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[as Sid storms out] Nancy: What about the farewell drugs? [Nancy storms out of their flat in Sid's mother's clothes, tshirts then sees herself reflected in a window] Nancy: AAGGHH! I look like fuckin' Stevie Nicks in hippie clothes! Sid: How do you spell "holiday"? John: S-H-I-T. Nancy: I don't think that Johnny likes me. Sid: He doesn't like anybody. He's a fool. Nancy: You like me, don't you? Nancy: tshirts If I asked you to kill me, tshirts would you? Sid: I don't know. How would I do it? I couldn't live without ya. Nancy: I'll never look like Barbie. Barbie doesn't have bruises. [getting off the phone with her parents] Nancy: I fucking hate them! I fucking hate them! Ass! Ow! Fucking motherfuckers! They wouldn't send us any money! They said we'd spend it on DRUGS! Sid: We would! Nancy: Boring, Sidney, Boring! John: Go on, Sidney. Spray the beast. Nancy: I hate my fuckin' life.
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