No, it absolutely does not mean that.

She'll be abiding by all her present commitments.

She just won't be making any more for the next year. When will the film be released?

At the moment, the plan is to release in America towards the end of the autumn and over here around Christmas or early in the new year. Right.

Dominic.

Anna, how much longer are you staying in the UK then?

No time at all.

I leave tonight.

Which is why we have to round things up now.

So, final questions, please. Yes, lady there.

Is your decision to take a year off anything to do with the rumors about Jeff and his present leading lady?

Absolutely not.

Do you believe the rumors?

Well, it's really not my business anymore, though I will say from my experience, rumors about Jeff do tend to be true.

Yeah.

The last time you were here, there were some fairly graphic photographs taken of you with a young English guy.

So, what happened there?

He was just a friend.

We're still friends, I think. Right.

Yes, gentleman in the pink shirt.

Yes.

Miss Scott, are there any circumstances in which the two of you might be more than just good friends?

I hoped there would be, but no, I'm assured there aren't.

But what would you say if...

I'm sorry, just the one question, please.

No, it's all right.

You were saying?

I was just wondering if it turned out that this person, Thacker_ His name is Thacker.

Thanks, thanks.

I just wondered whether, if Mr. Thacker realized he'd been a daft prick and got down on his knees and begged you to reconsider, whether you would, in fact, then reconsider?

Yes, I believe I would.

That's very good news.

The readers of Horse and Hound will be absolutely delighted.

LAUGHTER Right.

Dominic, if you'd like to ask your question again...

Yeah?

Anna, how long are you intending to stay here in Britain?

Indefinitely. She may be the face I can't forget The trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to pay She may be the song of some sin It was good.

May be the chill the autumn brings May be a hundred different things Within the measure of a day She may be the beauty or the beast May be the famine or the feast May turn each day into a heaven or a hell She may be the mirror of my dream A smile reflected in a stream She may not be what she may seem Inside her shell She always seems so happy in a crowd Whose eyes can be so private and so proud No one's allowed to see them when they cry She may be the love that cannot hope to last May comes indeed from shadows of the past That I'll remember till the day I die She may be the reason I survive The wild way for I'm alive The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years Maybe I'll take her laughter and her tears And make them all my souvenirs But where she goes, I've got to be The meaning of my life is She She She She She