I had no close kin in that part of the country.
So I left and I haven't been back since.
You could just call me a tumbleweed blowing in the wind.
Well, Rose, we've walked about a mile around this boat deck
and chewed over how great the weather's been and how l grew up,
but I reckon that's not why you came to talk to me, is it ?
- Mr Dawson, I... - Jack.
Jack.
I want to thank you for what you did.
Notjust for... for pulling me back, but for your discretion.
You're welcome.
Look, I know what you must be thinking.
Poor little rich girl.
What does she know about misery ?
No... No, that's not what l was thinking.
I was thinking what could have happened to this girl
to make her think she had no way out.
Well, I...
It was everything. It was my whole world
and all the people in it.
The inertia of my life... plunging ahead, and me powerless to stop it.
God ! Look at that thing !
You would've gone straight to the bottom.
500 invitations have gone out.
All of Philadelphia society will be there,
and all the while I feel I'm standing in a crowded room
screaming at the top of my lungs, and no-one even looks up.
Do you love him ?
Pardon me ?
Do you love him ?
You shouldn't be asking me this.
It's a simple question. Do you love the guy or not ?
- This is not a suitable conversation. - Can't you just answer the question ?
This is absurd. You don't know me and l don't know you,
and we are not having this conversation.
You are rude and uncouth and... I am leaving now.
Jack... Mr Dawson, it's been a pleasure.
I sought you out to thank you...
- And you insulted me. - You deserved it.
- Right. - Right.
- I thought you were leaving. - I am.
You are so annoying !
Wait.
I don't have to leave. This is my part of the ship.
You leave.
Well, well, well ! Now who's being rude ?
What is this stupid thing you're carrying around ?
So what are you ? An artist or something ?
Well... these are rather good.
They're, uh... they're very good, actually.
Jack, this is exquisite work.
- They didn't like them in old Paris. - Paris ?!
You do get around, for a poor...
Well, uh, uh, a person of limited means.
A poor guy. You can say it.
Well, well, well !
And these were drawn from life ?
That's the good thing about Paris.
Lots of girls willing to take their clothes off.
You liked this woman.
You used her several times.
Well, she had beautiful hands, you see ?
I think you must have had a love affair with her.
No, no, no.
Just with her hands.
She was a one-legged prostitute.
See ?
Oh !
She had a good sense of humour, though.
And this lady...
She used to sit at this bar every night
wearing all her jewellery, waiting for her long-lost love.
Called her Madame Bijoux.
See how her clothes are all moth-eaten ?
Well, you have a gift, Jack.
You do.
You see people.
I see you.
And ?
You wouldn't have jumped.
But the purpose of university is to find a suitable husband.
Rose has already done that.
Here comes that vulgar Brown woman.
Quickly, get up before she sits with us.
Hello, girls.
- I was hoping I'd catch you at tea. - We're awfully sorry you missed it.
The Countess and l were just off to the boat deck.
What a lovely idea. I need to catch up on my gossip.
Countess.
So you've not yet lit the last four boilers ?
I don't see the need. We are making excellent time.
The press knows the size of Titanic.
Now I want them to marvel at her speed.
We must give them something new to print.
This maiden voyage of Titanic
must make headlines.
Mr Ismay, I would prefer not to push the engines
until they've been properly run in.
Of course, I'm just a passenger. I leave it to you to decide what's best.
But a glorious end to your final trip if we arrive on Tuesday night
and surprise them all. Make the morning papers.
Retire with a bang, eh, EJ ?
Good man.
Well, after that I worked on a squid boat in Monterey.
Then I went to the pier in Santa Monica
and started doing portraits there for 10 cents apiece.
Why can't I be like you, Jack ? Just head out for the horizon
whenever I feel like it.
Say we'll go there sometime to that pier
even if we only just talk about it.
No, we'll do it.
We'll drink cheap beer. Ride on the roller coaster.
Then we'll ride horses on the beach
right in the surf. But like a real cowboy. Not that side-saddle stuff.
You mean, one leg on each side ?
Yeah.
- Can you show me ? - Sure. If you like.
- Teach me to ride like a man. - And chew tobacco like a man.
And spit like a man !
They didn't teach you that ?
No !
Come on, I'll show you.
I'll show you how. Come on.
Jack ! No ! Jack ! No !
Wait, Jack. No, Jack.
- I couldn't possibly, Jack. - Watch closely.
- That's disgusting ! - Your turn.
Pitiful !
You really gotta hawk it back. Use your arms. Arc your neck.
See the range on that thing ?
Okay, go.
You gotta work on it. Really try and hawk it up and get some body to it.
Mother.
May I introduce Jack Dawson ?
Charmed, I'm sure.
The others were gracious about the man who saved my life
but my mother looked at him like an insect,
a dangerous insect,
which must be squashed quickly.
Sounds like you're a good man to have around in a sticky spot.
Why do they always announce dinner like a damn cavalry charge ?
Shall we go dress, Mother ?
See you at dinner, Jack.
Uh, son ?
Son !
Do you have any idea what you're doing ?
Not really.
Well, you're about to go into the snakepit.
What are you planning to wear ?
I figured.
Come on.
I was right ! You and my son are just about the same size.
Pretty close.
You shine up like a new penny !
Good evening, sir.
Good evening.
Hello.
There are several thousand tons of Hockley steel
in this very ship.
Then we'll know who to hold accountable if there's a problem.
There is the Countess.
- Hello, my dear. - Good evening, Cal.
So good to see you.
I saw that in a nickelodeon once and I always wanted to do it.
I'll see you at dinner.
Darling ?
Surely you remember Mr Dawson ?
Dawson ?
Well, it's amazing ! You could almost pass for a gentleman !
Almost.
Extraordinary !
My dear, it's delightful to see you.
What a remarkable voyage this is ! Mad, isn't it ?
There's the Countess of Rothes.
And, um... that's John Jacob Astor, the richest man on the ship.
His little wifey, Madeleine, is my age and in a delicate condition.
See how she's trying to hide it ?
- Quite the scandal. - Hmm !
And that's Benjamin Guggenheim and his mistress Madame Aubert.
Mrs Guggenheim is at home with the children.
And over here we have Sir Cosmo and Lucille Lady Duff-Gordon.
She designs naughty lingerie.
Very popular with the royals.
Congratulations, Hockley. She's splendid.
Why, thank you.
Care to escort a lady to dinner ?
Certainly.
Sweet pea ?
Sweet pea !
Ain't nothin' to it, Jack. They love money,
so just pretend like you own a goldmine and you're in the club.
Hey, Astor !
Well, hello, Molly ! Nice to see you.
JJ, Madeleine, I'd like you to meet Jack Dawson.
- How do you do ? - Pleasure.
Hello, Jack.
Are you of the Boston Dawsons ?
No... the Chippewa Falls Dawsons, actually.
Oh, yes...
He must have been nervous, but he never faltered.
They assumed he was one of them.
Heir to a railroad fortune, perhaps.
New money, obviously, but still a member of the club.
Mother, of course, could always be counted upon.
Tell us of the accommodations in steerage, Mr Dawson.
I hear they're quite good.
The best I've seen, ma'am.
Hardly any rats.
Mr Dawson is joining us from the third class.
He was of some assistance to my fiancée last night.
Mr Dawson is quite a fine artist.
He was kind enough to show me some of his work today.
Rose and I differ somewhat in our definition of fine art.
Not to impugn your work, sir.
She may be mine on paper
but in the eyes of God she belongs to Thomas Andrews.
Are these all for me ?
Start from the outside and work your way in.
- He knows every rivet in her. - Your ship is a wonder, Mr Andrews.
Thank you, Rose.
- How do you take your caviar, sir ? - No caviar for me, thanks.
Never did like it much.
And where exactly do you live, Mr Dawson ?
Well, right now my address is the RMS Titanic.
After that I'm on God's good humour.
And how is it you have means to travel ?
I work my way from place to place. You know, tramp steamers and such.
But I won my ticket on Titanic here at a lucky hand at poker.
A very lucky hand.
All life is a game of luck.
A real man makes his own luck, Archie. Right, Dawson ?
Mm.
And you find that sort of rootless existence appealing, do you ?
Well, yes, ma'am, l do.
I mean... Got everything I need right here with me.
Got air in my lungs and a few sheets of paper.
I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen
or who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up.
The other night I slept under a bridge.
Now I'm on the grandest ship in the world
having champagne with you fine people.
I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it.
You never know what hand you're gonna get dealt next.
You learn to take life as it comes at you,
to make each day count.
Well said, Jack.
Hear, hear !
To making it count.
Bravo !
Mr Brown had no idea I'd hidden the money in the stove !
So he comes home drunk as a pig and he lights a fire !
Next it'll be brandies in the smoking room.
Join me in a brandy, gentlemen ?
Now they retreat into a cloud of smoke
and congratulate each other on being masters of the universe.
Ladies, thank you for your company.
- May I escort you to the cabin ? - No, I'll stay here.
Here you go, Molly.
Joining us, Dawson ?
Don't want to stay with the women, do you ?
No, thanks. I've gotta be heading back.
Probably best. It'll be all business and politics. Wouldn't interest you.
But, Dawson... Good of you to come.
Jack, must you go ?
Time for me to row with the other slaves.
Good night, Rose.
So you wanna go to a real party ?
Is okay I put my hand here ?
Okay !
Talla frikken svenska ?
What ?
I can't understand you.
Hey... !
Bravo ! Bravo !
Come on, guys, let's go ! Ho !
I'm gonna dance with her now, all right ?
Come on.
Come on !
Come with me.
Jack... Jack, wait !
I can't do this.
We have to get a bit closer.
Like this.
You're still my best girl, Cora.
- I don't know the steps. - Neither do I. Just go with it.
Don't think.
Wait, Jack ! Wait ! Stop, Jack !
Wait !
Yeah !
Jack... No !
Whaaa...
..jurisdiction of the Sherman Act, so my lawyers will argue.
That's what Rockefeller said, but the court is not swallowing it.
What ?
You think a first-class girl can't drink ?
Get outta here !
You all right ?
Two out of three, two out of three.
So...
You think you're big, tough men ?
Let's see you do this.
Hold this for me, Jack.
Hold it up.
Ow !
Jesus, Mary and Joseph !
- You all right ? - I haven't done that in years !
Go see Maggie, lads. Let's go !
Coffee, sir ?
I had hoped you would come to me last night.
I was tired.
Your exertions below decks were no doubt exhausting.
I see you had that undertaker of a manservant follow me. How typical.
You will never behave like that again, Rose. Do you understand ?
I'm not a foreman in one of your mills that you can command.
I'm your fiancée.
My fiancée ? My fiancée ?!
Yes, you are, and my wife !
M wife in practice if not yet by law, so you will honour me.
You will honour me the way a wife is required to.
I will not be made a fool of.
Is this in any way unclear ?
No.
Good.
Excuse me.
Miss Rose !
- We had a little... accident. - That's all right, Miss Rose.
I'm sorry, Trudy. Let me help you.
It's all right, miss.
Tea, Trudy.
Yes, ma'am.
You're not to see that boy again. Do you understand me ?
Rose, I forbid it.
Oh, stop it, Mother. You'll give yourself a nosebleed.
This is not a game.
Our situation is precarious. You know the money's gone.
Of course I know it's gone.
You remind me every day.
Your father left us nothing but a legacy of bad debts
hidden by a good name.
That name is the only card we have to play.
I don't understand you.
It is a fine match with Hockley.
It will ensure our survival.
How can you put this on my shoulders ?
Why are you being so selfish ?
I'm being selfish ?
Do you want to see me working as a seamstress ?
Is that what you want ?
To see our fine things sold at auction ?
Our memories scattered to the winds !
It's so unfair.
Of course it's unfair.
We're women.
Our choices are never easy.
Hmm ?
Protect them by thy guardian hand...
From every peril on the land...
O spirit, whom the father sent...
To spread across the firmament...
O wind of heaven, by thy might...
Save all who dare the eagle's flight...
And keep them by thy watchful...
Hello, Mr Andrews.
Hello, Jack.
- Sir... - I just need to talk to somebody...
You're not supposed to be in here.
Fire and foe,...
Protect them...
- You don't remember me ? - No, I don't.
- You'll have to turn around. - He'll tell you.
I just...
Mr Hockley and Mrs DeWitt Bukater
continue to be appreciative of your assistance.
They asked me to give you this in gratitude.
I don't want your money...
You hold a third-class ticket. Your presence here is no longer appropriate.
Please, I just wanna speak to Rose...
Gentlemen, please see that Mr Dawson gets back to where he belongs
and that he stays there.
Yes, sir.
Come along, you.
O hear us when we cry to Thee...
For those in peril on the sea...
- Why two steering wheels ? - We only use this near shore.
Sir, another ice warning. This one's from the Noordam.
Thank you, Sparks.
Oh, not to worry. Quite normal for this time of year.
In fact, we're speeding up. I've just ordered the last boilers lit.
Okay, son, wind it up tight like I showed you.
Okay, let it go.
- Was good, wasn't it ? - Quite nice.
That's excellent, son.
Mr Andrews, forgive me...
I did the sum in my head...
With the number of lifeboats times the capacity you mentioned
it seems there are not enough for everyone.
About half, actually.
Rose, you miss nothing, do you ?
In fact, I put in these new type davits
which can take an extra row of boats.
But it was thought by some that the deck would look too cluttered
so I was overruled.
Waste of deck space on an unsinkable ship.
Sleep soundly, young Rose.
I have built you a good ship, strong and true.
She is all the lifeboat you need.
Just keep heading aft.
Come on.
Jack, this is impossible.
I can't see you.
- I need to talk to you. - No, Jack, no.
Jack, l'm engaged.
I'm marrying Cal.
I love Cal.
Rose... you're no picnic.
You're a spoiled little brat, even.
But you're the most amazingly astounding, wonderful girl,
woman,
- that I've ever known, and... - Jack...
Let me try and get this out.
You're ama...
I'm not an idiot. I know how the world works.
I've got ten bucks in my pocket and I have nothing to offer you.
I understand.
But I'm too involved now.
You jump, I jump, remember ?
I can't turn away without knowing you'll be all right. That's all I want.
Well, I'm fine.
I'll be fine... Really.
Really ?
I don't think so.
They've got you trapped, Rose, and you'll die if you don't break free.
Maybe not right away because you're strong, but
that fire that I love about you, Rose,
that fire is gonna burn out.
It's not up to you to save me, Jack.
You're right.
Only you can do that.
I'm going back.
Leave me alone.
Tell Lucille about the disaster you had with the stationer's.
The invitations had to be sent back twice.
Oh, my dear !
And the dreadful bridesmaids' gowns - what an odyssey that has been !
Rose decided she wanted lavender.
She knows I detest the colour, so she did it to spite me.
If only you'd come to me sooner.
Ruth saw some of my designs in "La Mode Illustree".
They were for the Duchess of Marlborough's youngest.
They were quite charming. But I think you'll agree, my dear,
together we've created something of a phoenix from the ashes !
Hello, Jack.
I changed my mind.
- They said you might be... - Shh...
Give me your hand.
Now close your eyes.
Go on.
Step up.
Now hold on to the railing.
- Keep your eyes closed. Don't peek. - I'm not.
Step up onto the rail.
Hold on... Hold on.
Keep your eyes closed.
Do you trust me ?
I trust you.
All right...
Open your eyes.
I'm flying !
Jack !
Come, Josephine, on my flying machine,...
Going up, she goes, up, she goes...
That was the last time Titanic ever saw daylight.
So we're up to dusk the night of the sinking.
Six hours to go.
Smith's standing there, the iceberg warning in his fucking hand,
and he's ordering more speed.
26 years of experience working against him.
He figures anything big enough to sink the ship they'll see in time to turn.
But the ship's too big with too small a rudder. Doesn't corner worth a damn.
Everything he knows is wrong.
It's quite proper, I assure you !
This is the sitting room.
- Will this light do ? - What ?
Don't artists need good light ?
I am not used to working in such
horrible conditions.
Monet !
- Do you know his work ? - Of course !
Look at his use of colour here !
I know, it's extraordinary.
Cal insists on carting this hideous thing everywhere.
Should we be expecting him any time soon ?
Not as long as the cigars and brandy hold out.
That's nice !
What is it ? A sapphire ?
A diamond.
A very rare diamond.
Jack, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls
wearing this.
All right.
Wearing only this.
The last thing I need
is another picture of me looking like a porcelain doll.
As a paying customer
I expect to get what I want.
Over on the bed... the couch.
Go... lie down.
Tell me when it looks right.
Put your arm back the way it was.
Right.
Put that other arm up... That hand right by your face.
Right.
Now, head down...
Eyes to me. Keep them on me.
And try to stay still.
So serious !
I believe you are blushing, Mr Big Artiste.
I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing.
He does landscapes.
- Just relax your face. - Sorry.
No laughing.
My heart was pounding the whole time.
It was the most erotic moment of my life.
Up until then, at least.
So what happened next ?
You mean... did we do it ?
Sorry to disappoint you, Mr Bodine.
Jack was very professional.
Thank you.
What are you doing ?
Will you put this back in the safe for me ?
Would you excuse me ?
None of the stewards have seen her.
This is absurd.
It's a ship. There's only so many places she could be.
Lovejoy, find her.
- Clear. - Yes.
I don't think l've ever seen such a flat calm.
Like a millpond.
Not a breath of wind.
It will make the bergs harder to see
with no breaking water at the base.
Well, I'm off.
Maintain speed and heading, Mr Lightoller.
Yes, sir.
It's getting cold.
You look nice.
Miss Rose ?
My drawings !
Wait !
Wait, wait, wait !
Go, go !
Down, down !
Bye !
Sorry !
Pretty tough for a valet, this fellow.
- Seems more like a cop. - I think he was.
Oh, shit !
No, over here !
Quick !
Now what !
What !
What are you two doing here ?
You shouldn't be here ! It's dangerous !
Carry on !
Don't mind us ! You're doing a greatjob ! Keep up the good work !
Look what we have here, huh ?
Thank you.
Where to, miss ?
To the stars.
Are you nervous ?
No.
Put your hands on me, Jack.
God, it's bloody cold.
You know, I can smell ice, you know... when it's near.
Bollocks.
But I can, all right ?
Did you ever find those binoculars ?
Haven't seen them since Southampton.
Well, I'll be on my rounds. Cheerio.
You're trembling.
Don't worry. I'll be all right.
They ran down there.
Right.
Anything missing ?
I've got a better idea.
Gotcha !