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121
INT. WIRELESS ROOM

A BRILLIANT ARC OF ELECTRICITY fills frame-- the spark gap of the Marconi instrument as
SENIOR WIRELESS OPERATOR JACK PHILLIPS (24) rapidly keys out a message. Junior
Operator Bride looks through the huge stack of outgoing messages swamping them.

                                    BRIDE
                    Look at this one, he wants his private train to meet
                                 him. La dee da.
                                (slaps them down)
                        We'll be up all bloody night on this lot.
      Phillips starts to receive an incoming message from a nearby ship, the Leyland freighter
   CALIFORNIAN, which jams his outgoing signal. At such close range, the beeps are deafening.

                                  PHILLIPS
                        Christ! It's that idiot on the Californian.
                       Cursing, Phillips furiously keys a rebuke.

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122
INT./EXT. WIRELESS SHACK/ FREIGHTER CALIFORNIAN

Wireless Operator CYRIL EVANS pulls his earphone off his ear as the Titanic's spark deafens him. He translates the message for THIRD OFFICER GROVES.

                                   EVANS
                  Stupid bastard. I try and warn him about the ice, and he
                   says "Keep out. Shut up. I'm working Cape Race."

                                   GROVES
                             Now what's he sending?

                                   EVANS
                    "No seasickness. Poker business good. Al". Well
                         that’s it for me. I'm shutting down.
 As Evans wearily switches off his generator, Groves goes out on deck. PAN OFF HIM to reveal the ship is stopped fifty yards from the edge of a field of pack ice and icebergs stretching as far as the  eye can see.

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123
EXT. OCEAN/TITANIC

ON TITANIC, steaming hell-bent through the darkness, hurling up white water at the bows. The bow comes straight at us, until the bow wave WIPES THE FRAME--

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124
INT. HOLD #2

PUSHING IN on the rear window of the Renault, which is completely fogged up. Rose's hand comes up and slams against the glass for a moment, making a handprint in the veil of condensation.

INSIDE THE CAR, Jack's overcoat is a blanket over them. It stirs and Rose pulls it down. They are huddled under it, intertwined, still mostly clothed. Their faces are flushed and they look at each other wonderingly. She puts her hand on his face, as if making sure he is real.

                                    ROSE
                                You're trembling.

                                    JACK
                               It's okay. I'm alright.
                         He lays his cheek against her chest.

                                    JACK
                            I can hear your heart beating.
               She hugs his head to her chest, and just holds on for dear life.

                               OLD ROSE (V.O.)
                   Well, I wasn't the first teenage girl to get seduced in
                   the backseat of a car, and certainly not the last, by
                    several million. He had such fine hands, artists'
                     hands, but strong too... roughened by work. I
                          remember their touch even now.

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125
EXT. ATLANTIC / TITANIC - NIGHT

The bow sweeps under us, and the CAMERA CLIMBS toward the foremast and the tiny half-cylinder of the crow's nest, which grows as we push in on lookouts Fleet and Lee. They are stamping their feet and swinging their arms, trying to keep warm in the 22 knot freezing wind, which whips the vapor of their breath away behind.

                                    FLEET
                      You can smell ice, you know, when it's near.

                                     LEE
                                   Bollocks.

                                    FLEET
                                  Well I can.

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126
INT. BOILER ROOM SIX

Without hearing the words over the roar of the furnaces, we see stokers telling TWO STEWARDS which way Rose and Jack went. The stewards move off toward the forward holds.

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127
INT. CAL and ROSE'S SUITE

Cal stands at the open safe. He stares at the drawing of Rose and his face clenches with fury. He reads the note again: "DARLING, NOW YOU CAN KEEP US BOTH LOCKED IN YOUR SAFE. ROSE"

Lovejoy, standing behind him, looks over his shoulder at the drawing. Cal crumples Rose's note, then takes the drawing in both hands as if to rip it in half. He tenses to do it, then stops himself.

                                     CAL
                               I have a better idea.

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128
INT. HOLD #2 - NIGHT

The two stewards enter. They have electric torches and play the beams around the hold. They spot the Renault with its fogged up rear window and approach it slowly.

FROM INSIDE we see the torch light up Rose's passionate handprint, still there on the fogged up glass. One steward whips open the door.

                                  STEWARD
                                   Got yer!
                         REVERSE: the back seat is empty.

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129
EXT. FORWARD WELL DECK AND CROW'S NEST - NIGHT

Rose and Jack, fully dressed, come through a crew door onto deck. They can barely stand. they are laughing so hard.

UP ABOVE THEM, IN THE CROW'S NEST, lookout Fleet hears the disturbance below and looks around and back down to the well deck, where he can see two figures embracing.

Jack and Rose stand in each others arms. Their breath clouds around them in the now freezing air, but they don't even feel the cold.

                                    ROSE
                     When this ship docks, I'm getting off with you.

                                    JACK
                                 This is crazy.

                                    ROSE
                     I know. It doesn't make any sense. That's why I
                                    trust it.
                      Jack pulls her to him and kisses her fiercely.

130
IN THE CROW'S NEST Fleet nudges Lee.

                                    FLEET
                            Cor... look at that, would ya.

                                     LEE
                      They're a bloody sight warmer than we are.

                                    FLEET
                   Well if that's what it takes for us two to get warm, I'd
                            rather not, if it's all the same.
  They both have a good laugh at that one. It is Fleet whose expression falls first. Glancing forward  again, he does a double take. The color drains out of his face.

FLEET'S POV: a massive iceberg right in their path, 500 yards out.

                                    FLEET
                                  Bugger me!!!
   Fleet reaches past Lee and rings the lookout bell three times, then grabs the telephone, calling the  bridge. He waits precious seconds for it to be picked up, never taking his eyes off the black mass ahead.

                                    FLEET
                               Pick up, ya bastard.

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131
INT. / EXT. BRIDGE

Inside the enclosed wheelhouse, SIXTH OFFICER MOODY walks unhurriedly to the telephone, picking it up.

                                 FLEET(V.O.)
                                Is someone there?

                                   MOODY
                              Yes. What did you see?

                                    FLEET
                               Iceberg right ahead!

                                   MOODY
                                  Thankyou.
                            (hangs up, calls to Murdoch)
                               Iceberg right ahead!
 Murdoch sees it and rushes to the engine room telegraph. While signaling "FULL SPEED ASTERN" he yells to Quartermaster Hichens, who is at the wheel.

                                  MURDOCH
                                Hard a' starboard.

                                   MOODY
                             (standing behind Hichens)
                         Hard 'a starboard. The helm is hard
                                   over, sir.

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132
  CHIEF ENGINEER BELL is just checking the soup he has warming on a steam manifold when the engine room telegraph clangs, then goes... incredibly... to FULL SPEED ASTERN. He and the other  ENGINEERS just stare at it a second, unbelieving. Then Bell reacts.

                                    BELL
                           Full astern! FULL ASTERN!!
 The engineers and greasers scramble like madmen to close steam valves and start braking the mighty  propeller shafts, big as Sequoias, to a stop.

133
IN BOILER ROOM SIX, leading stoker FREDERICK BARRETT is standing with 2nd Engineer JAMES HESKETH when the red warning light and "STOP" indicator come on.

                                  BARRETT
                            Shut all dampers! Shut 'em!!
 

134
 FROM THE BRIDGE Murdoch watches the berg growing... straight ahead. The bow finally starts to come left (since the ship is in reverse of the helm setting).

MURDOCH'S jaw clenches as the bow turns with agonizing slowness. He holds his breath as the horrible physics play out.

135
IN THE CROW'S NEXT Frederick Fleet braces himself.
136
THE BOW OF THE SHIP thunders right at the CAMERA and--

KRUUUNCH!! The ship hits the berg on it's starboard bow.

137
UNDERWATER we see the ice smashing in the steel hull plates. The iceberg bumps and scrapes along the side of the ship. Rivets pop as the steel plate of the hull flexes under the load.
138
IN #2 HOLD the two stewards stagger as the hull buckles in four feet with a sound like THUNDER.
Like a sledgehammer beating them off their feet. The icy water swirls around the Renault as the men scramble for the stairs.
139
ON G-DECK forward Fabrizio is tosses from his bunk by the impact. He hears a sound like the
greatly amplified squeal of a skate on ice.
140
IN BOILER ROOM SIX Barrett and Hesketh stagger as they hear the ROLLING THUNDER of the collision. They see the starboard side of the ship buckle in toward them and are almost swept off their feet by a rush of water coming in about two feet above the floor.
141
ON THE FORWARD WELL DECK Jack and Rose break their kiss and look up in astonishment as the berg sails past, blocking out the sky like a mountain. Fragments break off it and crash down onto the deck, and they have to jump back to avoid flying chunks of ice.
142
ON THE BRIDGE Murdoch rings the watertight door alarm. He quickly throws the switch that closes them.

                                  MURDOCH
                                  Hard 'a port!
               Judging the berg to be amidships, he is trying to clear the stern.

143
BARRETT AND HESKETH hear the DOOR ALARM and scramble through the swirling water to the watertight door between Boiler Rooms 6 and 5. The room is full of water vapor as the cold sea strikes the red hot furnaces. Barrett yells to the stokers scrambling through the door as it comes down like a slow guillotine.

                                  BARRETT
                               Go Lads! Go! Go!
     He dives through into Boiler Room 5 just before the door rumbles down with a CLANG.

144
JACK AND ROSE rush to the starboard rail in time to see the berg moving aft down the side of the ship.
145
In his stateroom, surrounded by piles of plans while making notes in his ever-present book, Andrews looks up at the sound of a cut-crystal light fixture tinkling like a windchime.

He feels the shudder run through the ship. And we see it in his face. Too much of his soul is in this great ship for him not to feel its mortal wound.

146
IN THE FIRST CLASS SMOKING ROOM Gracie watches his highball vibrating on the table.
147
IN THE PALM COURT, with it's high arched windows, Molly Brown holds up her drink to a passing waiter.

                                   MOLLY
                         Hey, can I get some ice here, please?
  Silently, a moving wall of ice fills the windows behind her. She doesn't see it. It disappears astern.

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IN THE CROW'S NEST Fleet turns to Lee...

                                    FLEET
                          Oy, mate... that was a close shave.

                                     LEE
                          Smell ice can you? Bleedin' Christ!

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150
INT./EXT. BRIDGE

CLOSE ON MURDOCH. The alarm bells still clatter mindlessly, seeming to reflect his inner state. He is in shock, unable to get a grip on what just happened. He just ran the biggest ship in history into an iceberg on it's maiden voyage.

                                  MURDOCH
                                (stiffly, to Moody)
                          Note the time. Enter it in the log.
           Captain Smith rushes out of his cabin onto the bridge, tucking in his shirt.

                                    SMITH
                           What was that, Mr. Murdoch?

                                  MURDOCH
                    An iceberg, sir. I put her hard 'a starboard and run
                   the engines full astern, but it was too close. I tried to
                          port around it, but she hit.. and I--

                                    SMITH
                            Close the emergency doors.

                                  MURDOCH
                              The doors are closed.
 Together they rush out onto the starboard wing, and Murdoch points. Smith looks into the darkness  aft, then wheels around to FOURTH OFFICER BOXHALL.

                                    SMITH
                    Find the carpenter and get him to sound the ship.


 
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