Sid, Steve and others in “Who Killed Bambi?”

Is this where we're staying?

Oh, the glamour!

Okay, okay, okay... Hey! Hey! You're on my turf now.

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.

In America, people have guns. There have been death threats.

Ooh!

What's new?

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?

Maybe you'll get to find out.

[Laughs] Oh-ho-ho-ho!

Well, I hope so.

Hey, where is Malcolm?

Still in England for all I know.

That would be typical.

Right. Where's the drugstore, cowboy? I need a fix.

No! No hard drugs on my tour.

Huh! Right. Fuck that.

Hey, Warner's have put up a $300,000 bond which they will lose if you commit a felony.

"Lose"?

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.

He's right, that is his actual job.

Okay, so we both just do our job.

Fucking jobs!

[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?

Oh, well... I'm looking at you. [Sid attacks Allison]

Oh, here we go. Shit! Keep going, Sidney! [Allison slams Sid's head into wall] Oh! Keep going, Sid! Oh!

Easy, easy, easy!

Fucking hell!

How do you think I fight now?

Don't kill him. Fucking hell!

Good, good! You fight good. You kidding me?

Allison...

Okay.

[Sid punches Allison in face and band cheers] Never let your guard down. [Allison grabs Sid and slams onto table]

Jesus!

[Takes his seat] Good! Cheers, man. You're all right. Good! This is gonna be great. Do you mind? Any ketchup?