Sid and Nancy Page #3

[Coughing]

F***in' girl.

I want me money

back, right?

I'm thinkin' of startin' up this club.

Oh, yeah?

What you gonna call it?

Wally's gaff.

God, that's really good. That must have

taken you ages to think that up.

Well, it's got a certain ring

of street cred about it.

Oh, let's all go to wally's

gaff and have a lager.

Seven pounds,

Water... 12.50.

Where you gonna get all the

money for this? Get a mortgage.

Rod Stewart

at 2:
00.

[Imitating machine guns]

Oi, you wankers!

Wanker!

Go through that door.

Climb to the top of the stairs.

Don't speak to anyone.

Ask for Ashraf.

And don't let her keep you waiting.

Why do I have to go?

I got a broken heel.

And don't get burned.

I hate to wait.

- [Siren approaching]

- [Horns honking]

- Get me out of here!

- What about that chick's gear?

Jettison.

All right, rod?

[Laughing]

What's in this?

Here, they're your mum's.

Who are these for?

Motherfuckers, my clothes!

Hey, you, where's my money?

Sh*t! Goddamn!

Look, I gave you some money the other day.

Help me. Sh*t.

What about my money?

Listen, I'm talking to you...

shut up and help me!

I tought to smash your face in.

All my f***ing stuff is all wet!

What about my drugs?

Here.

Sorry about the mess.

It's these skinheads, see?

We've seen them off, though.

You can't run drugs on the sidewalk, Johnny .

What are you, an idiot?

Sid.

Do you wanna use my gaff?

What's a gaff?

Me house.

Me apartment.

He's a club owner.

Where's the fish and chips?

What fish and chips?

The fish and chips

that you promised to buy us.

Why don't we just go in?

[Children shouting, cheering]

No, see, he lets us in

and then we do the drugs,

and then he goes and gets

the fish and chips.

But I wanna do

some of the drugs.

Yeah, you will.

We'll save you some.

Cheers.

This is where the bouncers

are gonna stand.

[Rock, unamplified]

Wally.

Like, I was at Cbgb's

at this audition, right?

So this guy says,

"can you sing like Debbie Harry?"

It's a bad deal looking like

an established star, let me tell you that.

I mean, I like debbie.

We're really good friends, actually.

- You've done this before,

right? - Oh, yeah, yeah.

Good veins.

[Train passing]

[Vomiting]

[Coughing]

Where you going?

You know.

Know what?

What?

Don't you want me to?

No.

[Electric guitar]

Ow!

Wally!

We don't f***ing care

no, no "f***ing."

It's just, "we don't care."

Ow. Be careful.

Pizza time!

Pizza, my favorite food.

So what are you waiting for, a playback?

Oh, I like pizza.

How many tracks have you laid?

None. We ain't done

no songs either.

Why not? Sid's still

learning it.

Sid, what are you doing?

I'm eating.

No, you can't have any pizza

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