The Flying Scene
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LOVETT: Alright. You have my attention, Rose. Can you tell me who the woman in the picture is?
ROSE: Oh yes. The woman in the picture is me.
LOVETT: Are you ready to go back to Titanic?
ROSE: It's been 84 years...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...
RUTH: So this is the ship they say is unsinkable.
CAL: It is unsinkable. God himself couldn't sink this ship.
JACK: We are the luckiest sons of bitches in the world!
CAPTAIN SMITH: Take her to sea Mister Murdoch. Let's stretch her legs.
MOLLY: ...Hey, who came up with the name Titanic? You, Bruce?
ISMAY: Yes, actually. I wanted to convey sheer size. And size means stability, luxury...and safety--
ROSE: Do you know of Dr. Freud? His ideas with male preoccupation with size might be of particular interest to you, Mr. Ismay.
ROSE: Stay back! Don't come any closer!
JACK: Take my hand. I'll pull you back in.
ROSE: No! Stay where you are. I mean it. I'll let go.
JACK: No you won't.
ROSE: What do you mean no I won't? Don't presume to tell what I will and will not do. You don't know me.
CAL: There's nothing I couldn't give you. There's nothing I'd deny you if you would deny me. Open your heart to me, Rose.
JACK: Is he your boyfriend?
ROSE: Worse I'm afraid.She shows him her engagement ring. A sizable diamond.
JACK: Gawd, look at that thing! You would have gone straight to the bottom.
ROSE: You have a gift, Jack. You do. You see people.
JACK: I see you.There it is. That piercing gaze again.
JACK: You wouldn'ta jumped.
Close on Rose as she approaches Jack. He imitates the gentleman's stance, hand behind his back. She extends her gloved hand and he takes it, kissing the back of her fingers. Rose flushes, beaming noticeably. She can't take her eyes off him.
JACK: I saw that in a nickelodean once, and I always wanted to do it.
RUTH: You are not to see that boy again, do you understand me Rose? I forbid it!
ROSE: Oh, stop it, Mother. You'll give yourself a nosebleed.
JACK: No wait. Let me try to get this out. You're amazing....and I know I have nothing to offer you, Rose. I know that. But I'm involved now. You jump, I jump, remember? I can't turn away without knowing that you're going to be allright.
ROSE: It's not up you to save me, Jack.
JACK: You're right. Only you can do that.
ROSE: Will this light do? Donít artists need good light?
JACK: (with a bad French accent) Zat is true, I am not used to working in such Ďorreeble conditions.
ROSE: I want you to draw me like your French girls. Wearing this...Wearing only this.
ROSE: I believe you are blushing, Mr. Big Artiste. I canít imagine Monsieur Monet blushing.
JACK: He does landscapes.
JACK: Where to, Miss?
ROSE: To the stars.
ROSE: When this ship docks, Iím getting off with you.
JACK: This is crazy.
ROSE: I know. It doesnít make any sense. Thatís why I trust it.
Jack pulls her to him and kisses her fiercely.
JACK: This is horseshit.
ROSE: Cal, you canít be serious? Weíre in the middle of an emergency and you--
JACK: ...Donít you believe it, Rose. Donít!
ROSE: He couldnít have....I was with him the whole time.
JACK: Rose, donít listen to them...I didnít do this! You know I didnít! You know it!!
ANDREWS: The pumps buy you time...but minutes only. From this moment, no matter what we do, Titanic will flounder.
SMITH: How much time?
ANDREWS: An hour, two at most.
SMITH: And how many aboard, Mr. Murdoch?
MURDOCH: Two thousand two hundred souls aboard, sir.
SMITH: I believe you may get your headlines, Mr. Ismay.