(clock chiming)
So you wanna go to a real party?
Ls okay I put my hand here?
Okay!
Talla frikken svenska?
What?
(repeats phrase)
I can't understand you.
(glass shatters)
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!
(Jack) 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.
Ls 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?
Ls 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.
(Rose) 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, I'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 lllustrée".
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?
(French accent) 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 I'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.
(Lovejoy) Miss Rose?
My drawings!
(door closes)
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.
(Jack) Oh, shit!
No, over here!
Quick!
(boiler blasting)
Now what!
What!
What are you two doing here?
You shouldn't be here! It's dangerous!
(Jack) Carry on!
Don't mind us! You're doing a great job! Keep up the good work!
Look what we have here, huh?
(Rose clears throat)
Thank you.
(honks horn)
Where to, miss?
To the stars.
Are you nervous?
No.
Put your hands on me, Jack.
(Crewman) 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!
(Rose laughing)
Did you see those guys' faces?
Did you see the...?
When the ship docks...
I'm getting off with you.
This is crazy.
I know! It doesn't make any sense.
That's why I trust it.
Oh, yes... Here, look at this.
- Look at that, would ya? - They're a bit warmer than we are.
Well, if that's what it takes for us to get warm, I'd rather not!
Bugger me!
(alarm bell clanging)
(phone)
Pick up, you bastards!
(phone ringing)
- ls there anyone there?! - Yes, what do you see?
Iceberg! Right ahead!
Thank you.
Iceberg! Right ahead!
Hard to starboard!
(ringing)
(Crewman) Turn! Turn! Steady!
(bell clangs)
Full astern!
Hard over!
Helm's hard over, sir!
(ringing)
Go, lads! Go!
Shut all the dampers!
Shut them!
(dampers slamming)
Hold it!
Now! Engage the reversing engine!
(engine stops)
(engine restarts)
Why aren't they turning?!
Is it hard over?!
It is, yes, sir, hard over!
Come on... come on... come on...
Turn...
Yes...
it's going to hit!
Jesus Christ!
(glass tinkling)
Jesus...
Hard to port!
(Crewman) Hard to port!
(men screaming)
Get back!
Come on, let's go! They're closing the doors!
Get out!
Get out! Get out!
Get out the door!
Go on!
Come on, lads!
Go, lads, go!
Get out!
Oh, my God...
That was a close shave, weren't it?
Smell ice, can ya? Bleedin' Christ!
Note the time and enter it in the log.
What was that, Mr Murdoch?
An iceberg, sir.
I put her hard to starboard and ran the engines full astern...
but it was too close. I tried to port round it, but she hit and...
- Close the watertight doors. - Doors are closed, sir.
All stop.
(ringing)
Find the carpenter. Get him to sound the ship.
Yes, sir!
(Fabrizio) Porca puttana!
Che cazzo e?
Come on, let's get the hell out of here!
Come on, hurry up!
Why have the engines stopped? I felt a shudder.
I shouldn't worry, madam. We've likely thrown a propeller blade.
- May I bring you anything? - No, thank you.
- Did you see anything? - I don't see anything now, do you?
If this is the direction the rats are going, that's good enough for me.
Please, sir, please... everything's under control.
- You there. - Sir, there is no emergency.
- I have been robbed. - Get the master-at-arms.
- Now, you moron! - Yes, sir.
(men laughing)
Hey, you're gonna miss the fun.
- Did you see what happened? - No. Apparently, it hit over there.
It's flooded eight feet and the mail hold is worse.
- Can you shore up? - Not unless the pumps get ahead.
- Have you seen the mail-hold damage? - No, she's already underwater.
This is bad.
We should tell Mother and Cal.
I think they're very good, sir.
Don't touch anything. I want the entire room photographed.
(Rose) Just keep holding my hand.
We've been looking for you, miss.
(Rose) Well, here we go.
Something serious has happened.
Yes, it has.
Indeed. Two things dear to me have disappeared this evening.
Now that one is back, I've an idea where to find the other. Search him.
- Take your coat off, sir. - Now what?
Cal, we're in the middle of an emergency.
What's going on?
- Is this it? - That's it.
This is horseshit!
Don't you believe it, Rose!
- He couldn't have. - Of course he could.
But I was with him the whole time.
Perhaps he did it while you were putting your clothes back on, dear.
Rose, they put it in my pocket.
Shut up.
It isn't even your pocket.
Property of AL Ryerson.
- That was reported stolen. - I borrowed it. I was gonna return it.
- We have an honest thief, do we? - You know I didn't do this, Rose.
Don't you believe them, Rose.
You know I didn't do it. You know I didn't do it, Rose!
Come on, son. There's a good lad.
Come on.
You know I didn't do it! You know me!
(lsmay) Most unfortunate, Captain.
Water... 14 feet above the keel in 10 minutes...
in the forepeak, in all three holds and in boiler room six.
That's right, sir.
- When can we get under way, damn it! - That's 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 bulkheads, from one to the next.
Back and back. There's no stopping it.
The pumps...
The pumps buy you time, but minutes only.
From this moment, no matter what we do...
Titanic will founder.
But this ship can't sink.
She's made of iron, sir. I assure you she can...
and she will.
It is a mathematical certainty.
How much time?
An hour...
Two at most.
And how many aboard, Mr Murdoch?
2,200 souls on board, sir.
Well, I believe you may get your headlines, Mr lsmay.
Oh, it is a little slut, isn't it? Look at me when I'm talking to you!
(knock at door)
- Mr Hockley? - Not now! We're busy!
Sir, please put on your lifebelt...
I said not now.
I'm sorry but it's Captain's orders. Now, please, dress warmly.
It's quite cold out tonight.
May I suggest topcoats and hats?
This is ridiculous.
Not to worry, miss. I am sure it's just a precaution.
Everybody up! Lifebelts on!
What's he on about?
- Lifebelts on! - What's the ruckus?
Just put your lifebelts on!
(Crewman) CQD?
Sir?
That's right. CQD. The distress call.
That's our position.
Tell whoever responds that we're going down by the head...
and need immediate assistance.
Blimey!
Keep lowering! Keep lowering!
Mr Wilde!
Where are the passengers?
We moved them back inside. It's too damn cold and noisy for them.
(blows whistle)
Help with these lines!
(orchestra playing "Alexander's Ragtime Band")
Care for a drink, sir?
Hey, sonny, what's doing? You got us all trussed up here...
- ..and now we're cooling our heels. - Sorry, ma'am. Let me find out.
I don't think anybody knows what the hell's going on.
It's the goddamned English doing everything by the... book.
There's no need for language, Mr Hockley.
Go and turn the heaters on in our rooms. I'd like a cup of tea when I return.
Yes, ma'am.
(Man) This ship has 15 watertight barricades.
(Crewman) Would you put your lifebelt on, please?
Mr Andrews...
I saw the iceberg, and I see it in your eyes.
Please tell me the truth.
The ship will sink.
You're certain?
Yes. In an hour or so...
all this will be at the bottom of the Atlantic.
What?
Tell only who you must. I don't want to be responsible for a panic.
And get to a boat quickly. Don't wait.
You remember what I told you about the boats?
Yes...
I understand.
Over here, sir.
Sir, they need you in the second-class purser's office. There's a mob up there.
- Go on. I'll keep an eye on him. - Aye. Right.
Sir! Carpathia says they're making 17 knots.
Full steam for them, sir.
- She's the only one responding? - The only one close, sir.
They can be here in four hours.
Four hours?!
Thank you, Bride.
My God...!
(crewmen yelling out orders)
Sir!
We are swung out and ready, sir.
Hadn't we better get the women and children into the boats, sir?
Yes, we...
Sir?
Women and children first.
Yes.
Yes, sir.
Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please!
Step this way, please! That's right.
Come towards me!
Thank you.
Good.
For the time being I shall require only women and children.
Right here.
Like the Captain said...
nice and cheery so there's no panic.
"Wedding Dance."
Lifebelts on! Put your lifebelts on!
Put your lifebelts on!
Here, put your lifebelt on. Here, come on...
it isn't time to go up to the boats yet.
Please stay calm.
Look, please make sure you've got your lifebelts on.
Women and children to the front.
What are we doing, Mummy?
When the first-class people are in the boats, they'll start with us...
and we'll want to be ready.
(men arguing)
Go and get some help.
Lower away! Left and right together!
Steady!
Both sides together!
Steady!
Stop! Stop!
(screaming)
Hold the left side!
Right side only! Right side only!
Hold the left side!
Right side down! Lower away together!
Steady, lads!
You know, I do believe this ship may sink.
I've been asked to give you this small token of our appreciation.
Compliments of Mr Caledon Hockley.
Come on, sister, you heard the man. Into the boat.
- Any room for a gentleman, gentlemen? - Only women at this time, sir.
Will the lifeboats be seated according to class?
I hope they're not too crowded.
Oh, Mother... Shut up! Don't you understand?!
The water is freezing and there aren't enough boats! Not enough by half.
Half the people on this ship are going to die.
Not the better half.
Come on, Ruth, get in the boat.
First-class seats are right up here.
It's a pity I didn't keep that drawing. It'll be worth more by morning.
(Crewman) Women and children towards the front.
You unimaginable bastard.
(Molly) Come on, Rose, darling. There's plenty of room for you.
- Come on, Rose. You're next. - Come into the boat, Rose.
(Cal) Come.
Rose!
Get into the boat!
Rose...
Goodbye, Mother.
Rose?
Where are you going?
To him?!
To be a whore to a gutter rat?!
I'd rather be his whore than your wife!
No... No!
I said no!
(Ruth) Rose!
Please stop!
- And lower away! - Rose!
- Man the tiller! - No, wait!
Rose!
Hold the left side there!
Help!
Can anybody hear me!
Hello, help me!
Help me!
Help me! Can anybody hear me!
Somebody help me!
Mr Andrews!
Check the starboard corridor.
Madam, please, put on a lifebelt.
Lucy, for God's sake, put on your lifebelt. Set a good example.
Anyone in here?
Mr Andrews, thank God! Where would they take someone under arrest?
You have to get to a boat right away.
I'm doing this with or without your help, but without will take longer.
Take the elevator to the very bottom. Go left down the crewmen's passage.
Go right and left again at the stairs. You'll come to a corridor.
This could be bad.
(water gurgling)
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit!
Excuse me!
- (Crewman) The lifts are closed. - I do not care...
The lifts are...
I'm sorry, miss, but the lifts are closed.
I'm through being polite, goddamn it! Now take me down!
"E" deck.
Come on... Come on, come on...
I'm going back up!
No!
No! No!
Miss, wait!
Come back! I'm going back up!
I'm going back up!
Crew passage...
Crew passage.
Jack!
Rose!
Jack!
Rose, I'm in here!
- I'm in here! - Jack!
I'm in here!
- Jack! - Rose!
Jack! Jack!
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!
- Lovejoy put it in my pocket. - I know! I know, I know, I know!
Rose, you have to find a spare key, all right?
Look in that cabinet.
It's a little silver one, Rose.
Silver...
These are all brass!
Check right here, Rose.
Rose...
How did you find out I didn't do it?
I didn't.
I just realised I already knew.
Keep looking!
No key.
- There's no key! - Rose, listen.
You have to go find help.
It'll be all right.
I'll be right back.
I'll just wait here.
Hello, is there anyone here?
Hello?
Is there anybody down here?
We need help! Hello!
Damn it!
Can anybody hear me! Please! Hello! Hello!
Oh, thank God!
I need your help. There's a man back here and... Wait!
Hello?
(loud rumbling)
(panting)
Hello?
- Miss, you shouldn't be here now. - Please, I need your help.
There is a man down here and he is trapped!
- No need to panic. - I'm not panicking!
You're going the wrong way! Let go of me! Listen!
To hell with you.
(ship creaking)
(crewman shouting orders)
Lower away!
Oh, God...
Oh, my God...
(gasps)
Jack!
Rose!
Will this work?
I guess we'll find out. Come on.
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Try some practice swings.
Good. Try to hit the same mark again, Rose. You can do it.
Okay. That's enough practice.
Come on, Rose. You can do it.
Listen, just hit it really hard and really fast.
Wait! Open your hands up a little more.
- Like that? - Right.
Listen, Rose... l trust you.
Go!
You did it!
Come on, let's go!
Oh, shit, this is cold! Oh, shit!
Shit! Shit!
This is the way out.
We have to find another way. Come on.
Pull!
(orchestra playing)
Pull!
Put your backs into it! Pull!
Pull!
Now there's something you don't see every day.
What's this luggage doing here? Get rid of it! We need the room!
(crewman giving orders)
Keep calm!
Move along there. Make more room. That's right. Look sharp.
- Lovejoy! - She's not on the starboard side.
We're running out of time and this martinet isn't letting any men on.
There's one on the other side letting men on.
Then that's our play. We'll need some insurance first. Come on.
(banging)
This way. All the way down here.
Here! What do you think you're doing?
You'll have to pay for that! That's White Star Line property!
Shut up!
Will you hold the boat a moment? I just have to run back to my room...
Sit down!
Mr Lightoller, why are the boats being launched half full?
- Not now, Mr Andrews. - 20 or so in a boat built for 65...
and I saw one boat with only 12! 12!
We weren't sure of the weight, Mr Andrews. These boats may buckle.
Rubbish!
They were tested in Belfast with 70 men!
Now fill these boats, Mr Lightoller, for God's sake, man!
I need more women and children, please!
(Crewman) Get back in there. This is not an exit.
- Get back in there. - This is not an exit!
You can't keep us locked in here! The ship's bloody sinking!
Bring forward the women!
Unlock the gates.
Women only!
No men!
(yelling)
Get back!
Lock the gates!
Get them back from those gates!
Don't touch the gates!
There are women and children down here!
Let us up so we can have a chance!
Get back!
- Jack! - Tommy!
- Can we get out? - It's hopeless that way!
Whatever we do, we've gotta do it fast.
Jack!
Fabrizio!
The boats are all gone.
- This whole place is flooding. - There is niente this way.
All right. Let's go this way. Come on.
I make my own luck.
So do I.
Come on!
No, come on. Let's go this way.
(speaking Arabic)
This way!
Go back to the main stairwell and everything will be sorted out there.
The hell it will!
It will get sorted out back there.
Go back to the main stairwell.
- Open the gate. - Go back...
- Open the gate now! - Go back down the main stairwell!
Goddamn it! Son of a bitch!
Open the damn gate!
Go back!
- Fabri, Tommy. Give me a hand here! - Move aside! Move aside!
Pull!
- Move aside! - Put that down!
Move aside!
- One! Two! - Stop that!
Three!
Again!
Let's go!
Let's go, Rose.
You can't go up there! You can't do this!
(Lightoller) Keep order! Keep order here!
Back! Back! Back!
(screaming)
Hold on to her!
Pull her in!
Get back, I say!
Or I'll shoot you all like dogs!
Keep order here!
Keep order, I say.