| CUT TO:
180 INT. MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE /
CORRIDOR
Jack pulls on the pipe with all his strength.
It's not budging. He hears gurgling sound. Water pours under the door, spreading
rapidly across the floor. |
| JACK: |
Shit |
| He tries to pull one hand out of
the cuffs, working until the skin is raw... no good. |
| JACK: |
Help!! Somebody!! Can anybody hear me?!
(to himself) This could be bad. |
| 181 THE CORRIDOR outside is deserted.
Flooded a couple of inches deep. Jack's voice comes faintly through the door,
but there is no one to hear it.
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182 INT. FIRST CLASS CORRIDOR
Thomas Andrews is opening stateroom doors, checking
that people are out. |
| ANDREWS: |
Anyone in here? |
| Rose runs up to him, breathless. |
| ROSE: |
Mr. Andrews, thank God! Where would the Master at Arms take someone
under arrest?! |
| ANDREWS: |
What?
You have to get to a boat right away! |
| ROSE: |
No!
I'll do this with or without your help, sir. But without will take
longer. |
| ANDREWS: |
(beat) Take the elevator
to the very bottom, go left, down the crewman's passage, then make a
right. |
| ROSE: |
Bottom,
left, right. I have it. |
| ANDREWS: |
Hurry,
Rose. |
| CUT TO:
183 INT. FOYER / ELEVATORS
Rose runs up as the last Elevator Operator is
closing up his lift to leave. |
| OPERATOR: |
Sorry,
miss, lifts are closed-- |
| Without thinking she grabs him and
shoves him back into the lift. |
| ROSE: |
I'm
through with being polite, goddamnit!! I may never be polite the rest of
my life! Now take me down!! |
| The operator fumbles to close the
gate and start the lift.
CUT TO:
184 EXT. OCEAN / BOAT 6
Molly and the two seamen are rowing, and they've
made it a hundred feet or so. Enough to see that the ship is angled down
into the water, with the bow rail less than ten feet above the surface. |
| MOLLY: |
Come
on girls, join in, it'll keep ya warm. Let's go Ruth. Grab an oar! |
| Ruth just stares at the spectacle
of the great liner, its rows of lights blazing, slanting down into the sullen
black mirror of the Atlantic.
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185 INT. FIRST CLASS ELEVATOR /
CORRIDORS
Through the wrought iron door of the elevator car
Rose can see the decks going past. The lift slows. Suddenly ICE WATER is
swirling around her legs. She SCREAMS in surprise. So does the operator.
The car has landed in a foot of freezing water,
shocking the hell out of her. She claws the door open and splashes out, hiking
up her floor-length skirt so she can move. The lift goes back up, behind
her, as she looks around. |
| ROSE: |
Left,
crew passage. |
| She spots it and slogs down the flooded
corridor. The place is understandably deserted. She is on her own. |
| ROSE: |
Right,
right... right. |
| She turns into a cross-corridor,
splashing down the hall. A row of doors on each side. |
| ROSE: |
Jack?
Jaaacckk?? |
| CUT TO:
186 INT. MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE /
CORRIDOR
Jack is hopelessly pulling on the pipe again, straining
until he turns red. He collapses back on the bench. realizing he's screwed.
Then he hears her through the door. |
| JACK: |
ROSE!!
In here! |
| 187 IN THE HALL Rose hears
his voice behind her. She spins and runs back, locating the right door, then
pushes it open, creating a small wave.
She splashes over Jack and puts her arms around
him. |
| ROSE: |
Jack,
Jack, Jack... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. |
| They are so happy to see each other
it's embarrassing. |
| JACK: |
That
guy Lovejoy put it in my pocket. |
| ROSE: |
I
know, I know. |
| JACK: |
See
if you can find a key for these. Try those drawers. It's a little brass
one. |
| She kisses his face and hugs him
again, then starts to go through the desk. |
| JACK: |
So...
how did you find out I didn't do it? |
| ROSE: |
I
didn't.
(she looks at him)
I just realized I already
knew. |
| They share a look, then she goes
back to ransacking the room, searching drawers and cupboards. Jack sees movement
out the porthole and looks out.
A LIFEBOAT hits the surface of the water, seen
from below.
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188 EXT. TITANIC / BOAT ONE
While the seamen detach the falls, Boat One rocks
next to the hull. Lucile and Sir Cosmo Duff-Gordon sit with ten others in
a boat made for four times that many. |
| LUCILLE: |
I despise
small boats. I just know I'm going to be seasick. I always get seasick in
small boats. Good Heavens, there's a man down there. |
| In a lit porthole beneath the surface
she sees Jack looking up at her... a face in a bubble of light under the
water.
CUT TO:
189 INT. MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE
Rose stops trashing the room, and stands there,
breathing hard. |
| ROSE: |
There's
no key in here. |
| They look around at the water, now
almost two feet deep. Jack has pulled his feet up onto the bench. |
| JACK: |
You
have to go for help. |
| ROSE: |
(nodding) I'll be
right back. |
| JACK: |
I'll
wait here. |
| She runs out, looking back at him
once from the doorway, then splashes away. Jack looks down at the swirling
water.
CUT TO:
190 INT. STAIRWELL AND CORRIDORS
Rose splashes down the hall to a stairwell going
up to the next deck. She climbs the stairs, her long skirt leaving a trail
like a giant snail. The weight of it is really slowing her down. She rips
at the buttons and shimmies quickly out of the thing. She bounds up the stairs
in her stockings and knee-length slip, to find herself in--
191 A LONG CORRIDOR... part of the labyrinth
of steerage hallways forward.She is alone here. A long groan of stressing
metal echoes along the hall as the ship continues to settle. She runs down
the hall, unimpeded now. |
| ROSE: |
Hello?
Somebody?! |
| She turns a corner and runs along
another corridor in a daze. The hall slopes down into water which, shimmers,
reflecting the light. The margin of the water creeps toward her. A YOUNG
MAN appears, running through the water, sending up geysers of spray. He pelts
past her without slowing, his eyes crazed... |
| ROSE: |
Help
me! We need help! |
| He doesn't look back. It is like
a bad dream. The hull gongs with terrifying sounds.
The lights flicker and go out, leaving utter darkness.
A beat. Then they come back on. She finds herself hyperventilating. That
one moment of blackness was the most terrifying of her life.
A STEWARD runs around the nearest corner, his arms
full of lifebelts. He is upset to see someone still in his section. He grabs
her forcefully by the arm, pulling her with him like a wayward child. |
| STEWARD: |
Come
on, then, let's get you topside, miss, that's right. |
| ROSE: |
Wait.
Wait! I need your help! There's-- |
| STEWARD: |
No
need for panic, miss. Come along! |
| ROSE: |
No,
let me go! You're going the wrong way! |
| He's not listening. And he won't
let her go.
She SHOUTS in his ear, and when he turns, she
punches him squarely in the nose. Shocked, he lets her go and staggers
back. |
| STEWARD: |
To
Hell with you! |
| ROSE: |
See
you there, buster! |
| The steward runs off, holding his
bloody nose. She spits after him. Just the way Jack taught her.
She turns around, SEES: a glass case with a fire-axe
in it. She breaks the glass with a battered suitcase which is lying discarded
nearby, and seizes the axe, running back the way she came.
192 AT THE STAIRWELL she looks down and
gasps. The water has flooded the bottom five steps. She goes down and has
to crouch to look along the corridor to the room where Jack is trapped.
Rose plunges into the water, which is up to her
waist... and powers forward, holding the axe above her head in two hands.
She grimaces at the pain from the literally freezing water.
CUT TO:
193 INT. MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE
Jack has climbed up on the bench, and is hugging
the waterpipe. Rose wades in, holding the axe above her head. |
| ROSE: |
Will
this work? |
| JACK: |
We'll
find out. |
| They are both terrified, but trying
to keep panic at bay. He positions the chain connecting the two cuffs, stretching
it taut across the steel pipe. The chain is of course very short, and his
exposed wrists are on either side of it. |
| JACK: |
Try
a couple practice swings. |
| Rose hefts the axe and thunks it
into a wooden cabinet. |
| JACK: |
Now
try to hit the same mark again. |
| She swings hard and the blade thunks
in four inches from the mark. |
| JACK: |
Okay,
that's enough practice. |
| He winces, bracing himself as she
raises the axe. She has to hit a target about an inch wide with all the force
she can muster, with his hands on either side. |
| JACK: |
(sounding calm)
You can do it, Rose. Hit
it as hard as you can, I trust you. |
| Jack closes his eyes. So does
she. The axe comes down. K-WHANG! Rose gingerly
opens her eyes looks... Jack is grinning with two separate cuffs.
Rose drops the axe, all the strength going out
of her. |
| JACK: |
Nice
work, there, Paul Bunyan. |
| He climbs down into the water next
to her. He can't breathe for a second. |
| JACK: |
Shit!
Excuse my French. Ow ow ow, that is cold! Come on, let's go. |
| They wade out into the hall. Rose
starts toward the stairs going up, but Jack stops her. There is only about
a foot of the stairwell opening visible. |
| JACK: |
Too
deep. We gotta find another way out. |
| CUT TO:
194 EXT. BOAT 6 AND TITANIC
TIGHT ON THE LETTERS TITANIC painted two feet high
on the bow of the doomed steamer. Once 50 feet above the waterline, they
now quietly slip below the surface. We see them, gold on black, rippling
and dimming to a pale green as they go deeper.
195 IN BOAT SIX, Ruth looks back at the Titanic,
transfixed by the sight of the dying liner. The bowsprit is now barely above
the waterline. Another of Boxhall's rockets EXPLODES overhead. K-BOOM! It
lights up the whole area, and we see half a dozen boats in the water, spreading
out from the ship. |
| MOLLY: |
Now
there's somethin' you don't see every day. |
| CUT TO:
196 INT. SCOTLAND ROAD / E-DECK
The widest passageway in the ship, it is used
by crew and steerage alike, and runs almost the length of the ship. Right
now steerage passengers move along it like refugees, heading aft.
CRASH! A wooden doorframe splinters and the door
bursts open under the force of Jack's shoulder. Jack and Rose stumble through,
into the corridor. A STEWARD, who was nearby herding people along, marches
over. |
| STEWARD: |
Here
you! You'll have to pay for that, you know. That's White Star Line
property-- |
| JACK/ROSE: |
(turning together)
Shut up! |
| Jack leads her past the dumbfounded
steward. They join the steerage stragglers going aft. In places the corridor
is almost completely blocked by large families carrying all their
luggage.
AN IRISH WOMAN gives Rose a blanket, more for modesty
than because she is blue-lipped and shivering. |
| IRISHWOMAN: |
Here,
lass, cover yerself. |
| Jack rubs her arms and tries to warm
her up as they walk along. The woman's husband offers them a flask of
whiskey. |
| IRISHMAN: |
This'll
take the chill off. |
| Rose takes a mighty belt and hands
it to Jack. He grins and follows suit. Jack tries a number of DOORS and IRON
GATES along the way, finding them all locked.
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197 EXT. BOAT DECK
ON THE BOAT DECK, the action has moved to the
aft group of boats, numbers 9, 11, 13 and 15 on the starboard side, and 10,
12, 14 and 16 on the port side. The pace of work is more frantic. You see
crew and officers running now to work the davits, their previous complacency
gone.
CAL pushes through the crowd, scanning for Rose.
Around him is chaos and confusion. A woman is calling for a child who has
become separated from the crowd. A man is shouting over people's heads. A
woman takes hold of Second Officer Lightoller's arm as he is about to launch
Boat 10. |
| WOMAN: |
Will
you hold the boat a moment? I have to run back to my room for
something-- |
| Lightoller grabs her and shoves her
bodily into the boat. Thomas Andrews rushes up to him just then. |
| ANDREWS: |
Why
are the boats being launched half full?! |
| Lightoller steps past him, helping
a seaman clear a snarled fall. |
| LIGHTOLLER: |
Not
now, Mr. Andrews. |
| ANDREWS: |
(pointing down at the water)
There, look... twenty or
so in a boat built for sixty five. And I saw one boat with only twelve. Twelve!
|
| LIGHTOLLER: |
Well...
we were not sure of the weight-- |
| ANDREWS: |
Rubbish!
They were tested in Belfast with the weight of 70 men. Now fill these boats,
Mr. Lightoller. For God's sake, man! |
| The shot HANDS OFF to Cal, who sees
Lovejoy hurrying toward him through the aisle connecting the port and starboard
sides of the boat deck. |
| LOVEJOY: |
She's
not on the starboard side either. |
| CAL: |
We're
running out of time. And this strutting martinet...
(indicating
Lightoller) ...isn't letting
any men in at all. |
| LOVEJOY: |
The
one on the other side is letting men in. |
| CAL: |
Then
that's our play. But we're still going to need some insurance.
(he starts off forward)
Come on. |
| Cal charges off, heading forward,
followed by Lovejoy. The SHOT HANDS OFF to a finely dressed elderly couple,
IDA and ISIDOR STRAUSS. |
| ISIDOR: |
Please,
Ida, get into the boat. |
| IDA: |
No.
We've been together for forty years, and where you go, I go. Don't argue
with me, Isidor, you know it does no good. |
| He looks at her with sadness and
great love. They embrace gently. |
| LIGHTOLLER: |
Lower
away!! |
| CUT TO:
198 EXT. BRIDGE / FORWARD WELL DECK /
FOC'SLE
AT THE BOW... the place where Jack and Rose first
kissed... the bow railing goes under water. Water swirls around the capstans
and windlasses on the foc'sle deck.
Smith strides to the bridge rail and looks down
at the well deck. Water is shipped over the sides and the well deck is awash.
Two men run across the deck, their feet sending up spray. Behind Smith, Boxhall
fires another rocket. WHOOSH!
CUT TO:
199 OMITTED
200 OMITTED
201 INT. E-DECK CORRIDORS AND
STAIRWELL
Fabrizio, standing with Helga Dahl and her family,
hears Jack's voice. |
| JACK: |
Fabrizio!
Fabri! |
| Fabrizio turns and sees Jack and
Rose pushing through the crowd. He and Jack hug like brothers. |
| FABRIZIO: |
The
boats are all going. |
| JACK: |
We
gotta get up there or we're gonna be gargling saltwater. Where's Tommy? |
| Fabrizio points over the heads of
the solidly packed crowd to the stairwell.
Tommy has his hands on the bars of the steel gate
which blocks the head of the stairwell. The crew open the gate a foot or
so and a few women are squeezing through. |
| STEWARD#2: |
Women
only. No men. No men!! |
| But some terrified men, not understanding
English, try to rush through the gap, forcing the gate open. The crewmen
and stewards push them back, shoving and punching them. |
| STEWARD#2: |
Get
back! Get back you lot!
(to the crewmen)
Lock it!! |
| They struggle to get the gate closed
again, while Steward #2 brandishes a small revolver. Another holds a fire
axe. They lock the gate, and a cry goes up among the crowd, who surge forward,
pounding against the steel and shouting in several languages. |
| TOMMY: |
For
the love of God, man, there are children down here! Let us up, so we can
have a chance! |
| But the crewmen are scared now. They
have let the situation get out of hand, and now they have a mob. Tommy gives
up and pushes his way back through the crowd, going down the stairs. He rejoins
Jack, Rose and Fabrizio. |
| TOMMY: |
It's
hopeless that way. |
| JACK: |
Well,
whatever we're goin' to do, we better do it fast. |
| Fabrizio turns to Helga, praying
he can make himself understood. |
| FABRIZIO: |
(with a lot of hand gestures)
Everyone... all of you...
come with me now. We go to the boats. We go to the boats. Capito? Come now!
|
| They can't understand what he's saying.
They can see his urgency, but OLAF DAHL, the patriarch of the family, shakes
his head. He will not panic, and will not let his family go with this boy.
Fabrizio turns to Helga. |
| FABRIZIO: |
Helga...
per favore... please... come with me, I am lucky. Is my destiny to go to
America. |
| She kisses him, then steps back to
be with her family. Jack lays a hand on his shoulder, his eyes saying "Let's
go". |
| FABRIZIO: |
I will
never forget you. |
| CUT TO:
202 OMITTED
203 OMITTED
204 INT. CAL AND ROSE'S SUITE
CLUNK! Cal opens his safe and reaches inside. As
Lovejoy watches, he pulls out two stacks of bills, still banded by bank wrappers.
Then he takes out "Heart of the Ocean", putting it in the pocket of his overcoat,
and locks the safe. |
| CAL: |
(holding up stacks of bills)
I make my own luck. |
| LOVEJOY: |
(putting the .45 in his waistband)
So do I. |
| Cal grins, putting the money in his
pocket as they go out.
CUT TO:
205 INT. STEERAGE, AFT
Jack, Rose, Fabrizio and Tommy are lost, searching
for a way out. They push past confused passengers... past a mother changing
her baby's diaper on top of an upturned steamer trunk... past a woman arguing
heatedly with a man in Serbo-Croatian, a wailing child next to them... past
a man kneeling to console a woman who is just sitting on the floor, sobbing...
and past another man with an English/Arabic dictionary, trying to figure
out what the signs mean, while his wife and children wait patiently.
Jack et al come upon a narrow stairwell and they
go up two decks before they are stopped by a small group pressed up against
a steel gate. The steerage men are yelling at a scared STEWARD. |
| STEWARD: |
Go
to the main stairwell, with everyone else. It'll all get sorted out
there. |
| Jack takes one look at this scene
and finally just loses it. |
| JACK: |
God
damn it to Hell son of a bitch!! |
| He grabs one end of a bench bolted
to the floor on the landing. He starts pulling on it, and Tommy and Fabrizio
pitch in until the bolts shear and it breaks free. Rose figures out what
they are doing and clears a path up the stairs between the waiting
people. |
| ROSE: |
Move
aside! Quickly, move aside! |
| Jack and Tommy run up the steps with
the bench and RAM IT INTO THE GATE with all their strength. It rips loose
from its track and falls outward, narrowly missing the steward. Led by Jack,
the crowd surges though. Rose steps up to the cowering steward and says in
her most imperious tone: |
| ROSE: |
If
you have any intention of keeping your pathetic job with the White Star Line,
I suggest you escort these good people to the boat deck... now. |
| Class wins out. He nods dumbly motions
form them to follow.
CUT TO:
206 EXT. BOAT 6 / TITANIC - NIGHT
Ruth rows with Molly Brown, two other women and
the incompetent sailors. She rests on her oars, exhausted, and looks back
at the ship.
It slants down into the water, still ablaze with
light. Nothing is above water forward of the bridge except for the foremast.
Another rocket goes off, lighting up the entire area... there are a dozen
boats moving outward from the ship.
207 AT THE BOAT DECK RAIL Captain Smith
is shouting to Boat 6 through a large metal megaphone. |
| SMITH: |
Come
back! Come back to the ship! |
| CHIEF OFFICER WILDE joins him, blowing
his silver whistle.
208 FROM BOAT 6 the whistle comes shrilly
across the water. Quartermaster Hitchins grips the rudder in fear. |
| HITCHINS: |
The
suction will pull us right down if we don't keep going. |
| MOLLY: |
We
got room for lots more. I say we go back. |
| HITCHINS: |
No!
It's our lives now, not theirs. And I'm in charge of this boat! Now
row!! |
| 209 CAPTAIN SMITH, at the rail of
the boat deck, lowers his megaphone slowly. |
| SMITH: |
The
fools. |
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