RRichard
Branson. Richard. Richard Branson.
[Shaking his hand] Like the pickle.
RRichard
No. The pickle is "Branston". A lot of people make that mistake.
Hang on, Malcolm said there'd be pickle.
RRichard
Huh! No, I don't make pickle. Nice to meet you. How are you doing? All right? Take a seat. Cheese?
SteveOi, what's this one for?
RRichard
Uh, it's Mike Oldfield, "Tubular Bells".
Steve
Oh, dear.
RRichard
Virgin's very first release. Top ten for almost the entirety of 1974.
RRichard
Huh! Of course you do. Three years is an eternity in the music industry, and Virgin have released nothing of great significance since. Instead of the groovy young thing...
RRichard
Virgin's beginning to feel like the, uh...
RRichard
Exactly! That's why I want to sign the most controversial band in the land, the one all the old pensioner labels are too terrified to touch. The only issue is, uh... timeline.
RRichard
There's no point releasing "God Save the Queen" if we miss... [Steve hands him a drink] thank you. [To Malcolm] ...the Jubilee. I need it by June.
Steve
No problem. We can re-master the single by June.
RRichard
But I need an album. "God Save the Queen" would be the single from the album. Is that... Is that doable?
Steve
Yeah, course it is!
Is this where we're staying?
Steve
Oh, the glamour!
EKE.K.
Okay, okay, okay... Hey! Hey! You're on my turf now.
Steve
And what boring turf it is! Why aren't we downtown? Atlanta's kind of edgy.
In London, we get stabbed daily. I think we can handle little old Atlanta.
EKE.K.
In America, people have guns. There have been death threats.
Steve
What's new?
EKE.K.
Hey, this is no joke. From now on, you don't go anywhere without E.K. or Allison.
Why has he got a girl's name? [Laughs] Do you fight like a girl, too, Allison?
AAllison
Maybe you'll get to find out.
EKE.K.
Still in England for all I know.
Right. Where's the drugstore, cowboy? I need a fix.
EKE.K.
No! No hard drugs on my tour.
EKE.K.
Hey, Warner's have put up a $300,000 bond which they will lose if you commit a felony.
EKE.K.
No felonies. My job to not let that happen.
And it's my job to tell you that I'm Sid Vicious, and I do whatever the fuck I want.
Steve
He's right, that is his actual job.
EKE.K.
Okay, so we both just do our job.
EKE.K.
[To Allison] Stick with him. Don't let him score.
I'm warning you, mate, stay out of my face. What are you looking at?
AAllison
Oh, well... I'm looking at you. [Sid attacks Allison]
Steve
Oh, here we go. Shit! Keep going, Sidney! [Allison slams Sid's head into wall] Oh! Keep going, Sid! Oh!
Steve
Fucking hell!
AAllison
How do you think I fight now?
Steve
Don't kill him. Fucking hell!
AAllison
Good, good! You fight good. You kidding me?
[Sid punches Allison in face and band cheers] Never let your guard down. [Allison grabs Sid and slams onto table]
[Takes his seat] Good! Cheers, man. You're all right. Good! This is gonna be great. Do you mind? Any ketchup?
EEvangelist
There's a Johnny Rotten inside us all. And he doesn't need to be saved, he needs to be crucified!
...
[To E.K.] I need heroin! Is that so hard to get through your thick fucking skull?
Shut up, John! Please! Please, Mr American Man.
EKE.K.
All right. Here. Take some of my Valium. [Hands prescription bottle] It should help. No more than two at a time!
...
Steve
It's not a bad job, is it? Come on, man! The Sex Pistols...
We got a bus! They do like us in America.
Steve
You sit there.
[Referring to sex doll] Right, then, who's gonna fuck her first?
...
Steve
Oh, shut that door!
Steve
Smells like something died up your arse.
There's no bog roll left.
Steve
Oh, that's worse! Get away!
Steve
Hello!
Oh! This... is far too fucking fast. Malcolm!
Well, all hail, my slinky southern six-shooters!
Steve
[Chuckles] Nice of you to finally turn up.
Apologies, my Texan "Terribles", but I have been very busy attending to some important Sex Pistol business down in Los Angeles.
Well, oh, fearless fuck-up, I've been attending to some very important near-death business involving thousands of redneck cowboys baying for my blood.
Steve
We were all attending to that, all of us. Stop saying "me".
But I cop it the most because I'm the star. You hear that, Cookie? Me and you may as well piss off and finally go have some fun.
Oh, yeah, sounds good. When are we leaving?
Go! Won't be hardfinding another backing band.
[Chuckles] "Backing band". It's only me and John anyone actually looks at.
Steve
Thank fucking Christ they're not listening to you.
Doesn't matter what you sound like, it's what you look like what counts.
Steve
Yeah, fuck off, you little junkie.
Who you telling to fuck off?
Steve
You!
Brilliant! [Laughs] Exactly as I planned! You were turning into a rock band, and how can any poor, disenfranchised kid relate to a rock band? Inaccessible. Famous. John was acting like Rod Stewart!
Steve
To be fair, he's got the hair for it now.
I needed to bring you back down to street-level where you belong, to throw you into the furnace and see what remains of you.
You are completely insane!
That is why I insisted that we only play the southern states. It is a shame about this place, though.
Steve
Why? This is the first proper venue we've had.
Warner wanted you to play all the big cities, but I told them, "They're not a rock band."
Steve
Then what the fuck are we?
Well... You are very soon to be... sexy Latin assassins.
WAWoman assistant
Dom Perignon.
You what? I have been in L.A. gathering funding for our new movie. "The Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle". I've already recorded a track for it, and after this, we're gonna fly down to Rio. The Great Train Robber, Ronnie Biggs, is gonna be a guest vocalist on a Pistols track.
Ugh! It'll be fun. Come on, that whole outlaw spirit! And plus, girls don't wear many clothes down Rio way.
Steve
Sounds good.
You fucking cunt! [Lunges at Malcolm]
Steve
Oi! [Repeatedly] Ah...! Hey! You calm down, Shirley Temple. [Chuckles]
[Spits on floor and walks away] Come on, Sidney. Sid!
Don't go running off with that miserable ponce! Come on, let's have some fun, eh?
I fucking hate you for what you did to Nancy. Never forget that.
Steve
Oi, what... What about soundcheck?
Oh, just fuck off! Who wants a drink?
If he thinks I'm getting on a plane to Brazil, he can think the fuck again! [Opens door to Steve]
Steve
Hang on. Look, just... Things have gotten out of hand, but we're just... We're just... We're worn out. I mean, it was just... It was three weeks ago in Huddersfield, you was putting your face in a cream pie for a bunch of kids. You were brilliant. We were brilliant. I mean, we've got the...
Steve
We've got the number one album in the UK. Who would've thought that? Who would've thought a bunch a working class yobs would ever fucking pull that off?
Exactly! But Malcolm's insane! It's one thing after another. And now he wants us to go to Rio?
Steve
Yeah, it'll be fun. Why can't we just have a bit of fucking fun... every now and then?
Ronnie Biggs based a train driver, a decent, working man, and left him brain-damaged for life. There's nothing fun about it! Malcolm's gonna make us into fools. And where's the money? If Warner's are putting up 300 grand in the vain hope that one of us won't commit a crime, we must be worth a lot of money to someone. We don't even have bank accounts, Steve. And Christ only knows what was in those contracts we signed. Look at this rancid hotel.
Steve
Malcolm's put me in while you and Cookie are in five-star luxury. There was no rooms left at the Miyako 'cause you and Sid chose to stay on the bus!
"Chose to stay on the bus"? We didn't have a choice. That's another Malcolm swindle. Can't you see? He's trying to turn us against each other.
Steve
Why would he do that?
Control! Divide and conquer. The Pistols have so much more to do, Steve. But it has to be without Malcolm. You need to choose. He goes... or I go.
Steve
I need to think about it.
Think fast. If Malcolm's not gone by tomorrow, tonight will be our last show. Ever.
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