MAN: 13 metres. You should see it. INDISTINCT VOICE OVER RADIO OK, take her up over the bow rail. OK, Mir Two, we're going over the bow. Stay with us. OK, quiet. We're rolling. Seeing her coming out of the darkness like a ghost ship still gets me every time. To see the sad ruin of the great ship sitting here where she landed at 2:30 in the morning of April 15, 1912 after her long fall... ..from the world above. (Stifles laugh) You're so full of shit, boss. Dive six. Here we are again on the deck of 'Titanic'. Two and a half miles down. 3,821 metres. The pressure outside is three and a half tons per square inch. These windows are nine inches thick and if they go, it's sayonara in two microseconds. Alright, enough of that bullshit. Put her down on the roof of the officers' quarters like yesterday. OK, Mir Two, land it right over the grand staircase. You guys set to launch? Yeah. Brock launching 'Duncan' now. Go, Charlie. Running tether out. Tether out. OK, Brock, drop her down along the hull. Roger. Drop down and go in the first class gangway door. I want you guys working the D-deck reception area and the dining saloon. We copy that. Tether out. OK, now left. Now left. Left, coming left. 'Snoop Dog' is on the move. We're headed down the stairwell. OK, Lewis, drop down to B-deck. OK, A-deck. Give me some rope, Captain. B-deck. Get in there. OK. Watch the door frame. Watch it! I see it. I got it. We're good. We're good. Just chill, boss. OK, make your turn. Watch the wall. Cable out, Captain. Yeah, Brock, we're at the piano. You copy? OK, copy that. OK, 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! That's Hockley's bed. That's where the sonofabitch slept. Oops, somebody left the water running. Hold it a second. Go back to the right. That wardrobe door...get closer. You smelling something, boss? I want to see what's under it. Give me my hands, man. Alright! Take it easy. It might come apart. OK. Go! Flip it over! Go! Turn her over! Keep going! Go! OK, drop it. Oh, baby, baby! Are you seeing this, boss? It's payday, boys. GRAND, INSPIRING MUSIC (Crew applaud) (Imitates cash register bell) Ha ha! We did it, Bob. We brought it back, baby! Who's the best, baby? Say it! Say it! You are, Lewis. Bobby, my cigar. Right here. (All cheer wildly) OK, crack her open. Shit. No diamonds? You know, boss, the same thing happened to Geraldo and his career never recovered. Turn the camera off. Brock, the partners would like to know how it's going. Hey, Dave! Barry, hi! Look, it wasn't in the safe. But don't worry about it. Still plenty of places it could be. Yes! The floor debris, the mother's room, the purser's safe on C-deck. Jimmy Hoffa's briefcase... Guys, look, you got to trust my instincts. I know we're close. Just got to go through a process of elimination. Hang on a second. Let me see that. We might have something here. Where's the photograph of the necklace? Call you right back! I'll be goddamned. TV REPORTER: Brock Lovett is best known for finding Spanish gold... OK, I'll feed you! Now he's using Russian subs to reach the most famous shipwreck of all - the 'Titanic'. He is with us live via satellite from the research ship 'Keldysh' in the North Atlantic. Hello, Brock. Hello, Tracy. Of course, everyone knows the familiar stories of 'Titanic'. The nobility, the band playing to the very end. What I'm interested in are the untold stories. The secrets lie deep inside the hull of 'Titanic'. We're using robot technology to go further into the wreck than anybody's done before. Your expedition is at the centre of a storm of controversy over salvage rights and even ethics. Many are calling you a grave-robber. Nobody ever called the recovery... What is it? Turn that up, dear. I have museum-trained experts here making sure that these relics are preserved and catalogued properly. Look at this drawing we found just today - a piece of paper that's been underwater for 84 years - and my team are able to preserve it intact! Should this have remained unseen at the bottom of the ocean for eternity? I'll be goddamned. Brock! There's a satellite call for you. 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 gotta speak up. She's kinda old. Great. This is Brock Lovett. How can I help you, Mrs...? Calvert. Rose Calvert. Mrs Calvert. I was just wondering if you had found the 'Heart of the Ocean' yet, Mr Lovett. I told you you wanted to take the call. Alright. 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. MAJESTIC MUSIC She's a goddamn liar! Some nutcase seeking money or publicity. God only knows why. Like that Russian babe - Anaesthesia. They're inbound! Rose DeWitt Bukater died on the 'Titanic' when she was 17. That's right. She'd be over 100 by now. 101 next month. OK, so she's a very old goddamn liar. I've already done the background on this woman, back to the '20s. She was working as an actress. An actress! There's your first clue, Sherlock. Her name was Rose Dawson back then. Then she marries this guy named Calvert. They move to Cedar Rapids and she punches out some kids. Now Calvert's dead and I hear Cedar Rapids is dead. Everybody who knows about the diamond is supposedly dead or on board, but SHE KNOWS! Doesn't exactly travel light, does she? Mrs Calvert, I'm Brock Lovett. Welcome to the 'Keldysh'. OK, let's get her inside here. Hi, Miss Calvert. Welcome to the 'Keldysh'. Hey! KNOCK AT DOOR Yes? Are your staterooms alright? Oh, yes. Very nice. Have you met my granddaughter Lizzy? She takes care of me. We met just a few minutes ago. Remember, Nanna, up on deck? Oh, dear... There, that's nice. I have to have my pictures when I travel. Can I get you anything? Anything you'd like? Yes. I would like to see my drawing. Louis XVI wore a fabulous stone called the 'Blue Diamond of the Crown'. It disappeared in 1792, 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 the 'Heart of the Ocean'. Today it would be worth more than the Hope Diamond. It was a dreadful, heavy thing. I only wore it this once. You actually think this is you, Nanna It is me, dear. Wasn't I a dish? I tracked it down through insurance records - an old claim that was settled under terms of absolute secrecy. Can you tell me who the claimant was, Rose? I should imagine someone named Hockley. Nathan Hockley, that's right. Pittsburgh steel tycoon. The claim was for a diamond necklace his son Caledon had bought his fiancee - you - a week before he sailed on 'Titanic'. And it was filed right after the sinking. So the diamond had to have gone down with the ship. You see the date? April 14, 1912. Which means if your grandmother is who she says she is she was wearing the diamond when the 'Titanic' sank. And that makes you my new best friend. These are some of the things we recovered from your stateroom. This was mine. How extraordinary! It looks the same as it did last time I saw it. The reflection has changed a bit. Are you ready to go back to 'Titanic'? Here we go. She hits the berg on the starboard side. She bumps along, punching holes like morse code - dit dit dit - along the side, below the water line. Then the forward compartments start to flood. As the water level rises, it spills over the watertight bulkheads which unfortunately don't go any higher than E-deck. So now, as the bow goes down, the stern rises up. Slow at first, then faster and faster until she's got her whole ass sticking up in the air. That's a big ass. We're talking 20,000-30,000 tons. The hull's not designed to deal with that pressure So, what happens? KZZRK! She splits, right down to the keel. And the stern falls back, level. Then, as the bow sinks, it pulls the stern vertical and then finally detaches. The stern section just kinda bobs there like a cork for a couple of minutes, floods, and finally goes under about 2:20am, two hours and 40 minutes after the collision. The bow section planes away, landing about half a mile away, going 20, 30 knots when it hits the ocean floor. BUKKKKRRMMMMM! Pretty cool, huh? Thank you for that fine forensic analysis, Mr Bodine. Of course, the experience of it was...somewhat different. Will you share it with us? VIOLINS PLAY Oh! I'm taking her to rest. No. Come on, Nanna. NO! Tell us, Rose. It's been 84 years. That's OK. Just try to remember anything. Anything at all. Do you want to hear this 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. 'Titanic' was called the 'Ship of Dreams'. And it was. It really was. MAJESTIC MUSIC STEWARD: All third class passengers with a forward berth, this way please, this queue... It's a big boat, huh? Daddy, it's a ship! You're right. CAR HORN BEEPS 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 'Titanic'. It's over 100 feet longer than 'Mauritania'. And far more luxurious. Your daughter is far too difficult to impress, Ruth. So this is the ship they say is unsinkable. God himself could not sink this ship... What? You have to check your baggage through the terminal, sir. Kindly see my man, good sir. My pleasure, sir! If I can do anything at all... Yes, right. All the trunks are in that car there. 12 from here. And the safe. To the parlour suite, rooms B52, 54, 56. WHISTLE BLOWS Ladies, we'd better hurry. My coat? MAN: All third class passengers queue here for health inspection. Chin up. Welcome to 'Titanic'. ROSE: It was the ship of dreams... to everyone else. To me, it was a slave ship, taking me back to America in chains. Outwardly, I was everything a well-brought-up girl should be. Inside, I was screaming. HORN BLARES Basta! Idiot! (Speaks Swedish) Jack, you are pazzo. You bet everything we have. When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose. (Speaks Swedish) Sven? (Speaks Swedish) Alright. The moment of truth. Somebody's life's about to change. Fabrizio? Niente. Niente. Olaf? Nothing. Sven? Uh-oh, two pair. I'm sorry, Fabrizio. (Curses in Italian) I'm sorry. You're not gonna see your mom again for a long time. 'Cause we're going to America! Full house, boys! Whoo-hoo! (Both laugh ecstatically) (Speaks Swedish) Come on! Figlio di puttana! I'm going home! (Curses in Swedish) I'm going home! I go to America! No, mate. 'Titanic' go to America, in five minutes. Come on! Come on! Here! We're riding in high style now! We're a couple of regular swells. We're practically goddamn royalty, ragazzo mio. Si. It's majestino! I go to America to be millionaire! Whoa! Whoa! Bastardo! You're pazzo! Maybe, but I've got the tickets! Come on! I thought you were fast! Wait! Wait! Hey, wait! We're passengers! Passengers. Have you been through the inspection queue? Of course. 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! HORN BLOWS CHEERING Goodbye! MAJESTIC MUSIC SOARS You know somebody? No. That's not the point. Goodbye, I'll miss you! Goodbye! Goodbye! I will never forget you! CHEERING HORN BLOWS MAJESTIC MUSIC OK, darlings, that's good. (Mutters) 60. 63... Excuse me. Oh, right here. Hey, how you doing? Jack. Nice to meet you. Jack Dawson. Nice to meet you. How you doing? Who says you get top bunk, huh? (Laughs) This is your private promenade deck, sir. Would you be requiring anything? Hm. Excuse me. This one? No, it had a lot of faces on it. This is the one. Would you like all of them out, miss? Yes. We need a little colour in this room. Ah, put it in there - in the wardrobe. Oh, God. Not those finger paintings again. What a waste of money. The difference between our taste 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. Now, Degas in the bedroom. Lucky they were cheap. Ah, put it in the wardrobe. OLD ROSE: At Cherbourg, a woman came aboard named Margaret Brown, but we all called her Molly. History would call her The Unsinkable Molly Brown. Well, I wasn't about to wait all day for you, sonny. Here. You think you can manage? Her husband had struck gold someplace out west and she was what Mother called 'new money'. By the next afternoon we were steaming west from the coast of Ireland, with nothing out ahead of us but ocean. MAJESTIC MUSIC Take her to sea, Mr Murdoch. Let's stretch her legs. Yes, sir. Move ahead full, Mr Moody. Very good, sir. BELL RINGS All ahead full. All ahead full. Come on, lads, get lively. (Men shout orders) MACHINERY GRINDS Alright, let's stoke it right up! We go full ahead! Come on - put your backs into it! GLORIOUS MUSIC 21 knots, sir. Hey, look, look, look, look! See it? There's another one! See him? Look at that one. Look at him jump! Whoo-hoo! Whoo! I can see the Statue of Liberty already. Very small, of course. (Laughs) I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD! WHOO-HOO! WHOO! WHOO-HOO-HOO! YEE-HAH! (Howls) She's the largest moving object ever made by the hand of man in all history. And our master shipbuilder, Mr Andrews here, designed her from the keel plates up. I may have knocked her together, but the idea was Mr Ismay's. He envisioned a steamer so grand in scale and so luxurious in its appointments that its supremacy would never be challenged. And here she is, willed into solid reality. Hear, hear. Salmon. You know I don't like that, Rose. She knows. We'll both have the lamb - rare with very little mint sauce. You like lamb, right, sweet pea? You gonna cut her meat for her too there, Cal? (Chuckles) Hey, who thought of the name 'Titanic'? Was it you, Bruce? Well, yes, actually. (Laughs) I wanted to convey sheer size. And size means stability, luxury and, above all, strength. Do you know of Dr Freud, Mr Ismay? His ideas about the male preoccupation with size might be of particular interest to you. What's gotten into you? Excuse me. I do apologise. She's a pistol, Cal. Hope you can handle her. I may have to start minding what she reads, Mrs Brown. Freud. Who is he? Is he a passenger? FABRIZIO: The ship is nice, uh? Yeah, it's an Irish ship. Is English, no? No, 'twas built in Ireland by 15,000 Irishmen. Solid as a rock. Big Irish hands. That's typical - first-class dogs come down here to take a shite. Lets us know where we rank in the general scheme. Like we could forget. (Laughs) I'm Tommy Ryan. Jack Dawson. Hello. Fabrizio. Hi. Do you make any money with your drawings? GENTLE MUSIC Oh, forget it, boyo. Angels flying out of your arse are as likely as getting the likes of her. (Laughs) OLD ROSE: I saw my whole life as if I'd already lived it. An endless parade of parties and cotillions, yachts and polo matches. Always the same narrow people, the same mindless chatter. I felt like I was standing at a great precipice with no-one to pull me back. No-one who cared, or even noticed. DRAMATIC MUSIC (Sobs) MELANCHOLY MUSIC (Sobs) Don't do it. Stay back! Don't come any closer! Come on, give me your hand - I'll pull you back. No! Stay where you are. I mean it! I'll let go. (Pants) No, you won't. What do you mean, "No, I won't"? Don't tell me what I will and won't do. You don't know me. Well, you would've 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 after you. Don't be absurd. You'd be killed. I'm a good swimmer. The fall alone would kill you. It would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't. Tell you the truth, I'm a lot more concerned about that water being so cold. How cold? Freezing. Maybe a couple of degrees over. You ever, ah, ever been to Wisconsin? What? They have some of the coldest winters around. I grew up there near Chippewa Falls. I remember when I was a kid - me and my father, we went ice fishing out on Lake Wissota. Ice fishing is where... I know what ice fishing is! Sorry. You just...seem like, you know, kind of an indoor girl. Anyway, I, ah, I fell through some thin ice. And I'm telling you... ..water that cold, like right down there... It hits you like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body. You can't breathe, can't think. At least not about anything but the pain. Which is why I'm not looking forward to jumping in there after you. Like I said... ..I don't have a choice. I'm hoping you'll come back over the rail and get me off the 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 of a ship. Come on. Come on, give me your hand. You don't want to do this. (Sighs) Phew! I'm Jack Dawson. Rose DeWitt Bukater. You'll have to write that one down. (Laughs) Come on. AARGH! AAH! I've got you. Come on. Come on! (Screams) HELP, PLEASE! Please help me! Listen - listen to me. I've got you. I won't let go. Now, pull yourself up. Come on! Come on. That's right. We can do it. (Cries) I got ya. Ah! What's all this? (Pants) You stand back and don't move an inch! Fetch the master-at-arms. This is completely unacceptable! What made you think that you could put your hands on my fiancee? Look at me, you filth! Cal. What do you think you were doing? 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... ..ah, ah, ah...the, ah... Propellers? Propellers! And I slipped. And I would have gone overboard but Mr Dawson saved me and almost went over himself. You... 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. The boy's a hero, then. Well done, son. So, it's all's well and back to our brandy, eh? Look at you. You must be freezing. Let's get you inside. Perhaps a little something for the boy? Of course. Ah, 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. Perhaps you could join us for dinner tomorrow evening, to regale our group with your heroic tale. Sure. Count me in. Good. Settled then. This should be interesting. (Whistles) Can I, ah, bum a smoke? You'll want to tie those. It's interesting. The young lady slipped so suddenly and you still had time to remove your jacket and your shoes. MUSIC BOX PLAYS GENTLY (Knocks) I know you'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! (Laughs) Perhaps as a reminder of my feelings for you. Is it a... Diamond? Yes. 56 carats, to be exact. It was worn by Louis XVI and they called it 'La Coeur de la Mer'... The 'Heart of the Ocean'. The 'Heart of the Ocean', yes. It's overwhelming. Well, it's for royalty. We ARE royalty, Rose. You know, there's nothing I couldn't give you. There's nothing I'd deny you. If you would not deny me. Oh, open your heart to me, Rose. SOMBRE MUSIC I've been on my own since I was 15 - since my folks died. I had no brothers, sisters or kin in that part of the country, so I lit out of there and haven't been back since. Call me a tumbleweed blowing in the wind. Well, Rose. We've walked about a mile around this boat deck and chewed over the great weather and how I grew up, but that's not why you came to talk to me. Mr Dawson, I... Jack. Jack. I want to thank you for what you did. Not just for... for pulling me back, but for your discretion. You're welcome. Look, I know what you 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've happened to make her think she had no way out?" Well, I... It was everything. It was my whole 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've gone straight to the bottom. 500 invitations have gone out. All of Philadelphia society will be there. And all the while I feel I'm in a crowded room screaming at the top of my lungs and no-one even looks up. Do you love him? Pardon me? Do you love him? You're being very rude. You shouldn't be asking me this. It's a simple question - do you love the guy? (Exclaims) This is not a suitable conversation! Just answer the question. (Laughs) This is absurd! We don't know each other and we are not having this conversation. You are rude and uncouth and presumptuous and I am leaving now. Jack...Mr Dawson, it's been a pleasure. I wanted to thank you and I have. And you've insulted me. Well, you deserved it. Right. Right. (Exclaims) I thought you were leaving. I am. You are so ANNOYING! Ha ha! Wait. I don't have to leave. This is my part of the ship. YOU leave. (Laughs) Well, well, well! Now who's being rude? (Exclaims) What is this stupid thing you're carrying around? So, what are you? An artist or something? These are rather good. They're, ah... They're VERY good, actually. Jack, this is exquisite work. They didn't think much of them in old Paree. Paris? You do get around for a p... Well, ah, a... a person of limited means. Go on - poor. You can say it. Well, well, well. And these were drawn from life? That's one of the good things about Paris - lots of girls willing to take their clothes off. (Chuckles) You liked this woman. You used her several times. Well, she had beautiful hands, you see? I think you had a love affair. No, no, no, no, no. Just with her hands. She was a one-legged prostitute. See? Oh! (Both chuckle) She had a good sense of humour. Oh, and this lady. She sat at this bar every night wearing every piece of jewellery she owned waiting for her long-lost love. Called her Madame Bijou. See, her clothes are all moth-eaten. Well, you have a gift, Jack. You do. You see people. I see you. And? You wouldn't have jumped. 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've caught you at tea. We're awfully sorry. You missed it. The Countess and I were off to take the air. What a lovely idea. I'll catch up on my gossip. Countess... So, you've not yet 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. 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. I'm just a passenger. I leave it to you to decide what's best. What a glorious final crossing for you if we were to arrive on Tuesday night and surprise them all. Make the morning papers, retire with a bang, eh, E.J.? Good man. After that I worked on a squid boat in Monterey. Then I went down to Los Angeles, Santa Monica pier, and started doing portraits there for 10 cents apiece. Why can't I be like you, Jack? Head out for the horizon whenever I feel like it. Say we'll go there sometime, to that pier. Even if we only ever talk about it. No, we'll do it. We'll drink cheap beer. We'll ride on the roller-coaster till we throw up. Then we'll ride horses on the beach, right in the surf. But you'll have to do it like a cowboy, no side-saddle. You mean one leg on each side? Yeah. Can you show me? Sure, if you like. Teach me to ride like a man. And chew tobacco like a man. (In Southern accent) And spit like a man! They didn't teach you that in finishing school? No. Come on, I'll show you. Let's do it. Wha...? I'll show you how. Jack! No! Come on! Come on! No! Wait, Jack! Come on. No, Jack! I couldn't possibly! Watch closely. Ugh! That's disgusting! Alright, your turn. That was pitiful. You really gotta hock it back. Get some leverage. Use your arms. Arch your neck. You see the range on that thing? OK, go. That was better. You gotta work on it. Try and hock it up. Get some body to it. You gotta... (Snorts loudly) Mother... May I introduce Jack Dawson. Charmed, I'm sure. OLD ROSE: The others were gracious and curious about the man who'd saved my life. But my mother looked at him like an insect, a dangerous insect, which must be squashed quickly. Jack, sounds like you're good to have around in a sticky spot. BUGLE PLAYS FANFARE Why do they insist on announcing dinner like a damn cavalry charge? Shall we go dress, Mother? See you at dinner, Jack. Er, son? Son! Do you have the slightest comprehension what you're doing? Not really. Well, you're about to go into the snakepit. What are you planning to wear? I figured. Come on. I was right! You and my son are just about the same size. Pretty close. (Whistles) You shine up like a new penny. (Laughs) Good evening, sir. 'BLUE DANUBE' WALTZ PLAYS Good evening. Hello. CAL: Several thousand tons of Hockley steel in this ship. RUTH: Which part? The right ones, of course. Well, we'll know who's accountable if there's a problem. Where's my daughter? She'll be along. There is the Countess. Hello, my dear. Good evening, Cal. I saw that in a nickelodeon once, and always wanted to do it. Darling... Surely you remember Mr Dawson? Dawson...? Oh, it's amazing! You could almost pass for a gentleman. Almost. Extraordinary. My dear, it's delightful to see you. What a remarkable voyage this is. There's the Countess of Rothes. And, um, that's John Jacob Astor. The richest man on the ship. His little wifey there, Madeleine, is my age and in a delicate condition. See how she's trying to hide it? Quite the scandal. And that's Benjamin Guggenheim and his mistress, Madame Aubert. Mrs Guggenheim is at home with the children, of course. And over here we have Sir Cosmo and Lucille, Lady Duff Gordon. She designs naughty lingerie, among her many talents. Very popular with the royals. Congratulations, Hockley, she's splendid. Why, thank you. Care to escort a lady to dinner? Certainly. Sweet pea? Sweet pea! Ain't nothing to it, is there, Jack? Remember they love money, so pretend you own a gold mine and you're in the club. Hey, Astor! Well, hello, Molly. Nice to see you. J.J., Madeleine, I'd like you to meet Jack Dawson. How do you do? Pleasure. Well, Jack. Are you of the Boston Dawsons? No, the Chippewa Falls Dawsons, actually. Oh, yes. OLD ROSE: He must have been nervous, but he never faltered. They assumed he was one of them - heir to a railroad fortune, perhaps. New money, obviously, but still a member of the club. Mother, of course, could always be counted upon. Tell us of the accommodations in steerage, Mr Dawson. I hear they're quite good on this ship. The best I've seen, ma'am. Hardly any rats. (All laugh) Mr Dawson is joining us from the third class. He was of some assistance to my fiancee. Mr Dawson is quite a fine artist. He kindly showed me some of his work today. Rose and I differ somewhat in our definition of fine art. Not to impugn your work, sir. (Clears throat) Are these all for me? Start from the outside, work your way in. Knows every rivet in her, don't you, Thomas? Your ship is a wonder, Mr Andrews. Thank you, Rose. How do you take your caviar, sir? No caviar for me, thanks. Never did like it much. And where exactly do you live, Mr Dawson? Well, right now my address is the RMS 'Titanic'. After that, I'm on God's good humour. And how is it you have means to travel? I work my way from place to place, you know, tramp steamers and such. My ticket on 'Titanic' came from a lucky hand at poker. A very lucky hand. All life is a game of luck. A real man makes his own luck, Archie. Right, Dawson? Mmm. And you find that sort of rootless existence appealing, do you? Well, yes, ma'am, I do. I mean, I've got everything I need right here with me. I've got air in my lungs and a few blank sheets of paper. I love waking up not knowing what's going to happen, or who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. The other night I was sleeping under a bridge. Now I'm on this grand ship having champagne with you fine people. I'll take some of that. I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You never know what hand you'll get dealt. You learn to take life as it comes at you. Here, Cal. To make each day count. Well said, Jack. Hear, hear! To making it count. ALL: To making it count! (Laughs) Mr Brown had no idea I'd hidden the money in the stove. (All laugh) So he comes home drunk as a pig, celebrating, and lights a fire! (All laugh) Next it'll be brandies in the smoking room. Well, join me in a brandy, gentlemen? What a good idea. Why not? They'll retreat into a cloud of smoke - masters of the universe! Ladies, thank you for the pleasure of your company. I'll escort you to the cabin. No, I'll stay here. Here you go, Molly. Joining us, Dawson? You don't want to stay here with the women? (Chuckles) No, thanks, I've got to be heading back. Probably best. It'll be all business and politics. It wouldn't interest you. But Dawson! Good of you to come. Jack, must you go? Time for me to go row with the other slaves. Goodnight, Rose. CLOCK CHIMES So, you want to go to a real party? BAND PLAYS WILD IRISH JIG He's-a get the band in! OK. (Man speaks Swedish) What? (Repeats question in Swedish) I can't understand you. Bravo! I'm gonna dance with her now, alright? Come on. What? Come on. Come with me. Jack, wait! I can't do this. We're gonna have to get a little bit closer. Like this. You're still my best girl, Cora. I don't know the steps. Either do I. Just go with it. Don't think. MUSIC SPEEDS UP Please, Jack! Wait! Stop, Jack! Jack, wait! Jack! No! WHOOOAAA! (Squeals and laughs) Under the jurisdiction of the shire, so my lawyers will argue. That's what Rockefeller said, but the Supreme Court isn't swallowing it. Don't, Sefter. What? You think a first class girl can't drink? Get out of here! You alright? (Laughs) I'm fine. (Men shout drunkenly) So, you think you're big tough men? Let's see you do this. Hold this for me, Jack. Hold it up. Ow! Jesus, Mary and Joseph! You alright? I haven't done that in years. (Shouts instructions) Let's go! Andiamo! Andiamo! Coffee, sir? I had hoped you would come to me last night. I was tired. Your exertions below decks were no doubt exhausting. You had that undertaker of a manservant follow me. How typical. You will never behave like that again, Rose. Do you understand? I'm not one of your foremen that you can command. I'm your fiancee. My fiancee. My fiancee. MY FIANCEE! Yes, you are! And my wife! My wife in practice, if not yet by law, so you will honour me the way a wife is required to honour her husband. Because I will not be made a fool, Rose. Is this in any way unclear? No. Good. Excuse me. Miss Rose. We had an accident. It's alright, Miss Rose. Sorry, Trudy. Let me help you. It's alright, Miss. It's alright, Miss. Tea, Trudy. Yes, ma'am. You're not to see that boy again. You understand me? Rose! I forbid it. Oh, stop it, Mother. You'll give yourself a nosebleed. This is not a game. Our situation is precarious. You know the money's gone. Of course I know it's gone. You remind me every day. Your father 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 are you being so selfish? I'M being selfish?! Do you want to see me working as a seamstress? Is that what you want? To see our fine things sold at auction? Our memories scattered to the winds? It's so unfair. Of course it's unfair. We're women. Our choices are never easy. (All sing) # Encircled by thy guiding hand # From every pair about the land # O spirit who the Father sent # To spread abroad the firmament # O wind of heaven by thy might # Save all who dare the eagle's flight # And keep them by thy watchful... # Hello, Mr Andrews. Hello, Jack. Sir... I just need to see somebody. You're not supposed to be in here. # Full... # # Protect them... # I was here last night. You don't remember? No, I don't. He'll tell you. I just... I just... Mr Hockley and Mrs DeWitt Bukater continue to be appreciative of your assistance. They asked me to, er, give you this in gratitude. I don't want your money. Also to remind you that you hold a third class ticket and your presence here is no longer appropriate. I just want to speak to Rose! Please see that Mr Dawson gets back to where he belongs. And that he stays there. Yes, sir. Come along, you. # O hear us when we cry to thee # For those in peril on the sea. # Why do you have two steering wheels? We only use this near shore. Excuse me, sir. Another ice warning. This one's from the 'Northern'. Thank you, Sparks. Oh, not to worry. Quite normal for this time of year. In fact, we're speeding up. I've just ordered the last boilers lit. OK, son, wind it up tight like I showed you. That's right. Now let it go. That's a good one. That's excellent, son. Mr Andrews, forgive me. I did this sum in my head. And with the number of lifeboats times the capacity you mentioned, it seems that there are not enough for everyone aboard. About half, actually. Rose, you miss nothing, do you? In 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 deck would look too cluttered. So I was overruled. A waste of deck space on an unsinkable ship. Sleep soundly, young Rose. I have built you a good ship. Strong and true. She's all the lifeboat you need. Keep heading aft. The next stop's the engine room. Jack, this is impossible. I can't see you. I need to talk to you. No, Jack, no. Jack, I'm engaged. I'm marrying Cal. I love Cal. Rose, you're no picnic, alright? You're a spoiled little brat, even. But under that, you're the most amazingly, astounding wonderful girl - woman - that I've ever known. And... Jack, I... Let me try and get this out! You're ama... I'm not an idiot. I know how the world works. I've got 10 bucks in my pocket. I have nothing to offer you, and I know that. I understand. But I'm too involved now. You jump, I jump, remember? I can't turn away without knowing you'll be alright. That's all that I want. Well, I'm fine. I'll be fine. Really. Really? I don't think so. They've got you trapped, Rose. And you're gonna die if you don't break free. Maybe not right away because you're strong but... ..sooner or later that fire that I love about you, Rose, that fire's gonna burn out. It's not up to you to save me, Jack. You're right. Only you can do that. I'm going back. Leave me alone. Tell Lucille about the disaster you had with the station nurse. Well, of course, the invitations had to be sent back twice. Oh, my dear. And the dreadful bridesmaids' gowns. What an odyssey that has been. Rose decided she wanted black. (Voice fades) If only you'd come to me sooner. Ruth saw some of my designs in 'Le Mode d'Illustre' - pictures of the Duchess of Marlborough's younger daughter. They were quite charming. I think you'll agree that together we've created something of a phoenix from the ashes. GENTLE, ROMANTIC MUSIC Hello, Jack. I changed my mind. ROMANTIC MUSIC BUILDS They said you might be up here... Shhh. Give me your hand. Now close your eyes. Go on. Now step up. Now hold on to the railing. Keep your eyes closed. Don't peek. I'm not. Step up onto the rail. (Gasps) Hold on. Hold on. Keep your eyes closed. (Chuckles nervously) Do you trust me? I trust you. Alright...open your eyes. (Gasps) MUSIC SWELLS (Breathlessly) I'm flying, Jack. (Sings) # Come Josephine # In my flying machine # Going up she goes # Up she goes. # GRAND ROMANTIC MUSIC MUSIC CLIMAXES MUSIC FADES INDISTINCT VOICE OVER RADIO That was the last time 'Titanic' ever saw daylight. So we're up to just the night of the sinking. Six hours to go. Incredible! There's Smith standing there with the iceberg warning in his fucking hands - and he's ordering more speed! 26 years of experience working against him. He figures anything big enough to sink the ship they'll see in time to turn. The ship's too big with too small a rudder. It doesn't corner worth a damn. Everything he knows is wrong. INDISTINCT VOICE OVER RADIO (Giggles) It's quite proper, I assure you. This is the sitting room. Will this light do? What? Don't artists need good light? (Mock French accent) That is true but I'm not used to working in such 'orrible conditions. Monet. Do you know his work? Of course. Look at his use of colour 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. Phew! That's nice. What is it, a sapphire? A diamond. A very rare diamond. Jack, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls... ..wearing this. Alright. Wearing only this. DELICATE PIANO MELODY The last thing I need is another picture of me looking like a porcelain doll. As a paying customer... ..I expect to get what I want. Over on the bed... ..the couch. Go on. Lie down. Yeah. Tell me when it looks right. Put your arm back the way it was. Right. Put that other arm up, that hand right by your face there. Right. Now, head down. Eyes to me. Keep them on me. And try to stay still. (Clears throat) (Exhales) GENTLE PIANO MUSIC So serious. I believe you're blushing, Mr Big Artiste. I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing. He does landscapes. Just relax your face. Sorry. No laughing. MUSIC INTENSIFIES 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 disappoint you, Mr Bodine. Jack was very professional. Thank you. (Giggles) What are you doing? Will you put this back in the safe for me? Mm-hm. Whew! Gentlemen, would you excuse me? Of course. None of the 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 millpond. (Chuckles) Not a breath of wind. It will make the bergs harder to see, with no breaking water at the base. Hmm. Well, I'm off. Maintain speed and head in with the light on. Yes, sir. It's getting cold. Hmm. You look nice. KNOCK AT DOOR LOVEJOY: Miss Rose? My drawings. DOOR CLICKS SHUT (Sighs) Run! LIVELY IRISH FOLK MUSIC Wait, wait, wait! Wait, wait, wait! Go, go. Quick, down. Down, down. Go, go, go. Quickly. RAPID DRUMBEAT (Both laugh) Sorry. (Laughs) Keep going, sir. I've got it. Pretty tough for a valet, this feller. Seems more like a cop. I think he was. Oh, shit. Go! LIVELY MUSIC RESUMES (Screams) No, over here. FURNACE ROARS Now what? What? MAN: Coal! Full coal to number one, mate. Hold up. What are you two doing down here? You shouldn't be down here. It's dangerous. Oi! IRISH MUSIC BUILDS Carry on. Don't mind us. You're doing a great job. Keep up the good work. MUSIC ENDS ABRUPTLY Ah, look what we have here, huh? (Laughs) (Clears throat) (Laughs) (Clears throat) Thank you. SOFT PIANO MUSIC (Beeps horn) (Laughs) Where to, Miss? To the stars. GENTLE, ROMANTIC MUSIC Are you nervous? No. Put your hands on me, Jack. UNSETTLING MUSIC Cor, it's bloody cold. You know, I can smell ice, you know...when it's near. Bollocks. Well, I can, alright? Did you find those binoculars for the lookouts? I haven't seem them since Southhampton. Well, I'll be on my rounds. Cheerio. ROMANTIC MUSIC MUSIC SWELLS (Sighs) You're trembling. Don't worry. I'll be alright. They ran down there. Right. Anything missing? (Sighs) BROODING MUSIC I've got a better idea. Gotcha! (Laughs hysterically) (Both laugh) Did you see those guys' faces? (Laughs) Did you see them? When the ship docks... ..I'm getting off with you. This is crazy. I know. It doesn't make any sense. That's why I trust it. (Chuckles) Oh, yes. Here, look at this. Cor, look at that, would ya? They're a bit warmer than us. If that's what it takes for us to get warmer, I'd rather not, if you don't mind, alright? OMINOUS MUSIC Bugger me! BELL RINGS PHONE RINGS Pick up, you bastards! PHONE CONTINUES RINGING Is there anyone there? Yes. What do you see? Iceberg, right ahead! Thank you. DRAMATIC MUSIC Iceberg, right ahead! Astern to starboard! BELL RINGS Turn! Turn! Stanley. Hey! Full astern! Hard over! Hard over, sir. BELL RINGS Go, lads. Go! Faster! MAN: Right! Steam down. Bring 'em down. Shut all the dampers! Shut them! Hold it! Hold it. Now, engage the reversing engine! SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC Force the hatch down. Bring 'em down. Why ain't they turning?! Is it hard over? It is. Yes, sir. Hard over. (Murmurs tensely) Come on. Come on, come on. Turn. Yes. It's gonna hit! METALLIC SCREECHING Jesus Christ! GLASS TINKLES (Whispers) Jesus! Hard aport! MAN: Hard aport! (Men scream) Get back! DRAMATIC MUSIC Come on! Let's go! Get out the door! They're closing the doors! Go! Get out the door! Go! Come on then. Move it! Go! RUN! Arggh! BELL RINGS Oh, my God. That was a close shave, wasn't it? Smell ice, can ya?! Bleedin' Christ! Note the time. Enter it in the log. What was that, Mr Murdoch? An iceberg, sir. I put a hard to starboard and ran the engines full astern but it was too close. I tried to port round it but she hit. Close the watertight doors. They're closed, sir. All stop. Find the carpenter. Get him to sound the ship. Yes, sir. SPLASH! (Speaks Italian) (Speaks Swedish) 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. Probably thrown a propeller blade. That's what you felt. May I bring you anything? No, thank you. MAN: So, now there's talk of an iceberg. Do you see anything? MAN: I don't see anything now. Do you? The direction the rats are going is good enough for me. STEWARD: Please, sir. Please. Everything's under control. Nothing to worry about. You there. Sir, there is no emergency. There is. I've been robbed. Get the master-at-arms. Now, you moron! Yes, sir. LAUGHTER Hey, did I miss the fun? Did you see what happened? No. Apparently it hit over there. Boiler Room 6 is flooded eight feet above the plate, and the mail hold is buckled. Can you shore up? If the pumps get ahead. What about the mail hold? She's already under water. This is bad. We should tell Mother and Cal. I think they're very good, sir. Don't touch anything. I want the entire room photographed. ROSE: Just keep hold of my hand. Do you know what's going on? We've been looking for you, Miss. (Sighs) Here we go. Something serious has happened. Yes, it has. Indeed. Two things dear to me disappeared this evening. Now that one's back, I know where to find the other. Search him. Take your coat off, son. Now what? Come on. What are you doing? We're in the middle of an emergency. What's going on? Is this it? That's it. This is horseshit! Don't you believe it, Rose. Don't! He couldn't have. He could. It's easy for a professional. I was with him the whole time. This is absurd. Perhaps he did it while you were putting your clothes back on. Real slick, Cal. They put it in my pocket. Shut up. It isn't even your pocket, is it? Property of A.L. Ryerson. That was reported stolen today. I borrowed it. I was gonna return it. We have an honest thief. You know I didn't do this, Rose. You know it! Don't you believe them, Rose. I didn't do it. Son, let's go. I didn't do it, Rose. Rose! Come on. Come on, son, there's a good lad. You know I didn't do it. You know me! This is most unfortunate, Captain. Water...14 feet above the keel in 10 minutes, in the forepeak and all three holds and in Boiler Room 6. That's right, sir. When can we get underway, dammit? That's five compartments. She can stay afloat with the first four compartments breached, but not five. Not five. If she goes down, the water will spill over the bulkheads at E-deck from one to the next... ..back and back - there's no stopping it. The pumps - if we opened the doors? The pumps buy you time, but minutes only. From this moment, no matter what I do, 'Titanic' will founder. But this ship can't sink! She's made of iron, sir. I assure you, she can... and she will. It is a mathematical certainty. How much time? An hour. Two at most. And how many aboard, Mr Murdoch? 2,200 souls on board, sir. Well, I believe you may get your headlines, Mr Ismay. (Gasps) Oh, it is a little slut, isn't it? Look at me when I'm talking! KNOCK AT DOOR Mr Hockley. Not now. We're busy. Please put on your lifebelts and come up to the... I said not now. I'm sorry to inconvenience you, 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'm sure it's just a precaution. Everybody up! Lifebelts on! MAN: Let's go! What? What's he on about? Everybody up. Put your lifebelts on. What's the ruckus? Put your lifebelts on. CQD...? Sir? That's right. CQD - the distress call. That's our position. (Sighs) Tell whoever responds that we're going down by the head and need immediate assistance. Blimey. (Officer shouts commands) Keep lowering! Faster! And winch down. (Officer shouts commands) Wilde! Mr Wilde, where are the passengers? They've all gone inside. Too cold and noisy for them. You there! (Blows whistle) Get down here and help with these lines. DELICATE STRING MUSIC Care for a drink, sir? Hey, sonny. What's doin'? We're all trussed up, and now we're cooling our heels. Sorry, ma'am. Let me go and find out. Nobody knows what's going on around here. The goddamned English, doing everything by the book. There's no need for language, Mr Hockley. Go and turn the heaters on in our rooms. I'd like some tea when I return. Yes, ma'am. Yes, ma'am. DELICATE STRING MUSIC CONTINUES Mr Andrews. I saw the iceberg and I see it in your eyes. Please tell me the truth. MAN: This way, please. Please, this way. The ship will sink. You're certain? Yes. In an hour or so... ..all this will be at the bottom of the Atlantic. What? Please, tell only who you must. I don't want to be responsible for a panic. And get to a boat, quickly. Don't wait. You remember what I told you about the boats? Yes. I understand. OFFICER: Yes, madam. Please put it on immediately. Over here, son. Sir, you're needed at the purser's office. There's a mob there. Go on. I'll keep an eye on him. Aye. Right. Sir! The 'Carpathia' says they're making 17 knots. Full steam for them, sir. She's the only one who's responded? The only one close, sir. They can be here in four hours. Four hours? Thank you, Bride. My God. We are all out and ready, sir. Hadn't we better get the women and children into the boats, sir? Yes. Women and children. Sir? Women and children first. Yes. Yes, sir! Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please. Step this way, please. That's right. Come towards me. Thank you. Good. For the time being, I shall require only women and children. Right here. Alright, boys, like the Captain said - nice and cheery, so there's no panic. 'Wedding Dance'. Lifebelts on. Put your lifebelts on. Put your lifebelts on. Here, put your lifebelt on. Here. Come on. Put that lifebelt on. Turn that round. Turn it around. OFFICER: There's no reason to panic. It isn't time to go up to the boats yet. Please stay calm! Please make sure, everybody, you've got your lifebelts on. Gentlemen, allow the women and children through to the front. What are we doing, Mummy? We're waiting, dear. When they've put first-class people in the boats, they'll start with us, and we'll want to be ready, won't we? If you push on the gates, it won't help. Go and get some help. Lower away! Left and right together! Both sides together! Steady! Steady! Steady! Steady. Stop! Stop! Hold it! (All scream) Hold the left side! Right side only. Right side only. Right side only. Hold the left side. Right side only. Lower away together. Steady, lads. FLARE EXPLODES ALL: Oh! SUBDUED, UNEASY MUSIC You know, I do believe this ship may sink. I've been asked to give you this small token of our appreciation. Compliments of Mr Caledon Hockley. (Gasps) Come on, sister, you heard the man. Into the boat. Any room for a gentleman, gentlemen? CREWMAN: Only women at this time, sir. Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they're not too crowded. Oh, Mother...SHUT UP! Don't you understand?! The water's freezing and there aren't enough boats - not enough by half. Half the people on this ship are going to die. Not the better half. Come on, Ruth. Get in the boat. The first-class seats are up here. It's a pity I didn't keep that drawing. It'll be worth more by morning. OFFICER: Women and children towards the front, please. You unimaginable bastard. MOLLY: Come on, Rose, darling. There's plenty of room for you. Come on, Rose. You're next, darling. Come into the boat, Rose. CAL: Come. Rose...get into the boat! Rose. Goodbye, Mother. Rose! Rose, come back here. Where are you going? What? To him? To be a whore to a gutter rat? I'd rather be his whore than your wife. No! No! I said no! RUTH: Rose, please stop! OFFICER: And lower away! No! Rose! And together. No, wait! Lower away! Rose! Lower together! Help! Can anybody hear me?! Hello! Help me! (Voice echoes) Help me! Can you hear me? Can anybody hear me? Somebody help me! ROSE: Mr Andrews! Steward, check the starboard corridor. Yes, Mr Andrews. Get to the boatdeck immediately. Lucy, 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? You must get to a boat right away. No! I'm doing this with or without your help. But without will take longer. Take the elevator to the bottom and go left, down the crewmen's passage, then go right and left again at the stairs. You'll come to a corridor. (Sighs) (Sighs) This could be bad. DRAMATIC MUSIC Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Excuse me. Thank you. MAN: Yes, but... WOMAN: I don't care what you think. I'm sorry, miss, but the lifts are closed. I'm through being polite, goddammit! Now, take me down! E-deck. Come on. Come on, come on. Arggh! (Squeals) I'm going back up. No! No! No! Miss! Come back! I'm going back up. I'm going back up! What passage? The crew passage. 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! Lovejoy put it in my pocket. I know, I know, I know. You're gonna have to find a spare key, alright? Alright. Look in that cabinet right there. It's a little silver one, Rose. (Whispers) Silver one. 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 realised I already knew. Keep looking. Oh! No key. There's no key! Alright, Rose, listen. You're have to go find some help. It'll be alright. I'll be right back. I'll just wait here. OMINOUS MUSIC Hello! Is there anyone here? Hello. Is there anybody down here?! We need help. Hello! Dammit! Can anybody hear me? Please. Hello! Hello! Oh, thank God. Wait, please, I need your help. There's a man back here who needs... Wait! Hello. SHIP GROANS (Breathes rapidly) Hello. Miss, you shouldn't be here now. Wait, please, I need your help. This way, quickly. There's a man who's trapped. Yes, alright. Please. Don't panic. I'm not panicking. You're going the wrong way. Let go of me. Listen! To hell with you. (Gasps) OFFICER: Stand by those boats. Lower away! Keep going. Keep going. Oh, my God. Oh! SHIP GROANS Jack. Rose. Will this work? I guess we'll find out. Come on. Wait, wait, wait, wait! Try a couple of practise swings over there. Ugh. Good. Now, try and hit the same mark again, Rose. Ugh! OK. That's enough practise. Come on, Rose. You can do it. Listen, just hit it really hard and really fast. Come on. Wait! Open your hands up a little more. Good. Like that? Right. Listen, Rose, I trust you. Go! Whoa! (Laughs) Oh! You did it! Come on! Let's go! Oh, shit, this is cold! Oh, shit! Shit. This is the way out. We have to find another way. Come on! (Quartet plays classical music) Pull, pull. Put your backs into it. Pull. Pull. Now there's something you don't see everyday. OMINOUS MUSIC Why's this luggage here? Get rid of it - we need the room. (Cries out) Let go, sir. Get back! Keep calm. No! Lovejoy. She's not on the starboard side, either. We're running out of time. This strutting martinet isn't letting any men out. One on the other side's letting men on. Well then, that's our play. We need some insurance first. Come on. REPEATED THUMPING AARGH! Here, what do you think you're doing? You'll have to pay for that, you know. That's White Star Line property! BOTH: Shut up! Will you hold the boat a moment? I... UHH! Sit down! She's the last. Prepare to lower. Mr Lightoller. Why are the boats being launched half-full? Not now, Mr Andrews. There, look. 20 or so in a boat built for 65. I saw one boat with only 12. Well, we weren't sure of the weight, Mr Andrews. These boats may buckle. Rubbish. They were tested in Belfast with the weight of 70 men. Fill these boats, Mr Lightoller, for God's sake. Please, I need more women and children please. DRAMATIC MUSIC SWELLS Get back in there. This is not an exit. This is not an exit! You can't keep us locked up. We're bloody sinking. Bring forward the women. Unlock the gates. Women only. CREWMAN: Go back, go back. (Crowd yells desperately) Lock the gates. Get back from those gates. Don't touch the gates. For God's sake, there are women and children down here! Let us out so we have a chance! Get back. Jack. Tommy. Can we get out? It's hopeless. We've got to do something fast. Jack! Fabrizio. The boats are all gone. We've got to get out. There's niente this way. Alright, let's go this way, alright? Come on. I make my own luck. So do I. Come on. No, come on, let's go this way. (Pleads) (Speaks urgently) (Responds vigorously) This way. Just go back to the main stairwell and everything will be sorted out. We need to get upstairs. It'll get sorted out at the main stairwell. Open the gate. Go back. Open the gate right now. Go back down the main stairwell, now! (Sighs) Goddammit! Sonofabitch! Go back. Open the damn gate. Fabri, Tommy - give me a hand. Move aside. Pull, pull! Pull! Move aside, move aside! Put that down. Move aside. One, two, three! Put that down! Stop that! AARGH! Again! AARGH! Let's go. Let's go, Rose. You can't go up there. You... AGITATED SHOUTING Keep order here. Back, back, back. Ugh! (Screams) Get back, I say! Or I'll shoot you all like dogs! Keep order here. Keep order, I say. Mr Lowe, put down this boat. Right, is everybody alright? Nobody panic. Stay back, stay back. Too late. There are more boats down the front. Stay with this one - Murdoch. He seems quite practical. URGENT SCREAMS DRAMATIC MUSIC (People scream) Stay back, you lot! Just stay back! The lot of you! Stay back. (Fires gun) It's starting to fall apart. We don't have much time. Mr Murdoch. Mr Hockley. You two with me, now. I'm a businessman, you know, with a business proposition for you. FLARE FIRES Come on, Rose. The boats are gone. Colonel, are there any boats that side? No, but there are a couple for'ard. I'll lead you. (Quartet plays classical music) What's the use? Nobody's listening to us anyway. They don't listen to us at dinner, either. Come on, let's play. Keep us warm. 'Orpheus'. (Quartet plays lively music) Music to drown by. Now I know I'm in first class. Where is everyone? They're all still aft, sir. We have an understanding, then, Mr Murdoch. (People cry and scream) GUNSHOT Women and children only. Come through, madam. This way. Step back, sir. You'd better check the other side. Go. Any more women and children? Any children left? I found her - on the other side. Waiting for a boat. With him. Any more women and children? They're all aboard, Mr Murdoch. Anyone else, then? Hop on, sir, hop on. Do hurry. Anyone else? Stand by the poles. Oh, goddammit all to hell! Shit. Fire! Sir, sir, you can't come through here! Sir, you can't come through! Passenger Smith, I... (Sighs) Prepare to lower. Ready on the left. Take them down. Keep it steady. Both sides together. Steady. Keep it steady. Give her to me. Daddy! It'll be fine, darling. Don't you worry. Daddy, get in the boat. It's goodbye for a little while. Only for a little while. There's another boat for daddies. This is for mummies and children. Hold Mummy's hand and be a good girl. I'm not going without you. No, you have to go. Now. No, Jack. Get in the boat, Rose. No, Jack. Yes. Get on the boat. Yes, get on the boat, Rose. My God, look at you. You look a fright. Here. Put this on. Come. Go on. I'll get the next one. No, not without you. I'll be alright. Listen, I'll be fine. I'm a survivor. Don't worry about me. Now, get on. I have an arrangement with an officer - we can get off safely. Both of us. See? I've got my own boat to catch. Go on, hurry. They're almost full. Step aboard, miss. Go on. Step aboard, please. You're Daddy's good girl, alright. Step lively. Lower away. HAUNTING MUSIC Easy. Lower away. You're a good liar. Almost as good as you. There's no, ah... There's no arrangement, is there? Oh, there is. Not that you'll benefit much from it. I always win, Jack. One way or another. VOICES ECHO HAUNTING MUSIC (Breathes heavily) Rose! (People scream) Stop her. Rose, what are you doing?! Stop her! No! Rose. (Sobs) You're so stupid. Why'd you do that, huh? You're so stupid, Rose. Why did you do that? Why?! If you jump, I jump, right? Right. Oh, God, I couldn't go. I couldn't go, Jack. It's alright. I'll think of something. I'm pleased I'm with you. I'll think of something. TENSE MUSIC DRAMATIC MUSIC Come on! Move over! Come on, come on. (Screams) Come on. Move! Come on. Move! (Screams) Come on. Come on, Rose. (Fires gun) Rose, come on! (Fires gun) Move, Rose! (Fires gun) Go! (Fires gun) Aargh! SHIP CREAKS I hope you enjoy your time together! (Laughs bitterly) What could possibly be funny? I put the diamond in the coat. I put the coat on her! Come on. SHIP GROANS (Child screams) HELP ME! We can't leave him. Alright, come on. (Screams) DRAMATIC MUSIC Go back. (Yells aggressively in Italian) It's the wrong way. Come back. DOOR GROANS CATACLYSMIC MUSIC BUILDS Jack! Rose! This way. Come on. Give me your hand. Oh, God. (Groans) Help! Help! Wait, sir. Open the gate, please. Please. Help us, please. Help us, please. Help us. Please. Bloody hell. Hurry! Come on, come on. Come on. Go, go! Oh, Jesus. Please. Come on. Hurry. Come on! I'm sorry. I dropped the keys. Wait, please! Wait! Don't leave, please. No. I got 'em. Which one is it, Rose? The short one. Try the short one. Hurry, Jack. Oh, no. Oh, my God. Hurry, Jack. It's stuck, it's stuck! Hurry, Jack! Hurry! Come on! I got it, I got it! Go, Rose! Go, go. Jack! Jack! Come on. Move! Move! Keep the boat rocking! Oars in place! Get an oar under it. Women and children only, damn you! Hold it. Hold it! Get this davit straight in. And get the pulleys hooked up. (Quartet plays classical music) Get back! Stay back! CHILD: Mummy! (Sobs) Keep going up. SHIP CREAKS Stop pushing. Stay back. Give us a chance to live, you limey bastard! I'll shoot any man trying to get past! Bastard! Get back! We had a deal. Your money can't save you and it can't save me. Get back. Women and children only. (Fires gun) Stop pushing. (Fires gun) Tommy! No, no, don't! Bastardo! Oh. Oh, no! Oh, Tommy! No, Will! Stand back, damn you. (Child sobs) I have a child! I have a child! Clear a path here. Please, I have a child. Please, I'm all she has in the world. Go on. Step back. Step back, I say. Please. Here, give her to me. Women and children only, here. One more woman and child. Step forward, please. Give her here. (Sobs) There, there. Wait, wait, wait. Mr Andrews. Ah, Rose. Won't you even make a try? I'm sorry that I didn't build you a stronger ship, young Rose. SHIP GROANS It's going fast. We have to move. Wait. Good luck to you, Rose. And to you. Mr Guggenheim. These are for you. No, thank you. We're dressed in our best and prepared to go down as gentlemen. But we would like a brandy. Let's go! Get the pulleys over here now! It'll go up and we'll right it. RUSHING WATER Capitan...Capitan... ..where should I go? Please? MAN: Take up the slack...slowly! (Quartet plays elegant waltz) Captain! Captain! Sir! SHIP GROANS (Quartet concludes waltz) Right. That's it then. Goodbye, Wally. Good luck. Goodbye, Wallace. So long, old chap. (Man yells) Lower the boat down onto the decking! (Plays sorrowful melody) SORROWFUL MUSIC CONTINUES And so they lived happily together for 300 years in the land of Tir Nanogh... ..land of eternal youth and beauty. LOUD RUMBLING There's no time! Cut those cords! Cut them! Cut them if you have to! I need a knife! I need a knife! Alright, get ready to roll the boat out! We've got to move! WATER ROARS Cut those bloody cords! Here. (People yell and scream) Gentlemen, it has been a privilege playing with you tonight. WATER CRASHES CREAKING (Breathes heavily) TENSE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC (Cries out) (People shriek) We have to say aboard as long as possible! Come on! Arggh! (Cries out) JACK: This way! Through here! Come on, Rose. Jump. Come on! (Woman screams hysterically) (Man shrieks) (Groans) I've got you! Jump! I've got you, miss. Jack! Come on! Get back! CABLES SNAP (Man screams) (Gasps) Arggh! SOMBRE, POWERFUL MUSIC Let go! You'll swamp us! (People scream) Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death... Want to walk a little faster to that valley? (Screams) Arggh! Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Hail Mary, full of grace... JACK: This way! (Rose whimpers) Come on. Come on! Oh! Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away... ..and there was no more sea. (Pants and gasps) It'll be over soon. It'll all be over soon. (Pants) "And he shall dwell with them and they shall be his people, "and God himself shall be with them... " Jack... ..this is where we first met. "And God shall wipe away all the tears from their eyes "and there shall be no more death. "Neither shall there be sorrow or crying, "neither shall there be any more pain, "for the former world has passed away." SOMBRE MUSIC Bloody pull faster! And PULL! GRIM, MOMENTOUS MUSIC (Cries out) MAN: Hang on, Miss Trudy! I...CAAAN'T! Arggh! (Screams) (Man yells) Christ help me! Jesus save us! MAN: We're righting! DISTANT SCREAMING God almighty! Get those breakers in! Bring them in! ELECTRICITY FIZZES Arggh! DISTANT FEARFUL CRIES METAL CREAKS OMINOUSLY SNAPPING (Screams) (Screams) SOMBRE MUSIC (People shriek) The aft of the boat! Give me your hand. I'll pull you over. Come on! Give me your hand. I've got you. I won't let go. Come on, I've got you. What's happening, Jack? I don't know. I don't know. WOMAN: I can't hang on! EERIE SILENCE Hold on! Jack! SHRIEKING, SCREAMING Arggh! (Pants) (Screams) DEEP CREAKING (Woman shrieks hysterically) DARK, MOMENTOUS MUSIC This is it! Oh, God! Oh, God! Hold on! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! The ship is going to suck us down. Take a deep breath when I say. Kick for the surface and keep kicking! Do not let go of my hand. We're going to make it, Rose. Trust me. I trust you. Ready? Wait! Now! SUCKING SOUND (People scream agonisingly) Jack! Jack! Jack! Jack! Jack! Jack! INTENSE CACOPHONY OF SCREAMS Jack! Jack! (Grunts and gasps) No! Jack! Rose! Get off her! Get off her! Rose! Oh, Jack! Swim, Rose. I need you to swim. Keep swimming. (Gasps) It's so cold! Swim, Rose. Come on! Here! Keep swimming. Come on. (Gasps) Here. Get onto it. Get on top. Come on, Rose. (Gasps) (Cries out) You've got to stay on it. Stay on, Rose. (Gasps) Jack! (Pants softly) You'll be alright now. You'll be alright now. (Blows whistle) (Yells) Return the boats! (Blows whistle repeatedly) The boats are coming back for us, Rose. Hold on just a little bit longer. Return the boats! They rowed away from the suction, but now they'll be coming back. WOMAN: Oh, please! For God's sake! Please...help us! DISTANT SCREAMING You don't understand. If we go back they'll swamp the boat. They'll pull us right down. Knock it off. You're scaring me. Come on, girls. Grab an oar. Let's go. Are you crazy? We're in the middle of the North Atlantic. Do you people want to live or die? I don't understand a one of you! What's the matter with you? It's your men out there! (Weeps) There's plenty of room for more. And there'll be one less on this boat if you don't shut that hole in your face! MAN: Here, take this rope. Now, bring in your oars over there. And tie these two boats together as well. Now, make sure that's tied up nice and tight. DISTANT YELLING CONTINUES Right! Listen, men, we have to go back. We'll transfer every woman from this boat into that boat as quick as you can, please! Let's get some space over there, forward and aft. OCCASIONAL SHRIEKS AND CRIES It's getting quiet. It's just going to take a couple of minutes to get... ..the boats organised. (Pants and gasps softly) I don't know about you, but...I intend to wr..write a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all this. I love you, Jack. Don't you do that. Don't you say your goodbyes. Not yet. Do you understand me? I'm so cold. Listen, Rose... ..you're going to get out of here. You're going to go on and you're going to make lots of babies and you're going to watch them grow. You're going to die an old... an old lady, warm in her bed. Not here. Not this night. Not like this, do you understand me? (Gulps) I can't feel my body. Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me. It brought me to you... ..and I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful. (Weeps softly) You must...you must... ..you must do me this honour. You must promise me that you'll survive. That...you won't give up... ..no matter what happens. (Struggles to breathe) No matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose... ..and never let go of that promise. I promise. Never let go. I will never let go, Jack. I'll never let go. SOMBRE MUSIC Right ahead, sir! (Shouts) Oars! Do you see any moving? No, sir. None moving, sir. Check them! Bring that oar up here. Check them. Make sure. These are dead, sir. Now give way. Ahead easy. Careful with your oars. Don't hit them. Is there anyone alive out there?! Can anyone hear me? (Voice echoes) Is anyone alive out there? We waited too long. Well, keep checking them. Keep looking! Is there anyone alive out there?! Can anyone hear me?! GENTLE, EERIE MUSIC (Sings quietly) # Come Josephine In my flying machine # And it's up she goes # Up she goes # Come Josephine # In my flying... # (Breathes shakily) EERIE MUSIC Jack. Jack. Jack. Jack, there's a boat. Jack. Jack. Jack. Jack! Jack! There's a boat, Jack. Jack? SOLEMN, POIGNANT MUSIC (Sobs) (Quietly) Come back. Come back! RESCUER: Is anyone alive?! (Hoarsely) Come back! Come back! (Voice cracks) Come back! Can anyone hear me? (Louder) Come back! Come back! HELLO! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME? There's nothing there, sir. Come back! (In distance) Can anyone hear me? (Voice failing) Come back. I'll never let go. I promise. WHISTLE BLOWS WEAKLY WHISTLE RINGS OUT LOUDLY WHISTLE IN DISTANCE Come about! WHISTLE RINGS OUT ECHOES OF WHISTLE FADE 1,500 people went into the sea when 'Titanic' sank from under us. There were 20 boats floating nearby... ..and only one came back. One. Six were saved from the water, myself included. Six! Out of 1,500! Afterward, the 700 people in the boats had nothing to do but wait. Wait to die, wait to live... ..wait for an absolution that would never come. GENTLE, SOMBRE MUSIC MUSIC CONTINUES QUIET TALKING Sir, you won't find any of your people down here. It's all steerage. WOMAN: His hair is reddish-brown. Calm down. Reddish-brown. Calm down. It's alright. Isn't there another passenger list? There's no other list. Perhaps he's on another ship. We're doing all we can. There's GOT to be another passenger list! WEEPING IN BACKGROUND ROSE: That's the last time I ever saw him. He married, of course, and inherited his millions. But the crash of '29 hit his interests hard and he put a pistol in his mouth that year, or so I read. Can I take your name, please, love? Dawson. Rose Dawson. Thank you. We never found anything on Jack. There's no record of him at all. No, there wouldn't be, would there? And I've never spoken of him until now - not to anyone. Not even your grandfather. A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me in every way that a person can be saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now... only in my memory. 'Keldysh, 'Keldysh', we are on our way to the surface. I was saving this for when I found the diamond. COMMUNICATIONS OVER P.A. IN BACKGROUND I'm sorry. Three years - I've thought of nothing except 'Titanic'... ..but I never got it. I never let it in. GENTLE MUSIC MAGICAL MUSIC Ah! GENTLE, HAUNTING MUSIC CONTINUES MUSIC BUILDS UPLIFTING, POIGNANT MUSIC GENTLE MUSIC (Celine Dion sings) # Every night in my dreams # I see you # I feel you # That is how I know you go on # Far across the distance # And spaces between us # You have come to show you go on # Near # Far # Wherever you are # I believe that the heart does # Go on # Once more # You opened the door # And you're here in my heart # And my heart will go on and on # Love can touch us one time # And last for a lifetime # And never let go till we're gone # Love was when I loved you # One true time I hold to # In my life we'll always go on # Near # Far # Wherever you are # I believe that heart does go on # Once more # You opened the door # And you're here in my heart # And my heart will go on and on # You're here # There's nothing I fear # And I know that my heart will go on # We'll stay # Forever this way # You are safe in my heart # And my heart will go on and on... # www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. TVNZ Captioning 2008