Snow White Page #3

I'm sorry, sweetie.

I'm in love.

OK, tell me, who is this guy?

What does he do? Where is he now?

I couldn't get Nico out of my head.

And it allowed me to

forget my real problems...

not only those of my band...

You spoilt him rotten! All his life.

What? It's my fault?

Yes, you and Paco and his sh*t music!

You're jealous because

he made it and you

you're not worth a thing...

Papa!

Paco!

What's up?

Why haven't you been in touch?

Nico, you're up.

Sandra... Go!

I've fallen in love.

Are you jealous?

Of this hip-hop boy?

Nico, are you nuts?

Nico! Come on!

Hey, Nico,

he's a musician.

He has a different woman in every city.

Nico, get a move on.

What? Are you in love with me?

For you women are equal

to bungee-jumping,

hang-gliding or coke.

You never complained about the coke.

Thanks, but I don't need it anymore.

Nico

Boris, we both knew

it wouldn't last forever.

Are you really this naive?

Rather naive than a cynical old bat

like you.

Get a move on!

You f***ing spoilt goldcoast chick!

A**hole!

Get the stuff you left at my place.

Yeah, tomorrow.

Nico!

Wanker!

Stop!

Hi! Nico

F*** you!

My love! I just wanted to tell you

that I just ditched a fashion show.

This superficial world made me sick.

You should have seen their faces!

I hope you are fine. I miss you!

Call me real soon! Hug! Bye!

Cheers...

This is not a come-on line, but

your performance ont the catwalk,

that was the best.

Totally punk!

Thanks.

Check out the April issue of "ID".

I'm a photographer and

I'm doing a fashion related project.

You would really fit into it.

Maxim

Nico

Hi, Nico

Like Vandalism.

What are you guys drinking?

Or should we first go...

Ah, who needs Boris!

Hello, Nico! It's Paco!

I just got your message.

What you did was great!

Thanks! Thanks!

That's so cool!

Hundreds of people waiting, come now!

I'm coming.

Wow, I'm so proud of you!

You've got to stand up

for your beliefs.

Don't care about what others think, OK?

Keep it up, I'll call you soon!

Kiss! Bye!

Know the feeling,

you give someone advice

and feel like you're

talking to yourself?

No. Come on.

Right now, while I speak,

they clash into one another,

like two stars.

Strike him with carriages of sickles

and mow down his opulent limbs.

My love! We adjure you.

He is following hard on you.

If your life is dear to you, then flee.

Do you like Paris?

Paris?

Love! Pretentious idiots...

why?

Oh sh*t, I have to go!

Are you coming?

Where? To Paris?

No, to the airport!

No, I prefer to stay here

with your scent.

Not bad. And not expensive.

I could play this on MTV immediately.

The clip's not bad.

And the lass, she does a good job.

So...

Listen, Paco.

You want to go your own way.

You're going to buy an apartment

in Paris, do your thing.

It's your problem.

But to leave us in the middle

of a tour,

you just can't do that.

You know we can't perform without you.

Should we go drink a coffee?

But what will you do afterwards?

Write a book? Poetry readings?

That's for old folks.

Listen.

Your rhymes are good, but without us

you're just a good voice,

but a voice without a beat is like...

a p*ssy without a decent haircut.

Leave it

People! I'm sticking to my decision.

I'm your man till the end of the tour.

After that I'm sorry,

I need some space to breathe.

I want these three months in writing.

Greg, I'm not going to miss you!

Take care of yourself.

We'll see you in Lyon?!

Yes, don't worry, I'm a big kid now.

My love!

How are you?

Fine. And you?

Good.

Where are you?

I'm in my new apartment.

Ah, right. Where's that?

In Paris.

What, with those pretentious idiots?

I don't believe you.

I swear!

Hold on... You don't believe me?

Excuse me, sir, please!

What's the name of this city?

Please, it's important.

Louder!

Much louder!

Paris!

Thanks. Well? Do you believe me now?

OK. So I'm coming.

Wait. I'm coming to Zurich again anyway

An appointment at the record company.

Ah, right, when?

I'll call you.

I love you.

Bye

No, not with Greg.

Sure, it's tough for me

to quit the band.

You have to be true

to yourself sometime.

And towards your best friends.

Being truthful...

I want to show you something...

Nico, what are we doing here?

You wanted to know where I live.

What! You're crazy!

No.

Of course!

So, who's this?

That's my father.

Look, this is me and my mother

in Saint Tropez.

Steelworkers earn a lot in Zurich!

Villa by the lake,

holidays in Saint Tropez...

So what does he do?

Bank consultant?

No, bank director?

Why are you doing this to me?

I don't know...

I wanted you to like me.

So who were those people we visited?

My best friend Wanda's parents.

Sh*t... great!

There we have it!

You're a proper rich kid!

Excuse me.

You just act without thinking

of others.

What about her parents?

Using them to back up your lies, right?

Well, did you give me a choice?

Your vision of the world is so fixed!

Here the good, there the bad.

How old are you, Paco? 31? 33?

This is a view you have with 16!

Not 31!

Because being 16 means

being rebellious!

In your case, when you're 20,

then what?

Take your daddy's big car,

show it off as if it was your own?

Wait...

did I ever have a choice?

I was born here!

Sh*t... honestly!

Do you think you're superior to me,

simply because you grew up poor?

Stop right there!

I learnt to respect others!

What? Respect?

Exactly.

Respect?!

Of course!

I'm honest with you and you talk to me

about respect!

Then get lost!

Go back to your shitty neighborhood!

F*** off!

Daddy's girl... F***...

playing with people

just like with money.

Sh*t, why did she lie to me?

After all...

another sh*t love story...

Hello, beautiful.

Bobby. How's it going?

Come with me.

What's up?

You owe me 30,000 Francs.

30,000 francs, for what?

Excuse me,

but this is strictly business.

You and your buddies snort

for 500 Francs every weekend,

you're always inviting everyone and

during the week, the same amount again

When did you meet Boris?

Come on Bobby, stop this!

Last year, 16th of September,

DJ Free ride was playing,

remember?

So?

You were a worthwhile investment

and Boris was your triple-A guarantee.

First class waranty.

But your rating has mightily dropped.

So it's simple:

Raise the 30,000

and bring them to good old Bobby.

Tomorrow!

That's a good girl.

Nico, how are you?

Sh*t!

Are you stressed or what?

What happened to Bobby?

Hey, calm down! It's nothing personal.

What do you mean, not personal?

He hit me.

Hey, look, that's business between you

and Bobby. It's nothing to do with me

Are you nuts? What's this, Boris?

Explain.

I've got nothing to explain.

Like you said,

I'm just a cynical old bat.

Stupid c*nt!

Gentlemen,

we'll take a small break now.

30,000 francs?

For what does your theatre

need 30,000?

You should read up less

in the financial,

more in the cultural sections.

You've no idea how many funds

are cut in culture!

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