ROSE: They’re such small people, Jack...my crowd. They think they’re giants on the earth, but they’re not even dust in God’s eye. They live inside this little tiny champagne bubble...and someday the bubble’s going to burst.
He leans at the rail next to her, his hand just touching hers. It is the slightest contact imaginable, and all either one of them can feel is that square inch of skin where their hands are touching.
JACK: You’re not one of them. There’s been a mistake.
ROSE: A mistake?
JACK: Uh huh. You got mailed to the wrong address.
ROSE: (laughing) I did, didn’t I?
(pointing suddenly) Look! A shooting star.
JACK: That was a long one. My father used to say that whenever you saw one, it was a soul going to heaven.
ROSE: I like that. Aren’t we supposed to wish on it?
Jack looks at her, and finds that they are suddenly very close together. It would be so easy to move another couple of inches, to kiss her. Rose seems to be thinking the same thing.
JACK: What would you wish for?
After a beat, Rose pulls back.
ROSE: Something I can’t have.
(she smiles sadly)
Goodnight, Jack. And thank you.
She leaves the rail and hurries through the First Class Entrance
But the door bangs shut, and she is gone. Back to her world.
~Cameron wanted to cut from the Third Class Party to the breakfast with Cal - thus showing the unbearable suffocation Rose was feeling..
Scenes of "Titanic"
Titanic: James Cameron’s Illustrated Screeplay
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