泰坦尼克号 Titanic(1997)【完整台词】

导演: 詹姆斯·卡梅隆
编剧: 詹姆斯·卡梅隆
主演: 莱昂纳多·迪卡普里奥 / 凯特·温丝莱特 / 比利·赞恩 / 凯西·贝茨 / 弗兰西丝·费舍 / 格劳瑞亚·斯图尔特 / 比尔·帕克斯顿 / 伯纳德·希尔 / 大卫·沃纳 / 维克多·加博 / 乔纳森·海德 / 苏茜·爱米斯 / 刘易斯·阿伯内西 / 尼古拉斯·卡斯柯恩 / 阿那托利·萨加洛维奇 / 丹尼·努齐 / 杰森·贝瑞 / 伊万·斯图尔特 / 艾恩·格拉法德 / 乔纳森·菲利普斯 / 马克·林赛·查普曼 / 理查德·格拉翰 / 保罗·布赖特威尔 / 艾瑞克·布里登 / 夏洛特·查顿 / 博纳德·福克斯 / 迈克尔·英塞恩 / 法妮·布雷特 / 马丁·贾维斯 / 罗莎琳·艾尔斯 / 罗切尔·罗斯 / 乔纳森·伊万斯-琼斯 / 西蒙·克雷恩 / 爱德华德·弗莱彻 / 斯科特·安德森 / 马丁·伊斯特 / 克雷格·凯利 / 格雷戈里·库克 / 利亚姆·图伊 / 詹姆斯·兰开斯特 / 艾尔莎·瑞雯 / 卢·帕尔特 / 泰瑞·佛瑞斯塔 / 凯文·德·拉·诺伊
类型: 剧情 / 爱情 / 灾难
制片国家/地区: 美国
语言: 英语 / 意大利语 / 德语 / 俄语
上映日期: 1998-04-03(中国大陆) / 1997-11-01(东京电影节) / 1997-12-19(美国)
片长: 194分钟
又名: 铁达尼号(港/台)
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( SonarPings)
 Man:
 ( SonarPings)
 Okay, take her up
 and overthe bow rail.
 ( OverRadio ):
 Okay, Mir2, we're going overthe bow.
 Staywith us.
 ( SonarPings)
 ( Mechanical Whirring)
 Okay, quiet. We're rolling.
 Seeing her coming out of
 the darkness like a ghost ship
 still gets me everytime--
 To see the sad ruin
 ofthe great ship sitting here
 where she landed at 2:30
 in the morning ofApril 1 5, 1 91 2
 after her long fall
 from the world above.
 ( ManSnickers)
 You are so full ofshit, boss.
 - ( Giggles)
 - ( Mechanical Whirring)
 ( SonarPinging)
 Man: Dive six-- Here we are again
 on the deck of Titanic
 The pressure outside is
 These windows are nine inches thick
 and ifthey go
 it's sayonara
 in two microseconds.
 All right, enough
 ofthat bullshit.
 ( Mechanical Whirring)
 Just put her down on the roofof
 the officer's quarters likeyesterday.
 - Man: Sure.
 - Man ( OverRadio ): Okay, Mir 2.
 We have landed right on the grand
 staircase. You guys set to launch?
 Yeah, Brock-- Launching Dunkin now.
 Go, Charlie.
 - All right, tether out.
 - Man: Tether out.
 Man ( OverRadio ): Okay, Brock,
 we're dropping down along the hull.
 Rogerthat. Okay, drop down and go
 into the first-class gangway door.
 I wantyou guys working the D deck
 reception area and the dining saloon.
 Man ( OverRadio ):
 Copythat.
 - Tether out.
 - Man: Tether out.
 - Now left, left.
 - I'm coming left.
 Brock:
 Snoop Dog is on the move.
 We're headed down the stairwell.
 Okay, Lewis, drop down to B deck.
 A deck.
 Lewis:
 Give me some rope, Captain.
 B deck-- get in there,
 get in there.
 Brock: Watch the doorframe.
 Watch the doorframe.
 - I see it. I got it.
 - ( Bang)
 ( Mechanical Whirring)
 - ( Cracking)
 - We're good.Just chill, boss.
 Brock:
 Makeyourturn. Come around.
 - Lewis: Cable out, Captain.
 - Makeyourturn. Watch the wall.
 Yeah, Brock,
 we're at the piano,you copy?
 Brock:
 Okay, copythat.
 Brock: Okay, right there.
 Right there. That's it!
 - That's the bedroom door.
 - I see it. I see it.
 We're in!
 We're in, baby. We're there!
 Brock: That's Hockley's bed.
 That's where the son ofa bitch slept.
 Lewis:
 Oops, somebody left the water running.
 Hey, hold itjust a second.
 Go backto the right.
 That wardrobe door--
 get closer.
 - You smelling something, boss?
 - I want to see what's under it.
 - Give me my hands, man.
 - ( Mechanical Whirring)
 All right.
 - Take it easy, it might come apart.
 - Okay.
 Go, go, go, go.
 Flip it over. Flip it over. Go.
 Keep going, go, go, go.
 Okay, drop it.
 Oh, baby, baby,
 areyou seeing this, boss?
 It's payday, boys.
 (ManSpeaking OverLoudspeaker)
 ( Cheering)
 ( lmitates Cash Register):
 Ka-ching!
 - We did it, Bobby.
 - Lewis: Oh,yeah. Who's the man?
 Who's the best, baby?
 Say it. Say it.
 You are, Lewis.
 ( SawBuzzingLoudly)
 - Bobby, my cigar.
 - Bobby: Right here.
 ( Cheering)
 Brock:
 Okay, crack her open.
 ( ManSpeaking OverLoudspeaker)
 Shit.
 No diamond.
 You know, boss, this same thing
 happened to Geraldo
 and his career never recovered.
 Turn the camera off.
 Bobby: Brock, the partners
 would like to know how it's going.
 Hey, Dave, Barry, hi.
 Look, it wasn't in the safe
 but hey, hey,
 don't worry about it.
 There's still plenty
 of places it could be.
 Hell yes! Floor debris in the suite, the
 mother's room, purser's safe on C deck.
 -Jimmy Hoffa's briefcase.
 - Brock: A dozen other places.
 Guys, look,you'vejust got to trust
 my instincts. I know we're close.
 Wejust got to go through
 a little process ofelimination.
 Hang on a second.
 - Let me see that.
 - We might have something here, guys.
 Where's the photograph
 ofthe necklace?
 We'll call you right back.
 I'll be goddamned.
 Reporter: Treasure hunter Brock Lovett
 is best known forfinding Spanish gold.
 It's okay.
 I'll feed you in a minute.
 Now he has chartered
 Russian subs to reach
 the most famous shipwreck
 ofall: the Titanic.
 He is with us live
 via satellite
 from the research ship Keldysh
 in the North Atlantic.
 - Hello, Brock.
 - Brock: Hello, Tracy.
 Everyone knows the familiar
 stories of Titanic--
 the nobility, the band playing
 till the very end and all that.
 But what I'm interested in
 are the untold stories
 the secrets locked deep
 inside the hull of Titanic.
 We're out here using
 robot technology
 to go further into the wreck
 than anybody's ever done before.
 Your expedition is at the center
 ofa storm ofcontroversy
 over salvage rights
 and even ethics.
 Many are callingyou
 a grave robber.
 Nobody called the recovery ofartifacts
 of King Tut's tomb "grave robbing."
 - Woman: What is it?
 - Turn that up, dear.
 I have museum-trained experts
 out here making sure
 that these relics are preserved
 and catalogued properly.
 Take a look at this drawing
 that we foundjust today:
 A piece of paperthat's been
 underwaterfor 84 years
 and myteam were able
 to preserve it intact.
 Should this have remained unseen at
 the bottom ofthe ocean for eternity?
 I'll be goddamned.
 Man (Over Loudspeaker):
 Vnimanye, vnimanye...
 Bobby: Brock!
 There's a satellite call foryou.
 Bobby, we're launching. You see
 these submersibles going in the water?
 Trust me, buddy.
 You want to take this call.
 This better be good.
 You got to speak up.
 She's kind ofold.
 Great. This Brock Lovett.
 - How can I helpyou, Mrs.--
 - Calvert. Rose Calvert.
 Mrs. Calvert?
 I wasjust wondering ifyou had found
 the Heart ofthe Ocean yet, Mr. Lovett.
 Told you you wanted
 to take the call.
 All right,you have
 my attention, Rose.
 Can you tell us who the woman
 in the picture is?
 Oh,yes.
 The woman in the picture is me.
 ( Yelling OverEngineNoise):
 She's a goddamned liar--
 Some nut case seeking
 money or publicity.
 God only knows why, like that
 Russian babe, Anesthesia.
 They're inbound!
 Rose Dewitt Bukater died on the Titanic
 when she was 1 7, right?
 - That's right.
 - Ifshe had lived, she'd be over 1 00.
 Okay, so she's a very old
 goddamned liar.
 Look, I've already done
 the background on this woman
 all the way backto the '20s
 when she was working as an actress.
 An actress! There's
 yourfirst clue, Sherlock.
 Her name was Rose Dawson backthen.
 Then she marries this guy named Calvert.
 They move to Cedar Rapids
 and she punches out a couple of kids.
 Now, Calvert's dead, and from what
 I hear, Cedar Rapids is dead.
 And everybodywho
 knows about the diamond
 is supposed to be dead
 or on this boat, but she knows.
 Doesn't exactly
 travel light, does she?
 Mrs. Calvert, I'm Brock Lovett.
 Welcome to the Keldysh.
 Okay, let's get her
 inside there.
 - Hi, Ms. Calvert.
 - Hi.
 Welcome to the Keldysh.
 Man:
 Hey. Hey!
 - ( Knocking)
 - Rose: Yes?
 - Areyour staterooms all right?
 - Rose: Oh,yes, very nice.
 Haveyou met
 my granddaughter Lizzie?
 She takes care of me.
 We metjust
 a few minutes ago.
 Remember, Nana, up on deck?
 There, that's nice.
 Have to have my pictures
 when I travel.
 Can I getyou anything?
 ls there anythingyou'd like?
 Yes.
 I would like to see my drawing.
 Brock:
 Louis XVI wore a fabulous stone
 that was called
 the Blue Diamond ofthe Crown
 which disappeared in 1 792
 about the same time old Louis
 lost everything from the neck up.
 The theory goes that
 the crown diamond was chopped, too
 recut into a heart-like shape that
 became known as "Heart ofthe Ocean."
 Today it would be worth more
 than the Hope Diamond.
 It was a dreadful, heavything.
 I onlywore it this once.
 Lizzie:
 You actuallythinkthis isyou, Nana?
 It is me, dear.
 Wasn't I a dish?
 I tracked it down
 through insurance records--
 An old claim that was settled
 underterms ofabsolute secrecy.
 Can you tell me
 who the claimant was, Rose?
 I should imagine
 someone named Hockley.
 Brock: Nathan Hockley, that's right.
 Pittsburgh steel tycoon.
 Claim was for
 a diamond necklace
 his son Caledon
 bought his fiancee--you
 a week before
 he sailed on Titanic.
 It was filed right
 afterthe sinking
 so the diamond had to have
 gone down with the ship.
 You see the date?
 "April 1 4, 1 91 2."
 Which means ifyour grandmother is
 who she says she is
 she was wearing the diamond
 the daythe Titanicsank.
 And that makesyou
 my new best friend.
 These are some ofthe things
 we recovered from your stateroom.
 This was mine.
 How extraordinary!
 And it looks the same as it did
 the last time I saw it.
 The reflection
 has changed a bit.
 ( GaspsQuietly)
 Areyou readyto go
 backto Titanic?
 Lewis: Okay, here we go. She hits
 the berg on the starboard side, right?
 She kind of bumps along punching holes
 like Morse code-- dit-dit-dit--
 along the side,
 below the waterline.
 Then the forward compartments
 start to flood.
 Now as the water level rises, it
 spills overthe watertight bulkheads
 which unfortunately
 don't go any higherthan E deck.
 So now as the bow goes down,
 the stern rises up
 slow at first, then faster
 and faster until finally
 she's got herwhole ass is sticking
 up in the air and that's a big ass.
 We're talking
 And the hull's not designed to deal
 with that pressure, so what happens?
 She splits,
 right down to the keel
 and the stern
 falls back level.
 Then as the bow sinks, it pulls the
 stern vertical and finally detaches.
 Now, the stern sectionjust
 kind of bobs there like a cork
 for a couple of minutes, floods and
 finally goes under about 2:20 a.m.
 two hours and 40 minutes
 afterthe collision.
 The bow section planes away
 landing about a halfa mile away
 going 20, 30 knots when
 it hits the ocean floor.
 ( lmitates Crashing)
 Pretty cool, huh?
 Thankyou forthat fine
 forensic analysis, Mr. Bodine.
 Ofcourse,
 the experience of it was
 somewhat different.
 Will you share it with us?
 ( Music Playing)
 ( Crying)
 - I'm taking herto rest.
 - No.
 - Come on, Nana.
 - No!
 Tape recorder.
 Tell us, Rose.
 It's been 84 years.
 It's okay.Just tryto remember
 anything-- anything at all.
 Doyou want to hearthis
 or not, Mr. Lovett?
 It's been 84 years...
 and I can still smell
 the fresh paint.
 The china had never been used.
 The sheets had never
 been slept in.
 Titanicwas called
 "The Ship of Dreams"
 and it was, it reallywas.
 Man: All third-class passengers
 with a forward berth
 this way, please, this queue.
 - Right here.
 - Big boat, huh?
 - Daddy, it's a ship.
 - You're right.
 ( CarHorn Tooting)
 I don't see what
 all the fuss is about.
 It doesn't look any bigger
 than the Mauritania.
 You can be blase about some things,
 Rose, but not about Titanic.
 It's over 1 00 feet longerthan
 Mauritania and far more luxurious.
 Your daughter is fartoo difficult
 to impress, Ruth.
 So this is the ship
 they say is unsinkable.
 It is unsinkable.
 God Himselfcould not sinkthis ship.
 Sir,you have to check
 your baggage through the main terminal.
 - It's round that way, sir.
 - I put myfaith in you, good sir.
 - Now, kindly see my man.
 - Yes, sir, my pleasure, sir.
 - If I can do anything at all.
 - Oh,yes, right.
 All the trunks
 from that carthere
 to the parlor suite,
 rooms B-52, 54, 56.
 - ( Whistle Blowing)
 - Ladies...
 better hurry.
 ( People Saying Good-byes)
 - My coat?
 - Woman: I have it.
 Man: All third-class passengers
 due here for a health inspection.
 All third-class passengers
 due here for health inspection.
 Head up.
 Welcome aboard, ma'am.
 Welcome to Titanic.
 Rose: It wastheShip ofDreams
 to everyone else.
 To meit wasaslave ship
 takingmeback toAmerica
 in chains.
 Outwardly, I waseverything
 a well-brought-up girlshouldbe.
 Inside, I wasscreaming.
 ( Steam Whistle Blows Loudly)
 ( SpeakingSwedish )
 Jack,you are pazzo.
 You bet everything we have.
 When you got nothing
 you got nothing to lose.
 Sven?
 All right, moment oftruth.
 Somebody's life's about to change.
 Fabrizio?
 -Niente.
 -Niente.
 - Ola?.
 - Nothing.
 Sven?
 Uh-oh. Two pair.
 I'm sorry, Fabrizio.
 Che"sorry?" Ma vaffanculo!
 You bet all the money.
 I'm sorry,you're not going to see
 your mom again for a long time
 because we're going to America.
 - Full house, boys.
 - Whoa!
 - Yeah!
 -Dio mio, grazie!
 ( Cursingln Swedish )
 - Come on.
 - Figlio diputtana!
 - I'm going home!
 - ( Cursingln Swedish )
 - I'm going home.
 - I go to America.
 Man: No, mate. Titanic
 go to America in five minutes.
 - Come on. Come on. Here.
 - Fabrizio: Andiamo.
 We're riding in high style now.
 We're a couple of regular swells.
 We're practically goddamn royalty,
 ragazzo mio.
 Fabrizio:
 You see, it's my destino!
 Like I told you,
 I go to America to be milionario.
 - Driver: Whoa, whoa!
 - Bastardo!
 - You're pazzo!
 - Maybe, but I've got the tickets.
 - Come on, I thoughtyou were fast.
 - Aspetta!
 Wait, wait! Hey, wait!
 We're passengers. Passengers.
 Haveyou been through
 the inspection queue?
 Ofcourse.
 Anyway, we don't have any lice.
 - We're Americans, both of us.
 - Right, come aboard.
 We're the luckiest sons of bitches
 in the world,you know that?
 ( Ship's Horn Blares)
 Good-bye!
 - You know somebody?
 - Ofcourse not. That's not the point.
 Good-bye! I'll missyou!
 Good-bye! I'm going
 to neverforgetyou.
 ( Crowd Cheering)
 All the way, darling.
 Excuse me, ma'am.
 Oh, right here.
 Hey, howyou doing?
 Jack. Nice to meetyou.
 I'mJack Dawson.
 Nice to meetyou.
 Howyou doing?
 Who saysyou get the top bunk?
 ( SpeakingSwedish )
 This isyour private
 promenade deck, sir.
 Would you be
 requiring anything?
 - Hmm.
 - Excuse me.
 - Woman: This one?
 - Rose: No. It had a lot offaces on it.
 This is the one.
 Would you like
 all ofthem out, miss?
 Yes, we need a little color
 in this room.
 Put it in there,
 in the wardrobe.
 God, not those finger paintings again.
 They certainlywere a waste of money.
 The difference between Cal's taste
 in art and mine is that I have some.
 They're fascinating, like being
 inside a dream or something.
 - There's truth, but no logic.
 - What's the artist's name?
 - Something Picasso.
 - "Something Picasso."
 He won't amount to a thing.
 He won't, trust me.
 - Put the Degas in the bedroom.
 - At least theywere cheap.
 Ah, put it in the wardrobe.
 AtCherbourg, a woman came
 aboardnamedMargaretBrown.
 We all calledherMolly.
 Historywould callher
 "the Unsinkable MollyBrown. "
 Well, I wasn't about to wait
 all dayforyou, sonny.
 Here,you thinkyou can manage?
 Herhusbandhadstruckgold
 someplace out West
 andshe was whatmothercalled
 "newmoney. "
 By thenext afternoon, we were steaming
 westfrom the coastoflreland
 with nothing outaheadofus
 butocean.
 Take herto sea, Mr. Murdoch.
 - Let's stretch her legs.
 - Yes, sir.
 - All ahead full, Mr. Moody.
 - Very good, sir.
 - ( Bells Ringing)
 - ( BelIRings)
 - All ahead full.
 - Man ( Shouting): All ahead full!
 Come on, lads. Get moving.
 What's the reading?
 ( Crew TalkingAndShouting)
 All right,
 let's stoke them right up!
 We're going full ahead!
 Hey, look, look, look!
 Look, look!
 See it?
 There's another one. See him?
 Look at that one.
 Look at himjump!
 Whoo-hoo!
 Whoo!
 I can see the
 Statue of Liberty already!
 Very small, ofcourse.
 I'm the king ofthe world!
 ( WhoopingAnd Yelling)
 ( Whooping)
 Man: She's the largest
 moving object ever made
 bythe hand of man
 in all history.
 And our master shipbuilder,
 Mr. Andrews here
 designed her
 from the keel plates up.
 Well, I may have
 knocked hertogether
 but the idea was Mr. Ismay's.
 He envisioned a steamer so grand
 in scale and so luxurious
 in its appointments that its
 supremacywould never be challenged.
 And here she is
 willed into solid reality.
 Man:
 Hear, hear.
 You know I don't
 like that, Rose.
 She knows.
 We'll both have the lamb, rare,
 with very little mint sauce.
 Hmm,you like lamb,
 right, sweet pea?
 Areyou going to cut her meat
 for her, too, there, Cal?
 Hey, uh, who thought
 ofthe name "Titanic"?
 - Was ityou, Bruce?
 - Well,yes, actually.
 I wanted to convey sheer size
 and the size means stability
 Iuxury, and above all,
 strength.
 Doyou know of Dr. Freud,
 Mr. Ismay?
 His ideas about the male
 preoccupation with size
 might be of particular
 interest toyou.
 - What's gotten intoyou?
 - Excuse me.
 - I do apologize.
 - She's a pistol, Cal.
 - Hopeyou can handle her.
 - Well, I may have to start minding...
 what she reads from now on,
 won't l, Mrs. Brown?
 Freud-- Who is he?
 ls he a passenger?
 ( Man ExplainingPropeller
 To Little Girl)
 It makes these waves,
 makes them spin.
 Fabrizio:
 The ship is nice, huh?
 - Yeah, it's an lrish ship.
 - Is English, no?
 No, it was built in lreland.
 Solid as a rock.
 Big lrish hands.
 That's typical. First-class dogs
 come down here to take a shit.
 Uh, it lets us know where we rank
 in the scheme ofthings.
 Like we could forget?
 - I'm Tommy Ryan.
 -Jack Dawson.
 - Hello.
 - Fabrizio.
 Hi. Doyou make any money
 with your drawings?
 Oh, forget it, boyo. You'd as like
 have angels fly outyour arse
 as get next
 to the likes of her.
 ( Laughs)
 - Doyou mind?
 - I hopeyou're proud ofthis.
 Isawmy whole life
 asifl'dalreadylivedit--
 an endlessparade
 ofparties andcotillions
 yachts andpolo matches
 always thesamenarrowpeople,
 thesamemindless chatter.
 Ifelt likel wasstanding
 atagreatprecipice
 with no one topullmeback
 no one who cared
 oreven noticed.
 - ( Woman Grunts)
 - ( RoseSobbing)
 ( RunningFeetAndSobbing)
 ( TakingShort,
 Anxious Breaths)
 Don't do it.
 Stay back.
 Don't come any closer.
 Come on.Just give meyour hand.
 I'll pull you back over.
 No! Staywhereyou are.
 I mean it.
 I'll let go.
 No,you won't.
 What doyou mean, no, I won't?
 Don't presume to tell me what I will
 and will not do. You don't know me.
 Well,you would have
 done it already.
 You're distracting me.
 Go away.
 I can't. I'm involved now.
 You let go and I'm going to have to
 jump in there afteryou.
 Don't be absurd.
 You'll be killed.
 - I'm a good swimmer.
 - The fall alone would kill you.
 - It would hurt.
 - I'm not saying it wouldn't.
 To tell you the truth
 I'm a lot more concerned
 about that water being so cold.
 ( ShoeDrops To Deck)
 - How cold?
 - Freezing.
 Maybe a couple degrees over.
 You ever, uh...
 ever been to Wisconsin?
 What?
 Well, they have some
 ofthe coldest winters around.
 I grew up there
 near Chippewa Falls.
 I rememberwhen I was a kid,
 me and myfather, we went ice fishing
 out on Lake Wissota.
 Ice fishing is,you know,
 whereyou--
 ( Angrily):
 I know what ice fishing is!
 Sorry.
 Youjust seem like,you know,
 kind ofan indoor girl.
 Anyway, l, uh...
 I fell through some thin ice
 and I'm tellingyou...
 waterthat cold,
 like right down there
 it hitsyou like a thousand knives
 stabbingyou all overyour body.
 You can't breathe,
 you can't think--
 at least not about anything
 but the pain.
 Which is why I'm not looking forward
 tojumping in there afteryou.
 Like I said...
 I don't have a choice.
 I guess I'm kind of hoping
 you'll come back overthe rail
 and get me offthe hook here.
 You're crazy.
 That's what everybody says,
 but with all due respect, miss
 I'm not the one hanging off
 the back ofa ship here.
 Come on.
 Come on, give meyour hand.
 You don't want to do this.
 Whew!
 I'mJack Dawson.
 Rose Dewitt Bukater.
 I'm going to have to getyou
 to write that one down.
 Come on.
 - ( Screams)
 - ( Grunting)
 I gotyou! Come on.
 Come on!
 ( Screams)
 Help! Please!
 Help! Please!
 - Please get me!
 - Listen. Listen to me.
 I've gotyou. I won't let go.
 Now pull yourself up. Come on.
 ( Grunts)
 Come on. That's right.
 You can do it.
 I gotyou.
 What's all this?
 You stand back!
 And don't move an inch!
 - Fetch the master-at-arms!
 - Care for a brandy?
 Cal: This is completely unacceptable!
 What madeyou think
 thatyou could putyour hands
 on myfiancee?
 - Look at me,you filth!
 - Cal...
 - What doyou thinkyou were doing?
 - Cal, stop.
 - It was an accident.
 - An accident?
 It was. Stupid really.
 I was leaning over,
 and I slipped.
 I was leaning far over
 to see the, uh...
 uh... uh...
 the, uh... uh...
 - Propellers?
 - propellers and I slipped.
 And I would have gone overboard
 but Mr. Dawson here saved me
 and almost went over himself.
 You wanted to see...
 She wanted to see the propellers.
 Like I said,
 women and machinery do not mix.
 Was that the way of it?
 Yeah. Yeah,
 that was pretty much it.
 Well, the boy's a hero then.
 Good foryou, son. Well done.
 So it's all's well
 and backto our brandy, eh?
 Look atyou. You must be freezing.
 Let's getyou inside.
 Perhaps a little something
 forthe boy.
 Ofcourse. Mr. Lovejoy,
 I think a 20 should do it.
 Is that the going rate
 for saving the woman you love?
 Rose is displeased.
 What to do?
 I know.
 Perhapsyou couldjoin us
 for dinnertomorrow evening
 to regale our group
 with...your heroic tale.
 Sure, count me in.
 Good. Settled then.
 This should be interesting. Mmm.
 ( Whistles)
 Can l, uh... bum a smoke?
 You'll want to tie those.
 It's interesting.
 Theyoung lady slips so suddenly
 and you still had time
 to removeyourjacket
 and your shoes.
 - ( Music BoxPlaying Tune)
 - ( KnockAtDoor)
 ( DoorOpens)
 I knowyou've been melancholy.
 I don't pretend to know why.
 I intended to save this
 until the engagement gala
 next week.
 But I thought tonight.
 Good gracious.
 Perhaps as a reminder
 of myfeelings foryou.
 - Is it a...
 - Diamond? Yes.
 It was worn by Louis XVI
 and they called it
 "Le CoeurDeLa Mer. "
 Both:
 The Heart ofthe Ocean.
 Yes.
 It's overwhelming.
 Well, it's for royalty.
 We are royalty, Rose.
 You know, there's nothing
 I couldn't giveyou.
 There's nothing I'd denyyou
 ifyou would not deny me.
 Now open your heart
 to me, Rose.
 Jack: Well, I've been on my own since
 I was 1 5 since myfolks died.
 And I had no
 brothers or sisters
 or close kin in that part
 ofthe country.
 So I lit on out ofthere
 and I haven't been back since.
 You couldjust call me
 a tumbleweed blowing in the wind.
 Well, Rose...
 we've walked about a mile
 around this boat deck
 and chewed over how great
 the weather's been and how I grew up
 but I reckon that's not why
 you came to talkto me, is it?
 - Mr. Dawson, l--
 -Jack.
 Jack...
 I want to thankyou
 forwhatyou did.
 Notjust for... for pulling me back
 but foryour discretion.
 You're welcome.
 Look, I know
 whatyou must be thinking.
 Poor little rich girl.
 What does she know about misery?
 No. No, that's not what
 I was thinking.
 What I was thinking was
 what could have happened to this girl
 to make herthink
 she had no way out?
 Well, l--
 It was everything.
 It was mywhole world
 and all the people in it
 and the inertia of my life
 plunging ahead
 and me, powerless to stop it.
 God! Look at that thing.
 You would have gone
 straight to the bottom.
 All of Philadelphia society
 will be there
 and all the while
 I feel I'm...
 standing in the middle
 ofa crowded room
 screaming at the top of my lungs
 and no one even looks up.
 Doyou love him?
 - Pardon me?
 - Doyou love him?
 You're being very rude.
 You shouldn't be asking me this.
 Well, it's a simple question.
 Doyou love the guy or not?
 This is not
 a suitable conversation.
 -Why can'tyoujust answerthe question?
 -( Nervous Laughter)
 This is absurd. You don't know me,
 and I don't knowyou
 and we are not having
 this conversation at all.
 You are rude and uncouth
 and presumptuous and I am leaving now.
 Jack. Mr. Dawson,
 it's been a pleasure.
 I soughtyou out to thankyou
 and now I have thanked you...
 - And you've insulted me.
 - Well,you deserved it.
 - Right.
 - Right.
 - I thoughtyou were leaving.
 - I am.
 You are so annoying.
 - ( Chuckles)
 - Wait.
 I don't have to leave.
 This is my part ofthe ship. You leave.
 Oh-ho-ho,
 well, well, well.
 Now who's being rude?
 What is this stupid thing
 you're carrying around?
 So what areyou,
 an artist or something?
 Well, these are rather good.
 They're, uh--
 They're very good actually.
 Jack, this is exquisite work.
 They didn't thinktoo much
 ofthem in old Paree.
 Paris! You do get around
 for a poor--
 Well, uh, uh, a person
 of limited means.
 Go on, a poor guy,
 you can say it.
 Well, well, well.
 And these were drawn from life?
 Well, that's one
 ofthe good things about Paris--
 Iots ofgirls willing
 to take their clothes off.
 You liked this woman.
 You used her several times.
 Well, she had beautiful hands,
 you see?
 I thinkyou must have had
 a love affairwith her.
 No, no, no, no, no.
 Just with her hands.
 She was a one-legged prostitute.
 See?
 - ( Aghast): Oh!
 - ( Both Chuckle)
 Ah, she had a good sense
 of humor, though.
 Oh, and this lady...
 she used to sit
 at this bar every night
 wearing every piece
 ofjewelry she owned
 just waiting
 for her long-lost love.
 Called her Madame Bijou.
 See how her clothes
 are all moth-eaten?
 Well,you have a gift,Jack.
 You do. You see people.
 I seeyou.
 And?
 You wouldn't havejumped.
 But the purpose of university
 is to find a suitable husband.
 Rose has already done that.
 Look, here comes
 that vulgar Brown woman.
 Quickly, get up
 before she sits with us.
 Hello, girls. I was hoping
 I'd catch you at tea.
 We're awfully sorry
 you missed it.
 The countess and I werejust off
 to take the air on the boat deck.
 What a lovely idea.
 I need to catch up on my gossip.
 Molly:
 Countess.
 Soyou've notyet
 lit the last four boilers?
 No, I don't see the need.
 We are making excellent time.
 The press knows
 the size of Titanic.
 Now I want them to marvel
 at her speed.
 We must give them
 something new to print.
 This maiden voyage of Titanic
 must make headlines.
 Mr. Ismay, I would prefer
 not to push the engines
 until they've been
 properly run in.
 Ofcourse
 I'mjust a passenger.
 I leave it toyour good offices
 to decide what's best.
 But what a glorious end
 toyourfinal crossing
 ifwe were to get into New York
 on Tuesday night and surprise them all.
 Make the morning papers.
 Retire with a bang, eh, E.J.?
 Good man.
 Well, afterthat I worked on
 a squid boat in Monterey.
 Then I went down to Los Angeles
 to the pier in Santa Monica
 and started doing portraits there
 forten cents apiece.
 Why can't I be likeyou,Jack--
 just head out forthe horizon
 whenever I feel like it?
 Saywe'll go there
 sometime to that pier
 even ifwe only
 everjust talk about it.
 No, we'll do it.
 We'll drink cheap beer. We'll ride
 on the roller coastertill we throw up.
 Then we'll ride horses on the beach
 right in the surf.
 Butyou'll have to do it like a real
 cowboy. None ofthat sidesaddle stuff.
 - You mean, one leg on each side?
 - Yeah.
 - Can you show me?
 - Sure... ifyou like.
 - Teach me to ride like a man.
 - And chew tobacco like a man.
 And spit like a man.
 They didn't teach you that
 in finishing school?
 - No.
 - Well, come on, I'll showyou.
 Let's do it.
 I'll showyou how. Come on.
 Jack, no!Jack, no!
 Wait,Jack. No,Jack.
 I couldn't possibly,Jack.
 Watch closely.
 - That's disgusting!
 - All right,yourturn.
 That was pitiful!
 Come on,you really got
 to hawk it back,you know?
 Get some leverage to it.
 Useyour arms, arcyour neck.
 ( Hawks)
 - See the range on that thing?
 - Mm-hmm.
 - ( RoseHawking)
 -Jack: Okay, go.
 ( Hawks)
 -That was better. You got to work on it.
 -Really?
 Reallytry and hawk it up
 and get some bodyto it,you know?
 You got to...
 ( Snorting)
 ( Swallows)
 Mother.
 May I introduceJack Dawson?
 Charmed, I'm sure.
 The others were gracious
 andcurious
 abouttheman
 who hadsavedmylife
 butmymotherlookedathim
 likean insect--
 a dangerous insect
 which mustbesquashedquickly.
 Well,Jack, sounds likeyou're a good
 man to have around in a sticky spot.
 ( TrumpetPlayingFanfare)
 Why do they always insist on announcing
 dinner like a damn cavalry charge?
 - ( Laughs)
 - Shall we go to dress, Mother?
 Seeyou at dinner,Jack.
 Uh, son? Son!
 Doyou have the slightest comprehension
 whatyou're doing?
 Not really.
 Well,you're about to go
 into the snake pit.
 What areyou planning to wear?
 I figured. Come on.
 I was right.
 You and my son
 arejust about the same size.
 Pretty close.
 - ( Whistles)
 - You shine up like a new penny.
 ( Laughs)
 Good evening, sir.
 ( Orchestra Playing
 "On TheBeautifuIBlueDanube")
 Good evening.
 Man:
 Hello.
 Cal: Doyou know that there are
 several thousand tons
 of Hockley steel
 in this very ship?
 - Ruth: Hmm. Which part?
 - Cal: All the right ones, ofcourse.
 Then we'll know who to hold
 accountable ifthere's a problem.
 - Where's my daughter?
 - Oh, she'll be along.
 - There is the countess.
 - Hello, my dear.
 - Good evening, Cal.
 - Cal: So good to seeyou.
 I saw that in a nickelodeon once
 and I always wanted to do it.
 ( Snickers)
 Ruth:
 I'll seeyou at dinner.
 Darling? Surely
 you remember Mr. Dawson.
 Dawson?
 ( Chuckles)
 Well, it's amazing.
 You could almost pass for a gentleman.
 - Almost.
 - Extraordinary.
 Ruth:
 My dear, it's delightful to seeyou.
 What a remarkable
 voyage this is.
 - It's mad, isn't it?
 - Ruth: I loveyour perfume.
 There's the Countess of Rothes.
 And, um, that'sJohnJacob Astor--
 the richest man on the ship.
 His little wifeythere, Madeleine,
 is my age and in delicate condition.
 See how she's
 trying to hide it?
 - Quite the scandal.
 - Hmm.
 And that's Benjamin Guggenheim
 and his mistress Madame Aubert.
 Mrs. Guggenheim is at home
 with the children, ofcourse.
 And over here we have
 Sir Cosmo and Lucille Lady Duff-Gordon.
 She designs naughty lingerie,
 among her manytalents.
 Very popularwith the royals.
 Congratulations, Hockley.
 She's splendid.
 Why, thankyou.
 - Care to escort a ladyto dinner?
 - Certainly.
 - ( Chuckling)
 - Sweat pea?
 - Cal: Sweet pea.
 - Ain't nothin' to it, is there,Jack?
 Remember, they love money, sojust
 pretend likeyou own a gold mine...
 and you're in the club.
 - Hey, Astor!
 - Well, hello, Molly. Nice to seeyou.
 J.J. Madeleine,
 I'd likeyou to meetJack Dawson.
 - How doyou do?
 - Pleasure.
 Hello,Jack.
 Areyou ofthe Boston Dawsons?
 No-- the Chippewa Falls Dawsons,
 actually.
 Oh,yes. Yes.
 Hemusthave been nervous,
 butheneverfaltered.
 Theyassumed
 he wasone ofthem--
 Heir to a railroadfortune,
 perhaps.
 Newmoney, obviously,
 butstilla memberofthe club.
 Mother, ofcourse,
 couldalways be countedupon.
 Tell us ofthe accommodations
 in steerage, Mr. Dawson.
 I hearthey're quite good
 on this ship.
 The best I've seen, ma'am.
 Hardly any rats.
 ( Laughter)
 Mr. Dawson isjoining us
 from the third class.
 He was ofsome assistance
 to myfiancee last night.
 It turns out that Mr. Dawson
 is quite a fine artist.
 He was kind enough to show me
 some of his worktoday.
 Rose and I differ somewhat
 in our definition offine art.
 Not to impugn yourwork, sir.
 ( Clears Throat)
 Ismay:
 She may be mine on paper
 but in the eyes ofGod,
 she belongs to Thomas Andrews.
 ( Whispering):
 Are these all for me?
 Just start from the outside
 and workyourway in.
 He knows every rivet
 in her, don'tyou, Thomas?
 - Your ship is a wonder, truly.
 - Thankyou, Rose.
 - And how doyou takeyour caviar, sir?
 - No caviarfor me, thanks.
 Never did like it much.
 And where, exactly,
 doyou live, Mr. Dawson?
 Well, right now, my address
 is the R.M.S. Titanic.
 Afterthat,
 I'm on God's good humor.
 And how is it
 you have means to travel?
 I work myway
 from place to place--
 You know,
 tramp steamers and such.
 But I won myticket
 on Titanic here
 at a lucky hand at poker.
 A very lucky hand.
 - All life is a game of luck.
 - Mmm.
 A real man makes
 his own luck, Archie.
 - Right, Dawson?
 - Mmm.
 And you find that sort of
 rootless existence appealing, doyou?
 Well,yes, ma'am, I do.
 I mean, got everything I need
 right here with me.
 Got air in my lungs
 and a few blank sheets of paper.
 I mean, I love waking up in the morning
 not knowing what's going to happen
 orwho I'm going to meet,
 where I'm going to wind up.
 Just the other night, I was sleeping
 under a bridge, and now here I am
 on the grandest ship in the world
 having champagne with you fine people.
 - ( Laughter)
 - I'll take some more ofthat.
 I figure life's a gift,
 and I don't intend on wasting it.
 You never know what hand
 you're going to get dealt next.
 You learn to take life
 as it comes atyou. Hereyou go, Cal.
 To make each day count.
 - Well said,Jack.
 - Hear, hear!
 To making it count.
 - All: To making it count.
 - Archie: Bravo.
 ( MollyLaughing)
 Mr. Brown had no idea
 I'd hidden the money in the stove.
 ( Laughter)
 So he comes home drunk as a pig,
 celebrating and he lights a fire.
 ( Laughter)
 ( Softly): Next it'll be
 brandies in the smoking room.
 Archie:
 Well,join me in a brandy, gentlemen?
 ( MenAgree)
 Now they retreat into a cloud ofsmoke
 and congratulate each other
 on being masters ofthe universe.
 Ladies, thankyou for
 the pleasure ofyour company.
 Rose, may I escortyou
 backto the cabin?
 - No, I'll stay here.
 - Hereyou go, Molly.
 Archie:
 Joining us, Dawson?
 You don't want to stay out here
 with the women, doyou?
 No, thanks.
 I've got to be heading back.
 - Ah.
 - Probably best.
 It'll be all business
 and politics, that sort ofthing--
 Wouldn't interestyou.
 But Dawson, good ofyou to come.
 Jack, mustyou go?
 Time for me to go row
 with the other slaves.
 Good night, Rose.
 ( Clock BeginsChiming)
 ( Sighs)
 Soyou want to go
 to a real party?
 - ( Drums Pounding, Men Whooping)
 - ( PlayingLively Tune)
 Is okay I put my hand here? Okay.
 - Talla frikkensvenska?
 - What?
 ( Repeats Phrase)
 I can't understand you.
 ( GlassShatters)
 Hey! Bravo, bravo!
 - Thankyou. Come on, guys.
 - Let's go!
 I'm going to dance
 with her now, all right?
 - Come on.
 - What?
 - Come with me.
 - What?Jack--Jack, wait!
 - ( BandPlayingAtFast Tempo)
 - I can't do this.
 We're going to have to
 get a little bit closer.
 Like this.
 - ( PipesAndDrums PlayingDance Tune)
 - You're still my best girl, Cora.
 - I don't know the steps.
 - Neither do l.
 Just go with it.
 Don't think.
 - ( Laughing)
 - Hey.
 ( RoseSquealing With Delight)
 Wait,Jack,Jack!
 Wait! Stop,Jack!
 - Ba-ba-ba.
 - ( Dancers Whooping)
 - Rose: Wait!
 - Hey! Hey!
 ( Whooping)
 -Jack: Yeah!
 -Jack, no!
 Whaaa!
 ( Squeals, Giggling)
 ...jurisdiction ofthe Sherman Act
 so my lawyers will argue.
 That's what Rockefeller said, but
 the Supreme Court is not swallowing it.
 ( MenShoutingAndCheering,
 DrumsAndPipes Playing)
 What? You think
 a first-class girl can't drink?
 - ( Squeals)
 - Get out of here.
 - You all right?
 - ( Laughing)
 - I'm fine.
 - ( Growls)
 Two out ofthree,
 two out ofthree.
 So...
 you thinkyou're
 big, tough men?
 Let's seeyou do this.
 Hold this for me,Jack.
 Hold it up.
 Ow!
 ( Laughing)
 -Jesus, Mary andJoseph!
 - You all right?
 I haven't done that in years.
 Go see Maggie, lads.
 Give herthe holley! Let's go!
 Musicians:
 Ho!
 Coffee, sir?
 I had hoped you would
 come to me last night.
 I was tired.
 Your exertions below decks
 were no doubt exhausting.
 I seeyou had that undertaker
 ofa manservant follow me. How typical.
 You will never behave like that
 again, Rose. Doyou understand?
 I'm not a foreman in one
 ofyour mills thatyou can command.
 I'm yourfiancee.
 Myfiancee?
 Myfiancee?!!
 Yes,you are, and mywife!
 Mywife in practice if notyet by law,
 soyou will honor me.
 You will honor me the way a wife
 is required to honor a husband.
 Because I will not be
 made out a fool, Rose.
 Is this in anyway unclear?
 - No.
 - Good.
 Excuse me.
 Miss Rose!
 - We had a little... accident.
 - That's all right, Miss Rose.
 - That's all right.
 - I'm sorry, Trudy.
 Let me helpyou.
 It's all right, miss.
 It's all right, miss.
 - Tea, Trudy.
 - Yes, ma'am.
 You're not to see that boy again,
 doyou understand me?
 - Rose, I forbid it.
 - Oh, stop it, Mother.
 You'll giveyourself
 a nosebleed.
 This is not a game.
 Our situation is precarious.
 You know the money's gone.
 Ofcourse I know it's gone.
 You remind me every day.
 Yourfather left us nothing but a legacy
 of bad debts hidden by a good name.
 That name is the only card
 we have to play.
 I don't understand you.
 It is a fine match with Hockley.
 - It will ensure our survival.
 - How can you put this on my shoulders?
 - Why areyou being so selfish?
 - I'm being selfish?
 Doyou want to see me
 working as a seamstress?
 Is that whatyou want?
 To see ourfine things
 sold at auction?
 Our memories
 scattered to the winds?
 ( Sighs)
 It's so unfair.
 Ofcourse it's unfair.
 We're women.
 Our choices are never easy.
 Hmm?
 Congregation:
 " Protect them byThy guardian hand "
 " From every peril
 on the land. "
 " O spirit,
 whom the Father sent "
 "To spread across
 the firmament "
 " O wind of heaven,
 byThy might "
 " Save all who dare
 the eagle's flight "
 "And keep them
 byThywatchful... "
 - Hello, Mr. Andrews.
 - Hello,Jack.
 - Sir.
 - I need to talkto somebodyfor a sec.
 You're not supposed
 to be in here.
 " ...fire and foe
 Protect them... "
 I wasjust here last night.
 You don't remember me?
 No, I'm afraid I don't.
 Nowyou're going to have to turn around.
 He'll tell you.
 I just-- I just need--
 Mr. Hockley
 and Mrs. Dewitt Bukater
 continue to be appreciative
 ofyour assistance.
 They asked me to, uh...
 giveyou this in gratitude.
 - I don't wantyour money. Please, l--
 - And also to remind you...
 thatyou hold
 a third-class ticket
 and thatyour presence here
 is no longer appropriate.
 Please, I just want
 to speakto Rose for--
 Gentlemen, will you please see that
 Mr. Dawson gets to where he belongs
 and that he stays there?
 Yes, sir.
 Come along,you.
 " Oh, hear us
 when we cryto Thee "
 " Forthose in peril
 on the sea. "
 Ruth: And why doyou have
 two steering wheels?
 We really only use
 this near shore.
 Excuse me, sir. Another ice warning.
 This one's from the Noordam.
 Thankyou, Sparks.
 Oh, not to worry.
 Quite normal forthis time ofyear.
 In fact, we're speeding up.
 I'vejust ordered
 the last boilers lit.
 Man: Okay, son,
 wind it up tight like I showed you.
 Okay, now, let it go.
 - Was good, wasn't it?
 - Quite nice.
 That's excellent, son.
 Rose:
 Mr. Andrews, forgive me...
 I did the sum in my head
 and with the number of lifeboats
 times the capacityyou mentioned
 forgive me, but it seems that there
 are not enough for everyone aboard.
 About half, actually.
 Rose,you miss nothing, doyou?
 ln fact, I put in these new type davits
 which can take an extra row
 of boats inside this one
 but it was thought by some
 that the deckwould looktoo cluttered
 so I was overruled.
 Waste ofdeck space as it is
 on an unsinkable ship.
 Sleep soundly,young Rose. I have built
 you a good ship, strong and true.
 She's all the lifeboatyou need.
 Just keep heading aft.
 The next stop will be the engine room.
 Come on.
 Jack, this is impossible.
 I can't seeyou.
 - I need to talktoyou.
 - No,Jack, no.
 Jack, I'm engaged.
 I'm marrying Cal.
 I love Cal.
 Rose,you're no picnic.
 All right,you're a spoiled
 little brat, even
 but underthatyou're the most
 amazingly astounding
 wonderful girl-- woman--
 that I've ever known and...
 -Jack, l...
 - No, let me try and get this out.
 You're,you're ama--
 I'm not an idiot.
 I know how the world works.
 I've got ten bucks
 in my pocket.
 I have nothing to offeryou
 and I know that.
 I understand.
 But I'm too involved now.
 Youjump, I jump, remember?
 I can't turn away
 without knowingyou'll be all right.
 That's all that I want.
 Well, I'm fine.
 I'll be fine, really.
 Really?
 I don't think so.
 They've gotyou trapped, Rose
 and you're going to die
 ifyou don't breakfree--
 Maybe not right away
 becauseyou're strong, but
 sooner or laterthat fire
 that I love aboutyou, Rose...
 that fire is going to burn out.
 It's not up toyou
 to save me,Jack.
 You're right.
 Onlyyou can do that.
 I'm going back.
 Leave me alone.
 Countess: Tell Lucille about the
 disasteryou had with the stationer's.
 Well, ofcourse, the invitations
 had to be sent back twice.
 - Oh, my dear!
 - And the dreadful bridesmaid's gowns--
 Let me tell you what an odyssey
 that has been.
 Rose decided
 she wanted lavender.
 She knows I detest the color,
 so she did it onlyto spite me.
 Lucille:
 lfonlyyou'd come to me sooner.
 Ruth saw some of my designs
 in "La Mode Illustree."
 Theywere forTrousseau ofthe Duchess
 of Malborough'syoungest daughter.
 Theywere quite charming, but I think
 you'll agree, my dear, that together
 we've created something ofa phoenix
 from the ashes.
 ( Women Laugh Politely)
 Hello,Jack.
 I changed my mind.
 - They said you might be--
 - Shh.
 Give meyour hand.
 Now closeyour eyes.
 Go on.
 Step up.
 Now hold on to the railing.
 - Keepyour eyes closed, don't peek.
 - I'm not.
 Step up onto the rail.
 Hold on. Hold on.
 Keepyour eyes closed.
 - ( Giggles)
 - Doyou trust me?
 I trustyou.
 All right, open your eyes.
 I'm flying!Jack!
 ( Softly):
 " Come,Josephine, myflying machine "
 " Going up, she goes "
 " Up, she goes... "
 That was the last time Titanic
 ever saw daylight.
 So we're up to dusk
 the night ofthe sinking.
 - Six hours to go.
 - Incredible.
 There's Smith and he's standing there
 and he's got the iceberg warning...
 in his fucking hand-- excuse me--
 his hand, and he's ordering more speed.
 working against him.
 He figures anything big enough
 to sinkthe ship
 they're going to see
 in time to turn
 but the ship's too big
 with too small a rudder.
 Doesn't cornerworth a damn.
 Everything he knows is wrong.
 ( Laughing)
 It's quite proper, I assureyou.
 This is the sitting room.
 - Will this light do?
 - What?
 Don't artists need good light?
 ( ln French Accent):
 That is true
 but I'm not used to working
 in such horrible conditions.
 Monet!
 - Doyou know his work?
 - Ofcourse.
 Look at his use ofcolor here.
 Isn't he great?
 I know, it's extraordinary.
 Cal insists on carting
 this hideous thing everywhere.
 Should we be expecting him
 anytime soon?
 Not as long as the cigars
 and brandy hold out.
 - That's nice.
 - What is it, a sapphire?
 A diamond,
 a very rare diamond.
 Jack, I wantyou to draw me like one
 ofyour French girls... wearing this.
 All right.
 Wearing onlythis.
 The last thing I need
 is another picture of me
 Iooking like a porcelain doll.
 As a paying customer...
 I expect to get what I want.
 Over on the bed--
 the couch.
 Go... Iie down.
 - Tell me when it looks right.
 - Putyour arm backthe way it was.
 Right.
 Put that other arm up,
 that hand right byyourface there.
 Right.
 Now, head down.
 Eyes to me,
 keep them on me.
 And tryto stay still.
 ( Exhales)
 So serious.
 I believeyou are blushing,
 Mr. Big Artiste.
 I can't imagine
 Monsieur Monet blushing.
 He does landscapes.
 Just relaxyourface.
 - Sorry.
 - No laughing.
 ( Exhales)
 My heart was pounding
 the whole time.
 It was the most erotic moment
 of my life.
 Up until then, at least.
 - So what happened next?
 - You mean, did we do it?
 Sorry, to disappointyou,
 Mr. Bodine.
 Jackwas very professional.
 Thankyou.
 ( RoseLaughing)
 Whatyou doing?
 Will you put this back
 in the safe for me?
 Mm-hmm.
 Would you excuse me?
 - None ofthe stewards have seen her.
 - This is absurd.
 It's a ship, there's only
 so many places she could be.
 Lovejoy, find her.
 - Clear.
 - Yes.
 I don't think I've ever seen
 such a flat calm.
 Like a mill pond.
 Not a breath ofwind.
 It will make the bergs
 harderto see
 with no breaking water
 at the base.
 Hmm.
 Well, I'm off. Maintain speed
 and heading, Mr. Lightoller.
 Yes, sir.
 It's getting cold.
 You look nice.
 - ( KnockAtDoor)
 - Lovejoy: Miss Rose?
 My drawings!
 ( DoorCloses)
 Come on!
 - No, wait, wait!
 - Wait, wait, wait!
 Go, go! Down, down!
 Rose:
 Quickly, quickly!
 ( Giggling)
 Bye!
 - Sorry!
 - ( Giggling)
 - It's all right!
 - ( Laughing)
 Prettytough for a valet,
 this fellow.
 - Seems more like a cop.
 - I think he was.
 -Jack: Oh, shit.
 - ( RoseScreams)
 No, over here!
 Quick!
 ( BoilerBlasting)
 - Now what?!
 - What?!
 Hold up! What'reyou two
 doing down here?
 You shouldn't be down here!
 It could be dangerous!
 Jack: Carry on! Don't mind us.
 You're doing a greatjob!
 Keep up the good work!
 Ah, lookwhat
 we have here, huh?
 ( Rose Clears Throat)
 Thankyou.
 - ( Honks Horn )
 - Where to, miss?
 To the stars.
 You nervous?
 No.
 Putyour hands on me,Jack.
 Crewman:
 God, it's bloody cold.
 You know, I can smell ice,
 you know, when it's near.
 - Bollocks.
 - But I can, all right!
 Murdoch: Did you everfind
 those binoculars forthe lookouts?
 Haven't seen them
 since Southampton.
 Well, I'll be on my rounds.
 Cheerio.
 You're trembling.
 Don't worry.
 I'll be all right.
 - They ran down there.
 - Right.
 Lovejoy:
 Anything missing?
 I've got a better idea.
 Gotcha!
 ( RoseLaughing)
 ( Laughing)
 Did you see those guys' faces?
 Did you see the...
 When the ship docks...
 I'm getting offwith you.
 This is crazy.
 I know.
 It doesn't make any sense.
 That's why I trust it.
 ( Quietly):
 Oh,yes. Here, look at this.
 Oh, look at that, would you?
 - They're a bit warmerthan we are.
 - Well, ifthat's what it takes
 for us to get warmer I'd rather not,
 if it's all the same toyou.
 - Bugger me!
 - ( Alarm Bell Clanging)
 - ( PhoneRings)
 - Pick up,you bastards!
 ( PhoneRinging)
 - Is there anyone there?
 - Yes, what doyou see?
 - Iceberg! Right ahead!
 - Thankyou.
 Iceberg! Right ahead!
 Hard to starboard!
 Crewman:
 Hard to starboard!
 - ( Ringing)
 - Crewman: Turn, turn! Steady!
 - ( Ringing)
 - ( Bell Clangs )
 Full astern!
 - Hard over.
 - Helm's hard over, sir.
 - ( Ringing)
 - Go, lads! Go!
 ( Men Yelling OutOrders)
 Shut all the dampers!
 Shut them!
 ( DampersSlamming)
 Hold it.
 Hold it!
 Now, engage
 the reversing engine!
 ( EngineStops)
 ( EngineRestarts)
 Why aren't theyturning?!
 - Is it hard over?!
 - Crewman: It is,yes, sir, hard over!
 ( Softly):
 Come on, come on, come on.
 Turn.
 Yes.
 It's going to hit!
 Jesus Christ.
 ( Glass Tinkling)
 - ( Softly):Jesus.
 - Hard to port!
 Crewman:
 Hard to port!
 ( MenScreaming)
 Get back!
 ( Screaming)
 - ( Hissing)
 - ( Screams)
 - ( MetaIDoors Closing)
 - Come on, let's go!
 Get out the door!
 They're closing the doors! Get out!
 Get out! Get out! Get out!
 Get out the door! Go on!
 Go on! Come on, lads!
 Go, lads, go!
 Get out!
 ( Screams)
 ( DoorsSlamming)
 ( Softly): Oh, my God.
 That was a close shave, weren't it?
 Smell ice, can you?
 Bleeding Christ.
 Note the time
 and enter it in the log.
 What was that, Mr. Murdoch?
 An iceberg, sir.
 I put her hard to starboard
 and ran the engines full astern
 but it was too close.
 I tried to port round it
 but she hit and the...
 - Close the watertight doors.
 - Murdoch: The doors are closed, sir.
 - All stop.
 - Crewman: Aye, sir!
 ( Ringing)
 Find the carpenter.
 Get him to sound the ship.
 Yes, sir!
 Fabrizio:
 Porca puttana!
 Che cazzo e?
 Come on, let's get the hell
 out of here! Come on, hurry up.
 Excuse me. Why have the engines stopped?
 I felt a shudder.
 I shouldn't worry, madam.
 We've likelythrown a propeller blade.
 That's the shudderyou felt.
 May I bringyou anything?
 No, thankyou.
 Man:
 Did you see anything?
 Man:
 I don't see anything now, doyou?
 ( Commotion)
 Ifthis is the direction the rats
 are going that's good enough for me.
 Crewman: Please, sir, please.
 Everything's under control.
 - You there.
 - Sir, there is no emergency.
 - Yes, there is, I have been robbed.
 - Get the master-at-arms.
 - Now,you moron!
 - Yes, sir.
 ( Men Laughing)
 Hey,you're going to miss the fun.
 Did you see what happened?
 No, I missed it.
 Apparently, it hit overthere.
 Crewman: Boiler room six
 is flooded eight feet above the plate.
 And the mail hold is worse. She's
 all buckled in in the forward hold.
 - Can you shore up?
 - Not unless the pumps get ahead.
 Haveyou seen the damage
 in the mail hold?
 - No, she's already underwater.
 - This is bad.
 We should tell
 Mother and Cal.
 I thinkthey're very good, sir.
 Don't touch anything.
 I want the entire room photographed.
 Rose:
 Just keep holding my hand.
 We've been looking
 foryou, miss.
 Rose ( Sighs):
 Well, here we go.
 Something serious has happened.
 Yes, it has.
 Indeed. Two things dearto me
 have disappeared this evening.
 Now that one is back I have a pretty
 good idea where to find the other.
 - Search him.
 - Takeyour coat off, sir.
 - Now what?
 - Come on.
 Cal, what areyou doing? We're in the
 middle ofan emergency. What's going on?
 - Is this it?
 - That's it.
 This is horseshit!
 - Don'tyou believe it, Rose. Don't!
 - He couldn't have.
 Ofcourse he could.
 It's easy enough for a professional.
 But I was with him the whole time.
 This is absurd.
 Perhaps he did it whileyou were putting
 your clothes back on, dear.
 Real slick, Cal.
 Rose, they put it in my pocket.
 - Shut up.
 - It isn't even your pocket, is it, son?
 Property ofA. L. Ryerson.
 - That was reported stolen today.
 - I just borrowed it.
 - I was going to return it.
 - We have an honest thief here, do we?
 You know I didn't do this, Rose.
 You know it.
 Don'tyou believe them, Rose.
 You know I didn't do it.
 - Come on, let's go.
 - You know I didn't do it, Rose. Rose!
 Come on, son.
 There's a good lad.
 - Come on.
 - You know I didn't do it! You know me!
 Ismay:
 Most unfortunate, Captain.
 Water... 1 4 feet above
 the keel in ten minutes--
 In the forepeak, in all three holds
 and in the boiler room six.
 - That's right, sir.
 - When can we get underway, damn it?
 That's five compartments.
 She can stay afloat with the first
 four compartments breached
 but not five-- not five.
 As she goes down bythe head
 the water
 will spill overthe tops of bulkheads
 at E deckfrom one to the next.
 Back and back.
 There's no stopping it.
 The pumps--
 Ifwe opened the doors--
 The pumps buyyou time,
 but minutes only.
 From this moment,
 no matterwhat we do
 Titanicwill founder.
 But this ship can't sink.
 She's made of iron, sir.
 I assureyou, she can...
 and she will.
 It is a mathematical certainty.
 How much time?
 An hour. Two at most.
 And how many aboard,
 Mr. Murdoch?
 Well, I believeyou may get
 your headlines, Mr. Ismay.
 Oh, it is a little slut, isn't it? Will
 you look at me when I'm talking toyou.
 ( KnockAtDoor)
 - Mr. Hockley?
 - Not now, we're busy.
 Sir, I've been told to askyou to please
 put on your lifebelts and come up to--
 I said not now.
 I'm sorryto inconvenienceyou,
 Mr. Hockley, but it's Captain's orders.
 Now, please, dress warmly.
 It's quite cold out tonight.
 Now, may I suggest
 topcoats and hats.
 - This is ridiculous.
 - Not to worry, miss.
 I am sure
 it'sjust a precaution.
 Everybody up!
 Lifebelts on!
 - ( MenScreaming Orders)
 - What's heyelling about?
 Everybody up!
 Putyour lifebelts on!
 - What's the ruckus?
 -Just putyour lifebelts on!
 Crewman:
 C.QD.?
 Sir?
 That's right-- C.QD.
 The distress call.
 That's our position.
 ( Sighs)
 Tell whoever responds
 that we're going down bythe head.
 We need immediate assistance.
 Blimey.
 Keep lowering!
 Keep lowering!
 ( Crewman Yelling OutOrders)
 Mr. Wilde! Mr. Wilde,
 where are the passengers?
 We moved them back inside.
 It's too damn cold and noisyforthem.
 You there!
 (Blows Whistle)
 Get down here and
 help with these lines.
 ( Orchestra Playing
 "Alexander's RagtimeBand")
 ( People Conversing)
 Care for a drink, sir?
 - Crewman: Please putyour lifebelts on.
 - Hey, sonny, what's doing?
 You got us all trussed up here
 and now we're cooling our heels.
 Sorry, ma'am.
 Let me go and find out.
 I don't think anybody knows
 what the hell's going on around here.
 It's the goddamned English
 doing everything bythe book.
 There's no need for language,
 Mr. Hockley.
 Go back and turn
 the heaters on in our rooms.
 I'd like a cup oftea
 when I return.
 Yes, ma'am.
 Mr. Andrews.
 I saw the iceberg
 and I see it in your eyes.
 Please tell me the truth.
 The ship will sink.
 - You're certain.
 - Yes, in an hour or so....
 all this will be
 at the bottom ofthe Atlantic.
 - What?
 - Please, tell onlywhoyou must?
 I don't want to
 be responsible for a panic
 and get to a boat quickly,
 don't wait.
 You rememberwhat I told you
 about the boats?
 Yes.
 I understand.
 Over here, sir.
 Sir, they need you
 up in the second-class purser's office.
 - There's a big mob up there.
 - Go on, I'll keep an eye on him.
 Aye, right.
 Sir! Carpathia says
 they're making 1 7 knots.
 Full steam forthem, sir.
 She's the only one responding?
 The only one close, sir.
 She says they can be here in four hours.
 Four hours?
 Thankyou, Bride.
 ( Softly):
 My God.
 ( Crewmen Yelling OutOrders)
 Sir! We are swung out
 and ready, sir.
 Hadn't we better get the women
 and children into the boat, sir?
 - Yes, we do.
 - Sir?
 Women and children first. Yes.
 Yes, sir.
 Crewman ( Yelling): Ladies
 and gentlemen,your attention please!
 Step this way, please.
 That's right.
 Come towards me.
 Thankyou. Good.
 Forthe time being, I shall require
 onlywomen and children.
 Man:
 Right here.
 All right, boys,
 like the captain said
 nice and cheery
 so there's no panic.
 "Wedding Dance."
 ( Orchestra BeginsPlaying)
 Lifebelts on!
 Here, putyour lifebelts on.
 Putyour lifebelts on.
 Here, putyour lifebelt on.
 Here, come on, here.
 ( Commotion)
 Crewman: It isn't time
 to go up to the boatsyet.
 Please stay calm.
 Look, please, make sure, everybody,
 you've gotyour lifebelts on
 and gentlemen, allow the women
 and children through to the front.
 - What are we doing, Mommy?
 - We'rejust waiting, dear.
 When they're finished putting
 the first-class people in the boats...
 they'll start with us and
 we'll want to be all ready, won't we?
 ( MenArguing)
 Go and get some help.
 Lower away!
 Left and right together!
 Steady! Both sides together.
 Steady! Steady!
 Steady!
 Stop! Stop!
 - ( Screaming)
 - Hold the left side! Right side only!
 Right side only!
 Right side only!
 Hold the left side!
 Right side down!
 Lower awaytogether!
 Steady, lads!
 ( Explosion)
 ( Passengers Gasp )
 You know, I do believe
 this ship may sink.
 I've been asked to giveyou
 this small token
 ofour appreciation.
 Compliments of
 Mr. Caledon Hockley.
 Come on, sister,you heard
 the man-- into the boat.
 Any room for a gentleman,
 gentlemen?
 Crewman:
 Onlywomen at this time, sir.
 Will the lifeboats be seated
 according to class?
 I hope they're
 not too crowded.
 Oh, Mother, shut up!
 Don'tyou understand? The water is
 freezing and there aren't enough boats.
 Not enough by half. Halfthe people
 on this ship are going to die.
 Not the better half.
 Come on, Ruth, get in the boat.
 First-class seats are right up here.
 You know, it's a pity
 I didn't keep that drawing.
 It'll be worth
 a lot more by morning.
 You unimaginable bastard.
 Molly: Come on, Rose, darling.
 There's plenty of room foryou.
 Come on, Rose.
 You're next, darling.
 Come into the boat, Rose.
 - Come.
 - Rose, get into the boat.
 Rose.
 Good-bye, Mother.
 Rose! Rose, come back here!
 Where areyou going?
 To him?
 To be a whore to a gutter rat?
 I'd rather be his whore
 than yourwife.
 No. No!
 - I said no!
 - ( Hawking)
 Ruth:
 Rose! Please stop!
 Crewman:
 And lower away!
 - Rose!
 - Man the tiller!
 - No, wait!
 - Lower away!
 - Rose!
 - Lowertogether!
 Help!
 Can anybody hear me?
 ( BangingPipe)
 Hello, help me!
 ( Distantly):
 Help me!
 Can anybody hear me?
 Somebody help me, please!
 Rose:
 Mr. Andrews?
 - Steward, checkthe starboard corridor.
 - Yes, Mr. Andrews.
 Madam, please put on a lifebelt.
 Get to the boat deck immediately.
 Lucy, for God's sake,
 put on your lifebelt.
 - Set a good example.
 - Yes, sir.
 - Anyone in here?
 - Mr. Andrews? Mr. Andrews, thank God.
 Where would the master-at-arms
 take someone under arrest?
 What? You have to get
 to a boat right away.
 No! I'm doing this with orwithoutyour
 help, sir, but without will take longer.
 Take the elevatorto the bottom. Go
 to the left down the crewman's passage.
 Then go right and left again at the
 stairs. You'll come to a long corridor.
 - This could be bad.
 - (WaterGurgling)
 Oh, shit. Oh, shit!
 ( Struggling)
 - Excuse me, thankyou.
 - Crewman: The lifts are closed.
 - Woman: I do not care...
 - The lifts are--
 I'm sorry, miss,
 but the lifts are closed.
 I'm through being polite, goddamn it!
 Now take me down!
 E deck.
 Come on. Oh, come on.
 ( Yells)
 ( Screams)
 - I'm going back up!
 - No!
 No, no!
 Come back!
 I'm going back up.
 I'm going back up!
 Crew passage.
 Crew passage.
 ( BreathingHard)
 Jack?
 Jack?
 Jack?!
 -Jack?
 - Rose!
 Jack?!
 Rose, I'm in here!
 I'm in here.
 -Jack?!
 - I'm in here.
 -Jack?!
 - Rose!
 Jack!Jack! I'm sorry.
 I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
 - That guy Lovejoy put it in my pocket.
 - I know, I know, I know, I know.
 Listen, Rose,you're going to have
 to find a spare key, all right?
 Look in that cabinet
 right there.
 It's a little
 silver one, Rose.
 Silver.
 - These are all brass ones!
 - Check right here, Rose.
 Rose...
 how did you find out
 I didn't do it?
 I didn't.
 I just realized I already knew.
 - Keep looking.
 - Oh.
 No key. There's no key!
 All right, Rose, listen. You're going
 to have to go find some help.
 It'll be all right.
 I'll be right back.
 I'lljust wait here.
 Hello, is there anyone here?
 Hello? ls there anybody
 down here?
 We need help! Hello!
 Damn it.
 Can anybody hear me?
 Please, hello! Hello!
 Oh, thank God.
 Wait, please, I need your help.
 There's a man back here and--
 Wait!
 Hello?
 ( LoudRumbling)
 ( RoseBreathingHard)
 - Hello?
 - Ah, miss,you shouldn't be here now.
 - Please, I need your help.
 - This way, quickly.
 There is a man down here
 and he is trapped. Please.
 - There's no need to panic.
 - No, I'm not panicking.
 You're going the wrong way!
 Let go of me, listen!
 - To hell with you.
 - Oh!
 ( Ship Creaking)
 ( Softly):
 Oh, my God...
 - ( Explosion)
 - ( Crackling)
 ( Gasping)
 ( LoudRumbling)
 -Jack!
 - Rose!
 - Will this work?
 - I guess we'll find out.
 Come on.
 Wait, wait, wait, wait. Try a couple
 of practice swings overthere.
 All right.
 Good, now tryto hit
 the same mark again, Rose.
 You can do it.
 Okay, that's enough practice.
 Come on, Rose,
 you can do it. Listen.
 Just hit it really hard
 and reallyfast.
 Wait, open your hands up
 a little more.
 - Like that?
 - Right.
 Listen, Rose, I trustyou.
 Go!