171
[INT. BRIDGE]
Junior Wireless Operator Bride is relaying a message to Captain Smith
from the CUNARD LINER CARPATHIA.
BRIDE :Carpathia says they're making 17 knots, full steam for them, sir.
SMITH :And she's the only one who's responding?
BRIDE :The only one close, sir. She says she can be here in four hours.
SMITH :Four hours!
The enormity of it hits Smith like a sledgehammer blow.
SMITH :Thank you, Bride.
He turns as Bride exits, and looks out into the blackness.
SMITH :(to himself) My God.
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172
[EXT. BOAT DECK - NIGHT]
Lightoller has his boats swung out. He is standing amidst a crowd of
uncertain passengers in all states of dress and undress. One first class
woman is barefoot. Others are in stockings. The maitre of the restaurant
is in top hat and overcoat. Others are still in evening dress, while some
are in bathrobes and kimonos. Women are wearing lifebelts over velvet
gowns, then topping it with sable stoles. Some brought jewels, others
books, even small dogs.
Lightoller sees Smith walking stiffly toward him and quickly goes to
him. He yells into the Captain's ear, through cupped hands, over the roar
of the steam...
LIGHTOLLER :Hadn't we better get the women and children into the boats sir?
Smith just nods, a bit abstractly. The fire has gone out of him.
Lightoller sees the awesome truth in Smith's face.
LIGHTOLLER :(to the men) Right! Start the loading. Women and children!
The appalling din of escaping steam abruptly cuts off, leaving a
sudden unearthly silence in which Lightoller's voice echoes.
ON WALLACE HARTLEY raising his violin to play.
HARTLEY :Number 26. Ready and--
The band has reassembled just outside the First Class entrance, port
side, near where Lightoller is calling for the boats to be loaded. They
strike up a waltz, lively and elegant. The music wafts all over the ship.
LIGHTOLLER :(indicating the boat) Ladies, this way.
No one moves. A couple of women look down the side of the ship.
It's a long way to the water. With the steam cut off, and the music
playing, the ship seems very safe and sound. Like a big rock in the
middle of the ocean.
LIGHTOLLER :Ladies, please. Step into the boat.
Finally one woman steps across the gap, into the boat, terrified
of the drop to the water far below.
WOMAN IN CROWD :You watch. They'll put us off in these silly little
boats to freeze, and we'll all be back on board by
breakfast.
CAL, ROSE AND RUTH come out of the doors near the band.
RUTH :My, brooch, I left my brooch. I must have it!
She turns back to go to her room but Cal takes her by the arm,
refusing to let her go. The firmness of his hold surprises her.
CAL :Stay here, Ruth.
Ruth sees his expression, and knows fear for the first time.
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173
[INT. STEERAGE BERTHING AFT/ CORRIDORS AND STAIRWELL]
It is chaos, with stewards pushing their way through narrow
corridors clogged with people Carrying suitcases, duffel bags,
children. Some have lifebelts on, others don't.
STEWARD #2 :(to Steward #3) I told the stupid sods no luggage.
Aw, bloody hell!
He throws up his hands at the sight of a family, loaded down
with cases and bags completely blocking the corridor.
Fabrizio and Tommy push past the stewards, going the other
way. They reach a huge crowd gathered at the bottom of the MAIN
3RD CLASS STAIRWELL. Fabrizio spots Helga with the rest of the
Dahl family, standing patiently with suitcases in hand. He reached
her and she grins, hugging him.
Tommy pushes to where he can see what's holding up the group.
There is a steel gate across the top of the stairs, with several
stewards and seamen on the other side.
STEWARD :Stay calm, please. It's not time to go up to the boats yet.
Near Tommy, an IRISHWOMEN stands stoically with two small
children and their battered luggage.
LITTLE BOY :What are we doing, mummy?
WOMAN :We're just waiting, dear. When they finish putting First
Class people in the boats, they'll be startin' with us, and
we'll want to be all ready, won't we?
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174
[EXT. STARBOARD SIDE]
Boat 7 is less than half full, with 28 aboard a boat made for 65.
MURDOCH :Lower away! By the left and right together, steady lads!
The boat lurches as the falls start to pay out through the
pulley blocks. Them women gasp. The boat descends, swaying and
jerking, toward the water 60 feet below. The passengers are terrified.
[CUT TO]
175
[EXT. / INT. TITANIC HULL AND MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE]
TRACKING along the rows of portholes angling down into the
water. Under the surface, they glow green. Pushing in on one
porthole which is half submerged. Inside we see Jack, looking
apprehensively at the water rising up the glass.
INSIDE THE MASTER AT ARMS' OFFICE Jack sits chained to the
waterpipe, next to the porthole. Lovejoy sits on the edge of a
desk. He puts a .45 bullet on the desk and watches it roll across
and fall off. He picks up the bullet.
LOVEJOY :You know... I believe this ship may sink.
(crosses to Jack) I've been asked to give you this small
token of our appreciation...
He punches Jack in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
LOVEJOY :Compliments of Mr. Caledon Hockley.
Lovejoy flips the handcuff key into the air. catches it and
puts it in his pocket. He exits. Jack is left gasping, handcuffed
to the pipe.
[CUT TO]
176
[EXT. BOAT DECK/ STARBOARD SIDE, FORWARD]
At the stairwell rail on the bridge wing, Fourth Officer
Boxhall and Quartermaster Rowe light the first distress rocket.
It shoots into the sky and EXPLODES with a thunderclap over the
ship, sending out white starbursts which light up the entire deck
as they fall.
WHIP PAN off the starbursts to Ismay. The Managing Director
of White Star Line is cracking. Already at the breaking point from
his immense guilt, the rocket panics him. He starts shouting a the
officers struggling with the falls of BOAT 5.
ISMAY :There is no time to waste!
(yelling and waving his arms) Lower away!
Lower away! Lower away!
FIFTH OFFICE LOWE, a baby-faced 28, and the youngest officer,
looks up from the tangled falls at the madman.
LOWE :Get out of the way, you fool!
ISMAY :Do you know who I am?
Lowe, not having a clue nor caring, squares up to Ismay.
LOWE :You're a passenger. And I'm a ship's bloody officer.
Now do what you're told!
(turning away) Steady men! Stand by the falls!
ISMAY :(numbly, backing away) Yes, quite right. Sorry.
[CUT TO]
177
[EXT. BOAT DECK/ PORT SIDE]
SECOND OFFICER LIGHTOLLER is loading the boat nearest Cal
and Rose... Boat 6.
LIGHTOLLER :Women and children only! Sorry sir, no men yet.
Another rocket bursts overhead, lighting the crowd. Startled
faces turn upward. Fear now in the eyes.
DANIEL MARVIN has his Biograph camera set up, cranking away...
hoping to get an exposure off the rocket's light. He was Mary posed
in front of the scene at the boats.
MARVIN :You're afraid, darling. Scared to death. That's it!
Either she has suddenly learned to act or she is petrified.
ROSE watches the farewells taking place right in front of her
as they step closer to the boat. Husbands saying goodbye to wives
and children. Lovers and friends parted. Nearby MOLLY is getting
a reluctant woman to board the boat.
MOLLY :Come on, you heard the man. Get in the boat, sister.
RUTH :Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they're
not too crowded--
ROSE :Oh, Mother shut up! (Ruth freezes, mouth open) Don't you
understand? The water is freezing and there aren't enough
boats... not enough for half. Half on the people on this
ship are going to die.
CAL :Not the better half.
PUSH ON ROSE'S FACE as it hits her like a thunderbolt. Jack is
third class. He doesn't stand a chance. Another rocket bursts
overhead, bathing her face in white light.
ROSE :You unimaginable bastard.
MOLLY :Come on Ruth, get in the boat. These are the first class
seats right up
here. That's it.
Molly practically hands her over to Lightoller, then looks
for some other women who might need a push.
MOLLY :Come on, Rose. you're next, darlin'.
Rose steps back, shaking her head.
RUTH :Rose, get in the boat!
ROSE :Goodbye, Mother.
Ruth, standing in the tippy lifeboat, can do nothing. Cal grabs
Rose's arm but she pulls free and walks away through the crowd. Cal
catches up to Rose and grabs her again, roughly.
CAL :Where are you going? To him? Is that it? To be a whore to that gutter rat?
ROSE :I'd rather be his whore than your wife.
He clenches his jaw and squeezes her arm viciously, pulling her back
toward the lifeboat. Rose pulls out a hairpin and jabs him with it. He
lets go with a curse and she runs into the crowd.
LIGHTOLLER :Lower away!!
RUTH :Rose! ROSE!!
MOLLY :Stuff a sock in it, would ya, Ruth. She'll be along.
The boat lurches downward as the falls are paid out.
TRACKING WITH ROSE, as she runs through the clusters of people. She
looks back and a furious Cal is coming after her. She runs breathlessly
up to two proper looking men.
ROSE :That man tried to take advantage of me in the crowd!
Appalled they turn to see Cal running toward them. Rose runs on as
the two men grab Cal, restraining him. She runs through the First Class
entrance.
Cal breaks free and runs after her. He reaches the entrance, but
runs into a knot of people coming out. He pushes rudely through them...
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178
[INT. BOAT DECK FOYER/ STAIRCASE/ A-DECK FOYER]
Cal runs in, and down the landing, pushing past the gentlemen and
ladies who are filing up the stairs. He scans the A-Deck foyer. Rose
is gone.
[CUT TO]
179
[EXT. OCEAN / TITANIC/ BOAT 6]
The hull of the Titanic looms over boat 6 like a cliff. Its
enormous mass is suddenly threatening to those in the tiny boat.
Quartermaster Hichens, at the tiller, wants nothing but to get away
from the ship. Unfortunately his two seamen can't row. They flail
like a duck with a broken wing.
HICHENS :Keep pulling... away from the ship. Pull.
MOLLY :Ain't you boys ever rowed before? Here, gimme those oars.
I'll show ya how it's done.
She climbs over Ruth to get at the oars, stepping on her feet.
Around them the evacuation is in full swing, with the boats in the
water, others being lowered.
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180
[INT. MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE/ CORRIDOR]
Jack pulls on the pipe with all his strength. It's not budging.
He hears a 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!! Sombody!! Can anybody hear me?! (to himself) This could be bad.
181
THE CORRIDOR outside is deserted. Flooded a couple of inches deep.
Jacks 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 run 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 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 got 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.
[CUT TO]
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 ICEWATER 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? Jaaacck??
[CUT TO]
--
『他鄉是一面負向的鏡子。
旅人認出那微小的部份是屬於他的，
卻發現那龐大的部份是他未曾擁有的，
也永遠不會擁有的。』
～『看不見的城市』；伊塔羅‧卡爾維諾
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