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SEX PISTOLS vs. BILL GRUNDY 'TODAY'
1st December 1976 6.15pm THE INTERVIEW GRUNDY: (To camera) They are punk rockers. The new craze, they tell me. Their heroes? Not the nice, clean Rolling Stones... you see they are as drunk as I am... they are clean by comparison. They're a group called the Sex Pistols, and I am surrounded by all of them... JONES: (Reading the autocue) In action! GRUNDY: Just let us see the Sex Pistols in action. Come on kids... [Film of the Sex Pistols live is shown. Then the camera returns to Grundy.] GRUNDY: I am told that that group (hits his knee with sheaf of papers) have received forty thousand pounds from a record company. Doesn't that seem, er, to be slightly opposed to their anti-materialistic view of life? MATLOCK: No, the more the merrier. GRUNDY: Really? (The band and the group of fans stood behind begin waving arms around, and passing cups of coffee back and forth) MATLOCK: Oh yeah. GRUNDY: Well tell me more then. JONES: We've fuckin' spent it, ain't we? GRUNDY: I don't know, have you? MATLOCK: Yeah, it's all gone. GRUNDY: Really? MATLOCK: Down the boozer. GRUNDY: Really? Good Lord! Now I want to know one thing... MATLOCK: What? GRUNDY: Are you serious or are you just making me, trying to make me laugh? MATLOCK: No, it's all gone. Gone. GRUNDY: Really? MATLOCK: Yeah. GRUNDY: No, but I mean about what you're doing. MATLOCK: Oh yeah. GRUNDY: You are serious? MATLOCK: Mmm. GRUNDY: Beethoven, Mozart, Bach and Brahms have all died... ROTTEN: They're all heroes of ours, ain't they? GRUNDY: Really... what? What were you saying, sir? ROTTEN: They're wonderful people. GRUNDY: Are they? ROTTEN: Oh yes! They really turn us on. JONES: But they're dead! GRUNDY: Well suppose they turn other people on? ROTTEN: (Under his breath) That's just their tough shit. GRUNDY: It's what? ROTTEN: Nothing. A rude word. Next question. GRUNDY: No, no, what was the rude word? ROTTEN: Shit. GRUNDY: Was it really? Good heavens, you frighten me to death. ROTTEN Oh alright, Siegfried... GRUNDY: (Turning to Siouxsie and friends) What about you girls behind? MATLOCK: He's like yer dad, inni he, this geezer? GRUNDY: Are you, er... MATLOCK: Or your granddad. GRUNDY: (to Siouxsie Sioux) Are you worried, or are you just enjoying yourself? SIOUX: Enjoying myself. GRUNDY: Are you? SIOUX: Yeah. GRUNDY: Ah, that's what I thought you were doing. SIOUX: I always wanted to meet you. GRUNDY: Did you really? SIOUX: Yeah. GRUNDY: We'll meet afterwards, shall we? (Sioux does a camp pout) JONES: You dirty sod. You dirty old man! GRUNDY: Well keep going, chief, keep going. Go on, you've got another five seconds. Say something outrageous.
JONES: You dirty bastard! GRUNDY: Go on, again. JONES: You dirty fucker! (Laughter from the group) GRUNDY: What a clever boy! JONES: What a fucking rotter. GRUNDY: Well, that's it for tonight. The other rocker Eamonn, and I'm saying nothing else about him, will be back tomorrow. I'll be seeing you soon, I hope I'm not seeing you [the band] again. From me, though, goodnight.
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