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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 its maiden voyage.

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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?

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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 hi... 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 BOHALL.

SMITH

Find the Carpenter and get him to sound the ship.

 

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151 INT. G-DECK FORWARD

In steerage, Fabrizio comes out into the hall to see what's going on. He sees dozens of rats running toward him in the corridor, fleeing the flooding bow. Fabrizio jumps aside as the rats run by.

FABRIZIO

Ma-- che cazzo!

152 IN HIS STATEROOM Tommy gets out of his top bunk in the dark and drops down to the floor. SPLASH!!

 

TOMMMY

Cor!! What in hell--?!

He naps on the light. The floor is covered with 3 inches of freezing water, and more coming in. He pulls the door open, and steps out into the corridor, which is flooded. Fabrizio is running toward him, yelling something in Italian. Tommy and Fabrizio start pounding on doors, getting everybody up and out. The alarm spreads in several languages.

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153 INT. FIRST CLASS CORRIDOR / A-DECK

A couple of people have come out into the corridor in robes and slippers. A STEWARD hurries along, reassuring them.

WOMAN

Why have the engines stopped? I felt a shudder?

 

STEWARD #1

I shouldn't worry, ma’am. We've likely thrown a propeller blade, that's the shudder you felt. May I bring you anything?

THOMAS ANDREWS brushes past them, walking fast and carrying an armload of rolled up ship's plans.

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154 EXT. FORWARD WELL DECK

Jack and Rose are leaning over the starboard rail, looking at the hull of the ship.

JACK

Looks okay. I don't see anything.

 

ROSE

Could it have damaged the ship?

 

JACK

It didn't seem like much of a bump. I'm sure we're okay.

Behind them a couple of steerage guys are kicking the ice around the deck, laughing.

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155 INT. STEERAGE FORWARD

Fabrizio and Tommy are in a crowd of steerage men clogging the corridors, heading aft away from the flooding. Many of them have grabbed suitcases and duffel bags, some of which are soaked.

TOMMY

If this is the direction the rats were runnin', it's good enough for me.

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156 INT. CORRIDOR ON B DECK

mov_scene120.jpg (6164 bytes)Bruce Ismay, dressed in pajamas under the topcoat, hurries down the corridor, headed for the bridge. An officious steward named BARNES comes along the other direction, getting the few concerned passengers back into their rooms.

STEWARD BARNES

There's no cause for alarm. Please, go back to your rooms.

He is stopped in his tracks by Cal and Lovejoy.

STEWARD BARNES

Please, sir. There's no emergency--

CAL

Yes there is, I have been robbed. Now get the Master at Arms. Now you moron!

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157 INT. BRIDGE / CHARTROOM

C.U. CAPTAIN SMITH studying the commutator.

He turns to Andrews, standing behind him.

SMITH

A five degree list in less than ten minutes.

SHIP'S CARPENTER JOHN HUTCHINSON enters behind him, out of breath and clearly unnerved.

HUTCHINSON

She's making water fast... in the forepeak tank and the forward holds, in boiler room six.

ISMAY enters, his movements quick with anger and frustration. Smith glances at him with annoyance.

ISMAY

Why have we stopped?

 

SMITH

We've struck ice.

 

ISMAY

Well, do you think the ship is seriously damaged?

 

SMITH

(glaring)

Excuse me.

Smith pushes past him, with Andrews and Hutchinson in tow.

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158 INT. BOILER ROOM 6

Strokers and firemen are struggling to draw the fires. They are working in waist deep water churning around as it flows into the boiler room, ice cold and swirling with grease from the machinery. Chief Engineer Bell comes partway down the ladder and shouts.

BELL

That's it, lads. Get the hell up!

They scramble up the escape ladders.

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159 EXT. B-DECK FORWARD / WELL DECK

The gentlemen, now joined by another man, leans on the forward rail watching the steerage men playing soccer with chunks of ice.

GENTLEMAN

I guess it's nothing too serious. I'm going back to my cabin to read.

A 20ish YALE MAN pops through the door wearing a topcoat over pajamas.

YALEY

Say, did I miss the fun?

 

Rose and Jack come up the steps from the well deck, which are right next to the three men. They stare as the couple climbs over the locked gate.

mov_scene121.jpg (4948 bytes)A moment later Captain Smith rounds the corner, followed by Andrews and Carpenter Hutchinson. They have come down from the bridge by the outside stairs. The three men, their faces grim, crush right past Jack and Rose. Andrews barely glances at her.

SMITH

Can you shore up?

 

HUTCHINSON

Not unless the pumps get ahead.

The inspection party goes down the stairs to the well deck.

JACK

(low, to her)

It's bad.

 

ROSE

We have to tell Mother and Cal.

 

JACK

Now it's worse.

 

ROSE

Come with me, Jack. I jump, you jump... Right?

 

JACK

Right.

 

Jack follows Rose through the door inside the ship.

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160 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 close behind Jack and smoothly slips the diamond necklace into the pocket of his overcoat.

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161 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 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 fine the other.

(to Master at Arms)

Search him.

The Master at Arms steps up 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 I was with him 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. Ryerson".

Lovejoy shows the coat to the Master at Arms. There is a label inside the collar with the owner's 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.

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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 she tears well up.

RUTH

Why do women believe men?

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162 INT. MAIL SORTING ROOM / HOLD

Smith and Andrews come down the steps to the Mail Sorting Room and finds 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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163 INT. BRIDE / 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 in 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--

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ANDREWS

The pumps 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 gut punched.

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 his employer.

SMITH

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

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164 EXT. BOAT DECK

Andrews is striding along the boat deck, as seamen and officers scurry to uncover the boats. Steam is venting from pipes on 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.

He looks around, disgusted as the crew fumble with the davits, and the tackle for the "falls"... the ropes which are used to lower the boats. A few passengers are coming out on deck, hesitantly in the noise and bitter cold.

 

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