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Interview with Sid and Nancy,
Pindock Mews,
London, February 1978
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Filmed
by Lech Kowalski for his 1980 Sex Pistols/ punk documentary D.O.A, this
interview took place in February 1978 at Sid and Nancy's Pindock Mews home
shortly after the Sex Pistols arrived back to London from their ill-fated
US tour. Johnny Rotten had just left the band, the Pistols were no more,
and Sid's heroin abuse was worse than ever. Nancy was only a few weeks
short of her twentieth birthday when the footage for the interview was
filmed: within a year both her and Sid were dead.
Click here to read more of this interview from PUNK magazine
.jpg) Nancy
Oh Sid, please wake up. Talk! Because what you're saying is
like, totally unintelligible, and you can’t understand you. And we
called them so that means it’s a waste of his time, so let’s give him
a good interview.
Sid
Well, do you know what I mean?
Nancy
Do I know what you mean? About why you called it a day? Yeah, I know
what you mean. Everybody was for Sid, I mean, Sid was like, I don’t
know if you saw any of the gigs but Sid was like, really shining out,
and John was being like, nothing, you know he just wasn't giving it
any more, he just wasn’t, and he wasn’t shaping up. He was looking
awful, the way he was dressing, the way he looked, looked horrible, he
wouldn’t listen to anybody and like, you know, I mean, Sid tried to
talk to him time and time and time again…
Nancy trails off, losing interest in what she was saying. She looks
around, bored. Sid is asleep, Nancy spreads her legs and thrusts her
crotch at camera.
Nancy (sarcastic)
Shall we kiss for you? (she blows a kiss to the camera)
Sid drifts momentarily into consciousness, tries to take a drink of
scotch, gives up, it’s too much effort. Starts hopelessly looking
round for something on the bed.
Nancy (to Sid)
We'll go to sleep later on. What are you looking for?
Sid (mumbling)
It’s okay...um, yeah so like, the only two people that I can think of…
(his mumbles become unintelligible, then fade away altogether, and
his head drops and he starts to snore)
Nancy (reproaching him)
Sid! Sid, He's not interviewing me, please try and wake up. Do
you want me to make you a cup of coffee?
Sid
Where's my scotch? Yeah, could you?
Nancy
Yes, I'll make you a cup of coffee, but will you try and fucking wake
up, please?
Nancy stands up and walks out of shot
Sid
Yeah, okay!
Nancy (getting a cigarette)
Because we gave him an interview, we want to give him a good
interview.
Sid
Yeah, I'll do it…
Nancy
You're not talking intelligibly, you're falling asleep with your
sunglasses on, Wake the fuck up!
As soon as Nancy shuts up Sid is asleep again.
Nancy (in a hushed voice off camera while Sid is fast
asleep)
He's been very...It’s hard for him to talk, I'm trying to get him to
wake up and talk to you. I’ve been taking care of him, feeding him
good food.
Nancy (to Sid)
Will you wake up...please?
Nancy starts spraying an asthma inhaler in Sid's mouth. Sid, barely
conscious, tries to inhale)
 Nancy
Just wake up!
Sid
Yeah okay, I’ll wake up. Right, now what's the next question?
Nancy
He ain’t gonna drop dead, take it from me. He's just fucked up, I mean
he's been sick for three months that he's been on the road, the whole
time, I mean look at that poster up there, he's yellow on that poster,
you can see it, can't you?
Nancy (screeching)
Sid! What are you...
Sid
You got the ashtray?
Nancy
Yeah, you put the cigarette on the bed!
Nancy starts adjusting the tight black rubber T-shirt she is
wearing, she is clearly hot and uncomfortable.
Nancy
...I told him, I said "watch, you watch, the first thing he's gonna
say is ‘what am I doing here’". And like the band have so many
problems at the moment, and that's like the first thing he said. Fuck.
Sweat…
Sid
Stand up, I'll help you take it off.
Nancy
Excuse us a second. You'll just have to bear with us. I hope you're
not really mad.
They lift up the T-shirt, revealing Nancy’s tits
Nancy (realising)
I don’t have anything on under it!
Nancy goes to the closet
Nancy (sarcastically)
An interview with Sid and Nancy, Sid and Nancy at home.
Nancy puts on a bra
Nancy
God, I'm sweating… I've been with Sid ever since the first day I ever
got to England. We're partners in crime. We have good fun, we help
each other out.
Sid is asleep and snoring again, Nancy looks at him, helplessly.
Nancy (trying to keep the conversation going) Like, Sid
would have died 15 deaths if I hadn't been around That's just the way
he is.
Nancy gestures to something at the side of the bed
Nancy
This is what he does when he's not with me.
Sid has woken up and they kiss messily, with tongues
Nancy
It’s shit when people say he can't play, because he can. He learned
all the Pistols songs in two weeks, and it just made him want to work
all the more.
Sid (to Kowalski, who is off camera)
Hey, do you want to make a pornographic movie? Give us a hundred
pounds.
Nancy (amused)
Oh stop! We made one for Sex Pistols Number Three in Huddersfield. It
was great fun, on a dirty floor with a Never Mind the Bollocks poster
under us.
.jpg) Kowalski
What were you doing, screwing?
Nancy
It was great fun, being dominant and submissive, Sid licking my
feet…Oh no! Sid!
Sid (waking up fast, panicking)
What?
Nancy (looking at her tights)
It's not even on the seam either!
Kowalski
Despite all the hassle, what was it that the Sex Pistols were trying
to do, really kick the establishment up the arse?
Sid is wearing sunglasses, and smoking a cigarette, giving the
impression that he is awake. Suddenly he snores loudly.
Kowalski
Sid?
Nancy (jumping as Sid burns her with a cigarette)
Oww! Sid, damn you!
Sid
Yeah? I'm sorry, I can't help it.
Nancy
That’s the eighth time. You've stubbed cigarettes on me, you've
spilled coffee on me, you've spilled orange juice on me…
Sid
I'm just so tired and worn out. What's the next question? What was
that question?
Nancy (really pissed off)
DON’T DROP IT ON ME AGAIN!
Sid
What was the question?
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