All language subtitles for Mrs.Biggs.S01E04.1080p.WEB-DL.DD+2.0.H.264-SbR_track3_[eng]

[ Count Basie Orchestra´s
"Hang on Sloopy" plays ]

Will you open the gate for me?

[ Crying ]

RON:
Come on, Charm.

It´s just the people
staying in the guesthouse

and a few friends
of Annie´s.

-Go if you want to.
-Are you coming too?

We have
three small children, Ron,

in case
it´s escaped your notice.

She said
that we could bring ´em.

I´m not taking my baby
to a party.

Jeez, Charm.

You keep so isolated
from everyone.

I mean, it´s nice to mix with
other people occasionally.

Twiz, mate, let go a minute.

Look, we´re still allowed to
have some fun, you know?

So you can´t have fun here
with your family?

You´re just being stupid!

[ Gilberto/de Moraes´
"The Girl From Ipanema" plays ]

♫ Olha que coisa mais linda ♫

♫ Mais cheia de graça ♫

♫ É ela a menina
que vem e que passa ♫

♫ Num doce balanço
a caminho do mar ♫

[ Indistinct talking, laughter ]

-ANNIE: Terry!
-Annie!

Mwah!

Glad you could make it.
Where´s Sharon?

Oh, she decided to stay at home
with the kids.

Ah, well, never mind.
Have some grog.

Lovely.

This is Chrissie,
my lovely daughter.

Hi.

ANNIE: This is Sheree,
a friend of ours.

Sheree, this is Terry,
my business partner.

Pleased to meet you, Terry.

Enchanté.
The pleasure´s mine.

[ Laughs ]
What a charmer!

It is the east, and you, Sheree,
are the sun.

All right, okay, enough of
the Rudolph Valentino.

-It´s Shakespeare, actually.
-Oh. [ Laughs ]

What a treat
to hear a cultured accent.

Well, I haven´t heard it
called that before,

but I´ll gladly accept
the compliment.

Cheers.

Cheers.

[ Billy Thorpe and the Aztecs´
"Over the Rainbow" playing ]

SHEREE: They say all men
kill the things they love.

He´s trying to do it
right in front of our eyes.

"The Ballad of Reading Gaol."
I´m impressed.

One of my favorites.

You´re a sweet guy.

-You know that?
-And you´re a sweet girl.

What is it that you said
you did for a living?

Well, I could bullshit you,
but the truth is...

...I´m a carpenter.

-Really?
-Nothing wrong with carpenters.

I think you´ll find
Jesus´ old man was one.

[ Both laugh ]

When you look at me like that,
it´s just...

You have something about you,
is all.

Yeah, what is it about you,
Terry?

-Hi, Sam.
-You´re a man of many mysteries.

Like those scars
behind both your ears.

I´ve never seen them before.

They´re both exactly the same.
How´d you get ´em?

I, um, had an accident.

Yeah, I fell through a skylight
on a property I was renovating.

Hurt like fuck
for ages afterwards.

I just find it so odd
that you came out here

without knowing anyone.

No family, no friends.

[ Laughs ]
Stop being so nosy, Sam.

No, no, it´s okay.

I wanted a better life
for my children.

Better than I could give them
back home.

That´s why I came here.

[ Both laughing ]

It´s true.

Uh, so, this has, um, been...

You know, you don´t have to go.

You can come back to my place
if you want to.

Look, I´d love to, Sheree,
but, um...

But you´re not going to.

I´ll see you around, Terry.

[ Sighs ]

Bloody idiot.

"Yeah, you can come back
to my place if you want."

What is wrong with you?
Fuck.

[ Door opens ]

[ Sighs ]

Oh, Jesus!
You made me jump.

Why are you still up?

Look, I´m sorry.

I´m an idiot.
I know I am.

Look, I just needed to
let off some steam.

You know, sometimes this whole
situation just gets me down.

What´s the matter, love?

You don´t look any different.

Surgery hasn´t changed
your appearance enough.

No, come on. Nobody will
connect me with this.

Nobody?

You´re absolutely certain
there´s nobody

we know around here who isn´t
the tiniest bit suspicious

about you and who you are?

Sam.
Annie´s son-in-law.

He´s been on my back
ever since I´ve got here,

always asking questions.

Tonight he was asking me
about my scars.

We´ve got to move.

No, but we´ll lose everything.

The money we´ve spent
on this house,

the money we´ve spent
on the guesthouse.

We´ll be stony broke.

And we can´t uproot the boys,
not again.

[ Slow piano music plays ]

Go on with dad.

Whee!

♫ This is the house
that Jack built, y´all ♫

♫ Remember this house ♫

♫ This was the land
that he worked by hand ♫

♫ It was the dream
of an upright man ♫

♫ There was a room
that was filled with love ♫

♫ It was a love
that I was proud of ♫

♫ This was a life of a love
that he planned on the love ♫

♫ The same old love
in the house that Jack built ♫

-♫ The house that Jack built ♫
-♫ Remember this house ♫

Oh, I wish I could use my brain
a bit more sometimes.

I won a place at university.

How did I end up in a laundry?

Well, some of us manage
to escape every now and then.

Pauline´s going traveling
´round Europe.

She´s been saving up for ages.

Flying into London next month.

Where´s your family from,
Sharon?

Are they in London?

Surrey.
It´s pretty near.

Why don´t you get Pauline
to go ´round and say hello?

No, no, I´m...
I´m not very close to them.

We don´t really stay in touch.

-MAN: Cheers, Tel.
-RON: Lovely.

See you tomorrow, mate.

[ Horn honks ]

They called me
into the site office

and told me there and then.

I´m the new foreman.

Ha!
That´s wonderful, darling.

They said I was a good worker
and straight as a die.

Here, but do you know
what the best bit was?

They said they had faith in me.

-Here you go, Dad.
-Thank you, Twiz.

Pop it back in the bathroom
for me.

Elsie next door said
she´d have the boys on Saturday.

We could go out and celebrate.
Go out for a meal or something.

What, this Saturday?

Eric and Julie Flower
have invited us

down to Adelaide for a party.

Eric?

I didn´t know you were
still in touch with him.

I´ve only rung him
from payphones.

I just wanted to make sure the
heat had died down in Adelaide.

I´m not sure
we should go back there.

I thought
we´d made a clean break.

Oh, come on.
It´ll be a laugh.

Nothing came of my mug being
in Women´s Weekly, did it?

Eric says it´s been all quiet.

[ Laughter ]

ERIC:
You´re still ugly, then.

RON: Oh, and you´re Paul Newman,
are you?

-Give us a squeeze!
-How are you, mate?

Doesn´t time fly by so quickly?

Look at this little one!

Here he is.
Hello, Biggsy!

Ronnie B.
How are you, mate?

These are a couple of pals
of mine out here visiting, Ron.

Sorry, mate,
I forgot to tell you.

This is Lenny.

-Hello, mate.
-Hello.

Bet there´s
a couple of Old Bill

wouldn´t mind standing where
I am right now, eh, Biggsy?

Yeah.
Hello, mate.

Why are they calling Dad
by his real name?

Will he get arrested?

No, darling.
They´re just being silly.

So, how you doing, pal?

Oh, you know, it´s a tough life
on the run.

[ Laughter ]

I wish you´d told us
there´d be other people here.

Well, it´s a party.

You know what I mean.

The fewer people that know,
the better.

Why can´t you
just enjoy yourself? Eh?

For one night.

Come on, now, boys.
Smile.

[ Indistinct talking ]

He had two bloodshot eyes.

You haven´t seen
anything like it.

[ Laughter ]

LENNY:
What you done, though, yeah,

like the robbery and escaping

and having it on your toes
out here...

-Yes?
-You´re a legend, mate.

-Here´s to you.
-Fair play.

Thank you, Lenny.

To Ronnie.

-To Ronnie!
-To Ronnie!

-RON: To me!
-[ Laughter ]

Terry? Terry?

I think
we should be making a move now.

The boys are very tired.

Don´t be silly.
I´m enjoying myself.

-Who the fuck´s Terry?
-[ Laughter ]

Go on, Tel!

RON: So what you lot
out here for anyway, eh?

Can´t be a holiday.
You´ve got to be up to no good.

They, uh, come into
a bit of money back home.

Ah.

Want to get into the long
distance lorry-driving game,

don´t you, Lenny?

Some of them loads
is worth fortunes.

They´re driving through
the middle of nowhere.

Anything could happen to them.

Absolutely anything!

-[ Laughter ]
-Anything at all!

ERIC: Don´t leave it so long
next time.

-JULIE: See you, Ronnie.
-Bye, Julie.

Drive safe.

We´re never coming back here.
Never again.

Don´t worry about it.
Eric said they were good blokes.

Oh, and he´d know, would he?

They know the score.
They´re not gonna say anything.

And I never told them
where we were living.

I don´t care if we are lonely
on our own in Melbourne.

-We´re not coming back here.
-Turn it in, Charm.

[ Groans ]
Don´t drive too fast.

-[ Engine revs ]
-Jesus!

Calm down.
Calm down.

[ Mail door clatters ]

BERNARD:
Was that the post?

MURIEL:
Uh, yes, dear.

Would you like another cup
of tea before you go?

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

TWIZ:
I forgot my stickers.

No, not now, Twiz.
Come on, we´re late.

Good boy.

Hi, Craig.

-Thanks for taking them.
-No problem.

Hi, Alison.

-Terry, you want a lift too?
-No, thanks, mate.

Being picked up
at the bottom of the road.

Thanks, anyway.

No worries.
See you later, then.

MAN:
Finish it quickly.

[ Glass breaking ]

-[ Men groaning ]
-Oh, well done.

MAN: Look what you´ve done,
you Pommy idiot.

You were all the way over there.
Go back to your own job.

That was quite the smash.

[ Indistinct talking ]

I´ll find my own broom, thanks.

Talk to Hugh. He´ll tell you
what really happened.

What the bloody hell
are you playing at?!

-Jesus, I don´t believe it!
-[ Laughs ]

What you doing here?

-Emigrated out here, ain´t I?
-You´re joking?

Well, me and the missus

didn´t have much going for us
back home,

so thought we´d give it a go.

-My friend!
-Mike!

RON:
An-n-n-d open them!

[ Laughs, claps hands ]

He was working
out at the airport,

and we bumped into each other
by chance.

What are the odds on that?

Aren´t you gonna say anything?

I don´t know what to say.

It´s been a long time.

Just ignore her.
She´ll come ´round.

Come on.
Let´s have some grog.

[ Sighs ]
I´m sorry, Mike.

Seeing people from back home
isn´t always a good thing.

I´ve got to hand it to you.

You´ve built a nice life
for yourself out here.

Well, it hasn´t been easy.
We can never totally relax.

Well, she can´t.

How long´s it been since
we was tearing ´round Dorset

with the police after us?

Uh, nearly 12 years.

Credit where it´s due.

I didn´t think you´d last
five minutes together.

Biggsy and his bit
of posh crumpet.

[ Laughter ]

You must bring the family
´round soon.

We´ll have
a good old knees-up, eh?

Sure.
We´d love to.

So, Lenny, you´ve been
having money sent out here.

Your bank tipped us off.

Regular payments.
500, 1,000 bucks.

Where´s it coming from?

´Cause, you see...

...we contacted Scotland Yard
about you,

and they´re very keen
to speak to you

about an armed robbery
in London.

That´s before
we even come to the question

of what you´re doing out here.

We found maps, details of
major freight routes,

details of haulage companies.

We got timetables.

I reckon there´s enough there
to charge you

with conspiracy right now.

Add it all up, you´re in the
middle of a shit sandwich, mate.

Now, I can help you...

...but you got to help me.

I can´t say nothing.

The others´d slit my throat.

Well, you got to
give me something, Lenny.

That´s the way it works.

MAN ON TV:
...conflict in Vietnam.

Questions remain as to whether
Prime Minister Gorton...

Come on, Twiz, eat your carrot.

Oh, you won´t be able
to see in the dark, mm?

Daddy can see in the dark,
Nicky can see in the dark.

Daddy!

...is believed to be living
in Australia

and working as a carpenter.

Biggs was part of the gang
that stole £2.6 million

from a British Royal Mail train
in August 1963.

Police are conducting
house-to-house searches

in every major city
in every state in the country

and are appealing to anyone
who might have seen Biggs

to come forward.

Labor Party leader
Gough Whitlam has renewed...

CHARMIAN: Come on, boys.
Bed.

But it´s not late.

I´ll come
and tuck you in.

...to focus on the economy
and industry

rather than keeping the country
mired in its colonial past.

With just over a week to go
to the federal elections...

That´s it.

[ Sniffles ]

-Time´s up.
-No, love.

No, I just can´t stand it
anymore, Charm.

Four years
I´ve been running.

I´m tired.

I thought we´d found
peace and quiet here,

but I´ll never find it.

You were right.

We stole too much.

Let´s wait
until the boys are asleep.

Then I´ll give myself up.

It´ll be easier on them
that way.

No!

We´ve come too far
to just give up now.

We haven´t got the money
for another escape.

There´s five of us.

We can hardly travel light,
can we?

Well, then go without us.

I don´t care if we´re apart
for a year, five years.

I wouldn´t mind

as long as I know
you´re not rotting away

in some stinking prison with no
chance of ever escaping again.

As long as you´re free,

we still have some hope we can
be together again one day.

That´s worth fighting for.

Those boys don´t want to see you
again in 30 years´ time,

some old bloke
they don´t even recognize.

They want their dad.

Please don´t give up!

[ Sobs ]

I´ll be back
before they wake up.

With my wages from yesterday,
that´s 600 bucks.

Won´t last long.

Could it have been that photo
you sent to your mum?

Is that how they found me?

No, I got Pauline at work
to post it in England.

It would´ve had
an English postmark.

Where do you want to go, love?

-The airport?
-I can stay in a motel.

I just need time
to think things through.

[ Sighs ]

You´re up early, Nickpops.

I´m worried about Dad.

Come here.

Sit down.

Listen, darling,
I need to tell you something.

Daddy´s had to go away

because the police discovered
where we live.

And we don´t want him to go
to prison again, now, do we?

But he loves us very much.

And it might not be for a while,
but we will see him again.

Will we have to run away too?

No.

No, darling,
we´re gonna stay here.

I need you
to go to school today

and pretend
like nothing happened.

Can you do that?

Good boy.
[ Sniffles ]

Come here, Twiz.
Stay with me.

I can pick them up later
if you want.

I´m gonna drop Lindy
at her mum´s,

so I can pick them up
on the way back.

Oh, that´d be great
if you could, Craig.

-Thank you so much.
-No problem.

-Hi, Lindy.
-Hi, Sharon.

We must have that get-together
we´ve been talking about.

That´s right. Just let us know
when you and Terry are free.

I will.
Yeah, thanks again.

[ Engine starts ]

Hello?

Room 112, please.

Hello, Ron?
It´s me.

I´m going crazy.

I keep thinking any moment

there´ll be a knock on the door
and that´s it.

It´s been all quiet my end.

I went out for some bread. I
don´t think I´m being followed.

I don´t know.
Maybe it´s passing.

There´s a long way to go before
we´re out of the woods, love.

You were in such a rush
this morning

you forgot your toothbrush
and your electric razor.

I could pack a few things
in a bag for you

and come over later after the
boys have gone to bed, say 8:00.

-We can talk some more then.
-Okay, 8:00.

Bye, love.

-Jumper.
-Ah, his favorite.

I´ll tell Daddy
you chose that.

And he´ll need some socks.

Of course he will.
Good boy.

And a bow tie.

Oh, no, darling, I don´t...

Yes!

Actually, I think
he might need that.

You´re so clever.

Is he going to come home?

One day he will, darling.

But first he has to hide
for a little while, okay?

You go and look after
your brothers for me.

Okay?
Mummy´ll be home soon.

And Elsie will be over
in a minute.

Okay.

[ Laughs ] Good boy.

[ Tires screeching ]

[ Breathing heavily ]
Oh, God.

[ Siren wailing ]

Let me see your hands!
Put your hands on the wheel!

Get out of the car!

Get out of the car!

Where is he, Mrs. Biggs?

Where were you going
when we stopped you?

I was going to the milk bar
to get some milk.

You had a bag of your
husband´s things in the car.

Where were you taking it?

He´s had a good run.

Why not save yourself
a lot of bother

and tell us where he is?

I need to see my children.

That won´t be possible.

They´ve been taken into care.

Why have you done that?

They were with Elsie,
my neighbor.

She isn´t a relative.

As you have no blood relatives
in this country,

we have no choice.

You can´t put them into care
like orphans.

How long they stay there
is up to you.

The longer you mess us about,
the longer you stay here

and the longer they stay there.

Where´s my daddy, please?

Where are you taking
our brother?

WOMAN: He can´t stay with you.
He´s got to go to the baby ward.

[ Gate closes ]

[ Door locks ]

Take a seat, Mrs. Biggs.

My name´s Thomas Sheraton.

I´ve been appointed
as your legal representative

by the state of Victoria.

I´ve read through
the notes of your case,

and I have to say that my advice
would be

to communicate to the police

the whereabouts
of your husband, Ronald.

I think
that´d be the quickest way

to extricate yourself
from this position.

Is that it?

That´s your advice?

He´s been on the run
for more than four years,

Mr. Legal Representative.

It´s gonna take a little more
than that for me to betray him.

Now, is there anything else?

I have been fielding
a number of inquires

from the media about you.

What sort of inquiries?

From news organizations
wanting an exclusive interview.

They have been offering quite
substantial amounts of money.

-Who´s offering the most?
-Mr. Frank Packer´s company.

Uh, the Packer group.

They´re interested in a combined
newspaper/television deal.

How much?

The figure quoted to me
was $65,000.

Tell Mr. Packer
I might be interested.

-Really?
-But on one condition.

I want them to appoint me

a top barrister
to represent me in court

and help me get my children
out of care.

Yes, yes, I can do that.

Tell them I won´t do
any interview with them

until I get my kids back.

-WOMAN: Is this late?
-MAN: Yeah.

WOMAN: You were supposed to
pay that three days ago.

-MAN: Yeah.
-[ Door closes ]

WOMAN:
We´re gonna be in trouble!

MAN:
[ Speaks indistinctly ]

WOMAN:
No, it´s not good enough.

We´re gonna get evicted!

MAN: Yes, I know.
Okay. Sorry.

WOMAN: Yeah, you´ll be sorry,
but you´re a disgrace.

MAN: Yeah, okay.

Jesus Christ!

I´m sorry, mate.
I´m desperate.

Get in, quick.

Sir, in the case
of Mrs. Charmian Biggs,

the Victoria State Police
request an extension

on their custody order of her
for a further two weeks

in order to complete
their investigations.

Now, it is believed,
were she to be released,

Mrs. Biggs might abscond
with her husband,

currently a fugitive
from British law.

[ Clears throat ]

Sir, I speak for Mrs. Biggs.

It´s my understanding that,

in spite of being
kept in custody for four days

and separated from
her three young children,

who are currently in the care
of the State of Victoria,

Mrs. Biggs is still yet to be
charged with any crime.

Mrs. Biggs´ husband is indeed
a fugitive from British justice,

but after leaving the family
home on October 17th last,

she has had no contact with him

or any idea
as to his whereabouts.

There is no danger whatsoever
of Mrs. Biggs absconding,

given that she is the mother
of three small boys

and is desperately concerned
for their welfare.

We also raise the principle
of spousal privilege,

which we consider
to protect the right to silence

for any wife whose husband
is implicated in a crime.

I move, therefore,

Mrs. Biggs be released
from custody immediately.

We rule that Mrs. Biggs be
released from custody forthwith.

You are free to go.

[ Indistinct talking ]

You said they´d be here by now.
Has anything gone wrong?

We were told the paperwork had
been received by the care home.

Why don´t we use the time

to get started on the story,
Mrs. Biggs?

I told you
I´m not saying anything

until I have my children back.

It´s just that we´re working
on a deadline.

I don´t give a shit
about your deadline.

Mummy!

Ohh!

I missed you so much.

They took
all our clothes away, Mum.

Oh, baby.

Can´t you give them
a few moments of privacy?

Listen, mate, we´ve coughed up
a lot of dough for this.

I am under strict orders to make
sure we get our money´s worth.

Did you look after
your brothers?

CHARLTON:
When you were arrested,

you and your husband
appeared to be living modestly.

This came as a surprise
to most people

who imagine you must have
a vast stash of money

hidden away somewhere.

You don´t work the night shift
on minimum wage

if you have hidden resources.

In the end, we had no money.

That´s the laugh
of the whole thing.

Why is that?
Because you spent it?

The bulk of my husband´s share
was used to arrange his escape

and bring us out here.

The rest he arranged
to be looked after.

Unfortunately some of the people
who looked after it,

looked after it for themselves.

Do you expect your husband
to contact you somehow?

If he stays free,
I hope so.

But if I were never
to speak to him again,

I would gladly accept that.

As long as he remains free.

Do you have any plans?

Well, I´d like to stay here.

I don´t know if I´ll be allowed
to, but that is my dream.

What is there to go back to
in England?

I´d be able to see him
for 15 minutes every month.

My life
is about the children now.

We´ve done what we´ve done,

but they shouldn´t be made
to suffer for it.

[ Camera shutters clicking ]

-Any comments, Mrs. Briggs?
-Where´s the money gone?

Do you have any idea
where your husband is hiding?

Where´s your husband hiding?

Do you feel proud of what

you´re putting your kids through
right now?

[ Indistinct talking ]

Come on, boys.
Come on.

-You must know where he is.
-Where´s all the money gone?

Come on, lady!

-Where´s the money?
-You must know where he is.

-Give us some answers!
-Just one minute!

-You must know where he is.
-We need some answers!

Come on, now.
Teeth and bed.

Are we ready?
Come on, get your bags.

[ Knock on door ]

Stay there.

Hi, Sharon.

I just wondered if the boys
wanted a lift.

I saw your car in the drive.
I figured you must be back.

Look, Lindy and I´ve...

We´ve talked about it,

and it doesn´t make
any difference to us.

Whatever happened in the past
is in the past.

Thanks, Craig.

Come on, boys.

Uh-uh-uh.

Come on, Nicky.

All right,
I´ll see you later, then.

Uh, Craig?

It´s Charmian, by the way.

My name´s Charmian.

That´s a pretty name.

You´re looking
to buy a new house?

Yes.

But you say you don´t need
a mortgage.

No, I can pay in cash.

That would be with the money
from your newspaper deal.

I know all about you,
Mrs. Biggs.

Yes, it´s with
the Packer money.

You don´t own the property
you currently reside in.

-Why is that?
-Because...

Because my husband and I
were fugitives,

and we couldn´t provide the bank
with any proof of identity.

I´m sure you don´t want anything
else to do with the likes of me.

Just like the women
who glare at me in the chemist´s

or the mums
in the school playground

who look at me like
I´m some sort of monster.

So I´ll thank you
for your time,

and I´ll find myself
another solicitor.

Sit down
and don´t be so ridiculous.

I was merely trying to establish
your circumstances.

I´ve no idea what you mean
by "the likes of me."

I try to make it a habit
to take people as I find them,

and I find you to be
a sight more law-abiding

than a lot of the supposedly
upright citizens

that I come into contact with
in my profession.

And certainly a lot straighter
than the tax office.

How much did they deduct
from your Packer money?

Um, $40,000 at source.

Well, are you gonna stand there
all day, or shall we continue?

[ Sniffles ]

I should go.

No, no.
It´s all right.

Let me make you
a cup of tea.

No.
[ Sniffles ]

He says he´s well.

And now that the taxman
has taken

two-thirds of the Packer money,

he´s gonna write
his side of the story

and sell that to the papers.

And he misses us like mad.

[ Sniffles ]
Oh, sorry.

There´s no need to apologize.

It´s just nice
to see you smiling again.

You´ve been so kind,
receiving his letters for me.

Forget it.

Uh, I hesitate to ask, but...

I wonder if there´s one last
favor I could ask of you.

[ Vehicle door closes ]

You ready?

Go.

We´re definitely
not being followed.

You´re okay.

Come and give your old lady
a cuddle.

[ Laughs ]

-So when do you go?
-Tomorrow.

I´ve booked a passage
on a liner to Panama,

and from there I´ll make my way
overland to Rio de Janeiro.

Mike´s lent me his passport.

-That what the haircut´s for?
-[ Laughs ]

Here.

-What do you think?
-[ Laughs ]

Not bad.

I finished my epic
for the papers.

It´s back at the apartment.

You can read it and correct it
for me when you get home.

Look, being apart
from you and the boys

these past three months,

this has been the worst time
of my life.

Worse than being in prison.

You´re my whole world.

I reckon two years and it will
be safe for you to come back.

I was thinking we could move up
north, change our names again.

Yeah, well, there are mining
towns ´round Mount Isa.

Nobody asks any questions
up there.

You won´t forget us,
will you?

I mean, I know
you´ll meet other women.

I suppose it´s inevitable,
but...

But you won´t forget us,
will you?