Ozzy: No Escape from Now

Ozzy!

Are we doing it now or what? I'm falling over, Boo.

I just got off a plane.

You slept. I haven't slept since...

Well, I didn't sleep. My eyes were closed.

You snore when you pretend to sleep, you know?

I've got to make some food. I'm starving.

We should start off with things I can eat,

rather than what I can't eat,

which isn't a great deal.

Bland food, no fried food,

no greasy food, no fatty food,

no dairy products, no ice cream,

no fucking sugar stuff.

- No cakes. -

It's stuff that so many people have to do.

But I don't like it. Where are the good old days?

They've fucking gone, mate.

And what did you used to eat in the good old days?

Booze. And I'm still here!

You can have lovely fresh vegetables.

Yes, and...

And you can eat baked potatoes, boiled potatoes.

- Yeah. - You can have any kind of fish.

- Yeah. - And you can have chicken.

- Yeah. - And turkey.

And that's it.

You can have some pasta. Sure.

And...

You can have olive oil.

Oh, fucking great,

I'll have a pint of olive oil

and a fucking turkey sandwich to go, please.

Do you want to go through this schedule?

Yeah, all right.

- Do you mind? - No, no, sure.

We're not doing too many,

but in between everything that's going on,

- you're gonna be doing phoners. - Okay.

For interviews. Like you're doing Masahito in Japan.

- Yeah, okay. - All right?

You know, that's with a translator.

- What? Yeah, yeah. - With a translator.

And you're gonna be doing a lot for Germany, Australia.

You're going to be doing The Observer in England.

You're gonna be doing Rolling Stone,

then you're gonna be doing a commercial.

- What? - A commercial.

- Yeah, okay. - All right?

And then People magazine

are going to spend a couple of days with you.

- Okay. - All right?

- Yep. - Okay.

- Are you all right about it? - Yeah, yeah.

Okay. All right, and I wanted to show you these too. Hold on.

You keep telling me it's...

I can't... You haven't seen it.

You're testy today, Ozzy. Very testy.

What's up? What's up?

Nothing, Shaz, nothing. Are we done now?

Do you want to know about everything

- or is this enough for today? - That's enough.

Okay. All right then.

He'll wake up one day and he's really up,

and he's walking great and everything is fine

and he's up mentally, and then, boom,

the next day he's like down and doesn't want to talk,

says he's having trouble walking and down.

But for me, it's not that he has trouble walking now.

He's just depressed. He's so depressed.

Part of it is like massive depression.

He's on-- Can you believe this, what he's doing now?

He does it on purpose. He knows.

He's just being a prick.

So, I mean, look, he has gone through hell and back.

He's gone through so much pain with these operations.

And, you know, I think to myself, "My God."

When you're still capable of performing,

and something takes that away from you

and that excitement of going on stage and the travel,

and you've had that year after year after year

and then it's gone, it's like you wake up.

It's like he woke up and he was a different guy

because that whole part of his life's just gone. You know?

In this shockingly evil crime,

- the search for the bodies... - He's-- Look at him.

...discovered buried in undergrowth

and have been there for many years.

- - Attributed to the convicted...

- - ...a gruesome mass murder...

Oh, it won't be anything fun he's listening to.

He will either watch murderers,

okay, World War II or Vietnam.

That's the kind of array. So that doesn't make you happy.

If you wake up

and you look at the Holocaust at 8:00 in the morning,

it kind of sets the tone for the day.

Don't forget the Ronnie James Dio interviews.

The Ronnie James Dio interviews,

and it's like, "Why are you watching Ronnie?"

And he goes, "Ah, I feel sorry for him

and I feel terrible and I never really..."

'Cause he never really listened to any of those records at all

and he never-- he never knew Ronnie, you know.

The first time he met him,

I think, was when he tried to stab him at the Rainbow.

So that was...

With a fork.

It wasn't a knife. It was a fork.

So he never really knew the guy and never knew his music

and so he feels really bad.

So, he watches Ronnie James Dio's interviews,

and I'm like, "What the fuck are you doing?"

- Is he dreaming? -

Look, he's dreaming. Bless him.

- What's happening? - Ozzy. Ozzy.

- You're speaking in your sleep. - What?

- You're... - Too loud?

No, no, no, it's not too loud.

You're speaking in your sleep. You're having a chat.

What?

It's okay, darling. It's okay.

- What? - It's not too loud.

You're fine.

Ozzy! Ozzy! Ozzy!

Are you ready?

Let me hear the people in the very back!

Now let me hear the people at the side!

Can I have a cushion behind my back?

- Okay, there we go. - Second six.

Yeah, 'cause I'll sink into this.

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Ozzy take one.

He got a staph infection in his neck.

And then later on in the tour,

he got one on his thumb.

They put him in hospital. He was on an antibiotic drip.

And his immune system was so flawed, we canceled the dates.

And then we were trying to re-route the tour

to make up those dates that he missed.

And then on February 2nd, Ozzy fell.

And that was it.

I went to the bathroom and I kind of,

I didn't put the light on, it was pitch black.

I thought, "Oh, the bed's there," but the bed was there.

I went smack.

I don't know if you've ever tripped

and your hands hit the floor

and your head hits the floor

and you instinctively know you've done fucking damage.

I heard the thud of his body

and his head hitting that floor,

and was just like, "Oh, God."

I always stay in the position and check myself out,

see if there's anything trickling

down the back of my neck or anything.

And I lay there and I say,

"Sharon, please call an ambulance.

I think I've fucked my neck up."

It was the middle of the night and I get a phone call saying

that he's been rushed to the hospital.

It was a bad fall and they don't know what--

You know, he's hurt his neck.

He was in great distress

and in a lot of-- a lot of pain

and I think obviously very afraid.

I can't imagine many people

are used to seeing their parents like that.

I think it was like a Friday or Saturday night.

It was like a fucking war zone

and people were holding towels

with blood coming out their heads.

It was pandemonium

and Sharon was fucking screaming at people.

He was in the midst of all of that,

which was quite shocking

'cause he's had many accidents that I've witnessed.

But you could tell this one was not one

he was necessarily going to get away with in the same way.

He eventually got seen. They took an X-ray.

And they said, "We can see bruising,

but he's fine, go home."

Next day, he couldn't move his arms.

We went to another hospital.

They did another scan, like a proper MRI,

and they found that he'd broken his fucking neck.

And it's just insane to me

that they let him out of the first hospital anyway.

And that was it. The surgeon said,

"If he doesn't have this operation, if he falls again,

he'll be a paraplegic."

He told me that after I had that fall,

the channel where my spinal cord goes down had squashed it.

So I thought, "Fuck this."

Had the surgery, woke up completely fucked.

To be honest, I thought,

"What the fuck have they done to me?"

'Cause I never thought the surgeon could do wrong.

Going into surgery, I was there and he was laughing.

He was in his hospital bed,