We are at the port of Southampton in England. Passengers are busy showing their tickets and checking their luggage. Every so often they look up and stare at something that amazes them. They are in awe of a singularly spectacular sight. The captain gives the order for the passengers to board the ship.
We look toward what the passengers are seeing. Upwards we turn our gaze and take in the immensity before us. Is there no end to its height?
The full majesty of this ship is before us. Never before have we seen such a marvel.
Now we notice the name on the stern, the famous Titanic ! Who could help but be impressed by the grandeur and the overwhelming size of the largest moving object in the world. It is beyond our wildest imagination.
Solo We segue from the hustle and bustle of the exterior to the drab boiler room in the bowels of the ship.
Solos The boilers are being lit and stoked (all 29 of them). Mr.Barrett, the head stoker and a former coal miner, oversees the work.
The machinery comes to life with pistons moving, propellers spinning.
The ship begins to move; people wave to those left behind. All are optimistic about their future.
Titanic sails out of the harbor. She is majestic, a towering hotel full of the promise of the age.
But suddenly we see an iceberg in the open sea, a premonition of things to come.
Now in the open sea, the ship cuts through the water like a sharp knife, moving steadily on.
The power and speed of the ship are felt.
Barrett is told by the captain to stoke the boilers as high as they could go to set a new speed record to New York, and the Ship sails Into the sunset
Mr. Barrett finds his way to the telegraph room and dictates a note of proposal to his girlfriend, Darlene, who is back in Ireland.
The Marconi wireless operator, Harold Bride, sings a song about the possibilities of the new technology, his love.
Both sing their love songs together, one of the love of another person, the other of technology&emdash;a fateful omen.
Coming out of this reverie we are transported to the deck where it is nighttime. The people are dancing and singing after a beautiful day at sea. The water seems calm, the waves low, and the air is brisk. Not a worry in the world, and then...
Suddenly we see the iceberg looming ahead, its dangerous part hidden beneath the waters.
The lookout sees the iceberg and relays the information to the officer on watch in a mere 37 seconds.
The officer mistakenly orders full stop. This causes the ship to be more difficult to steer and she heads ominously toward a collision.
The iceberg gets dangerously closer and closer, larger and larger.
Collision! It tears six holes in front of Mr. Barrett in the boiler room. Dangerous sea water begins gushing in as the ship begins to list.
The captain, the owner, and the designer are told what is happening, that the ship is sinking, and they blame each other. Aspersions are cast and tempers flare until they point to each other and scream, "YOU DID IT!"
At first, some passengers don't believe that the ship is indeed sinking, then it becomes real for them. Titanic begins to list, most don't know what to do. The unthinkable is happening: Titanic is going down.
Some passengers jump into the frigid waters; screams are heard from those falling from the stern as it lifts itself high in the air.
Finally, the great ship sinks below the surface.
Silence.
The waters are filled with debris and lifeboats. Many lives have been lost. The survivors are cold and wet. It is a tragedy of epic proportions.
But just as a corps is the people, so too was Titanic. The lives lost at sea will never be replaced, but as well, they will not be forgotten. We end with an optimistic salute that captures the spirit of hope for the future that was... Titanic.
We'll meet tomorrow, We will find a path, And reach tomorrow, Past this day of wrath. We'll be together once again, Cling to your hope and prayers till then...If tomorrow is not in store, Let this embracing, Replace forever, Keep us together, Evermore.