Joan Jett: Your family? Who? I mean your mother in Indonisa au your drunked up dad. Are we not your fucked up family now?
Joan Jett: No, man, I like 'Airplane' better. 'Jefferon Starship' sounds like a fucking Disney ride au something.
Cherie Currie: My mother's gonna kill me. She's gonna take a gun and kill me. Don't wewe guys have any kind of curfew?
Joan Jett: Nah, my dad split. He was the strict one.
Cherie Currie: Yeah? Mine left, too. Well, he didn't really leave, ah, he was kicked out and replaced.
Joan Jett: Do wewe take the garbage out now?
Cherie Currie: Yeah. Well, me and my sister.
Joan Jett: Yeah, me too.
Joan Jett: hujambo kid, wake up, we got some bad news.
Cherie Currie: [tired] What?
Joan Jett: Fuckin' Kim, man. He snaked us.
Cherie Currie: What?
Joan Jett: Remember how he was all, wewe gotta pay your dues, that's how we're gonna get a record deal, blah-fucking-blah? Well he was right.
Joan Jett: [pause]
Joan Jett: We fucking did it!
Cherie Currie: What?
Joan Jett: That Frankenstein-looking, crazy motherfucker did it! Mercury fucking Records! Mercury fucking Records!
Cherie Currie: We got signed?
Joan Jett: Yep! We're going to Hollywood in like an hour, we're gonna tell the rest of the girls. Get your LITTLE punda ready!
Joan Jett: What the hell are wewe wearing?
Cherie Currie: I'm thinking with my cock.
Joan Jett: Boner, man.
Cherie Currie: I think I'm gonna wear it.
Joan Jett: Where? To the strip club?
Joan Jett: There's an all-girl rock band in Korea now.
Cherie Currie: Yeah?
Joan Jett: Yeah, the singer thinks she's you. They're shit.
Cherie Currie: Did Marie call?
Cherie Currie: I think I just need a break... From the band.
Joan Jett: If wewe haven't noticed, Cherie, we're in the middle of cutting a record.
Cherie Currie: I just gotta spend time with my family, wewe know?
Joan Jett: Who? Youre mom in Indonesia? Your drunk dad? Are we not your fucked up family now?
Cherie Currie: I can't do this anymore. I need my life back.
Joan Jett: This is my life.
