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236 EXT. BOAT DECK AND VARIOUS
LOCATIONS
The band finishes the waltz. Wallace Hartley looks
at the orchestra members. |
HARTLEY: |
Right, that's it then. |
They leave him, walking forward
along the deck. Hartley puts his violin to his chin and bows the first notes
of "Nearer My God to Thee". One by one the band members turn, hearing the
lonely melody.
Without a word they walk back and take their places.
They join in with Hartley, filling out the sound so that it reaches all over
the ship on this still night. The vocalist begins: "If in my dreams I be,
nearer my God to thee..."
THE HYMN PLAYS OVER THE FOLLOWING SEQUENCE:
237 A seaman pulls off his lifebelt and
catches up to Captain Smith as he walks to the bridge. He offers it, but
Smith seems to stare through him. Without a word he turns and goes onto the
bridge. He enters the enclosed.
WHEELHOUSE and closes the door. He is alone, surrounded
by the gleaming brass instruments. He seems to inwardly collapse.
238 IN THE FIRST CLASS SMOKING ROOM Andrews
stands like a statue. He pulls out his pocketwatch and checks the time. Then
he opens the face of the mantle clock and adjusts it to the correct time:
2:12 a.m. Everything must be correct.
239 IN CAL'S PARLOR SUITE water swirls in
from the private promenade deck. Rose's paintings are submerged. The Picasso
transforms under the water's surface. Degas' colors run. Monet's water lilies
come to life.
240 DOWNANGLE on the two figures lying side
by side, fully clothed, on a bed in a FIRST CLASS CABIN. Elderly Ida and
Isidor Strauss stare at the ceiling, holding hands like young lovers. Water
pours into the room through a doorway. It swirls around the bed, two feet
deep rising fast.
241 IN A STEERAGE CABIN somewhere in the
bowels of the ship, the young IRISH MOTHER, seen earlier stoically waiting
at the stairs, is tucking her two young children into bed. She pulls up the
covers, making sure they are all warm and cozy. She lies down with them on
the bed, speaking soothingly and holding them.
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EXT. BOAT DECK / BRIDGE
242 IN A WIDE SHOT we see a wave travel
up the boat deck as the bridge house sinks into the water.
243 ON THE PORT SIDE Collapsible B is picked
up by water. Working frantically, the men try to detach it from the falls
so the ship won't drag it under. Colonel Gracie hands Lightoller a pocket
knife and he saws furiously at the ropes as the water swirls around his legs.
The boat, still upside down, is swept off the ship. Men start diving in,
swimming to stay with it.
244 IN COLLAPSIBLE A Cal sits next to the
wailing child, whom he has completely forgotten. He watches the water rising
around the men as they work, scrambling to get the ropes cut so the ship
won't drag the collapsible under.
Fabrizio removes the lifebelt from Tommy's body
and struggles to put it on as the water rises around him.
245 CAPTAIN SMITH, standing near the wheel,
watches the black water climbing the windows of the enclosed wheelhouse.
He has the stricken expression of a damned soul on Judgment Day. The windows
burst suddenly and a wall of water edged with shards of glass slams into
Smith. He disappears in a vortex of foam.
246 Collapsible A is hit by a wave as the
bow plunges suddenly. It partially swamps the boat, washing it along the
deck. Over a hundred passengers are plunged into the freezing water and the
area around the boat becomes a frenzy of splashing, screaming people.
As men are trying to climb into the collapsible,
Cal grabs an oar and pushes them back into the water. |
CAL: |
Get back! You'll swamp us! |
Fabrizio, swimming for his life,
gets swirled under a davit. The ropes and pulleys tangle around him as the
davit goes under the water, and he is dragged down. Underwater he struggles
to free himself, and then kicks back to the surface. He surfaces, gasping
for air in the freezing water.
247 WALLACE HARTLEY sees the water rolling
rapidly up the deck toward them. He holds the last note of the hymn in a
sustain, and then lowers his violin. |
HARTLEY: |
Gentlemen, it has been a privilege playing with you tonight. |
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248 EXT. A-DECK AFT, PORT SIDE
Jack and Rose run out of the PALM COURT into a
dense crowd. Jack pushes his way to the rail and looks at the state of the
ship. The bridge is under water and there is chaos on deck. Jack helps her
put her lifebelt on. People stream around them, shouting and pushing. |
JACK: |
Okay... we keep moving aft. We have to stay on the ship as long as
possible. |
They push their way aft through the
panicking crowd.
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249 EXT. FORWARD FUNNEL
Collapsible A is whirled like a leaf in the currents
around the sinking ship. It slams against the side of the forward funnel.
|
CAL: |
(to the crew in the boat)
Row! Row you bastards!! |
250 NEARBY: Fabrizio is drawn
up against the grating of a STOKEHOLD VENT as water pours through it. The
force of tons of water roaring down the ship traps him against it, and he
is dragged down under the surface as the ship sinks. He struggles to free
himself but cannot.
Suddenly there is a concussion deep in the bowels
of the ship as a furnace explodes and a blast of hot air belches out of the
ventilator, ejecting Fabrizio. He surfaces in a roar of foam and keeps
swimming.
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251 EXT. A-DECK / B-DECK / WELL DECK,
AFT
Jack and Rose clamber over the A-Deck aft rail.
Then, using all his strength, he lowers her toward the deck below, holding
on with one hand.
She dangles, then falls. Jack jumps down behind
her.
They join a crush of people literally clawing
and scrambling over each other to get down the narrow stairs to the well
deck... the only way aft.
Seeing that the stairs are impossible, Jack climbs
over the B-Deck railing and helps Rose over. He lowers her again, and she
falls in a heap. Baker Joughin, now three sheets to the wind, happens to
be next to her. He hauls Rose to her feet. Jack drops down and the three
of them push through the crowd across the well deck. Near them, at the rail,
people are jumping into the water.
The ship GROANS and SHUDDERS. The man ahead of
Jack is walking like a zombie. |
MAN: |
Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death-- |
JACK: |
You wanna walk a little faster through that valley, fella? |
250 NEARBY: Fabrizio is drawn
up against the grating of a STOKEHOLD VENT as water pours through it. The
force of tons of water roaring down the ship traps him against it, and he
is dragged down under the surface as the ship sinks. He struggles to free
himself but cannot.
Suddenly there is a concussion deep in the bowels
of the ship as a furnace explodes and a blast of hot air belches out of the
ventilator, ejecting Fabrizio. He surfaces in a roar of foam and keeps
swimming.
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252 EXT. FORWARD FUNNEL
The stay cables along the top of the funnel snap,
and they lash like steel whips down into the water. Cal watches as the funnel
topples from its mounts. Falling like a temple pillar twenty eight feet across
it whomps into the water with a tremendous splash. People swimming underneath
it disappear in an instant.
Fabrizio, a few feet away, is hurled back by a
huge wave. He comes up, gasping... still swimming. The water pouring into
the open end of the funnel draws in several swimmers. The funnel sinks,
disappearing, but--
Hundreds of tons of water pour down through the
30 foot hole where the funnel stood, thundering down into the belly of the
ship. A whirlpool forms, a hole in the ocean, like at enormous toilet-flush.
T. W. McCauley, the gym instructor swims in a frenzy as the vortex draws
him in. He is sucked down like a spider going down a drain.
Fabrizio, nearby, swims like Hell as more people
are sucked down behind him. He manages to get clear. He's going to live no
matter what it takes.
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253 INT. BOAT DECK FOYER / GRAND
STAIRCASE
Water roars through the doors and windows, cascading
down the stairs like a rapids. John Jacob Astor is swept down the marble
steps to A-Deck, which is already flooded... a roiling vortex. He grabs the
headless cherub at the bottom of the staircase and wraps his arms around
it.
Water roars through the doors and windows, cascading
down the stairs like a rapids. John Jacob Astor is swept down the marble
steps to A-Deck, which is already flooded... a roiling vortex. He grabs the
headless cherub at the bottom of the staircase and wraps his arms around
it.
Astor looks up in time to see the 30 foot glass
dome overhead EXPLODE INWARD with the wave of water washing over it. A Niagara
of sea water thunders down into the room, blasting through the first class
opulence. It is the Armageddon of elegance.
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254 OMITTED
255 INT. BELOWDECKS
The flooding is horrific. Walls and doors are
splintered like kindling. Water roars down corridors with pile-driver force.
The CARTMELL FAMILY is at the top of a stairwell,
jammed against a locked gate like Jack and Rose were. Water boils up the
stairwell behind them. Bert Cartmell shakes the gate futilely, shouting for
help. Little Cora wails as the water boils up around them all.
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256 EXT. STERN
Rose and Jack struggle to climb the well deck
stairs as the ship tilts. Drunk Baker Joughin puts a hand squarely on Rose's
butt and shoves her up onto the deck. |
JOUGHIN: |
Sorry, miss! |
Hundreds of people are already on
the poop deck, and more are pouring up every second. Jack and Rose cling
together as they struggle across the tilting deck.
257 As the bow goes down, the STERN RISES. IN
BOAT 2, which is just off the stern, passengers gape as the giant bronze
propellers rise out of the water like gods of the deep, FILLING FRAME behind
them.
People are JUMPING from the well deck, the poop
deck, the gangway doors. Some hit debris in the water and are hurt or killed.
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258 OMITTED
259 OMITTED
260 EXT. STERN
ON THE POOP DECK Jack and Rose struggle aft as
the angle increases. Hundreds of passengers, clinging to every fixed object
on deck, huddle on their knees around FATHER BYLES, who has his voice raised
in prayer. They are praying, sobbing, or just staring at nothing, their minds
blank with dread.
Pulling himself from handhold to handhold, Jack
tugs Rose aft along the deck. |
JACK: |
Come on, Rose. We can't expect God to do all the work for us. |
They struggle on, pushing through
the praying people. A MAN loses his footing ahead and slides toward them.
Jack helps him.
261 THE PROPELLERS are twenty feet above
the water and rising faster.
262 JACK AND ROSE make it to the stern rail,
right at the base of the flagpole. They grip the rail, jammed in between
other people. It is the spot where Jack pulled her back onto the ship, just
two nights... and a lifetime... ago.
Above the wailing and sobbing, Father Byles' voice
carries, cracking with emotion. |
FATHER BYLES: |
..and I saw new heavens and a new earth. The former heavens and the
former earth had passed away and the sea was no longer. |
The lights flicker, threatening to
go out. Rose grips Jack as the stern rises into a night sky ablaze with
stars. |
FATHER BYLES: |
I also saw a new Jerusalem, the holy city coming down out of heaven
from God, beautiful as a bride prepared to meet her husband. I heard a loud
voice from the throne ring out this is God's dwelling among men. He shall
dwell with them and they shall be his people and He shall be their God who
is always with them. |
Rose stares about her at the faces
of the doomed. Near them are the DAHL FAMILY, clinging together stoically.
Helga looks at her briefly, and her eyes are infinitely sad.
Rose sees a young mother next to her, clutching
her five year old son, who is crying in terror. |
MOTHER: |
Shhh. Don't cry. It'll be over soon, darling. It'll all be over
soon. |
FATHER BYLES: |
He shall wipe every tear from their eyes. And there shall be no more
death or mourning, crying out or pain, for the former world has passed
away. |
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INT. SHIP-- VARIOUS
As the ship tilts further everything not bolted
down inside shifts.
263 CUPBOARDS burst open in the pantry
showering the floor with tons of china. A PIANO slides across the floor,
crashing into a wall. FURNITURE tumbles across the Smoking Room floor.
264 ON THE A-DECK PROMENADE passengers
lose their grip and slide down the wooden deck like a bobsled run, hundreds
of feet before they hit the water.
TRUDY BOLT, Rose's maid, slips as she struggles
along the railing and slides away screaming.
265 AT THE STERN the propellers are 100
feet out of the water and rising. Panicking people leap from the poop deck
rail, fall screaming and hit the water like mortar rounds. A man falls from
the poop deck, hitting the bronze hub of the starboard propeller with a sickening
smack.
266 SWIMMERS LOOK UP and see the stern
towering over them like a monolith, the propellers rising against the stars.
110 feet. 120.
267 AT THE STERN RAIL a man jumps. IN HIS
POV we fall seemingly forever, right past one of the giant screws. The water
rushes up--
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EXT. TITANIC / BOAT 6
268 TRACKING SLOWLY IN on Ruth as the sounds
of the dying ship and the screaming people come across the water.
269 REVERSE / HER POV: IN A WIDE SHOT we
see the spectacle of the Titanic, her lights blazing, reflecting in the still
water. Its stern is high in the air, angles up over forty five degrees. The
propellers are 150 feet out of the water. Over a thousand passengers cling
to the decks, looking from a distance like a swarm of bees.
The image is shocking, unbelievable, unthinkable.
Ruth stares at the spectacle, unable to frame it or put it into any proportion.
|
MOLLY BROWN: |
God Almighty. |
The great liner's lights.
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270 INT. ENGINE ROOM
In darkness Chief Engineer Bell hangs onto a pipe
at the master braker panel. Around him men climb through tilted cyclopean
machines with electric hand-torches. It is a black hell of breaking pipes,
spraying water, and groaning machinery threatening to tear right out of its
bedplates.
Water sprays down, hitting the breaker panel,
but Bell will not leave his post. CLUNK. The breakers kick. He slams them
in again and-- WHOOM! a blast of light! Something melts and arcing fills
the engine room with nightmarish light--
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271 EXT. TITANIC
WIDE SHOT. The lights go out all over the ship.
Titanic becomes a vast black silhouette against the stars.
IN COLLAPSIBLE C: BRUCE ISMAY has his back to
the ship, unable to watch the great steamer die. He is catatonic with remorse,
his mind overloaded. He can avert his eyes, but he can't block out the sounds
of dying people and machinery.
A loud CRACKING REPORT comes across the water.
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272 EXT. BOAT DECK
Near the third funnel a man clutches the ship's
rail. He stares down as the DECK SPLITS right between his feet. A yawning
chasm opens with a THUNDER of breaking steel.
LOVEJOY is clutching the railing on the roof of
the Officers' Mess. He watches in horror as the ship's structure RIPS APART
right in front of him. He gapes down into a widening maw, seeing straight
down into the bowels of the ship, amid a BOOMING CONCUSSION like the sound
of artillery. People falling into the widening crevasse look like dolls.
The stay cables on the funnel part and snap across
the decks like whips, ripping off davits and ventilators. A man is hit by
a whipping cable and snatched OUT OF FRAME. Another cable smashes the rail
next to Lovejoy and it rips free. He falls backward into the pit of jagged
metal.
Fires, explosions and sparks light the yawning
chasm as the hull splits down through nine decks to the keel. The sea pours
into the gaping wound--
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273 INT. ENGINE ROOM
It is a thundering black hell. Men scream as monstrous
machinery comes apart around them, steel frames twisting like taffy. Their
torches illuminate the roaring, foaming demon of water as it races at the
through the machines. Trying to climb they are overtaken in seconds.
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274 EXT. TITANIC - NIGHT
The STERN HALF of the ship, almost four hundred
feet long, falls back toward the water. On the poop deck everyone screams
as they feel themselves plummeting. The sound goes up like the roar of fans
at a baseball stadium when a run is scored.
Swimming in the water directly under the stern
a few unfortunates shriek as they see the keel coming down on them like God's
bootheel. The massive stern section falls back almost level, thundering down
into the sea and pushing out a mighty wave of displaced water.
Jack and Rose struggle to hole onto the stern rail.
They feel the ship seemingly RIGHT ITSELF. Some of those praying think it
is salvation. |
SEVERAL PEOPLE: |
We're saved! |
Jack looks at Rose and shakes his
head, grimly.
Now the horrible mechanics play out. Pulled down
by the awesome weight of the flooded bow, the buoyant stern tilts up rapidly.
They feel the RUSH OF ASCENT as the fantail angles up again. Everyone is
clinging to benches, railings, ventilators... anything to keep from sliding
as the stern lifts.
The stern goes up and up, past 45 degrees, then
past sixty.
People start to fall, sliding and tumbling. They
skid down the deck, screaming and flailing to grab onto something. They wrench
other people loose and pull them down as well. There is a pile-up of bodies
at the forward rail. The DAHL FAMILY falls one by one. |
JACK: |
We have to move! |
He climbs over the stern rail and
reaches back for Rose. She is terrified to move. He grabs her hand. |
JACK: |
Come on! I've got you! |
Jack pulls her over the rail. It
is the same place he pulled her over the rail two nights earlier, going the
other direction. She gets over just as the railing is going HORIZONTAL, and
the deck VERTICAL. Jack grips her fiercely.
The stern is now straight up in the air... a rumbling
black monolith standing against the stars. It hangs there like that for a
long grace note, its buoyancy stable.
Rose lies on the railing, looking down fifteen
stories to the boiling sea at the base of the stern section. People near
them, who didn't climb over, hang from the railing, their legs dangling over
the long drop. They fall one by one, plummeting down the vertical face of
the poop deck. Some of them bounce horribly off deck benches and ventilators.
Jack and Rose lie side by side on what was the
vertical face of the hull, gripping the railing, which is now horizontal.
Just beneath their feet are the gold letters TITANIC emblazoned across the
stern.
Rose stares down terrified at the black ocean
waiting below to claim them. Jack looks to his left and sees Baker Joughin,
crouching on the hull, holding onto the railing. It is a surreal moment.
|
JOUGHIN: |
(nodding a
greeting) Helluva
night. |
The final relentless plunge begins
as the stern section floods. Looking down a hundred feet to the water, we
drop like an elevator with Jack and Rose. |
JACK: |
(talking
fast)Take a deep breath
and hold it right before we go into the water. The ship will suck us down.
Kick for the surface and keep kicking. Don't let go of my hand. We're gonna
make it Rose. Trust me. |
She stares at the water coming up
at them, and grips his hand harder. |
ROSE: |
I trust you. |
Below them the poop deck is
disappearing. The plunge gathers speed... the boiling surface engulfs the
docking bridge and then rushes up the last thirty feet.
278 IN A HIGH SHOT, we see the stern descend
into the boiling sea. The name TITANIC disappears, and the tiny figures of
Jack and Rose vanish under the water.
Where the ship stood, now there is nothing. Only
the black ocean. |
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