Titanic Screenplay

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INT. B-DECK FOYER/ CORRIDOR

Jack and Rose cross the foyer, entering the corridor. Lovejoy is waiting for them in the hall as they approach the room.

LOVEJOY
We've been looking for you miss.

Lovejoy follows and, unseen, moves behind Jack and smoothly slips the diamond necklace into the pocket of his overcoat.

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INT. ROSE AND CAL'S SUITE

Cal and Ruth wait in the sitting room, along with the Master at Arms and two stewards (Steward #1 and Barnes). Silence as Rose and Jack enter. Ruth closes her robe at her throat when she sees Jack.

ROSE
Something serious has happened.

CAL
That's right. Two things very dear to me have disappeared this evening. Now that one is back...
(he looks from Rose to Jack)
... I have a pretty good idea where to find the other.
(to Master at Arms)
Search him.

The Master at Arms steps to Jack.

MASTER AT ARMS
Coat off, mate.

Lovejoy pulls at Jack's coat and Jack shakes his head in dismay, shrugging out of it. The Master at Arms pats him down.

JACK
This is horse shit.

ROSE
Cal, you can't be serious! We're in the middle of an emergency and you--

Steward Barnes pulls the Heart of the Ocean out of the pocket of Jack's coat.

STEWARD BARNES
Is this it?

Rose is stunned. Needless to say, so is Jack.

CAL
That's it.

MASTER AT ARMS
Right then. Now don't make a fuss.

He starts to handcuff Jack.

JACK
Don't you believe it, Rose. Don't!

ROSE
(uncertain)
He couldn't have.

CAL
Of course he could. Easy enough for a professional. He memorized the combination when you opened the safe.

FLASHBACK: Rose at the safe, looking in the mirror and meeting Jack's eyes as he stands behind her, watching.

ROSE
But he was with me the whole time.

CAL
(just to her, low and cold)
Maybe he did it while you were putting your clothes back on.

JACK
They put it in my pocket!

LOVEJOY
(holding Jack's coat)
It's not even your pocket, son.
(reading)
"Property of A.L. Reyerson".

Lovejoy shows the coat to the Master at Arms. There is a label inside the collar with the owners name.

MASTER AT ARMS
That was reported stolen today.

JACK
I was going to return it! Rose--

Rose feels utterly betrayed, hurt and confused. She shrinks away from him. He starts shouting to her as Lovejoy and the Master at Arms drag him out into the hall. She can't look him in the eye.

JACK
Rose, don't listen to them... I didn't do this! You know I didn't! You know it!

She is devastated. Her mother lays a comforting hand on her shoulder as the tears well up.

RUTH
Why do women believe men?

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INT. MAIL SORTING ROOM/ HOLD

Smith and Andrews come down the steps to the mail sorting room and find the clerks scrambling to pull mail from the racks. They are furiously hauling wet sacks of mail up from the hold below.

Andrews climbs partway down the stairs to the hold, which is almost full. Sacks of mail float everywhere. The lights are still on below the surface, casting an eerie glow. The Renault is visible under the water,. the brass glinting cheerfully. Andrews looks down as the water covers his shoe, and scrambles back up the stairs.

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INT. BRIDGE/ CHARTROOM

Andrews unrolls a big drawing of the ship across the chartroom table. It is a side elevation, showing all the watertight bulkheads. His hands are shaking. Murdoch and Ismay hover behind Andrews and the Captain.

ISMAY
When can we get underway, do you think?

Smith glares at him and turns his attention to Andrews' drawing. The builder points to it for emphasis as he talks.

ANDREWS
Water 14 feet above the keel in ten minutes... in the forepeak... in all three holds... and boiler room six.

SMITH
That's right.

ANDREWS
Five compartments. She can stay afloat with the first four compartments breached. But not five. Not five. As she goes down by the head the water will spill over the tops of the bulkheads... at E Deck... from one to the next... back and back. There's no stopping it.

SMITH
The pumps--

ANDREWS
The pumps will buy you time... but minutes only. From this moment, no matter what we do, Titanic will founder.

ISMAY
But this ship can't sink!

ANDREWS
She is made of iron, sir. I assure you, she can. And she will. It is a mathematical certainty.

Smith looks like he has been gutpunched.

SMITH
How much time?

ANDREWS
An hour, two at most.

Ismay reels as his dream turns into his worst nightmare.

SMITH
And how many aboard, Mr. Murdoch?

MURDOCH
Two thousand two hundred souls aboard, sir.

A long beat. Smith turns to face his employer.

SMITH
I believe you may get your headlines, Mr. Ismay.

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EXT. BOAT DECK

Andrews is standing along the boat deck, as seamen and officers scurry to uncover the boats. Steam is venting from the pipes in the funnels overhead, and the din is horrendous. Speech is difficult adding to the crew's level of disorganization. Andrews sees some men fumbling with the mechanism of one of the Wellin davits and yells to them over the roar of steam.

ANDREWS
Turn to the right! Pull the falls taut before you unchock. Have you never had a boat drill?

SEAMAN
No sir! Not with these new davits, sir.

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INT. ROSE AND CAL'S SUITE

From inside the sitting room they can here knocking and voices in the corridor.

RUTH
I had better go dress.

Ruth exits and Hockley crosses to Rose. He regards her coldly for a moment, then SLAPS her across the face.

CAL
It is a little slut, isn't it?

To Rose the blow is inconsequential compared to the blow her heart has been given. Cal grabs her shoulders roughly.

CAL
Look at me, you little--

There is a loud knock on the door and an urgent voice. The door opens and their steward puts his head in.

STEWARD BARNES
Sir, I've been told to ask you to please put on your lifebelt, and come up to the boat deck.

CAL
Get out. We're busy.

The steward persists, coming in to get the lifebelts down from on top of a dresser.

BARNES
I'm sorry about the inconvenience, Mr. Hockley, but it's Captain's orders. Please dress warmly, it's quite cold tonight.
(he hands a lifebelt to Rose)
Not to worry, miss, I'm sure it's just a precaution.

CAL
This is ridiculous.

In the corridor outside the stewards are being so polite and obsequious they are conveying no sense of danger whatsoever. However, it's another story in...

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INT. STEERAGE BERTHING AFT

BLACKNESS. Then BANG! The door is thrown open and the light snapped on by a steward. The Cartmell family rouses from a sound sleep.

STEWARD #2
Everybody up. Let's go. Put your lifebelts on.

IN THE CORRIDOR outside, another steward is going from door to door along the hall, pounding and yelling.

STEWARD #3
Lifebelts on. Lifebelts on. Everybody up, come on. Lifebelts on..

People come out of the doors behind the steward, perplexed. In the foreground a SYRIAN WOMAN asks her husband what was said. He shrugs.

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INT. WIRELESS ROOM

ON PHILLIPS, looking shocked.

PHILLIPS
CQD, sir?

SMITH
That's right. The distress Cal. CQD. Tell whoever responds that we are going down by the head and need immediate assistance.

Smith hurries out.

PHILLIPS
Blimey.

BRIDE
Maybe you ought to try sending that new distress call... S.O.S.
(grinning)
It may be our only chance to use it.

Phillips laughs in spite of himself and starts sending history's first S.O.S. Dit dit dit, da da da, dit dit dit... over and over.

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EXT. BOAT DECK

Thomas Andrews looks around in amazement. The deck is empty except for the crew fumbling with the davits. He yells over the roar of the steam to First Officer Murdoch.

ANDREWS
Where are all the passengers?

MURDOCH
They've all gone back inside. Too damn cold and noisy for them.

Andrews feels like he is in a bad dream. He looks at his pocketwatch and heads for the foyer entrance.

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INT. A-DECK FOYER

A large number of First Class passengers have gathered near the staircase. They are getting indigent about the confusion. Molly Brown snags a passing YOUNG STEWARD.

MOLLY
What's doing, sonny? You've got us all trussed up and now we're cooling our heels.

The YOUNG STEWARD backs away, actually stumbling on the stairs.

YOUNG STEWARD
Sorry, mum. Let me go find out.

The jumpy piano rhythm of "Alexander's Ragtime Band" comes out of the first class lounge a few yard away. Band leader WALLACE HARTLEY has assembled some of his men on Captain’s orders, to allay panic.

Hockley's entourage comes up to the A-deck foyer. Cal is carrying the lifebelts, almost as an afterthought. Rose is like a sleepwalker.

CAL
It's just the God damned English doing everything by the book.

RUTH
There's no need for language, Mr. Hockley.
(to Trudy)
Go back and turn the heater on in my room, so it won't be too cold when we get back.

Thomas Andrews enters, looking around the magnificent room, which he knows is doomed. Rose, standing nearby, sees his heartbroken expression. She walks over to him and Cal goes after her.

ROSE
I saw the iceberg, Mr. Andrews. And I see it in your eyes. Please tell me the truth.

ANDREWS
The ship will sink.

ROSE
You're certain?

ANDREWS
Yes. In an hour or so.. all this.. will be at the bottom of the Atlantic.

CAL
My God.

Now it is Cal's turn to look stunned. The Titanic? Sinking?

ANDREWS
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?

ROSE
Yes, I understand. Thankyou.

Andrews goes off, moving among the passengers and urging them to put on their lifebelts and get to the boats.

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170
INT. MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE

Lovejoy and the Master at Arms are handcuffing Jack to a 4" WATER PIPE as a crewman rushes in anxiously and almost blurts to the Master at Arms...

CREWMAN
You're wanted by the Purser, sir. Urgently.

LOVEJOY
Go on. I'll keep an eye on him.

Lovejoy pulls a pearl handled Colt .45 automatic from under his coat. The Master at Arms nods and tosses the handcuff key to Lovejoy, then exits with the crewman. Lovejoy flips the key in the air. Catches it.

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171
INT. BRIDGE

Junior Wireless Operator Bride is relaying a message to Captain Smith from the CUNARD LINER CARPATHIA.

BRIDE
Carpathia says they're making 17 knots, full steam for them, sir.

SMITH
And she's the only one who's responding?

BRIDE
The only one close, sir. She says she can be here in four hours.

SMITH
Four hours!

The enormity of it hits Smith like a sledgehammer blow.

SMITH
Thank you, Bride.

He turns as Bride exits, and looks out into the blackness.

SMITH
(to himself)
My God.

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172
EXT. BOAT DECK - NIGHT

Lightoller has his boats swung out. He is standing amidst a crowd of uncertain passengers in all states of dress and undress. One first class woman is barefoot. Others are in stockings. The maitre of the restaurant is in top hat and overcoat. Others are still in evening dress, while some are in bathrobes and kimonos. Women are wearing lifebelts over velvet gowns, then topping it with sable stoles. Some brought jewels, others books, even small dogs.

Lightoller sees Smith walking stiffly toward him and quickly goes to him. He yells into the Captain's ear, through cupped hands, over the roar of the steam...

LIGHTOLLER
Hadn't we better get the women and children into the boats sir?

Smith just nods, a bit abstractly. The fire has gone out of him. Lightoller sees the awesome truth in Smith's face.

LIGHTOLLER
(to the men)
Right! Start the loading. Women and children!

The appalling din of escaping steam abruptly cuts off, leaving a sudden unearthly silence in which Lightoller's voice echoes.

ON WALLACE HARTLEY raising his violin to play.

HARTLEY
Number 26. Ready and--

The band has reassembled just outside the First Class entrance, port side, near where Lightoller is calling for the boats to be loaded. They strike up a waltz, lively and elegant. The music wafts all over the ship.

LIGHTOLLER
(indicating the boat)
Ladies, this way.

No one moves. A couple of women look down the side of the ship. It's a long way to the water. With the steam cut off, and the music playing, the ship seems very safe and sound. Like a big rock in the middle of the ocean.

LIGHTOLLER
Ladies, please. Step into the boat.

Finally one woman steps across the gap, into the boat, terrified of the drop to the water far below.

WOMAN IN CROWD
You watch. They'll put us off in these silly little boats to freeze, and we'll all be back on board by breakfast.

CAL, ROSE AND RUTH come out of the doors near the band.

RUTH
My, brooch, I left my brooch. I must have it!

She turns back to go to her room but Cal takes her by the arm, refusing to let her go. The firmness of his hold surprises her.

CAL
Stay here, Ruth.

Ruth sees his expression, and knows fear for the first time.

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INT. STEERAGE BERTHING AFT/ CORRIDORS AND STAIRWELL

It is chaos, with stewards pushing their way through narrow corridors clogged with people Carrying suitcases, duffel bags, children. Some have lifebelts on, others don't.

STEWARD #2
(to Steward #3)
I told the stupid sods no luggage. Aw, bloody hell!

He throws up his hands at the sight of a family, loaded down with cases and bags completely blocking the corridor.

Fabrizio and Tommy push past the stewards, going the other way. They reach a huge crowd gathered at the bottom of the MAIN 3RD CLASS STAIRWELL. Fabrizio spots Helga with the rest of the Dahl family, standing patiently with suitcases in hand. He reached her and she grins, hugging him.

Tommy pushes to where he can see what's holding up the group. There is a steel gate across the top of the stairs, with several stewards and seamen on the other side.

STEWARD
Stay calm, please. It's not time to go up to the boats yet.

Near Tommy, an IRISHWOMEN stands stoically with two small children and their battered luggage.

LITTLE BOY
What are we doing, mummy?

WOMAN
We're just waiting, dear. When they finish putting First Class people in the boats, they'll be startin' with us, and we'll want to be all ready, won't we?

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EXT. STARBOARD SIDE

Boat 7 is less than half full, with 28 aboard a boat made for 65.

MURDOCH
Lower away! By the left and right together, steady lads!

The boat lurches as the falls start to pay out through the pulley blocks. Them women gasp. The boat descends, swaying and jerking, toward the water 60 feet below. The passengers are terrified.

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EXT. / INT. TITANIC HULL AND MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE

TRACKING along the rows of portholes angling down into the water. Under the surface, they glow green. Pushing in on one porthole which is half submerged. Inside we see Jack, looking apprehensively at the water rising up the glass.

INSIDE THE MASTER AT ARMS' OFFICE Jack sits chained to the waterpipe, next to the porthole. Lovejoy sits on the edge of a desk. He puts a .45 bullet on the desk and watches it roll across and fall off. He picks up the bullet.

LOVEJOY
You know... I believe this ship may sink.
(crosses to Jack)
I've been asked to give you this small token of our appreciation...

He punches Jack in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

LOVEJOY
Compliments of Mr. Caledon Hockley.

Lovejoy flips the handcuff key into the air. catches it and puts it in his pocket. He exits. Jack is left gasping, handcuffed to the pipe.

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EXT. BOAT DECK/ STARBOARD SIDE, FORWARD

At the stairwell rail on the bridge wing, Fourth Officer Boxhall and Quartermaster Rowe light the first distress rocket. It shoots into the sky and EXPLODES with a thunderclap over the ship, sending out white starbursts which light up the entire deck as they fall.

WHIP PAN off the starbursts to Ismay. The Managing Director of White Star Line is cracking. Already at the breaking point from his immense guilt, the rocket panics him. He starts shouting a the officers struggling with the falls of BOAT 5.

ISMAY
There is no time to waste!
(yelling and waving his arms)
Lower away! Lower away! Lower away!

FIFTH OFFICE LOWE, a baby-faced 28, and the youngest officer, looks up from the tangled falls at the madman.

LOWE
Get out of the way, you fool!

ISMAY
Do you know who I am?

Lowe, not having a clue nor caring, squares up to Ismay.

LOWE
You're a passenger. And I'm a ship's bloody officer. Now do what you're told! (turning away) Steady men! Stand by the falls!

ISMAY
(numbly, backing away)
Yes, quite right. Sorry.

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EXT. BOAT DECK/ PORT SIDE

SECOND OFFICER LIGHTOLLER is loading the boat nearest Cal and Rose... Boat 6.

LIGHTOLLER
Women and children only! Sorry sir, no men yet.

Another rocket bursts overhead, lighting the crowd. Startled faces turn upward. Fear now in the eyes.

DANIEL MARVIN has his Biograph camera set up, cranking away... hoping to get an exposure off the rocket's light. He was Mary posed in front of the scene at the boats.

MARVIN
You're afraid, darling. Scared to death. That's it!

Either she has suddenly learned to act or she is petrified.

ROSE watches the farewells taking place right in front of her as they step closer to the boat. Husbands saying goodbye to wives and children. Lovers and friends parted. Nearby MOLLY is getting a reluctant woman to board the boat.

MOLLY
Come on, you heard the man. Get in the boat, sister.

RUTH
Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they're not too crowded--

ROSE
Oh, Mother shut up!
(Ruth freezes, mouth open)
Don't you understand? The water is freezing and there aren't enough boats... not enough for half. Half on the people on this ship are going to die.

CAL
Not the better half.

PUSH ON ROSE'S FACE as it hits her like a thunderbolt. Jack is third class. He doesn’t stand a chance. Another rocket bursts overhead, bathing her face in white light.

ROSE
You unimaginable bastard.

MOLLY
Come on Ruth, get in the boat. These are the first class seats right up here. That's it.

Molly practically hands her over to Lightoller, then looks for some other women who might need a push.

MOLLY
Come on, Rose. you're next, darlin'.

Rose steps back, shaking her head.

RUTH
Rose, get in the boat!

ROSE
Goodbye, Mother.

Ruth, standing in the tippy lifeboat, can do nothing. Cal grabs Rose's arm but she pulls free and walks away through the crowd. Cal catches up to Rose and grabs her again, roughly.

CAL
Where are you going? To him? Is that it? To be a whore to that gutter rat?

ROSE
I'd rather be his whore than your wife.

He clenches his jaw and squeezes her arm viciously, pulling her back toward the lifeboat. Rose pulls out a hairpin and jabs him with it. He lets go with a curse and she runs into the crowd.

LIGHTOLLER
Lower away!!

RUTH
Rose! ROSE!!

MOLLY
Stuff a sock in it, would ya, Ruth. She'll be along.

The boat lurches downward as the falls are paid out.

TRACKING WITH ROSE, as she runs through the clusters of people. She looks back and a furious Cal is coming after her. She runs breathlessly up to two proper looking men.

ROSE
That man tried to take advantage of me in the crowd!

Appalled they turn to see Cal running toward them. Rose runs on as the two men grab Cal, restraining him. She runs through the First Class entrance.

Cal breaks free and runs after her. He reaches the entrance, but runs into a knot of people coming out. He pushes rudely through them...

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INT. BOAT DECK FOYER/ STAIRCASE/ A-DECK FOYER

Cal runs in, and down the landing, pushing past the gentlemen and ladies who are filing up the stairs. He scans the A-Deck foyer. Rose is gone. CUT TO:

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EXT. OCEAN / TITANIC/ BOAT 6 The hull of the Titanic looms over boat 6 like a cliff. Its enormous mass is suddenly threatening to those in the tiny boat. Quartermaster Hichens, at the tiller, wants nothing but to get away from the ship. Unfortunately his two seamen can't row. They flail like a duck with a broken wing.

HICHENS
Keep pulling... away from the ship. Pull.

MOLLY
Ain't you boys ever rowed before? Here, gimme those oars. I'll show ya how it's done.

She climbs over Ruth to get at the oars, stepping on her feet.

Around them the evacuation is in full swing, with the boats in the water, others being lowered.

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INT. MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE

Rose stops trashing the room, and stands there, breathing hard.

JACK
You have to go for help.

ROSE
(nodding)
I’ll be right back.

JACK
I’ll wait here.

She runs out, looking back at him once from the doorway, then splashes away. Jack looks down at the swirling water.

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INT. STAIRWELL AND CORRIDORS

Rose splashes down the hall to a stairwell going up to the next deck. She climbs the stairs, her long skirt leaving a trail like a giant snail. The weight of it is really slowing her down. She rips at the buttons and shimmies quickly out of the thing. She bounds up the stairs in her stockings and knee-length slip, to find herself in-- 191 A LONG CORRIDOR... part of the labyrinth of steerage hallways forward. She is alone here. A long groan of stresses metal echoes along the hall, unimpeded now.

ROSE
Hello? Sombody?!

She runs a corner and runs along another corridor in a daze. The hall slopes down into water which, shimmers, reflecting the lights. The margin of the water creeps toward her. A young man appears, running through the water, sending up geysers of spray. He pelts past her without slowing, his eyes crazed...

ROSE
Help! We need help!

He doesn’t look back. It is like a bad dream. The hull gongs with terrifying sounds.

The lights flicker and go out, leaving her in utter darkness. A beat. Then they come back on. She finds herself hyperventilating. That one moment of blackness was the most terrifying of her life.

A steward runs around the nearest corner, his arms full of lifebelts. He is upset to see someone still in his section. He grabs her forcefully by the arm, pulling her with him like a wayward child.

STEWARD
Come on, then, let’s get you topside, miss, that’s right.

ROSE
Wait. Wait! I need your help! There’s-

STEWARD
No need to panic, miss. Come along!

ROSE
No, let me go! You’re going the wrong way!

He’s not listening. And he won’t let her go.

She SHOUTS in his ear, and when he turns, she punches him squarely in the nose. Shocked, he lets her go and staggers back.

STEWARD
To Hell with you!

ROSE
See you there, buster!

The steward rushes off, holding his bloody nose. She pits after him. Just the way Jack taught her.

She turns around, SEES: a glass case with a fire-axe in it. She breaks the glass with a battered suitcase which is lying discarded nearby, and seizes the axe, running back the way she came.

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AT THE STAIRWELL she looks down and gasps. The water has flooded the bottom five steps. She goes down and has to crouch to look along the corridor to the room where Jack is trapped.

Rose plunges into the water, which is up to her waist... and powers forward, holding the axe above her head in two hands. She grimaces at the pain from the literally freezing water.

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193
INT. MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE

Jack has climbed up on the bench, and is hugging the waterpipe. Rose wades in, holding the axe above her head.

ROSE
Will this work?

JACK
We’ll find out.

They are both terrified, but trying to keep panic at bay. He positions the chain connecting the two cuff, stretching it taut across the steel pipe. The chain is of course very short, and his exposed wrists are on either side of it.

JACK
Try a couple practice swings.

Rose hefts the axe and thunks it into a wooden cabinet.

JACK
Now try and hit the same mark again.

She swings hard and the blade thunks in four inches from the mark.

JACK
Okay, that’s enough practice.

He winces, bracing himself as she raises the axe. She has to hit a target about an inch wide with all the force she can muster, with his hands on either side.

JACK
(sounding calm)
You can do it, Rose. Hit it as hard as you can, I trust you.

Jack closes his eyes. So does she.

The axe comes down . K-WHANG! Rose gingerly opens her eyes and looks... Jack is grinning with two separated cuffs.

Rose drops the axe, all the strength going out of her.

JACK
Nice work, there, Paul Bunyan.

He climbs down into the water next to her. He can’t breath for a second.

JACK
Shit! Excuse my French. Ow ow ow, that is cold! Come on, lets go.

They wade out into the hall. Rose starts toward the stairs going up, but Jack stops her. There is only about a foot of the stairwell opening visible.

JACK
Too deep. We gotta find another way out.

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EXT. BOAT 6 AND TITANIC

TITANIC ON THE LETTERS TITANIC painted two feet high on the bow of the doomed steamer. Once 50 feet above the waterline, they now quietly slip below the surface. We see them, gold on black, rippling and dimming to a pale green as they go deeper.

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IN BOAT SIX, Ruth looks back at the Titanic, transfixed by the sight of the dying liner. The bowsprit is now barely above the waterline. Another of Boxhall’s rockets EXPLODES overhead. K-BOOM! It lights up the whole area, and we see half a dozen boats in the water , spreading out from the ship.

MOLLY
Now there’s something you don’t see every day.

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196
INT. SCOTLAND ROAD / E-DECK

The widest passageway in the ship, it is used by crew and steerage alike, and runs almost the length of the ship. Right now steerage passengers move along it like refugees, heading aft.

CRASH! A wooden doorframe splinters and the door bursts open under the force of Jacks shoulder. Jack and Rose stumble through, into the corridor. A STEWARD, who was nearby herding people along, marches over.

STEWARD
Here you! You'll have to pay for that, you know. That's White Star Line property--

JACK AND ROSE
(turning together)
Shutup!

Jack leads her past the dumbfounded steward. They join the steerage stragglers going aft. In places the corridor is almost completely blocked by large families carrying all their luggage.

AN IRISH WOMAN gives Rose a blanket, more for modesty than because she is blue-lipped and shivering.

IRISHWOMAN
Here, lass, cover yourself.

Jack rubs her arms and tries to warm her up as they walk along. The woman's husband offers them a flask of whiskey.

IRISHMAN
This'll take the chill off.

Rose takes a mighty belt and hands it to Jack. He grins and follows suit. Jack tries a number of DOORS and IRON GATES along the way, finding them all locked.

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EXT. BOAT DECK

ON THE BOAT DECK, the action has moved to the aft group of boats, numbers 9, 11, 13, and 15 on the starboard side, and 10, 12, 14 and 16 on the port side. The pace of work is more frantic. You see crew and officers running now to work the davits, their previous complacency gone.

CAL pushes through the crowd, scanning for Rose. Around him is chaos and confusion. A woman is calling for a child who has become separated in the crowd. A man is shouting over people's heads. A woman takes hold of Second Officer Lightoller's arm as he is about to launch Boat 10.

WOMAN
Will you hold the boat a moment? I just have to run back to my room for something--

Lightoller grabs her and shoves her bodily into the boat. Thomas Andrews rushes up to him just then.

ANDREWS
Why are the boats being launched half full?!

Lightoller steps past him, helping a seaman clear a snarled fall.

LIGHTOLLER
Not now, Mr. Andrews.

ANDREWS
(pointing down at the water)
There, look... twenty or so in a boat built for sixty five. And I saw one boat with only twelve. Twelve!

LIGHTOLLER
Well... we were not sure of the weight--

ANDREWS
Rubbish! They were tested in Belfast with the weight of 70 men. Now fill these boats, Mr. Lightoller. For God's sake, man!

The shot HANDS OFF to Cal, who sees Lovejoy hurrying toward him through the aisle connecting the port and starboard sides of the boat deck.

LOVEJOY
She's not on the starboard side either.

CAL
We're running out of time. And this strutting martinet...
(indicating Lightoller)
... isn't letting any men in at all.

LOVEJOY
The one on the other side is letting men in.

CAL
Then that's out play. But we're still going to need some insurance.
(he starts off forward)
Come on.

Cal charges off, heading forward, followed by Lovejoy. The SHOT HANDS OFF to a finely dressed elderly couple, IDA and ISADOR STRAUS.

ISADOR
Please, Ida, get into the boat.

IDA
No. We've been together for forty years, and where you go I go. Don't argue with me, Isador, you know it does no good.

He looks at her with sadness and great love. They embrace gently.

LIGHTOLLER
Lower away!!

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EXT. BRIDGE/FORWARD WELL DECK/ FOC'SLE

AT THE BOW... the place where Jack and Rose first kissed... the bow railing goes under water. Water swirls around the capstans and windlasses on the foc'sel deck.

Smith strides to the bridge rail and looks down at the well deck. Water is shipping over the sides and the well deck is awash. Two men run across the deck, their feet sending up spray. Behind Smith, Boxhall fires another rocket. WHOOSH!

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201
INT. E-DECK CORRIDORS AND STAIRWELL

Fabrizio, standing with Helga Dahl and her family, hears Jack's voice.

JACK
Fabrizio! Fabri!

Fabrizio turns and sees Jack and Rose pushing through the crowd. He and Jack hug like brothers.

FABRIZIO
The boats are all going.

JACK
We gotta get up there or we're gonna be gargling saltwater. Where's Tommy?

Fabrizio points over the heads of the solidly packed crowd to the stairwell.

TOMMY has his hands on the bars of the steel gate which blocks the head of the stairwell. The crew open the gate a foot or so and a few women are squeezing through.

STEWARD #2
Women only. No men. No men!!

But some terrified men, not understanding English, try to rush through the gap, forcing the gate open. The crewmen and stewards push them back, shoving and punching them.

STEWARD #2
Get back! Get back you lot!
(to the crewmen)
Lock it!!

They struggle to get the gate closed again, while Steward #2 brandishes a small revolver. Another holds a fire axe. They lock the gate, and a cry goes up among the crowd, who surge forward, pounding against the steel and shouting in several languages.

TOMMY
For the love of God, man, there are women and children down here! Let us up, so we can have a chance!

But the crewmen are scared now. They have let the situation get out of hand, and now they have a mob. Tommy gives up and pushes his way back through the crowd, going down the stairs. He rejoins Jack, Rose and Fabrizio.

TOMMY
It's hopeless that way.

JACK
Well, whatever we're goin' to do, we better do it fast.

Fabrizio turns to Helga, praying he can make himself understood.

FABRIZIO
(with alot of hand gestures)
Everyone... all of you... come with me now. We go to boats. We go to boats. Capito? Come now!

They can't understand what he's saying. They can see his urgency, but OLUF DAHL, the patriarch of the family, shakes his head. He will not panic, and will not let his family go with this boy. Fabrizio turns to Helga.

FABRIZIO
Helga... per favore... come with me, I am luck. Is my destiny to go to America.

She kisses him, then steps back to be with her family. Jack lays a hand on his shoulder, his eyes saying "let's go".

FABRIZIO
I will never forget you.

He turns to Jack, who leads the way out of the crowd. Looking back Fabrizio sees her face disappear into the crowd.

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204
INT. CAL AND ROSE'S SUITE

CLUNK! Cal opens his safe and reaches inside. As Lovejoy watches, he pulls out two stacks of bills, still banded by bank wrappers. Then he takes out the "Heart of the Sea", putting it in the left pocket of his overcoat, and locks the safe.

CAL
(holding up the stack of bills)
I make my own luck.

LOVEJOY
(patting the .45 in his waistband)
So do I.

Cal grins, putting the money in his pocket as they go out.


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