“Titanic” Exclusive Screenplay (Part Ten)

251 EXT. A-DECK / B-DECK / WELL DECK, AFT
Jack and Rose clamber over the A-Deck aft rail. Then, using all hisstrength, 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 eachother 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 railingand helps Rose over. He lowers her again, and she falls in a heap. BakerJoughin, now three sheets to the wind, happens to be next to her. He haulsRose to her feet. Jack drops down and the three of them push through thecrowd across the well deck. Near them, at the rail, people are jumping intothe water. The ship GROANS and SHUDDERS. The man ahead of Jack is walking like azombie.

MAN

Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death--

JACK

You wanna walk a little faster through that valley, fella?

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252 EXT. FORWARD FUNNEL
The stay cables along the top of the funnel snap, and they lash like steelwhips down into the water. Cal watches as the funnel topples from itsmounts. Falling like a temple pillar twenty eight feet across it whompsinto the water with a tremendous splash. People swimming underneath itdisappear 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 thefunnel draws in several swimmers. The funnel sinks, disappearing, but-- Hundreds of tons of water pour down through the 30 foot hole where thefunnel stood, thundering down into the belly of the ship. A whirlpoolforms, a hole in the ocean, like at enormous toiler-flush. T. W. McCauley,the gym instructor swims in a frenzy as the vortex draws him in. He issucked down like a spider going down a drain.
Fabrizio, nearby, swims like Hell as more people are sucked down behindhim. 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 raors through the doors and windows, cascading down the stairs like arapids. John Jacob Astor is swept down the marble steps to A-Deck, which isalready flooded... a roiling vortex. He grabs the headless cherub at thebottom of the staircase and wraps his arms around it. Astor looks up in time to see the 30 foot glass dome overhead EXPLOSEINWARD with the wave of water washing over it. A Niagara of sea waterthunders down into the room, blasting through the first class opulence. ITis the Armageddon of elegance.

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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 lockedgate like Jack and Rose were. Water boils up the stairwell behind them.Bert Cartmell shakes the gate futilely, shouting for help. Little Corawails 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 uponto the deck.

JOUGHIN

Sorry, miss!
Hundreds of people are already on the poop deck, and more are pouring upevery second. Jack and Rose cling together as tehy struggle across thetilting deck.
257 As the bow goes down, the STERN RISES. IN BOAT 2, which is just off thestern, passengers gape as the giant bronze propellers rise out of the waterlike 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.
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 ontheir knees around FATHER BYLES, who has his voice raised in prayer. Theyare praying, sobbing, or just staring at nothing, their minds blank withdread.
Pulling himself from handhold to handhold, Jack tugs Rose aft along thedeck.

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 hisfooting 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 theflagpole. They grip the rai, jammed in between other people. It is the spotwhere Jack pulled her back onto the ship, just two night... and aliftime... ago.
Above the wailing and sobbing, Father Byles' voice carries, cracking withemotion.

FATHER BYLES

...and I saw new heavens and a new earth. The former heavens and the formerearth had passed away and the sea was no longer.
The lights flicker, threatening to go out. Rose grips Jack as the sternrises into a night sky ablaze with stars.

FATHER BYLES

I also saw a new Jerusalem, the holy city coming down out of heaven fromGod, beautiful as a bride prepared to meet her husband. I heard a loudvoice from the throne ring out this is God's dwelling among men. He shalldwell with them and they shall be his people and He shall be their God whois alway with them.
Rose stares about her at the faces of the doomed. Near them are the DAHLFAMILY, clinging together stoically. Helga looks at her briefly, and hereyes are infinitely sad.
Rose sees a young mother next to her, clutching her five year old son, whois 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 deathor 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 ofchina. A PIANO slides across the floor, crashing into a wall. FURNITUREtumbles across the Smoking Room floor.
264 ON THE A-DECK PROMENADE passengers lose their grip and slide down thewooden 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 andslides 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 thewater like mortar rounds. A man falls from the poop deck, hitting thebronze 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 thescreaming 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 theair, angles up over forty five degrees. The propellers are 150 feet out ofthe water. Over a thousand passengers cling to the decks, looking from adistance like a swarm of bees.
The image is shocking, unbelieveable, unthinkable. Ruth stares at thespectacle, unable to frame it or put it into any proportion.

MOLLY BROWN

God Almighty.
The great liner's lights flicker.

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270 INT. ENGINE ROOM
In darkness Chief Engineer Bell hangs onto a pipe at the master brakerpanel. Around him men climb through tilted cyclopean mahcines with electrichand-torches. It is a black hell of breaking pipes, spraying water, andgroaning machinery threatening to tear right out of its bedplates. Water sprays down, hitting the breaker panel, but Bell will not leave hispost. CLUNK. The breakers kick. He slams them in again and-- WHOOM! a blastof light! Something melts and arcing fills the engine room with nightmarishlight--

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271 EXT. TITANIC
WIDE SHOT. The lights go out all over the ship. Titanic becomes a vastblack silhouette against the stars.
IN COLLAPSIBLE C: BRUCE ISMAY has his back to the ship, unable to watch thegreat steamer die. He is catatonic with remorse, his mind overloaded. Hecan avert his eyes, but he can't block out the sounds of dying people andmachinery. 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 theDECK SPLITS right between his feet. A yawning chasm opens with a THUNDER ofbreaking steel LOVEJOY is clutching the railing on the roof of the Officers' Mess. Hewatches 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 ofthe ship, amid a BOOMING CONCUSSION like the sound of artillery. Peoplefalling 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 andsnatched OUT OF FRAME. Another cable smashes the rail next to Lovejoy andit rips free. He falls backward into the pit of jagged metal.
Fires, explosions and sparks light the yawning chasm as the hull splitsdown 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 comesapart around them, steel frames twisting like taffy. Their torchesilluminate the roaring, foaming demon of water as it races at the throughthe manchines. Trying to climb they are overtaken in seconds.

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274 EXT. TITANIC – NIGHT
The STERN ALF of the ship, almost four hundred feet long, falls back towardthe water. On the poop deck everyone screams as they feel themselvesplummeting. The sound goes up like the roar of fans at a baseball stadiumwhen a run is scored.
Swimming in the water directly under the stern a few unfortunates shriek asthey see the keel coming down on them like God's bootheel. The massivestern section falls back almost level, thundering down into the sea andpushing out a mighty wave of displaced water.
Jack and Rose struggle to hole onto the stern rail. They feel the shipseemingly 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 ofthe flooded bow, the buoyant stern tilts up rapidly. They feel the RUSH OFASCENT 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 somehting. They wrench other peopleloose and pull them down as well. There is a pile-up of bodies at theforward 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 terrifiedto 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 therail two nights earlier, going the other direction. She gets over just asthe railing is going HORIZONTAL, and the deck VERITCAL. Jack grips herfiercely.
The stern is now straight up in the air... a rumbling black monolithstanding 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 seaat 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 fallone by one, plummeting down the vertical face of the poop deck. Some ofthem 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 arethe 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. Lookingdown a hundred feet to the water, we drop like an elevator with Jack andRose.

JACK

(talking fast)

Take a deep breath and hold it right before we go into the water. The shipwill suck us down. Kick for the surface and keep kicking. Don't let go ofmy 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... theboiling surface engulfs the docking bridge and then rushes up the lastthirty feet.
278 IN A HIGH SHOT, we see the stern descend into the boiling sea. The nameTITANIC disappears, and the tiny figures of Jack and Rose vanish under thewater.
Where the ship stood, now there is nothing. Only the black ocean.

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279 EXT. OCEAN / UNDERWATER AND SURFACE
Bodies are whirled and spun, some limp as dolls, others strugglingspasmodically, as the vortex sucks them down and tumbles them. 280 Jack rises INTO FRAME F.G. kicking hard for the surface... holdingtightly to Rose, pulling her up.
281 AT THE SURFACE: a roiling chaos of screaming, thrashing people. Over athousand people are now floating where the ship went down. Some arestunned, gasping for breath. Others are crying, praying, moaning,shouting... screaming.
Jack and Rose surface among them. They barely have time to gasp for airbefore people are clawing at them. People driven insane by the water, 4degrees below freezing, a cold so intense it is indistinguishable formdeath by fire.
A man pushes Rose under, trying to climb on top of her... senselesslytrying to get out of the water, to climb onto anything. Jack PUNCHES himrepeatedly, pulling her free.

JACK

Swim, Rose! SWIM!
She tries, but her strokes are not as effective as his because of herlifejacket. They break out of the clot of people. He has to find some kindof flotation, anything to get her out of the freezing water.

JACK

Keep swimming. Keep moving. Come one, you can do it.
All about them there is a tremendous wailing, screaming and moaning...
achorus of tormented souls. And beyond that... nothing but black waterstretching to the horizon. The sense of isolation and hopelessness isoverwhelming.

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283 EXT. OCEAN
Jack strokes rhythmically, the effort keeping him from freezing. JACK Look for something floating. Some debris... wood... anything.

ROSE

It's so cold.

JACK

I know. I know. Help me, here. Look around.
His words keep her focused, taking her mind off the wailing around them.Rose scans the water, panting, barely able to draw a breath. She turnsand... SCREAMS.
A DEVIL is right in from of her face. It is the black FRENCH BULLDOG,swimming right at her like a seamonster in the darkness, its coal eyesbugging. It motors past her, like it is headed for Newfoundland.
Beyond it Rose sees somehting in the water.

ROSE

What's that?
Jack sees what she is pointing to, and they make for it together. It is apiece of wooden debris, intricately carved. He pushes her up and sheslithers onto it belly down.
But when Jack tries to get up onto the thing, it tilts and submerges,almost dumping Rose off. It is clearly only big enough to support her. Heclings to it, close to her, keeping his upper body out of the water as besthe can.
Their breath floats around them in a cloud as they pant from exertion. AMAN swims toward them, homing in on the piece of debris. Jack warns himback.

JACK

It's just enough for this lady... you'll push it under.

MAN

Let me try at least, or I'll die soon.

JACK

You'll die quicker if you come any closer.

MAN

Yes, I see. Good luck to you then.

(swimming off)

God bless.

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284 EXT. COLLAPSIBLE A / OCEAN
The boat is overloaded and half-flooded. Men cling to the sides in thewater. Others, swimming, are drawn to it as their only hope. Cal, standingin the boat, slaps his oar in the water as a warning.

CAL

Stay back! Keep off!
Fabrizio, exhausted and near the limit, makes it almost to the boat. CalCLUBS HIM with the oar, cutting open his scalp.

FABRIZIO

You don't... understand... I have... to get... to America.

CAL

(pointing with the oar)

It's that way!
CLOSE ON FABRIZIO as he floats, panting each breath agony. You see thespirit leave him. FABRIZIO'S POV: Cal in SLOW MOTION, yelling and wielding the oar. A demonin a tuxedo. The image fades to black.

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285 EXT. OCEAN
JACK AND ROSE still float amid a chorus of hte damned. Jack sees the ship'sofficer nearby, CHIEF OFFICER WILDE. He is blowing his whistle furiously,knowing the sound will carry over the water for miles.

JACK

The boats will come back for us, Rose. Hold on just a little longer. Theyhad to row away for the suction and now they'll be coming back.
She nods, his words helping her. She is shivering uncontrollably, her lipsblue and her teeth chattering.

ROSE

Thank God for you Jack.
People are still screaming, calling to the lifeboats.

WOMAN

Come back! Please! We know you can hear us. For God's sake!

MAN

Please... help us. Save one life! SAVE ON LIFE!

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286 EXT. LIFEBOATS / OCEAN
IN BOAT 6: Ruth has her ears covered against the wailing in the darkness.The first class women in the boat sit, stunned, listening to the sounds ofhundreds screaming.

HITCHINS

They'll pull us right down I tell ya!

MOLLY

Aw knock it off, yer scarin' me. Come on girls, grab your oars. Let's go.

(nobody moves)

Well come on!
The women won't meet her eyes. They huddle into their ermine wraps.

MOLLY

I don't understand a one of you. What's the matter with you? It's your menback there! We got plenty a' room for more.

HITCHINS

If you don't shut that hole in yer face, there'll be one less in this boat! Ruth keeps her ears covered and her eyes closed, shutting it all out. 287 IN BOAT ONE: Sir Cosmo and Lucile Duff-Gordon sit with ten other peoplein a boat that is two thirds empty. They are two hundred yards from thescreaming in the darkness.

FIREMAN HENDRICKSON

We should do something.
Lucile squeezes Cosmo's hand and pleads him with her eyes. She isterrified.

SIR COSMO

It's out of the question.
The crewmembers, intimidated by a nobleman, acquiesce. They hunch guiltily,hoping the sound will stop soon.
TWENTY BOATS, most half full, float in the darkness. None of them make amove.

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288 EXT. OCEAN
Jack and Rose drift under the blazing stars. The water is glassy, with onlythe faintest undulating swell. Rose can actually see the stars reflectingon the black mirror of the sea.
Jack squeezes the water out of her long coat, tucking it in tightly aroundher legs. He rubs her arms. His face is chalk with in the darkness. A lowMOANING in the darknes around them.

ROSE

It's getting quiet.

JACK

Just a few more minutes. It'll take them a while to get the boatsorganized...
Rose is unmoving, just staring into space. She knows the truth. There won'tbe any boats. Behind Jack she sees that Officer Wilde has stopped moving.
He is slumped in his lifejacket, looking almost asleep. He has died ofexposure already.

JACK

I don't know about you, but I intend to write a strongly worded letter tothe White Star Line about all this.
She laughs weakly, but it sounds like a gasp of fear. Rose finds his eyesin the dim light.

ROSE

I love you Jack.
He takes her hand.

JACK

No... don't say your good-byes, Rose. Don't you give up. Don't do it.

ROSE

I'm so cold.

JACK

You're going to get out of this... you're going to go on and you're goingto make babies and watch them grow and you're going to die an old lady,warm in your bed. Not here. Not this night. Do you understand me?

ROSE

I can't feel my body.

JACK

Rose, listen to me. Listen. Winning that ticket was the best thing thatever happened to me. Jack is having trouble getting the breath to speak.

JACK

It brought me to you. And I'm thankful, Rose. I'm thankful.
His voice is trembling with the cold which is working tis way to his heart.But his eyes are unwavering.

JACK

You must do me this honor... promise me you will survive... that you willnever give up... no matter what happens... no matter how hopeless...promise me now, and never let go of that promise.

ROSE

I promise.

JACK

Never let go.

ROSE

I promise. I will never let go, Jack. I'll never let go.
She grips his hand and they lie with their heads together. It is quiet now,except for the lapping of the water.

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289 EXT. LIFEBOATS / OCEAN – NIGHT
Fifth Officer Lowe, the impetuous young Welshman, has gotten Boats 10, 12and Collapsible D together with his own Boat 14. A demon of energy, he'shad everyone hold the boats together and is transferring passengers from 14into the others, to empty his boat for a rescue attempt. As the women step gingerly across the other boats, Lowe sees a shawledfigure in too much of a hurry. He rips the shawl off, and finds himselfstaring into the face of a man. He angrily shoves the stowaway into anotherboat and turns to his crew of three.

LOWE

Right, man the oars.

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290 EXT. OCEAN / BOAT 14
The beam of an electric torch plays across the water like a searchlight asboat 14 comes toward us.
ANGLE FROM THE BOAT as the torch illuminates floating debris, a poignanttrail of flotsam: a violin, a child's wooden soldier, a framed photo of asteerage family. Daniel Marvin's wooden Biograph camera.
Then, their white lifebelts bobbing in the darkness like signoposts, thefirst bodies come into the torch's beam. The people are dead but notdrowned, killed by the freezing water. Some look like they could besleeping. Others stare with frozen eyes at the stars.
Soon bodies are so thick the seamen cannot row. They hit the oars on theheads of floating men and women... a wooden thunk. One seaman throws up.Lowe sees a mother floating with her arms frozen around her lifeless baby.

LOWE

(the worst moment of his life)

We waited too long.

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291 EXT. OCEAN
IN A HOVERING DOWNANGLE we see Jack and Rose floating in the black water.The stars reflect in the mill pond surface, and the two of them seem to befloating in interstellar space. They are absolutely still. Their hands arelocked together. Rose is staring upwards at the canopy of stars wheelingabove her. The music is transparent, floating... as the long sleep stealsover Rose, and she feels peace.
CLOSE ON Rose's face. Pale, like the faces of the dead. She seems to befloating in a void. Rose is in a semi-hallucinatory state. She knows she isdying. Her lips barely move as she sings a scrap of Jack's song:

ROSE

"Come Josephine in my flying machine..."
ROSE'S POV: The stars. Like you've never seen them. The Milky Way aglorious band from horizon to horizon.
A SHOOTING STAR flares... a line of light across the heavens.
TIGHT ON ROSE again. We see that her hair is dusted with frost crystals.Her breathing is so shallow, she is almost motionless. Her eyes track downfrom the stars to the water.
ROSE'S POV... SLOW MOTION: The silhouetter of a boat crossing the stars.She sees men in it, rowing so slowly the oars lift out of the syrupy water,leaving weightless pearls floating in the air. The VOICES of the men soundslow and DISTORTED.
Then the lookout flashes his torch toward her and the light flares acrossthe water, silouetting the bobbing corpses in between. It flicks past hermotionless form and moves on. The boat is 50 feet away, and moving pasther. The men look away.
Rose lifts her head to turn to Jack. We see that her hair has frozen to thewood under her.

ROSE

(barely audible)

Jack.
She touches his shoulder with her free hand. He doesn't respond. Rosegently turns his face toward her. It is rimed with frost.
He seems to be sleeping peacefully.
But he is not asleep.
Rose can only stare at his still face as the realization goes through her.

ROSE

Oh, Jack.
All hope, will and spirit leave her. She looks at the boat. It is furtheraway now, the voices fainter. Rose watches them go.
She closes her eyes. She is so weak, and there just seems to be no reasonto even try.
And then... her eyes snap open.
She raises her head suddenly, cracking the ice as she rips her hair off thewood. She calls out, but her voice is so weak they don't hear her. The boatis invisible now, the torch light a star impossibly far away. She strugglesto draw breath, calling again.
292 IN THE BOAT Lowe hears nothing behind him. He points to somethingahead, turning the tiller.
293 ROSE struggles to move. Her hand, she realizes, is actually frozen toJack's. She breaths on it, melting the ice a little, and gently unclaspstheir hands, breaking away a thin tinkling film.

ROSE

I won't let go. I promise.
She releases him and he sinks into the black water. He seems to fade outlike a spirit returning to some immaterial plane.
Rose rolls off the floating staircase and plunges into the icy water. Sheswims to Chief Officer Wilde's body and grabs his whistle. She starts toBLOW THE WHISTLE with all the strength in her body. Its sound slaps acrossthe still water.
294 IN BOAT 14 Lowe whips around at the sound of the whistle.

LOWE

(turning the tiller)

Row back! That way! Pull!
Rose keeps blowing as the boat comes to her. She is still blowing when Lowetakes the whistle from her mouth as they haul her into the boat. She slipsinto uncosciousness and they scramble to cover her with blankets...

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295 INT. IMAGING SHACK / KELDYSH
EXTREME CLOSEUP of Rose's ancient, wrinkled face. Present day.

OLD ROSE

Fifteen hundred people went into the sea when Titanic sank from under us.There were twenty boats floating nearby and only one came back. One. Sixwere saved from the water, myself included. Six out of fifteen hundred. As she speaks THE CAMERA TRACKS slowly across the faces of Lizzy and thesalvage crew on KELDYSH. Lovett, Bodine, Buell, the others... the realityof what happened here 84 years before has hit them like never before. Withher story Rose has put them on Titanic in its final hours, and or the firsttime, they do feel like graverobbers. Lovett, for the first time, has even forgotten to ask about the diamond.

OLD ROSE

Afterward, the seven hundred people in the boats had nothing to do butwaith... wait to die, wait to live, wait for an absolution which wouldnever come.

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296 EXT. LIFEBOATS / OPEN SEA - PRE-DAWN
MATCHING MOVE as the camera tracks along the faces of the saved.
DISSOLVE TO: ANOTHER BOAT, and then ANOTHER, seeing faces we know among thesurvivors: Ismay in a trance, just staring and trembling... Cal, sippingfrom a hip flask offered to him by a black-faced stoker... Ruth huggingherself, rocking gently.
IN BOAT 14: CLOSE ON ROSE, lying swaddled. Only her face is visile, whiteas the moon. The man next to her jumps up, pointing and yelling. Sooneveryone is looking and shouting excitedly. In Rose's POV it is all silent,SLOW MOTION.
IN SLOW-MOTION SILENCE we see Lowe light a green flare and wave it aseveryone shouts and cheers. Rose doesn't react. She floats beyond all humanemotion.

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298 EXT. LIFEBOATS / OPEN SEA – DAWN
Golden lgiht washes across the white boats, which gloat in a calm seareflecting the rosy sky. All around them, like a flotilla of sailing ships,are icebergs. The CARPATHIA sits nearby, as boats row toward her.

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299 EXT. LIFEBOATS / OCEAN / CARPATHIA MONTAGE – DAY
IMAGES DISSOLVE into one another: a ship's hull looming, with the lettersCARPATHIA visible on the bow... Rose watching, rocked by the sea, her faceblank... seamen helping survivors up the rope ladder to the Carpathia'sgangway doors... two women crying and hugging each other inside the ship...ALL SILENT, ALL IN SLOW-MOTION. There is just music, so gentle and sad,part elegy, part hymn, part aching song of love lost forever.
THE IMAGES CONTINUE to music... Rose, outside of time, outside of herself,coming into Carpathia, barely able to stand... Rose being draped wtih warmblankets and given hot tea... BRUCE ISMAY climbing aboard. He has the faceand eyes of a damned soul.
As Ismay walks along the hall, guided by a crewman toward the doctor'scabin, he passes rows of seated and standing widows. He must run thegauntlet of their accusing gazes.

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300 EXT. DECK / CARPATHIA – DAY
It is the afternoon of the 15th. Cal is searching the faces of the widowslining the deck, looking for Rose. The deck of Carpathia is crammed withhuddled people, and even the recovered lifeboats of Titanic. On a hatchcover sits an enormous pile of lifebelts.
He keeps walking toward the stern. Seeing Cal's tuxedo, a stewardapproaches him.

CARPATHIA STEWARD

You won't find any of your people back here, sir. It's all steerage. Cal ignores him and goes amongst this wrecked group, looking under shawlsand blankets at one bleak face after another.
Rose is sipping hot tea. Her eyes focus on him as he approaches her. Hebarely recognizes her. She looks like a refugee, her matted hair hanging inher eyes.

ROSE

Yes, I lived. How awkward for you.

CAL

Rose... your mother and I have been looking for you--
She holds up her hand, stopping him.

ROSE

Please don't. Don't talk. Just listen. We will make a deal, since that issomething you understand. From this moment you do not exist for me, nor Ifor you. You shall not see me again. And you will not attempt to find me.
In return I will keep my silence. Your actions last night need never cometo light, and you will get to keep the honor you have carefully purchased. She fixes him with a glare as cold and hard as the ice which changed theirlives.

ROSE

Is this in any way unclear?

CAL

(after a long beat)

What do I tell your mother?

ROSE

Tell her that her daughter died with the Titanic.
She stands, turning to the rail. Dismissing him. We see Cal stricken withemotion.

CAL

You're precious to me, Rose.

ROSE

Jewels are precious. Goodbye, Mr. Hockley.
We see that in his way, the only way he knows, he does truly love her. After a moment, he turns and walks away.

OLD ROSE (V.O.)

That was the last time I ever saw him. He married, of course, and inheritedhis millions. The crash of 28 hit his interests hard, and he put a pistolin his mouth that year. His children fought over the scraps of his estatelike hyenas, or so I read.
301 ANGLE ON ROSE, at the railing of the Carpathia, 9pm April 18th. Shegazes up at the Statue of Liberty, looking just as it does today, welcomingher home with her glowing torch. It is just as Fabrizio saw it, so clearly,in his mind.
302 LATER CARPATHIA DISCORGES THE SURVIVORS at the Cunard pier, Pier 54.
Over 30,000 people line the dock and fill the surrounding streets. Themagnesium flashes of the photographers go off like small bombs, lighting anamazing tableau.
Several hundred police keep the mob back. The dock is packes with friendsand reletives, officials, ambulances, and the press--
Reporters and photographers swarm everywhere... 6 deep at the foot of thegangways, lining the tops of cars and trucks... it is the 1912 equicalentof a media circus. They jostle to get close to the survivors, tugging onthem as they pass and shouting over each other to ask them questions. Rose is covered with a whoollen shawl and walking with a group of steeragepassengers. Immigration officers are asking them questions as they come offthe gangway.

IMMIGRATION OFFICER

Name?

ROSE

Dawson. Rose Dawson.
The officer steers her toward a holding area for processing. Rose walksforward with the dazed immigrants. The BOOM! of photographer's magnesiumflashes cause them to flinch, and the glare is blinding. There is a suddendisturbance near her as two men burst through the cordon, running toembrace an older woman along the survivors, who cries out with joy. Thereporters converge on this emotional scene, and flashes explode. Rose uses this moment to slip away into the crowd. She pushes through thejostling people, moving with purpose, and none challenges her in theconfusion.

OLD ROSE (V.O.)

Can you exchange one life for another? A caterpillar turns into abutterfly. If a mindless insect can do it, why couldn't I? Was it any moreunimaginable than the sinking of the Titanic? TRACKING WITH HER as she walks away, further and further until she flashesand the roar are far behind her, and shi is till walking, determined.

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303 INT. IMAGING SHACK / KELDYSH
Old Rose sits with the group in the Imaging Shack, lit by the blue glow ofthe screens. She holds the haircomb with the jade butterfly on the handlein her gnarled hands.

BODINE

We never found anything on Jack. There's no record of him at all.

OLD ROSE

No, there wouldn't be, would there? And I've never spoken of him until now,not to anyone.

(to Lizzy)

Not even your grandfather. A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. Butnow you all know there was a man named Jack Dawson, and that he saved me,in every way that a person can be saved.

(closing her eyes)

I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now only in my memory.

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305 EXT. OCEAN FLOOR / TITANIC WRECK
The Mir submersibles make their last pass over the ship. We hear Yuri thepilot on the UQC:

YURI

Mir One returning to surface.
The sub rises off the deck of the wreck, taking its light with it, leavingthe Titanic once again it its fine and private darkness.

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306 EXT. KELDYSH DECK
A desultory wrap party for the expedition is in progress. There is musicand some of the (co-ed) Russian crew are dancing. Bodine is getting drunkin the aggressive style of Baker Joughin. Lovett stands at the rail, looking down into the black water. Lizzy comesto him, offering him a beer. She puts her hand on his arm.

LIZZY

I'm sorry.

LOVETT

We were pissin' in the wind the whole time.
Lovett notices a figure move through the lights far down at the stern ofthe ship.

LOVETT

Oh shit.

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307 EXT. KELDYSH STERN DECK
Rose walks through the shadows of the deck machinery. Her nightgown blowsin the wind. Her feet are bare. Her hands are clutched at her chest, almostas if she is praying.
ON LOVETT AND LIZZY running down the stairs from the top deck, hauling ass.
ROSE reaches the sern rail. Her gnarled fingers wrap over the rail. Herancient foot steps up on the gunwale. She pushes herself up, leaningforward. Over her shoulder, we see the black water glinting far below. LOVETT AND LIZZY run up behind her.

LIZZY

Grandma, wait!! Don't--
ROSE TURNS her head, looking at them. She turns further, and we see she hassomething in her hand, something she was about to drop overboard. It is the "Heart of the Ocean".
Lovett sees his holy grail in her hand and his eyes go wide. Rose keeps itover the railing where she can drop it anytime.

ROSE

Don't come any closer.

LOVETT

You had it the entire time?!

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A SILENT IMAGE OF YOUNG ROSE walking away from Pier 54. Thephotographers' flashes go off like a battle behind her. She has her handsin her pockets. She stops, feeling something, and pulls out the necklace.She stares at it in amazement.
BACK ON KELDYSH, Rose smiles at Brock's incomprehension.

ROSE

The hardest part about being so poor, was being so rich. But every time Ithough of selling it, I though of Cal. And somehow I always got by withouthis help.
She holds it out over the water. Bodine and a couple of the other guys comeup behind Lovett, reacting to what is in Rose's hand.

BODINE

Holy shit.

LOVETT

Don't drop it Rose. BODINE

(a fierce whisper)

Rush her.

LOVETT

(to Bodine)

It's hers, you schmuck.

(to her)

Look, Rose, I... I don't know what to say to a woman who tries to jump offthe Titanic when it's not sinking, and jumps back onto it when it is...we're not dealing with logic here, I know that... but please... think aboutthis a second.

ROSE

I have. I came all the way here so this could go back where it belongs. The massive diamond glitters. Brock edges closer and holds out his hand...

LOVETT

Just let me hold it in my hand, Rose. Please. Just once.
He comes closer to her. It is reminiscent of Jack slowly moving up to herat the stern of Titanic. Surprisingly, she calmly places the massice stone in the palm of his hand,while still holding onto the necklace. Lovett gazes at the object of hisquest. An infinity of cold scalpels glint in its blue depths. It ismesmerizing. It fits in his hand just like he imagined.

LOVETT

My God.
His grip tightens on the diamond.
He looks up, meeting her gaze. Her eyes are suddenly infinitely wise anddeep.

ROSE

You look for treasures in the wrong place, Mr. Lovett. Only life ispriceless, and making each day count.
His fingers relax. He opens them slowly. Gently she slips the diamond outof his hand. He feels it sliding away.
Then, with an impish little grin, Rose tosses the necklace over the rail.Lovett gives a strangled cry and rushes to the rail in time to see it hitthe water and disappear forever.

BODINE

Aww!! That really sucks, lady!
Brock Lovett goes through ten changes before he settles on a reaction... HELAUGHS. He laughs until the tears come to his eyes. Then he turns to Lizzy.

LOVETT

Would you like to dance?
Lizzy grins at him and nods. Rose smiles. She looks up at the stars.
308 IN THE BLACK HEART OF THE OCEAN, the diamond sinks, twinkling end overend, into the infinate depths.

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309 INT. ROSE'S CABIN / KELDYSH
A GRACEFUL PAN across Rose's shelf of carefully arranged pictures: Rose as a young actress in California, radiant... a theatrically lit studiopublicity shot... Rose and her husband, with their two children... Rosewith her son at his college graduation... Rose with her children andgrandchildren at her 70th birthday. A collage of images of a life livedwell.
THE PAN STOPS on an image filling frame. Rose, circa 1920. She is at thebeach, sitting on a horse at the surfline. The Santa Monica pier, with itsrollercoaster is behind her. She is grinning, full of life.
We PAN OFF the last picture to Rose herself, warm in her bunk. A profileshot. She is very still. She could be sleeping, or maybe something else.

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BLACKNESS
310 THE WRECK OF TITANIC looms like a ghost out of the dark. It is lit by akind of moonlight, a light of the mind. We pass over the endless forecastledeck to the superstructure, moving faster than subs can move... almost likewe are flying.
WE GO INSIDE, and the echoing sound of distant waltz music is heard. Therust fades away from the walls of the dark corridor and it istransformed... WE EMERGE onto the grand staircase, lit by glowingchandelier. The music is vibrant now, and the room is populated by men intie and tails, women in gowns. It is exquisitely beautiful.
IN POV we sweep down the staircase. The crowd of beautiful gentlmen andladies turn as we descend toward them. At the bottom a man stands with hisback to us... he turns and it is Jack. Smiling he holds his hand out towardus.
IN A SIDE ANGE
Rose goes into his arms, a girl of 17. The passengers,officers and crew of the RMS Titanic smile and applaud in the utter silenceof the abyss.

The End