[Nancy enters] Sorry, this is the boys' toilets.
Nancy[Chuckles and holds out a handshake] Nancy. It's really good to meet you. Um, could you guys maybe give me a ride?
...
Nancy
[Riding in in van] So, Richard and I... Richard Hell I mean, of The Voidoids, previously of The Heartbreakers. Do you know The Heartbreakers, like, with Johnny Thunders? Used to be in The New York Dolls. Yeah. Anyway, he decided The Heartbreakers sucked, so hence therefore The Voidoids. He practically invented punk rock as you know, especially the whole spiky hair thing.
Nancy
Anyway, the main point being, Richard and I are very close, very, very close.
Now, Boogie, we're going to Denmark Street.
We're going here. You can go to Denmark Street.
Nancy
But I haven't finished telling the guys about Richard.
Driver, could you just wait?
No! Boogie's got to boogie. Don't you, Boogie?
Yeah? I've got to boogie.
Okay! You don't need to shout at me.
Nancy
[Chuckles] Sid... Have you ever done this before?
Done what before? We haven't done anything yet.
Nancy
Oh, my God! You are a virgin. This is kind of exciting for me.
Nancy
[Chuckles] Hey, do you want to, um... like, shoot up before we... [Both chuckles]
Nancy
Really?
Nancy
I thought London was all, like, blow and speed.
No, my Mum gave me a hit for my 14th birthday.
Nancy
Are you OK?
The Jubilee celebrates 25 years of good old Queen Elizabeth looking down on us.
If we take the piss out of the Jubilee, we become the story instead of her. And after the Jubilee, the song's forgotten.
No, our "God Save The Queen" will be a national anthem for a brand new country, a country founded on fury.
Nancy
Speaking as an American, I find the whole royalty thing very, very enchanting.
Nancy
I was just saying.
This is a band meeting. If you are not in the band, you are banned. Understand?
Nancy
You have a wonderful way with words. Has anyone ever told you that?
I will now leave. The song is called "No Future". [Opens delivery box of records and examines record cover] Fuck! Lying fuck! He's only gone and called it; "God Save The Fucking Queen".
My Nancy's a fucking queen.
"God Save The Queen" will get us noticed.
No one will buy the record if they don't know about it.
I do. I agree with Jonesy for once. We gotta be notorious.
But the song's not about the Queen. It's about how our generation has no future.
We made this. We made it. Look at it. It's fucking beautiful.
To be fair, Glen R.I.P. made it. But I look loads better playing.
No one can argue with that, Sid. [To John] Before I was in this band, I never listened to the words of songs. You made me listen. John. I really... hate to say this, but, uh... you are a fucking genius.
Would you like to meet my mum?
...
SSSid's mother
Do you have a cold, John? You smell of Vicks.
Oh, it's... it's his hair.
Everyone just shush! Please! [Plays "God Save The Queen]
SSSid's father
[Laughs] You're gonna be strung up for treason.
JSJohn's mother
Oh, so, it's not that "God Save The Queen". It's your own version.
I wanted to call it "No Future".
SSSid's mother
No, "God Save The Queen". It's more... noticeable. Well, I'll put the kettle on.
[Points] Hmm? Hmm? Look, it's got my name on it.
...
[Band is walking outside flat estate car park]
[To Sid] Your mum and dad are nice.
Then we'll just leave 'em a record. I wanna go to the Jonesy gaff.
[In sing-song] Let's all go to Jonesy's! Da-da... [Gets in car]
Look, it's just a quick in and out. Leave it for 'em. It's no big deal.
[At a nightclub] Dom Perignon! We need Dom Perignon over here!
Chrissie, have you ever had an orgasm?
Uh... yes, I have. Thanks for asking, Sid.
No, I mean, like, a real, like... Like a gushing volcano type thing.
To be honest, if you had, you'd remember.
Well, anyway, Chrissie, if you want one of those things, I can sort that out for you.
RReginald
[Walking into club with Bob] Nancy says she's happy to lend me out.
BBob
Great show last night.
NNick
I'm here with the Sex Pistols. Single's doing very well. Working on an article about the whole punk/new wave scene.
BBob
Ah! Very good. Good luck with that.
NNick
Uh... Bob Harris, the most influential music presenter...
Yeah, I know who you are. It's whispering Bob. The Old Grey Sniffle Test.
BBob
If you'll excuse me...
No, hang on. Why won't you have us on, Bob? Not good enough for the BBC, are we?
BBob
It's merely a difference of taste.
"Taste"?! Taste this, you cunt! [Lunges at Bob with drinking glass and accidentally smashed it into Reginald's neck setting off a bar fight]
[Pulls aside Sid] Sidney! [A man punches Sid in the chest]
[Pulls aside Sid] Sidney! [Repeatedly] Sid!
Nancy
[Pulls aside Sid] Si! Sidney, listen to me!
[Hiding under table with Chrissie] You all right?
Surprise, surprise. Welcome to the Sex Pistols.
[Punches Steve in chest] You selfish piece of shit!
All right, stop! Stop, stop!
I wasn't even an option to you. It's not like I want to be part of the Sex Pistols, but you knew how bad I wanted to be in a band, and it didn't even cross your mind!
What? Of course it didn't - you're too good for the Pistols.
Our singer is half-insane, our manager is fully insane - he's trying to bring down the government - our bass player can't play, starts fights for laughs, and as you've rightly pointed out, I'm just an illiterate thief who can barely fucking play. You're better than that! You're so much better than that.
Nancy
[In alleyway] Sidney! You are marvellous!
Nancy
Come on, then.
Where are you going? Sidney! You started this!
I'm taking Nancy to my mum's.
Do you think I'm stupid? I know what you're doing. That shit'll kill you.
We all went to your mum's, why can't I go to mine?
[Nancy is pounding on front door window of Sid's parents flat] Harder! Go on, harder! [Laughs]
WWoman
Oi! Keep the noise down!
Shut the fuck up! You're making more noise than me. Cunt! [Gestures to her]
WWoman
Fucking rude bastard!
Nancy
I don't think she's home.
She' never home. It's all right. [Gets an emergency key through mail slot] My magic key.
Nancy
[Sid grabs a stuffed bear chuckles] What's that?
It's a pyjama case. Mum gave it to me for my birthday.
Nancy
Mm. It looks a bit young. [Sid produces a bag of heroin]
HHelen
[While doing a painting saying to Steve] You've done "singer that can't sing", "guitarist that can't play", and now you're doing "band that can't tour... "...or record". Bravo! It's an oeuvre. [Hears door buzzes] It'll be Malcolm. [Nancy enters] Not Malcolm. She said she had to see you.
Nancy
I won't stay.
HHelen
[Nancy picks up can of beer] Uh! Help yourself to a beer.
Nancy
I have. Thank you. Hmm! So... I need a connection for heroin. And you seem like a man about town, Steve. Surely, you have a connection?
Not for you, I don't. Do you think I want that shit going up Sid's arm?
Nancy
It's purely for personal use.
Why don't you fuck off back to wherever you came from?
Nancy
Because this is a free country, and I'm very fond of Sid.
You're gonna break up this band. Why would I do that? You're another Yoko Ono.
Nancy
Mm. Her and John Lennon - such a touching love story.
She broke up the Beatles.
Nancy
I don't like the Beatles.
Yeah, that's not the fucking point.
Nancy
Why don't we take the temperature down a few degrees? My love, I need to share some personal things about Sid. May we have some privacy?
HHelen
I'm going to sleep. Let yourselves out. Don't steal anything.
Nancy
Why do you think Sid attacked beardy Bob last night?
His name's "Vicious". He thinks he has to live up to it.
Nancy
No, silly. He knew everyone in that room loved beardy Bob and would turn on him for it. Sid's happiest when he's getting the shit kicked out of him.
You do that for him, do you?
Nancy
I was choked at birth by my umbilical cord and diagnosed schizophrenic at 15. I've been kicking the shit out of people all my life. [Starts sexually moving on Steve and chuckles] It's okay, baby. I know you want to.
You're fucking disgusting.
Nancy
Yeah. That's why you want to... [Gasps] That was nice. I don't usually give it away for free, except with Sidney.
Nancy
Sidney's special.
Nancy
But I did think a Sex Pistol would be paid more. How about a few bucks?
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