All language subtitles for Sad.Vacation.2016.1080p.WEBRip.x264-[YTS.AM

- Nancy Spungen
of Philadelphia was found

in the singer's suite
at the Chelsea Hotel.

He's been charged with
second degree murder.

- Vicious
who allegedly plunged
his hunting knife

into his lover's stomach in
Room 100 of the Chelsea Hotel

where they lived together
for the last month

of their two-year relationship.

- Vicious,
whose real name

is John Simon Ritchie,
was arraigned today

in Manhattan over the objections

of the District Attorney,
bail was set at $50,000.

* Just another mixed up junkie

* Just another lonely heart

* Dead and soon to be forgotten

* Killed by greedy showbiz tarts

* Oh, oh, terminal love

* Oh, oh, terminal love

* Oh, oh, terminal love

* Oh, oh, terminal love

* Oh, oh, terminal love

- I was home,
Malcolm called me up

and said, "Have you
heard the news?"

and I said, "No," and he said,
"It looks like Nancy's dead,

"and they're accusing
Sid of killing her."

He asked me to try and
find out what happened

and by the time I
had heard about it,

they were already
taking Sid away

and I didn't really
know what happened.

- Nobody knew what
the details were.

They came out over the
years, and I'm still,

today learning new details
about whether Sid did it or not.

- I mean I think he probably
thought maybe he killed Nancy.

I don't think anybody
really knew what happened.

- I mean, Nancy could push
your buttons to the point

where you wanted to at
least hit her, you know.

She pushed me that
way sometimes where

it was like, enough, you know.

- Sid, damn you.

Fuck.

- Like I said, there's
eight million theories.

I mean, he could've, you know.

You know, done it
and gone back to bed.

- No matter how
much they fought,

and they had this, that was
like, that was their routine,

like two kids fighting
In the schoolyard,

but they loved each
other type of thing.

I don't think there is anyway
that he would have killed her.

- Yeah, there were a
million different theories.

There was that guy,
Rockets Redglare.

There was the suicide
pact one where

Sid was supposed to kill
Nancy and then kill himself

and he chickened out
trying to kill himself.

- Yeah, if you were to
tell me or tell anybody

that knew them that they
both committed suicide

in some grand
spectacular fashion,

we would have believed it,
but nobody, including myself,

that knew them, would
believe that he killed her.

- If someone was
trying to kill her,

they would have just done
ehh, and walked away.

You know what I mean, like,
that's not how that goes.

You know what I mean?

- I know that Sid and
Nancy used to play

very heavy sub/dom games.

They used to cut each
other and stuff like that.

And from what I gather, the cuts

that Nancy died from
were fairly shallow.

Most people wouldn't
die from them.

I just think they were
cutting each other

and they went into a
nod, she bled to death,

he woke up, she was
dead beside him.

* Yeah, I'd like
to tell my story

* About people I knew
at the Chelsea Hotel

* Chelsea Hotel

* Yeah, Chelsea Hotel

- It's
late August 1978,

and after a relationship
of 17 months,

Sid and Nancy are
in New York City

and check into
the Chelsea Hotel.

- I mean, the Chelsea Hotel,

it is very artistic
community for years

with very known literary figures
and here comes this punk,

and in one night,
every bit of history

at the Chelsea Hotel
was overshadowed.

- The Chelsea right
then was, for me,

it was like the center
of the Zeitgeist.

I mean, everybody came
through the Chelsea.

- You could see Andy Warhol
and Robert Mapplethorpe

going and plotting
their next thing

with Interview Magazine,
and Debbie Harry.

Nico was my neighbor
across the hall from 119.

- You know, it was
a very druggie place

and it was very free place,
too, to do whatever you want.

You know, the people who
ran it were very experienced

with lunacy,
and so they fit right in.

- I know that on the upper
floors, there was robberies.

There would be drug
dealing, prostitutes.

It was considered
a bit dangerous.

- It was pretty
scary, but especially

on the first three floors.

* Oi

* Oi

- Honey O'Roarke and I were
coming in from someplace

and we went into the
lobby at the Chelsea Hotel

and there was all this
money on the floor.

Heh, in front of the front desk.

And a blonde woman
with a leopard coat,

maybe fishnet stockings and
high heels and blonde hair,

and we said, "Hello, hello,
your money's on the floor."

She turned around and
there was Nancy Spunger,

except she had a big bruise
on her head, you know,

and a black eye, and stuff
like this, and looked horrible.

- And I met them the first
night they got there.

They were in Maxis, Kansas
City, and I remember

saying hello to Nancy and Sid
was just kinda way out of it.

He was stoned on the dope
and he was drinking vodka

and something, and he
just kinda had the glass

and he was barely
sipping the straw 'cause

he was so stoned and
he couldn't even talk.

- And when she
came back with Sid,

they both got on the
methadone program.

- They were doing dope
and then probably also

their methadone and
Tuinols and you know,

whatever they could
stick in their face.

- I remember talking
to Nancy and she said,

"You know, we're
here in New York now

"and I'm managing Sid
and you should come over

"to the Chelsea and take
some pictures of me and Sid,"

and they looked terrible.

They looked like
junkies who hadn't slept

in a couple of days, which
is what they were, you know.

- She called me up right away.

She said, "Yeah, Sid and
I, can we come over?"

I said, "Yeah, sure, come over."

So they come over, and
it's like, kinda strange

because she's like the mother.

He's like a lost, he
looked like a, he was lost.

She would tell him,
"Sit down over there."

He would sit down, and
unless she told him

to get up, he'd still be there.

- He was someone who had
this permanent snarl,

but when I said, I don't
remember what we talked about.

We just talked
about random things

and he asked me
about being an actor

and there was a sweetness
to him, and I remember that.

Then Nancy showed up and he
behaved differently around Nancy

and I didn't dislike her.

I didn't know her.

She was abrasive.

But that stuck with me that,
you know, later, years later,

I was thinking, you know, this
was a sweet kid underneath

who was putting on this act.

- That's the path
he was going down,

off of his reputation.

That's all he had, you
know, of being a Sex Pistol,

and after the Sex Pistols
split up like that,

basically all he had was
Nancy and his character.

- I stopped hanging out
with him out in the streets

because it was like,
well, he's Sid Vicious.

So there we are having
pizza at Ray's Pizza

and here's people who want
to come and fuck with us.

I used to go to the methadone
clinic a couple times with him

and I said nah, that
was, you know, guard.

I'm not the bodyguard, nah.

- Steve and I were
living at the Chelsea

and Sid and Nancy
were our neighbors.

They lived upstairs.

We lived on the main floor.

He would come down all the
time by himself to talk to Stiv

and I think they were pretty
broke, actually, at the time.

So Nancy would usually come
down with him in the morning

and she would leave and he
would stay with us all day.

You know, with curtains
drawn, we were in the dark,

just talking and playing music.

I guess she was stripping
or doing something

in Times Square, and basically
the highlight of Sid's day

would be when she would come
home with money and drugs.

- You
dress differently,
you act differently.

Why is this coming out in it?

Is that just part
of the business?

- It's just the way we are.

We don't do anything
for business.

- Michael McKenzie, who was
doing my show occasionally

brought them in and I met them

that night when we did the show.

I never go sit down with notes.

I'm always interacting with
people so that it was real.

- I mean, I arrange
recording, I arrange gigs.

I arrange the publicity, I--

- By this time, she has an
English accent, which I guess

she acquired within a
year of going to London.

- I think Sid is hot.

- Okay, well
you check him out later.

- Well, you'd better keep your
fuckin' hands off him, dear.

- Oh, yeah.

- Oh, yes.

- I like your laugh.

- She was one obnoxious woman,
but she was one strong woman.

She didn't care about anything,

so it made for an easy
flow of information.

- What do they think
about the feminist movement?

- The feminist.

- I'm very cool with,
I believe in it a lot.

- So do I.

- Nancy basically takes over
answering all the questions,

even the ones that
are directed at Sid.

- Ah, he's gonna be playing
at Max's on the weekend

of the 29th and we're gonna
play in Boston on the 24th.

We have gigs coming
up in Toronto.

- Nancy's now is the
powerful, you know, sort of,

maybe like the Yoko
Ono figure almost.

Almost that she, you
know, was managing Sid

and Sid was this rock star and
it was her chance to sort of,

really be on top, and you
know, have people want

to be asking her,
you know, could I be

on the guest list and
I want to see Sid play.

- All she ever, her
entire, you know,

Academy Award was to go back
to New York with the prize,

and just be like, "Fuck
you, everybody, I won."

- So when Sid played at
Max's that was this big deal

and everyone had to be there,
and you know, so I think

that made Nancy probably
feel very powerful and that

this was this big, exciting
moment for her where

she kind of was running the
show and controlling things.

- At sound check,
everybody was like just

taking photos and gettin'
high and sharing equipment.

Only thing I noticed
though was Nancy had

a very diabolical attitude

about the finances,

you know, how money was gonna
be distributed, you know.

- The one time he
played at Max's,

he couldn't even
finish the song.

He would start singing a
song and then kind of stumble

halfway through the first
verse, and Nancy would come out

and give him another
drink, and said,

"You're doing okay,
Sid, you're doing okay.

"Just start the next song."

And I remember Mick Jones
talking about it and saying

he couldn't believe,
'cause Nick Jones actually

played guitar for one or
two of Sid's solo shows

and he couldn't believe
that Sid was so out of it,

and that the show was so poorly
planned and so badly done

that Sid couldn't
even finish the song.

- I don't remember
people like leaving,

you know, complaining, "Oh,
they played a bum note."

That's what punk rock
is supposed to be about.

You know what I mean,
nobody could care.

- Yeah, people didn't like
it, I thought it was great.

I thought it was,
what a way to go out.

You know, with a show like
that, with people like that

on stage at Max's Kansas
City in a packed place.

Sid liked it.

He felt good about
it, and really

at the end of the day,
that's all that matters.

- I was walking on 23rd Street.

I saw Sid, he started
yelling my name.

You know, "Gino, what'
goin' on, come here."

I went, "Yo, Sid, what's up?"

So he comes over to me.

We started bullshit.

He's telling me he's
got trouble with Nancy.

I was like, "Why,
what's goin' on?

"What do you mean
trouble with Nancy?"

He was like, "Nancy
wants me to kill myself."

Kill yourself, what are
you talkin' about, man?

You're doin' fuckin' great!

"No, no, no, she's serious, man.

"She wants us both
to kill ourselves."

Kill yourselves, come on, man.

You're fuckin' crazy, I'm like,
c'mon, stop this bullshit.

Well, he's like, "Well,
I don't know, man.

"You know, but I ain't
goin' through with it.

"I'm tellin' her yeah,
yeah, yeah, I'm gonna do it,

"but I ain't doin'
shit, she's nuts.

"You know what I'm sayin' to ya?

"I'll play her game,
but I can't take

"this bullshit with
her, you know?"

- Sid was born at
Lewisham Hospital on

Friday, May the 10th, 1957.

He was born to Anne
Jeanette McDonald

and John George Ritchie.

By the time Simon was in
school, she was on speed

and other pharmaceuticals
and was just, you know,

really going downhill.

- Sid said one of his main
memories of his childhood

was his mother pushing him
away so she could shoot up.

And he would try to
laugh it off, you know,

and say, "Oh, one drama,
fucking junkie there,"

but it was one of those
things that you could sense.

There was a real
outrage beneath it.

You know, basically he felt
that she'd been pretty useless

in terms of bringing him up
and you know, that she was

just a you know,
selfish waster and this.

Anything he'd done he'd
had to do on his own terms.

- According to her, she did say

she was a difficult child,

a baby even, an
infant and toddler.

She said she acted out.

At the time, her mother
took her to the doctor

and said, "My kid
is throwing tantrums

"and my kid is screaming," and
they gave her phenobarbital

to a toddler, so
to start off with,

she really started young

on her drug journey.

- And I think that's
unconscionable to give

a little kid drugs like
that, but you know,

in her mother's defense,
maybe they didn't know

so much about it back then,
and Nancy was difficult.

- So by 11, the public school
didn't want her anymore.

And she was too hard to handle.

So her family sent her
to a place in Connecticut

and it's really a boarding
school for children

and young teens with
emotional issues.

- Sid was one of those
characters around

at the 100 Club and
Louisa's and things.

He was a definite face,
but there weren't many

of us really at all in
them days, you know.

There might have
been 20 if that.

The picture of Sid I always
remember from those early days,

we were in a squat
somewhere, and someone had

a bunch of pills and asked
Sid if he wanted some,

so Sid was like, "Oh, yeah,
sure, sure, we'll have some,"

and he sort of took a
handful, and he took them,

and then asked what they were.

When people think too
much about punk and music,

and there was more
punk and attitude,

that was the big
thing with that whole,

and Sid not only was the
epitome of that attitude,

but he became the
caricature of it as well.

He became the avatar of punk.

He established the look,
the black leather jacket,

the torn jeans, the sort of
spiky hair and everything.

Before that, it was
remarkably open to change.

Anything that people didn't like

to see flared jeans and long
hair but apart from that

it was very open to sort
of styles and the like.

It was later that Sid,
when he became canonized,

you know set that style in stone

as the caricature
of punk, you know.

He was around for a long time

before he joined
the Sex Pistols.

He was always banging a
famously invented pogoing.

* Tracks on my arms

* And tracks on my face

* There's tracks on the walls

- Nancy was one of those
super groupie girls

that hung out and new Aerosmith

and people from
the New York Dolls.

- She wanted to come to New
York and she came with us

to New York

in the back of the
car there, you know,

and Joe Hanson and her,
they had sex in the back

of that car on the way
to New York.

- She seemed to be like
a perfectly nice person.

I know that a lot of different
people on the scene knew her.

She was very young, that's
the thing that people forget.

I think she was probably
just in her teens.

- She used to live
on 23rd Street

right at the very
foot of the.

When I needed a place to
stay and I would like,

be coming home from Max's Kansas
City after what they call,

the last drink a minute,
you know, hour, whatever,

and I would wind up with nobody,
and I didn't have a place,

I'd go down to 23rd Street
, "Nan, Nancy?"

She said, "Oh, come on in,
you can fuck my girlfriend,"

and I would stay at
her house and, boy,

she was, she was the sweetest.

I thought she was cool,
you know, really, always,

always looked after me,
and always, you know,

"You have any money,
do you need cab fare?"

- Despite what people
said about her,

and she had a shit-reputation
from the beginning,

like people would say,
"Oh, Nancy's a groupie,"

"Nancy's a junkie," she's
this and she's that,

but I liked her right away.

It was something about her.

I mean, she was funny
and she was honest,

so we became friends.

- In the time I knew her, twice
she tried to kill herself.

Twice she slit her
wrists, once at home

and then one night at
Max's in the bathroom.

She says, "I'm going upstairs
and slitting my wrists."

So I followed her, and she did.

- She had a personality problem.

It was, you know, I don't want
to say narcissistic disorder,

but it was a borderline
disorder because she can go

from happy and fun and funny

to cursing you and calling
you every name in the book

with like, on a dime.

- She was very smart.

Her IQ was like in the mid-130s.

This girl was a smart girl.

- He came on tour
with the Pistols

and you know, he'd be
playing with Barbara.

He used to drive the van.

He'd be playing with
the kids and everything.

He was very sweet, and you know,

his name Sid Vicious was
a bit of one of those

oxymoron things where
he was actually,

he was called Vicious
because he was so soft.

He was like marshmallow, really,

but once he was
christened Vicious,

he said he had a name
to live up to, so he had

to go on with this, people
would try to call him out

for a fight and he'd have to
be prepared to defend himself.

- Well, by then, you know,
Sid was dealing speed.

- Speed was the drug of the day,

although diners
were around as well.

We can take smack.

We didn't take cocaine,
definitely didn't take...

We didn't have the
money for cocaine.

- Nancy was famous
among the women.

They all hated her.

By reputation, I
knew she would sleep

with all these
different guys in bands.

She worked as a stripper
so she had a lot of money

and she could afford
to buy them drugs.

- She was buying guys
drugs like crazy.

This girl made $200 a night.

I made $160 a week.

Sometimes $300, and
she was always broke.

- I knew kind of early
on that it bothered her.

She didn't want to do that
for a living, you know,

but she had a habit and she
had to support her habit,

but she was never
happy go-go dancing.

- She was talking
to us about her job

and said that she
was a dominatrix

in a brownstone up on East Side.

It was kind of a brothel
where they had different

theme rooms and one was a nurse

and one was a school girl
and one was a secretary,

and people could
have their fantasy.

She said basically she
would, you know, her job

was to tie up bankers
and whip them.

And I said, "Really,
people want to do that?"

And she said, "Yeah,
well, there's these

"German bankers that
like to be beaten up

"and they pay a lot
of money for that."

- She wanted to hang
out with rock stars

and Nancy's main ambition
in life was to be a groupie.

And I found that fascinating
to listen to her stories

of who she was with
and what she did

and that whole culture, I
found really fascinating.

Her and Sable, there was always

a little rivalry
between Nancy and Sable.

- Once I got to know
her, went into the,

"Nobody likes me, why
doesn't anybody like me?

"They seem to like you."

I said, "Listen, I'm
gonna be real honest."

But she was very smart.

"I'm gonna be honest
with you," I said.

"They don't like you because
they're old-fashioned

"and you're a go-go,
you're a stripper," I said.

"Number one, and number
two, you're a junkie."

- I remember the night before
she left to go to London.

No, actually she was packing,
it was two nights before

because the night before, she
called me from the airport

to tell me that she'd
slept with Iggy Pop.

You know, this was big news.

But like a couple of nights
before she left to go to London,

she was packing and there was
her stuff all over the floor

and a big mess, and she said,

"I'm going to England to
be with the Sex Pistols."

You know, she was definite
about it and I said,

"Well, what if you
don't get to meet them?"

She said, "Oh, no,
I will meet them

"and I will come
back with them."

- The Sex Pistols, the
brief was that they were

the greatest thing since
sliced bread, you know.

They were the
greatest band ever.

It wasn't a in
this sort of situationism

of Malcolm, and
that was how I went

through all of that stuff.

Sid wanted to be famous.

He wanted to have lots of sex
and drugs and rock and roll,

and the best group for
that was the Sex Pistols.

- He was very, very
idealistic about the Pistols.

- Before the Sex Pistols,
the Flowers of Romance,

I mean, they were the epitome

of the punk band
that couldn't play.

They did some rehearsals.

Belsen Was A Gas by the Pistols

was written around that time.

- He got to stay at the 800 Club

with Siouxsie and the Banshees
where him as a drummer

was merely hitting drum
and then hitting the wall,

and just doing that
the whole song.

Really, not trying
to do anything else,

but be obnoxious as a drummer.

The circumstances of
him joining the band

were faded in the
mist of mystery.

But, you know, for whatever
reason, Glen was asked to leave

the band and Sid was asked
to come in, and of course,

for him, that was, you know,
a fantastic, this was...

He wanted to be a
Sex Pistol, you know?

All the time he wanted
to be a Sex Pistol.

He wanted to be a pop star,
wanted to be with the best,

the greatest band in the world.

- Being in the Pistols was one

of the most best
times of his life.

He had all the girls
and all the fun,

and he's such a nice guy.

- The one person I noticed
a difference when Sid joined

the Pistols was in Rotten
because Sid and Rotten

used to best friends,
you know, for years,

and Rotten always said
how he hated Glen Matlock,

He was too
much of a choirboy

or whatever the deal
was, and so you know,

he was, his
and as soon as he got

in the band, he
started to hate Sid.

You know, Sid was getting more
attention than Rotten was,

and Rotten didn't want
to give up his attention.

- The only time I saw
Sid with them was,

I didn't like the way they
joked with him, you know.

* Hands in the air

- Jerry somehow got a letter
from Nancy or she called him

or what like that,
or through ,

and she said she'd get his
guitar out of

and bring it over if we could
put her up for a few days

in London or
something like that.

She was coming over on a visit.

She wanted to see what was
happening on the London scene.

- So I was on my way
to work one morning

walking down Congress Street,
when up from behind me,

hand tapped me on the
shoulder and I turned around

and looked and it was
Nancy in the morning light,

makeup running down her
face, big grin on her face,

and she said, "Hi, I'm in
London, where's Jerry?"

And I said, "How
did you get here?"

She said, "Oh, Freddie
Laker, it's real cheap.

"His planes are so cheap."

And I said, "I'll take that
up with Freddie Laker later,

"but you leave, go
back to New York."

"No, I wanna see Jerry, I
came over to see Jerry."

I said, "Nothing, nothing will

"ever let me let you see Jerry.

"I will hide him, I'll
lock him in the closet.

"I'll bury him alive,
I'll do anything

to keep you away
from Jerry Nolan."

She said, "Oh, you're so
mean," and off she went.

- She'd already gone
through Saint John's.

Saint John's was bangin' her.

She tried to get it on with
John Lydon, didn't work,

so Sid was the obvious choice.

- I don't have a lot of good
things to say about chicks

sometimes because of
that influence of Nancy.

You know, he became
to believe everything.

He believed everything that
he wanted to be and without

any humility, and became
very conceited about that.

And I think that was a great
thing because Sid had charm.

Sid, when he was younger, before
Nancy, and even afterwards,

you know, to be
highlighted, Sid had charm.

He was funny, he was witty.

He was pretty clever in
a sickening sort of way,

and when he was like that, he
was great company to be with.

But then when he got into
the smack, I think that Sid

probably would have fallen into
that with those ways anyway,

but Nancy certainly
accelerated it,

and that whole New York
thing, the Johnny Thunders,

Nolan, Jerry Nolan
thing and everything.

The New York punks were
far more, far harder

about that drug
thing than we were.

We were just little
innocent children compared.

- Nancy always wanted
a rock star boyfriend.

Sid was in a big band.

The Sex Pistols had
quite a lot of notoriety

and so she started
going out with Sid,

and I think that's when
Sid got into the heroin.

- No, no, Sid, you see,
because there was a lot

of shit going on at the
time with all that Nancy

and the Heartbreakers
introduced him to heroin.

His words were always that
Nancy hadn't gotten him

into anything that he
hadn't done before,

which I always took to mean
both injecting and taking smack.

- As soon as he met her,
they both got into it

a lot more heavier
than he was on his own,

and so it was just like,
I guess that sort of made

their relationship
that much stronger,

one line built the bond, you
know, the whole drug thing.

- I didn't see Nancy many
times, but when us and them

would get together, they
would usually be out of it.

You know, I'm not
sure if Nancy was

a terribly good
influence on Sid.

- Yeah, you put the
cigarette on the bed.

- You know, Sid loved
Nancy, really loved Nancy

and it was a modern love
affair, so it feels bad,

but she was a whiny, horrible,
horrible vampiric woman.

She was like, "Oh, Sidney up."

And, I was like, we
tried to kidnap her once.

There was this strange
picture where Sid had gone

to the dentist and
we bought Nancy

a one-way ticket to New
York, and she'd be there

screaming at the
top of her voice,

"You can't do this,
this is kidnapping."

And she'd be running
up into the hotel

and we'd run after
her and pull her out

and say, "Come on,
Nancy, this is best."

It was a really, really
stupid idea of Malcolm.

- Nancy was quite good-looking
and sexy potentially,

but, you know, she was
a fuckin' nightmare.

- Nobody liked her.

She had no friends in
London that I knew of.

Nobody had anything
good to say about her.

Malcolm had tried to
get rid of her forever.

They were both strung
out, like, to the bone.

They were a mess,
and I can see where

they were doling them
out like an allowance.

- You know, there's
a story for her.

We used to have the cab
account with the Sex Pistols

so we could fill up black cabs

and not have to worry
about paying them.

And Sid and Nancy started
to abuse this to the extreme

so that we'd have things
like Nancy would catch a cab

to Harrod's, Harry Punk
at nine in the morning,

and she'd ask the cab to wait

and at six in the
evening, she'd come out

of Harrod's and get in the cab.

She would have kept the black
cab all day outside Harrod's.

In the end, we had to get them
their own separate account.

- By this time, Nancy had
completely taken over control

of Sid, and Sid had become

very much a focal point of the
Sex Pistols once more because

of his undeserved reputation
of being such a bad ass,

which he wasn't, you
know, and Nancy was really

behind all that, making
more and more trouble,

and complaining that Sid
didn't get all the attention

he should get and said
didn't get all the money

he should get, which, of
course, Malcolm was giving them

no money, which was
Malcolm's way, you know.

- This is a guy for
awhile, seemed like

the nice famous person in
the country, but you know,

if it was in the morning, we'd
be sitting there, you know,

just going through our
pockets for enough change

to get a pint of some
milk and some cigarettes

or something without having
to touch our scoring money.

- She always wanted to get
her claws into a rock star

and she got Sid,
but I just remember,

this guy isn't one of the
big in the money,

and he's trying
to bum some money

to get some dope, so I'm
not like very impressed.

- She just thought he
should be getting thousands

of pounds for being
who he was, I guess.

I mean, really, all he wanted
money for was drugs anyway.

- We used to usually get
the brown Persian gear.

That was what was around
like 90% of the time then,

but once I got some white,

took me

and they came around
and Sid just took a gram

and tipped it in the spoon,
and I said, you know,

I said, "Please, man,
I don't want you,

"I don't want you
leaving here in a box.

"This isn't what you're
used to," and ah,

he just wouldn't do
it and have it at all.

He took it and survived
and that was it.

I think he went into this
huge doubt which in whether

is he gonna come around
and then he comes around

and goes "Oh, do us
another one, man."

- She swore, she's like, "I'm
gonna make him so famous,"

and "I'm gonna manage
him," and I was, you know,

I was just kinda, "Yeah,
sure, okay, whatever,"

and at the time, they
weren't moving yet.

They hadn't decided
to move to New York,

but she had started to
kinda think about that.

- When the Sex Pistols
came to America,

they didn't bring
any girlfriends

and certainly Nancy
wasn't allowed in.

The rest of the guys
didn't like her.

Nancy was difficult to like.

She was always whining.

She was a very depressed
and suicidal person,

a very angry person.

She was causing a
lot of problems.

The fact that Sid was now
on drugs was very difficult

for the band, and he wouldn't
show up or he'd be late.

He was just acting like a
junkie, which is not a good way

to work, and it's an
impossible way to travel.

- The Sex Pistols were probably

the most inconsistent
live band I ever saw.

Either they'd be the
greatest band in the world

or they'd just be
kind of a mediocre,

almost like a bar band
playing Sex Pistols songs.

Sid, though, I think Sid
was really putting his all

in every show 'cause
he was not much of

a bass guitar player, but
he was a great showman,

and he was delivering what
the people wanted to see.

They wanted to see the
outrageous Sex Pistols,

and he really delivered, I
think, especially in Dallas.

- At that point, apparently
we hung out enough that,

you know, I had a cigarette,
we were sharing cigarettes,

and he'd lean over
and kissed me,

and then I fell off the side,
and I went to jump back up

and he leaned over and died,

just headbutted him in the face,

at which point he started
bleeding profusely.

- And I went along with them.

I remember seeing 'em
sitting in the airport.

I have a nice picture of
him reading MAD Magazine

and everything
seemed kinda normal

except he had this
big hole in his arm.

And later we were back
on the bus, I actually

have a picture of him
holding up his arm

and showing this
big cut that he had.

And nobody treated it,
and nobody cared about it.

It was like, that
was his problem.

- I used to cut
myself before Sid.

It was what they call
now self-harming,

Back then was
called being stupid.

It was cutting yourself open
and I've got this arm here,

you can see, if you
get a closeup later,

you can see that it's covered
in cigarette burns and cuts.

I used to put a cigarette on
my arm and let it burn down.

That was amphetamine.

In a way, that inspired Sid
to start cutting himself.

- And that was the other thing.

It's like when I met with
them and I would talk

to Malcolm and some people.

They're like, "Just
don't let him get high."

- So on the bus, Sid and
I got kinda friendly.

It was interesting,
we were talking a lot.

He was asking about Nancy.

I was kind of straight up
about how she had told us

she was a dominatrix, and
you know, that was her job,

and he seemed to accept
that, and he seemed

to really love her, he
really missed her a lot.

He really wished that she
could come on the trip with me.

He seemed to have a special bond

and a special understanding
between the two of them.

- Will you wake up, please?

- Sid really knew
what he was doing

as far as his image
was concerned.

He was a good actor.

- The Sex Pistols, I don't think

were ready for
this huge audience.

They were a great club band,
but they didn't have a show.

- It was packed.

I don't know how many
people fit in that place,

Winterland, it was packed,

and it was a meltdown.

It imploded, big time,
and it was really sad.

Sid got put into a situation
where this band was already,

they'd already blown up, and
he became the focal point,

and they encouraged him to
be as damaged as possible,

like just fuck up all you
want, who cares how you play,

just, and you know,
I think that made

the rest of the
guys a little upset.

It's like, well this is a circus

rather than a band
now, you know.

All the attention is
going, John loves it,

and all the attention
is going to this guy

who's my friend who
they're destroying.

Single-handedly, just
letting him destroy

himself just for
the sake of press,

attention.

- I don't even know
why they went to Texas.

They went down south and
did a tour, you know.

That should have psychologically

screwed them up, you
know what I mean?

It would have been
much better for them

if they would have
came to New York

and did the circuit of only
the punks on the scene.

But they're going
down and playing bars

with cowboys and stuff,
and that was odd,

but unique, but I think
that put a heck of a lot

of stress on them
and breaking them up.

- You know, this thing
that they had was destroyed

and in a lot of ways, you
know, as much as I adore,

and always will and
always did, love Sid,

it was kind of the end
of it, he killed it.

He couldn't do it.

They got a kid that wasn't
ready and had no skills,

and all he wanted to do was
be friends with everybody.

- The night
the group split up,

Vicious was pulled off a
plane at Kennedy airport,

the victim of a drug overdose.

- And I remember having this
conversation with him early

in the morning where he was
saying that the band broke up,

that Johnny had left and
he wanted to be a solo act

or something, and that
the Sex Pistols were over,

that he was on his
way back to England,

but he had gotten stoned on
the plane and passed out.

- I don't know you he
saw any of the gigs,

but Sid was like
really shelling it out

and John was being
like, nothing.

- I've lived here
since I was a student

and then Sid moved
in after many people,

and you know, he
was just a neighbor.

He used to sit outside
his house sunbathing

and I used to say, "Oh, hi,"
and everything, you know,

"Do you need anything,
milk or sugar," as one does

with neighbors in England,
and he said, "Oh, some sugar."

And he was just a nice,
nice, nice neighbor.

And then one night, it must
have been, well, night,

morning, it must have been
about 5 o'clock in the morning,

there was this awful tirade
and shouting and everything.

- The rooks they had,
the rows they had were,

everybody knew about it, you
can hear about it, you know.

- The few times I met them
when they were together,

they were fighting all the time.

- In a lot of ways,
it was just one

of the common dynamics
of their relationship

to go through almost like
a kind of psychotherapy,

kind of process of
bringing each other down

as much as possible either

in direct terms of

attacking each other or kind
of both joining together to,

you're just going to every
detail of this whole shit,

life was and how fucked, how
fucked up it was, you know,

trying to support her habit.

We were just sick of
sitting watching TV

and the bedroom went off and
they started up going at the,

I forget what he
had in his hand.

He hit her both, he had
something in his hand

that drew blood,
and it was a real,

yeah that was probably
about the lowest point.

- She was always
very domineering

and protective of
him because she knew

everyone wanted her out
and to take him away.

I think if there
had been less energy

put into trying
to get rid of her,

there may have been less
damage done in the long run.

She wouldn't have, he
wouldn't have like become

as protective of her
and they wouldn't

have alienated them as much,
and when you alienate people

at that age and you make
them feel like that,

they're just gonna
get more fucked up,

more high, and hate
everybody more, you know?

- So Malcolm set me down one day

and he said, "Listen,
you know Nancy."

I said, "Yeah, known
her for a few years."

He said, "What can I
do to get rid of her?"

I said, "Nothing."

He said, "Well, I
can give her money.

"I can give her a lot of
money, I can give her drugs."

I said, "She gets lots
of money, you know,

"from being a prostitute,
she gets lots of drugs

"from being a prostitute,
she doesn't need any of that.

"What she wants is what she's
got in hanging out with Sid."

He said, "What can I
do, how can I do it?

"How do I get rid of her?"

And I said, "Kill her."

He said, "What?"

And I said, "Kill her,
that's the only way

"to get rid of Nancy, kill her."

- After we had played our shows,

they had caught their
mattresses on fire,

probably nodding out
or something like that.

The mattress caught on fire.

So Barb moved them
down to Room 100.

- One night, Sid
and Nancy came over

and we had beef burgundy,
broccoli and potatoes.

You know,
we sat around talking

and they were saying, "Wow, we
want to show you something."

And Nancy and Sid went
away and came back

with a jacket and
this portfolio.

And they went to
us and said, "Look,

"we used to look
really good then.

"Look at us now, oh."

You know, and they
were just, it was sad.

And they says, "Okay,
we're gonna go now."

I think they said something
about Rockets might be coming,

bringing us something, and
we don't have anything,

and do you have any pot?

And I said, "No, I
don't have any pot."

They say, "Okay, well, if you

"run across any,
give us a call."

I said, "Yeah, okay."

Then they left.

- At around
midnight, Sid and Nancy retired

to Room 100 where
they inject Tuinols.

Apparently Sid is fast
asleep by 1:00 AM.

Associate and bodyguard,
Rockets Redglare

claims Nancy called
him up around 1:30 AM,

asking him to bring
Dilaudid and claiming

that she had $1400 to
spend on drugs that night.

- I went to Max's
and I left there,

and then I went to The Nursery.

I was there and when I was
there, I developed a toothache,

so I went back to the Chelsea.

That was, to me I think,
between two and three.

Kelly and I were there
and smoked this joint,

some of it, and the phone
rang and it was Nancy.

She says, "Oh, did you find
any pot like I asked ya?"

"No, I didn't find anything."

She says, "Well, if you find
something, please let me know.

"Sid, he's useless because
he did some Dilaudids,

"and he's out."

There was a voice
in the background

I didn't really
recognize, but, a voice.

Sounded like a real voice
as opposed to a TV voice.

You know, it's also over the
Chelsea Hotel's phone system,

you know, so, who knows, really.

- I met this guy named
Michael Morra who was kind of

the in-house dealer
up at the Chelsea.

I was with Michael and we
went to Sid and Nancy's room,

and I guess it must've been
around 3:00 or 4:00 AM,

and Sid was passed out

on his bed on Tuinols,

dead to the world, and Michael

did a transaction with Nancy.

They owed Michael money.
Nancy and Michael were arguing

and I was uncomfortable

and the two of us left.

Michael left with me and I'd
asked him where'd they get

that money and he said that
they had gotten a record deal.

We walked down the hall,
and sometimes their door

would be open, and
I'd been in their room

two or three times
always with other people,

and on the night when
I was with Michael,

this was the first
time I'd been there

and it was just the four of us.

- That night, I had some
interaction with Nancy.

She called and I went
down to the room,

and it was after, I
think, a show at Max's.

I remember she
had a shopping bad

and pulled out
some money from it.

Sid was passed out on the couch.

I mean, he was just out of it
and I didn't stay very long.

There was another guy there
whose name I just can't remember

other than it began with
an S, Snake, Spider,

Skippy, Stevie,
something like that.

- All of a sudden
there was like a,

we heard steps and there
was knock on the door,

but there wasn't really
a knock on the door.

It was like a banging
on the door that was

had a really scary vibe
to it and Kelly says,

"Oh, should I open
it and ask who it is?

And I said, "No," and I said,

"Shh, shh, no, no, no."

And we heard her, to me
it sounded like a metal.

I always thought it was
the sound of a knife.

It fell on the floor
in front of my door.

- I think later on I
got something and called

down to the room,
and Nancy answered

and said that, no,
they hooked up.

- Okay, Kenneth West was
one of the bellmen there.

I found him to be a good person.

- Before the
grand jury and under oath,

Kenneth West said
that around 5:00 AM,

while responding to a
complaint by the resident

in Room 228, he encountered
a loud and unruly Sid Vicious

who confronted him physically.

Following the
altercation, Sid was left

bleeding from the nose or mouth.

- He had said
something to me about,

"Oh, he had a fight with
the English guy," you know,

and I knew what he was talking
about because it's Sid.

And if I was Sid, I wouldn't
try to mess

with this guy, you know,
'cause he was really

kinda like in his
prime, I mean, you know.

- 15 minutes later
at 5:30 AM, a bloody Sid

staggers into another room
of a resident of the hotel

who refused to be identified.

- The whole thing with
that is tricky because

Sid used to get up around
5:00 no matter what

and go to the methadone clinic

and he was on time 'cause his
subconscious knew he needed it

at that time, and it was 6
o'clock that he would go.

- Honey O'Roarke
came home and said

there's blood on the,
outside the door.

I said, "I don't know."

- Around
7:30 AM, Sid and Nancy's

next door neighbor, Very
Mendelssohn hears moaning

and a woman's voice
emanating from Room 100

who sounded like she was alone.

Vera told the press she
didn't call anyone's name.

She was just moaning.

- Sid and Nancy always had a
very viotile, loud arguments,

even the next door neighbor
would say that she heard them

screaming and fighting
and things thrown around.

She says on the night that it
happened, there was no fight.

- She could hear, her
windows were open, really,

because it's kinda
thin walls there.

And her saying that she
heard a woman moaning

and sound like she was alone.

I don't know what sounding
alone sounds like,

but I think she's
probably right about

hearing Nancy moaning probably,

'cause in that room you
could hear that for sure.

You'd also hear everything
else that happened.

- Sid woke up.

There was blood in the bed.

He thought he'd pissed himself.

This is what he
said to the cops.

And he'd gone over and saw Nancy

slumped underneath the sink.

He went out and
got his methadone.

So he comes back,
he goes upstairs,

finds Nancy and
she's not breathing.

He decided to wash her down,
which I find quite unusual.

- At 9:30
AM an outside caller

reports to the front desk,
"There's trouble in Room 100."

Herman Ramos, the desk man
sends Charles the bellhop,

but Sid calls Ramos for help
before the bellhop returns.

- Obviously at this
time, you'd know

that Sid was an utter wreck.

You only have to look
at the photographs.

His face was out here,
you know, so by the time

anyone would have arrived
and seeing him outside

flailing around like ssssssssss,

almost like the instant
suspect immediately,

and you know how,
he probably was.

- So when I got a call at
the sovereigner's office

that Sid Vicious
of the Sex Pistols

had killed his girlfriend
over at the Chelsea Hotel,

I ran over there
immediately with my cameras,

and there weren't too many
cops around that I was able

to go right up to the floor
where their apartment was

and then there was a cop
at the door and he said,

"No, I can't let you in,"
and he said, "You wanna take

"pictures, there's no way."

I said, "Well, yeah, I'd
like to," and he goes,

"No, but I'll let you in, but
you can't take any pictures."

You can just look.

So I was pretty amazed at that.

That's not really protocol.

It would never happen today.

So he opened the door and
I walked in the apartment

and it was just a total chaos.

There was trash,
clothes, everywhere.

It smelled really bad.

It was too soon for it to
smell from the decaying body,

but it was just a horrendous
smell of the way they lived,

the garbage and whatever.

So then I looked to my right
and down a long hallway,

I saw under the bathroom
sink, Nancy's body.

She was dressed in a bra
and panties, and had blood.

There was blood on
her and on the floor.

And the cops said,
"Okay, that's enough."

And I just went back
outside the apartment.

So that was pretty shocking.

She was certainly dead, and
I waited there in the hallway

for what's called the Office
of the Chief Medical Examiner

to arrive, which is
basically the morgue.

- Someone knocked on
the door and said,

"Come to the lobby, Nancy's
dead, Sid killed her."

And we raced down to the lobby
and Nancy was in a body bag.

Sid came out in handcuffs
and we're saying,

"Sid, Sid, what happened?"

And he said, "I don't
know, I don't know."

- There was a pandemonium.

Somebody in the hotel asked me

if I'd heard what happened

and I said, "No," and they
said that Sid killed Nancy.

I go, "Really, well I was
passed out when I saw him,"

and then a detective
asked me if to stand over.

He wanted to talk to me and
I just beat it out of there.

As a matter of fact,

the thing I remember
most about the next day

is that I left Manhattan
and went up to The Bronx

to stay with my old, tough,
Italian Guido friends

because I was worried
that the guy I saw

in that room knew I saw him.

- I went back to my room
alone and shortly after

Michael, AKA Rockets
Redglare, at the time,

he wouldn't called
Rockets as far as,

I didn't know him as
Rockets, he was Michael.

He knocked on my door
and he had a lot of money

tied with a purple,
rubber hairband,

which I'd seen when
Nancy had the money.

It was a wad of money with
a purple, rubber hairband.

- Then later we found out
where Sid was under arrest

up at a precinct that, I
forget the exact location,

but I went to that precinct.

There were a few
TV cameras there

and I got pictures of
Sid at what is commonly

known as the perp walk where
they walk the perpetrator

who's under arrest
out to the police car

and take them down
to central booking.

And Sid looked disoriented.

He didn't seem to understand
what was going on,

and they took him downtown,

and that was the
last I saw of him.

- Sid worshiped Nancy.

The only way he'd killed
her was if she told him to,

but I think if that happened,
that would have stemmed

from a fight, and according
to the police reports,

she died slowly, bled
slowly because the knife

wasn't pushed in really far.

If Sid were to do
it in a violent,

it would have gone through her.

He's a tall guy and long arms.

- There were these
stores on 42nd Street

where you could go and you
could buy switchblades.

They weren't, I don't know
if they were just not illegal

or they were like, in
the back room somewhere,

and you had to know what
to ask for and so, yeah,

I remember Sid asking Stiv
about where did he get it

because Stiv would play with
it all the time in the room,

you know, opening
and closing it,

and Sid was kind of fascinated

with this switchblade.

- Well, that knife, I don't
think was the knife.

You know what I mean, there's
a lot more knives around.

I guarantee you between
Sid and Nancy that

they probably had
five or six knives

and one in every suitcase or
jacket pocket or whatever,

you know, they were into
thinking they were tough.

You know, there's an old saying
though, you carry a knife,

you generally get stabbed,
you know?

- There was so many
stories and suspects

floatin' around like in the
underground and on the scene

that at the very least,
there is no way that Sid

could ever be convicted
beyond a reasonable doubt.

- Maybe he did it in a blackout.

Maybe somebody came in the room.

Maybe Michael came in the
room or somebody else.

After that happened,
Michael had disappeared.

I think the police were looking
for him to question him.

My big fear was that we were
all gonna get in trouble

'cause we're all doing
drugs, we're all partying,

but this was 1978,
New York, you know.

Cops didn't care,
they had their man.

- Everyone's well aware that
he was their guard, right?

- Bodyguard.

- He was supposed to be
looking out for them.

That means two things.

Make sure you're safe.

Make sure that you have drugs.

So he might not have
been able to make sure

he's safe part together,
but he was working for them,

copping, and he
comes back, and then

has this scenario laid out
and that's what he did.

- Rockets was a junkie,
he was a hustler,

but he wasn't a murderer.

He's capable of walking
in and taking money

off a table if
somebody's laying there.

Most people in the
Chelsea Hotel were.

- I do believe that
Rockets was around

and I do believe he could have
easily been the first person

on the scene, but I
don't believe that either

that he did it or that he
had it in him to do it.

He's not a killer-type.

- If Rockets would
have been there

when Nancy was
calling me for pot,

Nancy was like, "Oh
yeah, so and so's here.

"Rockets is here," but
she didn't say that.

So if he was there,
he showed up later.

- You know, I have
my suspicions,

and maybe I have
formulated them.

I mean, the money
was a big deal,

but I just kinda
denied, you know, okay.

That's Nancy's money, it was
getting creepy, you know.

I was wrestling with my
conscience and all that,

but it wasn't until
Michael came after me,

you know, for whatever reason,

unrequited love, I mean,
he had this thing for me,

and which I now
admit I was using

because he was the guy
with the party favors,

but when he came after me
and he tried to kill me,

then I knew he
was capable of it.

- Skip Wayne, is that his
real name, I don't know.

He claimed to be my manager.

Skip Wayne wanted
to be my manager.

Skip Wayne was like a
roadie hanger-out guy

so that he could sell his drugs.

- Yeah, it looks like him.

- Well, Skip is
short for Skippy.

I mean it doesn't prove
that it's the same person.

You know, and I'm not saying it,

but Skip, Skippy, you know.

I mean, Leon, Leonardo,
you know.

It's like hmmmm, could be.

- If a drug dealer went
down and was pissed off

and wanted to kill her,
they would have killed her

like they kill
anyone kills anybody.

They would have stabbed her
once in the abdomen and left.

- Talking to a
journalist, Ann Bardach,

Rockets Redglare placed
another character on the scene,

one Steve Cincotti,
also known as Steve C,

whom Redglare
identified as being Sid

and Nancy's regular
Quaalude and Tuinol dealer.

Rockets told Bardach that
he saw Steve entering

the elevator just
before 5:00 AM.

We've been unable
to find anybody

who ever met or
knew this character.

- I've lived on the first floor.

I used to sit in the lobby
and just watch people,

and I knew almost everyone.

I don't remember any
Steve C.

I don't, who to hell is that?

That's like this picture
of Steve.

- There was a neighbor who
told the press and police

that Sid came out saying, "I
killed Nancy, I killed Nancy."

the way I heard it
and around the hotel,

according to what the
neighbor told other people

that it was more like
a question, like,
"I killed Nancy?"

- He'd confessed to a
couple people on the scene,

one of them being Joe
Stevens, who said,

this was apparently in private,

"Yeah, well, I
didn't mean to do it,

"so it was a complete accident."

- But I think it
was a pure accident.

I don't believe in the
Rockets and the people coming

into the room and
taking all this money.

I don't think that Sid had

all this money or
anything like that.

I don't believe that Malcolm

had him popped off

or some heavy drugged
dealers having popped off.

I don't believe in any
of those conspiracies.

I think it was just
a simple accident.

A quite understandable
accident in some ways

in that smack milieu,
you know I assert,

you could probably have
got him off on manslaughter

or murder two or whatever
they call it in America,

and he could possibly have
been brought back to England.

And I think that it's
sad it never got a chance

to come to that, but I
mean, to lots of people

made lots of money with
their conspiracy theories.

- You know, and then
the thing I read

that they're charging
him with the murder.

But from what I
understood, you know,

she wanted to kill herself,

she wanted to do
a double suicide,

you know what I'm
saying, and that was it.

- Since
then, he's lived

at the Chelsea Hotel
performing infrequently.

Yesterday, police found
him there, in Room 100,

and on the bathroom
floor, they found

the 20-year old American girl
he'd lived with for two years.

Sid Vicious reportedly
admitted he'd stabbed

Nancy Laura Spungen to death,

and no one who knew
him could believe it.

- Besides confessing

to the homicide detectives
in charge, Sid also confessed

to journalist and
photographer, Joe Stevens.

He explained how after his
fight with the bellboy,

he returned to his room where
he had an argument with Nancy.

According to Sid, she
smacked him on the nose

just where Kenneth
West had punched him

so Sid pulled out his
knife to threaten her,

but Nancy leaned forward and
was stabbed accidentally.

Without realizing the
seriousness of the wound,

they both fell asleep, which
made the hemorrhage fatal.

Sid claimed that
he woke up and then

went to get his methadone,
leaving Nancy unattended

for some hours before
returning to the Chelsea,

and discovering her bloody
corps on the bathroom floor.

Detective Thomas didn't
think that was the case.

He said, "How the hell
could she get from the bed

to the bathroom after
losing that much blood?"

Later adding, "It's impossible."

The lack of hesitation
wounds and the fact

that the knife had been
withdrawn from her body

after inflicting
the would indicated

she didn't commit suicide.

Nancy died from external
and internal hemorrhaging,

caused by a one-inch wide
incision in the lower abdomen,

a wound deep enough to rupture
the mesenteric blood vessels.

- Vicious'
former manager arrived today

from London and is trying
to raise the money,

told News , " Sid
may be an outrageous person,

"but he is no murderer.

* The life you live
is the life you make

* There's no such
thing as a cruel sake

* I'm gonna live

* The lifestyle I get

* And I'm gonna live my life

- Sid had a
come out of his life

and when the, when Nancy died,

Sid had nobody there really
to look after him of any sort

of togetherness with any
sort of organization.

Malcolm took it upon
himself, and a good lawyer

was Patty Hearst's
lawyer, and this was one

of the most expensive
lawyer's you can get probably,

and Malcolm was very much
into bringing Virgin on

to pay for that as well
as bringing in himself.

Malcolm's not the sort of
cynical user that people think

he was, but you know,
at the same time,

he could have a night.

- But from what I hear, his
lawyers, they were prepared

to fight the case, and
felt they had a good cause.

* I'm gonna live the lifestyle

- When the solicitor
from

and he could get Sid bailed,

there was me, Sophie, and
I can't remember who else

in the office, probably
Bookie and stuff,

we just start sat saying,
"No," you know he was doing

much better off in jail.

He's off the smack, he's
straightening himself out.

He's away from all those people
that would giving him smack.

Keep him in there.

And the solicitor's advice
was once given the chance

of bail, it doesn't look
great if you don't take it.

So that is when we came up
with this thing that, okay,

get him bailed, he
mustn't go to New York,

he mustn't go to parties, he's
got to stay with his mother.

That was a bad move, wasn't it?

- I remember Stiv and I seeing
him after he got out of jail

the first time, and how he felt,

and I mean, he cried a lot

about it, you know, looking
at us and saying you know,

how can anybody think that
I would do that, you know?

And saying maybe I,
was I that fucked up?

Like, could I have done it and
not even known that I did it?

- Malcolm managed to
get Sid out of jail.

I remember seeing him a
couple days after he got out.

He came to the the
Academy of Music.

It was a concert
Blondie was playing,

and so he was basically
clean and sober

for the first time
in a couple years.

And he was 21 and he was
young, and he was healthy,

and he was alive
and he was vibrant,

and he was just the
nicest guy, you know.

And just standing next
to him kinda thinking,

"Did you kill Nancy, did
you actually stab Nancy?

"You know, your girlfriend
that you loved so much?"

It just seemed inconceivable.

- She had given me her
mother's phone number

in case anything
happened to her,

and I called the mother
and I said who I was

and she remembered who I was.

And she said, "Thank
you for calling."

I said, "I would really like
to come out to the funeral

"and maybe there's a
couple of other people

"who would like to come, too."

And she said, "I would
much rather you don't."

- Some weeks
ago, Vicious tried

to commit suicide by
cutting his wrists.

- He was put on like
a semi-suicide watch

but the silly bastards left
him in a room with a light bulb

so he reached up to the
light bulb, cracked it open,

and started slicing
himself open.

He was in Bellevue

and was instantly
suicidal about everything.

Apparently, he wanted
to rejoin Nancy.

He kept crying about
it, "I miss Nancy."

- Very short time after Nancy
died, he was hanging out

at Max's with this
girl, Michelle Robison,

who was a really nice girl.

Her father was an attorney
or something like that.

- It was so soon after
Nancy, so it kinda leads you

to believe whoever it
was, you know the major

love game that
everyone thinks it was.

- I said to her, "Michelle,
you know, the jury's still out.

"They don't even know if
this guy is guilty or not.

"You know, you're hanging out

"with a potential murderer here.

"What are you doin',
like, watch yourself."

Michelle went back and told
him this and he came up to me

in Max's and
face-to-face and said,

"Shut your freakin'
mouth about me

"or you might find
yourself in the ditch."

You know, so that just confirmed

all my feelings about
little Sidney, you know.

- Then there was a second
incident where Sid was involved

in the violence against
Patty Smith's brother,

went back into jail.

* Would you like
a knuckle sandwich

- When Sid was at our show,
he stood right at the front

of the stage, and
was staring intensely

at us during our performance.

At first, he started making
these wild and goofy gestures

toward my guitarist/vocalist
Karen Winter.

He was waving his
hands and making faces,

and trying to get
inside of her head,

sort of throw her off her game.

As the concert progressed,
Sid took notice

of Skafish female
drum roadie, Tara.

He made his way to Tara.

He kept flirting with her,
and he kept pinching her.

Now Todd walked up to Sid,
politely, very politely,

asked him to just wait til
after the show was done

and then he could
flirt with Tara because

he and Tara were watching
the stage for us.

I observed from the stage
that's exactly what happened.

Tara later confirmed
it to me as well.

Todd was not aggressive,
macho, cavemanish,

that's my woman,
threatening, or intimidating

towards Sid Vicious
in any way whatsoever.

That's when Sid Vicious,
totally unprovoked

without any rhyme or
reason whatsoever,

took the beer bottle he
was holding in his hand

and smashed it over
Todd Smith's face.

Blood was everywhere,
glass was everywhere.

It was mayhem, it
turned into a brawl.

Reacting immediately to
this event, Jimmy Sanz,

my road manager and
singer for the legendary

Shadows of Knight,
rushed out from behind

the mixing board where
he was doing sound.

He punched Sid Vicious,
he grabbed him.

He strong-armed him,
and he dragged him

through the club, threw
him down the flight

of stairs that led
up to Harrah's.

- Whatever went down,
Sid ended up hitting him

and getting arrested again
for violation of parole

and for assault or whatever
and went back to jail.

* You study hard get
the top grades in class

* Miss Lander's pet 'cause
you never would sass

- Yeah, so we would go
visit at Rikers Island.

I can't imagine how they
treated him in there.

Like I know it wasn't good
and he wasn't really fond

of talking about it,
you know what I mean,

but it was not good.

* Not right with me

* I feel

But yeah, he's clean, comes out,

and we had been
planning some kind

of dinner thing.

You know, I came a little
bit after it started

because I was working
at the punk store

and Jerry from the Misfits,
you know, picked me up

and we went over there together,

so I would guess it was
probably at 7 o'clock at night

or something, but I know
that, I think Jerry Nolan

and different people
had been there.

Sid was really happy.

He was just being himself,

and there was no camera
and there was no audience,

and there was nothing, and
he was out of that place

and he was happy that he
was out of that place.

We were playing the Dolls album

and he was jumping
around and laughing

and, you know,
playing air guitar.

I always remember he
was wearing this shirt,

and everything just
seemed really great

and then there was
a knock on the door

and it was Peter and the friend.

- Just before
midnight, fashion photographer

Peter Gravelle, also
known as Kodick,

arrives with a known DJ to the
apartment on 63 Bank Street

with the purity of 80%,
according to the coroner's lab.

The heroin Gravelle
brings to the party

will prove to be
fatal for Sid Vicious.

- So he, you know,
stupidly just got high

the way he normally would.

It was really strong
dope evidently,

which he was told in advance,
which I guess could be

exciting, but you know ,

and he did too much, of course.

He was clean for five weeks

or whatever, and you
can't just do that.

And he OD'd and that
was just like, that was

my first experience with that.

Finally he wakes up

and it just became silent

and weird and you
know, he was all like,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

We all, after awhile, saw
that he was okay, we left.

And then in the middle of the
night we get a phone call,

and we went back,

and Sid was dead

- And you know,
more confessionally,

I suspect, that his mother,

thinking, all Sid had to
look forward to was the rest

of his life in the
American penal system

which wouldn't have
been very pretty.

She had been a smack
addict herself.

Had she known, she
would have known

that if she gave Sid his
usual dose, he would be,

after him being detoxified,
it would be a killer,

and I think it was this
sort of element of going,

"Let him go out like this now."

- Sid got up in the
middle of the night.

He wanted to get high again
and it had been a long time

and it's exciting to get high.

She gave him just
a little bit too,

and he probably just said,
"Fuck you, you give me it,"

you know, 'cause
that's what you do.

You know, she
didn't shoot him up

and she didn't kill him,

and she didn't, you know,

it's the last thing
that she wanted.

- I was devastated, I
was so sad, oh, my God,

'cause I thought, you know,
maybe now he'd make it.

You know, maybe he'd make it,

and then when I heard that, you
know, his Mom had been there

and it was a party and he
OD'd, I was just like...

- She actually got the
dope that Sid died on

that she got him high
and then he died.

I know his girlfriend
was very upset about it.

He seemed almost on a
new track without Nancy,

without, you know, Nancy
was a very depressed,

very angry, very suicidal
girl and to live with

that kind of a girlfriend
was really bringing Sid down.

When Nancy was gone, he
seemed to kind of open up

and blossom and
become a person again.

He wasn't as depressed
and he wasn't as angry.

He seemed to almost be ready
for a second chance in life.

And then his own mother bought
him the dope and he died,

and once he died,
the police kind of

basically dropped the case.

He was never convicted
of her murder,

but nobody ever pursued
it further than, you know,

when Sid was dead, it was
dropped and it was over

and they don't really care
who killed either one of them.

- So now Ann is staying with us

and we were fully embroiled
in everything that's happened.

The ceremony of which I
have no recollection of

other than sitting there and
just sort of looking around

at people I knew and
then everyone dispersed

and then we sort of decided

that we would have to put
Sid's ashes on Nancy's grave.

And we all drove very
far to Connecticut

or wherever it was, that,
Philadelphia, and you know,

we stayed at motels and
we stopped at truck stops.

We stopped at one truck stop

and they went to
the ladies' room,

and they were gonna look
in the ashes, and like,

somehow I got the ashes
open and, you know,

it's mostly hard, and I
remember kinda knocking on it.

Oh, man, and there was
some powder, just like,

I just saw this
Skafish interview

where he snorted
his father's ashes.

And the same thing, I was
just like, fuck it, ,

you know, we should snort his
ashes, you know what I mean?

And I did and I thought
we all agreed to,

but then no one else
did it.

So we got to this cemetery,
it's a massive snow storm.

It is just completely
insane, like,

I don't know how Ann just got
over the fence in the dark.

You know, just a flashlight
in the middle of the night

in a snowstorm,

just found the grave
somehow, I don't know.

And you know, moved the snow
off and got his ashes out

and got them on there

or whatever she
did, she went alone.

She wanted to go alone.

- She achieved a lot
because what she wanted,

at the end of the
day, she became famous

as a punk, you know,
Juliet, Romeo and Juliet.

And she would have
liked nothing more.

And so if I had to die at
20 to do it, it's okay.

I could hear her.

- I liked Nancy.

I think a lot of
Nancy's thing was

she was fighting tooth
and nail her whole life

for some kind of
recognition, for something

for people to like
her, to care about her.

I mean, people do not become
groupies and do what she does

because they don't
want you to like 'em.

They are looking for
someone to adore them.

She was a rough personality.

- But she burned down like
a candle, you know, quick.

She lived fast and
furious, and crazy.

- I think she was great,

but I felt bad for
him, really, honestly.

- He was a child when he died,
as much as he was a child

when he was a charming,
sort of like, the old kid,

who started pogoing
there at the 100 Club.

The only difference is
he had become, you know,

he had fallen into a really
sordid sort of milieu.

Sort of smack addicts and
sort of crummy hotels,

end up used when he
was crummy and horrid,

horrible and everything.

He was always tout, he became
the caricature of punk,

the avatar of punk
and everything.

And as such, he sort
of guaranteed himself
an immortality.

I think he'd probably be
quite happy with it, really,

you know, if there
is an afterlife,

and if Sid's up
there looking down

or down there
looking up, you know,

he's probably thinking,
"You know, that was me.

"You know, I was punk."

- Sid could have been a
superstar, I'm sure of it

because you know, you can
see it in his personality.

You know, that's fantastic,
but he fucked it up.

- Despite his personality,
he could came across

as a
lover, and he was,

there was something
attractive about him

and so you know, even today,

people remember Sid
more than anybody else.

- Sid was a character,
he was a personality.

He was charismatic.

How talented was he?

I'm not gonna sit here and
say he practiced playing

anything at home like
guitar or bass or anything.

He just, he was fueled

solely by his personality,

which carried a lot of
weight, it really did.

- Sid was a lovely character.

He was charming, he was
witty, he was funny.

The girls loved him.

It was sad that things
went in the way they did,

and then the girl that
loved him, rather perhaps

didn't love him, but the
girl he loved was Nancy.

Shoop!

That's it.

Pft!
- Cut!

* I've been livin' in the night

* Can't see the day that I left

* Heart beatin' faster

* Burnin' with lust

* I can't sit here

* Searchin' for you, I got it

* It's time to know,
I gotta scratch it

* Out in the streets

* It's down to you and me

* It's a jungle

* I'm on a fast track to hell

* A fast track to hell

* She came on a plane

* Felt a little insane

* Lookin' for some
fun and a cheap thrill

* With legs up to there
and lips that could kill

* She was third-degree
murder in high heels

* She's got the fever
like a hen needs a cock

* The girl is on fire,
she just wants to rock

* Livin' in the city
isn't very pretty

* It's a jungle

* I'm on a fast track to hell

* Runnin' wild in red stilettos

* Runnin' wild in red stilettos

* Runnin' wild in red stilettos

* Lookin' for my baby

* Runnin' wild in red stillettos

* That's the way the story goes

* Friends are
sayin' uh-oh, oh-no

* Lookin' for my baby

* Climbin' high and
climbin' low low

* Runnin' wild in red stilettos

* Headin' for the big, big bango

* Lookin' for my baby

* My baby, my baby

* Ooh, baby, baby

* I'm sorry for the
things that I said

* Ooh, baby, baby

* I need to feel your
arms around me in our bed

* Don't you know, darlin'

* Don't you realize

* That the only
ones who get there

* Are the ones who really try

* And I try, and
I try, and I try

* Runnin' wild in red stilettos

* Runnin' wild in red stilettos

* Crazy bitch, head to toe toe

* Think I found my baby

* Runnin' wild in red stilettos

* Kickin' off my red stilettos

* He ain't no boy

* Ain't no gutter toy

* He's in a rut

* With a subway slut

* Gasoline eyes
right in her face

* Is it love go in sane

* Gutter past but he ain't fast

* The kid eats glass

* On concrete grass

* Amphetamine eyes, video sleaze

* It is love, he on his knees

* Oh, he ain't no punk

* Oh, he's in a funk

* Oh, he ain't no punk

* Who cares if he gets drunk

* He smokes cigarettes

* All down to the butt

* He's got the DTs

* Always struttin' his stuff

* He ain't no

* He likes cocaine

* It ain't his fault

* He's been poisoned by pain

* He wants to be
Elvis or Iggy Pop