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117 INT. FIRST CLASS SMOKING ROOM

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COLONEL GRACIE

We're going like hell I tell you. I have fifty dollars that says we make it into New York Tuesday night!

Cal looks at his gold pocket watch, and scowls, not listening.

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118 OMITTED

119 INT. BOILER ROOM SIX

The furnaces roar, silhouetting the glistening stokers. Jack kisses Rose's face, tasting the sweat trickling down from her forehead. They kiss passionately in the steamy, pounding darkness.

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120 INT. HOLD #2

Jack and Rose enter and run laughing between the rows of stacked cargo. She hugs herself against the cold, after the dripping heat of the boiler room.

They come upon William Carter's brand new RENAULT touring car, lashing down to a pallet. It looks like a royal coach from a fairy tale, its brass trim and headlamps nicely set off by its deep burgundy color.

Rose climbs into the plushly upholstered back seat, acting very royal. There are cut crystals bud vases on the walls back there, each containing a rose. Jack jumps into the driver's seat, enjoying the feel of the leather and wood.

JACK

Where to, Miss?

 

ROSE

To the stars.

ON JACK as her hands come out of the shadows and pull him over the seat into the back. He lands next to her, and his breath seems loud in the quiet darkness. He looks at her and she is smiling. It is the moment of truth.

 

JACK

Are you nervous?

 

ROSE

Au contraire, mon cher.

He strokes her face, cherishing her. She kisses his artist's fingers.

ROSE

Put your hands on me Jack.

He kisses her, and she slides down in the seat under his welcome weight.

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121 INT. WIRELESS ROOM

A BRILLIANT ARC OF ELECTRICITY fills frame-- the sparks 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 start 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 SHAK / 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 to 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 like 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 feel 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 capor 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 not 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 the 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.

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FLEET

Bugger me!!

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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 picket 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?

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MOODY

Yes. What do you see?

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FLEET

Iceberg right ahead!

 

MOODY

Thank you.

(hangs up, calls to Murdoch)

Iceberg right ahead!

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Murdoch sees it and rushes to the engine room telegraph. While signaling "FULL SPEED ASTERN" he yells to Quartermaster Hitchins, who is at the wheel.

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MURDOCH

Hard a' starboard.

 

MOODY

(standing behind Hitchins)

Hard'a starboard. The helm is hard over, sir.

CRASH SEQUENCE / SERIES OF CUTS:

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

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BELL

Full astern! FULL ASTERN!!

The engineers and greasers 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.

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BARRETT

Shut all dampers! Shut 'em!!

mov_scene111.jpg (3032 bytes)134 FROM THE BRIDGE Murdoch watches the burg growing... straight ahead. The bow finally starts to come left (since the ship turns the 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 NEST Frederick Fleet braces himself.

136 THE BOW OF THE SHIP thunders right at CAMERA and--

KRUUUNCH!! The ship hits the berg on its 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.

mov_scene114.jpg (5170 bytes)138 IN #2 HOLD the two stewards stagger as the hull buckles in four feet with a sound like THUNDER. Like a sledgehammer beating along outside the ship, the berg splits the hull plates and the sea pour in, sweeping 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 tossed in his bunk by the impact. He hears a sound like the greatly amplified squeal of a skate on ice.

140 IN BOILER ROOM SIX Barret 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!

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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.

mov_scene113.jpg (6500 bytes)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 wind chime.

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 its 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 window behind her. She doesn't see it. It disappears astern.

148 OMITTED

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

FLEET

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

LEE

Smell ice, can you? Bleedin' Christ!

 

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