Titanic (1997)
Kate Winslet: Rose Dewitt Bukater
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Quotes
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Rose : [thinking both of them will die soon] I love you, Jack.
Jack : Don't you do that, don't say your good-byes. Not yet, do you understand me?
Rose : I'm so cold.
Jack : Listen, Rose. You're gonna get out of here, you're gonna go on and you're gonna make lots of babies, and you're gonna watch them grow. You're gonna die an old... an old lady warm in her bed, not here, not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?
Rose : I can't feel my body.
Jack : Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me... it brought me to you. And I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful. You must do me this honor. Promise me you'll survive. That you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.
Rose : I promise.
Jack : Never let go.
Rose : I'll never let go, Jack. I'll never let go. I promise.
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Jack : [referring to Cal] Do you love him?
Rose : Pardon me?
Jack : [referring to Cal] Do you love him?
Rose : Well, you're being very rude. You shouldn't be asking me this.
Jack : [amused, referring to Cal] Well, it's a simple question. Do you love the guy or not?
Rose : This is not a suitable conversation.
Jack : Why can't you just answer the question?
Rose : This is absurd. I don't know you and you don't know me and we are not having this conversation at all. You are rude and uncouth, and presumptuous, and I am leaving now.
Rose : [starts shaking Jack's hand]
Rose : Jack... Mister Dawson, it's been a pleasure. I've sought you out to thank you, and now I have thanked you.
Jack : And even insulted me.
Rose : Well, you deserved it.
Jack : Right.
Rose : Right.
Jack : [Rose is still shaking his hand] I thought you were leaving.
Rose : [turns to leave] I am. You are so annoying.
Jack : Ha, ha.
Rose : [turns back to Jack] Wait, I don't have to leave, this is my part of the ship. You leave.
Jack : Oh ho, ho, well well well, now who's being rude?
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Jack : Don't do it.
Rose : Stay back! Don't come any closer!
Jack : Come on, just give me your hand. I'll pull you back over.
Rose : No, stay where you are! I mean it! I'll let go!
Jack : [He approaches slowly, gesturing to his cigarette to show that he is approaching merely to throw it over the side into the ocean] No, you won't.
Rose : What do you mean, "No, I won't"? Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do, you don't know me!
Jack : Well, you woulda done it already.
Rose : You're distracting me! Go away!
Jack : I can't. I'm involved now. You let go, and I'm, I'm 'onna have to jump in there after you.
Rose : Don't be absurd. You'd be killed!
Jack : I'm a good swimmer.
Rose : The fall alone would kill you.
Jack : It would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't. Tell you the truth, I'm a lot more concerned about that water being so cold.
[pause. She looks down at the water. Jack is slowly removing his boots]
Rose : How cold?
Jack : Freezing. Maybe a couple degrees over. You ever, uh, you ever been to Wisconsin?
Rose : What?
Jack : Well, they have some of the coldest winters around. I grew up there, near Chippewa Falls. I remember when I was a kid, me and my father, we went ice fishing out on Lake Wissota. Ice fishing is, you know, where you...
Rose : I know what ice fishing is!
Jack : Sorry. You just seem like, you know, kind of an indoor girl. Anyway, I, uh, I fell through some thin ice; and I'm telling you, water that cold, like right down there...
[He gestures with his chin down toward the Atlantic Ocean]
Jack : ... it hits you like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body. You can't breathe. You can't think. At least, not about anything but the pain. Which is why I'm not looking forward to jumping in there after you.
[They exchange glances]
Jack : Like I said, I don't have a choice. I guess I'm kinda hoping you'll come back over the railing, an' get me off the hook here.
Rose : You're crazy.
Jack : That's what everybody says but, with all due respect, Miss, I'm not the one hanging off the back of a ship here. Come on. C'mon, give me your hand. You don't want to do this.
[She reaches her hand back, he reaches his forward, and he helps her back onto the deck]
Jack : Whew! I'm Jack Dawson.
Rose : Rose De Witt Bukater.
Jack : I'm gonna have to get you to write that one down.
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[as the Carpathia is arriving in New York]
Carpathia Steward : Can I take your name, please love?
Rose : Dawson, Rose Dawson.
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Rose : [Rose sees the lifeboat come back to look for survivors] Jack...
[she shakes his hand, trying to get his attention]
Rose : Jack... Jack...
[she looks back at the lifeboat]
Rose : Jack, there's a boat! Jack...
[her smile begins to fade as she realized he has passed away. She shakes his hand again]
Rose : Jack, Jack...
[she shakes his hand with more urgency]
Rose : JACK!
[she begins to sob]
Rose : Jack?
[she's realizing its in vain]
Rose : There's a boat, Jack...
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Rose : Mr. Andrews... I saw the iceberg and I see it in your eyes... please, tell me the truth.
Thomas Andrews : The ship will sink.
Rose : You're certain?
Thomas Andrews : Yes. In an hour or so, all of this will be at the bottom of the Atlantic.
Cal Hockley : What?
Thomas Andrews : Please, 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?
Rose : Yes... I understand.
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[the Titanic is about to sink]
Rose : [holding on the railing on the stern] Jack! This is where we first met.
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Ruth : [with other passengers in line behind her] Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they're not too crowded.
Rose : 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.
Cal Hockley : Not the better half.
Molly Brown : Come on Ruth, get in the boat. First-class seats are right up here.
Cal Hockley : You know, it's a pity I didn't keep that drawing. It'll be worth a lot more by morning.
Rose : You unimaginable bastard!
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[Jack is dancing with Cora]
Jack : I'm gonna dance with her now, all right?
[Looking at Rose]
Jack : Come on.
Rose : What?
Jack : Come on, come with me.
Rose : Jack! Jack, wait. I can't do this.
Jack : We're gonna have to get a little bit closer. Like this.
[Jack looks at Cora]
Jack : You're still my best girl, Cora.
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Rose : [letting go of Jack's hand] I'll never let go, Jack. I promise.
[she kisses his hand and watches him sink, almost falling apart before she finally climbs back into the water to call the lifeboat back]
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Rose : [seeing her standing alone on the highest railing of bow] Hello Jack. I changed my mind.
Jack : [stands onto the same railing she's on, hugs her waist] Shhh. Gimme your hand. Now close your eyes, go on. Now step up. Now hold on to the railing. Keep your eyes closed, don't peek.
Jack : Step up on the railing. Hold on, hold on. Keep your eyes closed. Do you trust me?
Rose : I trust you.
Jack : [Jack opens Rose's arms]
Jack : All right. Open your eyes.
Rose : [gasps in excitement] I'm flying, Jack!
Rose : [gasps in amazement] I'm flying, Jack!
Jack : [Jack starts singing softly into her ear] Come, Josephine, in my flying machine, going up, she goes up, up she goes.
[they kiss]
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Molly Brown : [to the group who are dining at the same table] Hey, uh, who thought of the name Titanic? Was it you, Bruce?
Ismay : Yes, actually. I wanted to convey sheer size, and size means stability, luxury, and above all, strength.
Rose : Do you know of Dr. Freud, Mr. Ismay? His ideas about the male preoccupation with size might be of particular interest to you.
Ruth : [whispering] What's gotten into you?
Rose : Excuse me.
[She rises and leaves]
Ruth : I do apologize.
Molly Brown : She's a pistol, Cal! Hope you can handle her.
Cal Hockley : Well, I may have to start minding what she reads from now on, won't I, Mrs. Brown?
Ismay : Freud? Who is he? Is he a passenger?
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Jack : [talking privately in the Titanic's gym room] Rose, you're no picnic, all right? You're a spoiled little brat, even, but under that, you're the most amazingly, astounding, wonderful girl, woman that I've ever known...
Rose : Jack, I...
Jack : No, 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, I have no-nothing to offer you and I know that. 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 that I want.
Rose : Well, I'm fine... I'll be fine... really.
Jack : Really? I don't think so. They've got you trapped, Rose. And you're gonna die if you don't break free. Maybe not right away because you're strong but... sooner or later that fire that I love about you, Rose... that fire's gonna burn out...
Rose : It's not up to you to save me, Jack.
Jack : You're right... only you can do that.
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[Rose jumps from the saving boat and goes to where Jack is]
Jack : Rose! You're so stupid. Why did you do that, huh? You're so stupid, Rose. Why did you do that? Why?
Rose : You jump, I jump, right?
Jack : Right.
Rose : Oh God! I couldn't go. I couldn't go, Jack.
Jack : It's all right. We'll think of something.
Rose : At least I'm with you.
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[Jack and Rose are cuddling in the back seat of the car]
Jack : [Implying they're about to have sexual intercourse] Are you nervous?
Rose : No.
[He smiles at her; their fingers intertwining. Rose gently takes Jack's hand and kisses one of his fingers three times. She looks up at him and is silent for a second]
Rose : Put your hands on me, Jack.
[He kisses her and she lies down in the seat, with him on top of her]
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[Jack is teaching Rose how to spit]
Rose : Mother! May I introduce Jack Dawson?
Ruth : Charmed, I'm sure.
[Old Rose, voice in off]
Old Rose : The others were gracious and curious about the man who had saved my life. But my mother looked at him like an insect. A dangerous insect, which must be squashed quickly.
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[Rose is drinking black beer, Jack looks at her funny]
Rose : What? Do you think a first class girl can't drink?
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[scoffs as Rose's paintings are being unpacked]
Cal Hockley : God, not those finger paintings again. They certainly were a waste of money.
Rose : The difference between Cal's taste in art and mine is that I have some. They're fascinating. It's like being inside a dream or something. There's truth but no logic.
Trudy Bolt : What's the artist's name?
Rose : Something Picasso.
Cal Hockley : [scoffs] Something Picasso? He won't amount to a thing.
[pause]
Cal Hockley : He won't, trust me. At least they were cheap.
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Rose : Mr. Andrews, forgive me. I did the sum in my head and with the number of lifeboats times the capacity you mentioned, forgive me, but it seems that there are not enough for everyone aboard.
Thomas Andrews : 'Bout half, actually. Rose, you miss nothing, do you?
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Rose : [She and Jack have just made love in the backseat of the car. He is exhausted and breathing heavily. She puts her hand to his face and caresses it] You're trembling.
Jack : [Panting] Don't worry. I'll be all right.
[He smiles, leans toward Rose and kisses her. They look at each other, and Rose brings Jack's head down to her level; finally kissing his temple. As she holds him, he gently lays down on her chest. She strokes his hair and face as he continues to catch his breath]
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Rose : The last thing I need is another portrait of me looking like a porcelain doll
[she holds up a dime]
Rose : as a paying customer I expect to get what I want
[she takes off her robe and Jack looks surprised and nervously at the same time and he sits up]
Jack : [points towards the cushion covered couch] Over on the bed... the couch.
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[Rose throws a dime to Jack]
Rose : As a paying customer, I expect to get what I want.
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Rose : So you think you're big tough men?
[Rose takes Tommy's cigarette and takes a pull]
Rose : Then let's see you do this. Hold this for me Jack.
[lifts up her dress train]
Rose : Hold it up!
[Rose then slowly rises on her toes to complete a toe-stand]
3rd Class Woman : Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
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Jack : [deleted scenes] I never cared too much for all that Dadaism and Cubism. Just had no heart.
Rose : I like some of it.
Jack : Really? For me Paris was more about living on the streets and trying to put it on paper.
Rose : You know, my dream has always been to run away and become an artist, Living in a garrett poor but free!
Jack : You wouldn't last 2 days. Theres no hot water and hardly any caviar.
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Cal Hockley : Where are you going? To him? What, to be a whore to a gutter rat?
Rose : I'd rather be his whore than your wife.
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Rose : [whispering to Jack] Next it will be brandies in the smoking room.
Col. Archibald Gracie : [to everybody] Join me in a brandy, gentlemen?
Rose : [whispering to Jack] Now they will retreat into a cloud of smoke and congratulate each other on being masters of the universe.
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Rose : [as she looks through the sketches in his portfolio] You liked this woman. You used her several times.
Jack : Well, she has beautiful hands, see?
Rose : I think you must have had a love affair with her.
Jack : No no no, just with her hands.
[turns page]
Jack : She was a one-legged prostitute. See? Ah, she had a good sense of humour though.
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Rose : Staring up at the sky, Look. It's so beautiful. SO vast and endless. They're so small. My crowd, they think they're giants. They're not even dust in Gods eyes.
Jack : Well, there's been a mistake. You're not one of them. You got mailed to the wrong address.
Rose : Laughs, I did, didn't I? LOOK, a shooting star!
Jack : It was a long one. You know, my Pop's used to tell me, every time he saw one, it was a soul going to heaven.
Rose : I like that. Are we supposed to wish on it?
Jack : Why? What would you wish for?
Rose : Something I can't have.
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Rose : [Rose is pointing out certain people to Jack before dinner] That's John Jacob Astor, the richest man on the ship. His little wifey there, Madeline, is my age and in a delicate condition. See how she's trying to hide it?
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Rose : I am not a foreman in one of your mills that you can command. I am your fiancée.
Cal Hockley : My fian... my fiancée! Yes, you are, and my wife. My wife in practice if not yet by law, so you will honor me. You will honor me the way a wife is required to honor a husband. Because I will not be made a fool, Rose. Is this in any way unclear?
Rose : No.
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Rose : [looking at the Titanic for the first time] I don't see what all of the fuss is about. It doesn't look any bigger than the Mauritania.
Cal Hockley : You can be blasé about some things, Rose, but not about Titanic. It's over a hundred feet longer than the Mauritania and far more luxurious!
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Old Rose : 1500 people went into the sea when Titanic sank from under us. There were 20 boats floating nearby and only one came back, one. Six were saved from the water, myself included. Six out of 1500. Afterward, the 700 people in the boats had nothing to, but wait, wait to die, wait to live, wait for an absolution that would never come.
[the 700 survivors in the boats are shown, looking mentally and emotionally beaten, as they make their way to the Carpathia; On the Carpathia, Cal comes down to the steerage deck, looking for Rose]
Carpathia Steward : Sir, I don't think you'll find any of your people down here. It's all steerage.
[He walks on by ignoring him]
Old Rose : That was the last time I ever saw him. He married, of course, and inherited his millions. But the crash of '29 hit his interest hard and he put a pistol in his mouth that year, or so I read.
Carpathia Steward : [the Carpathia rides by the Statue of Liberty, with Rose looking up at her] Can I take your name, please, love.
Rose : [Turning to him, but keeping herself concealed from Cal and Ruth] Dawson. Rose Dawson.
Carpathia Steward : [after writing it down] Thank you.
Lewis 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 before, not to anyone...
[to Lizzie]
Old Rose : ... Not even your Grandfather.
[to the whole group]
Old Rose : A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me in every way a person can be saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now... only in my memory.
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Rose : [demanding and instructing a sailor to lower the elevator to the lowest deck of the ship] I'm through being polite, goddammit! Now, take me down.
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Rose : Mr Andrews? Mr Andrews? Thank God! Where would the master of arms take someone under arrest?
Thomas Andrews : What? You have to get to a lifeboat right away!
Rose : No! I'm doing this with or without your help sir. But without will take longer.
Thomas Andrews : Take the elevator to the very bottom, then go to the left, down the crewman passage, then go right, then left again at the stairs and you'll come to a long corridor.
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Ruth : Tell us of the accomodations in steerage, Mr. Dawson. I hear they're quite good on the ship.
Jack : The best I've seen, Ma'am. Hardly any rats.
[laughter from the table]
Cal Hockley : Mr. Dawson is joining us from the Third Class. He was of some assistance to my fiancée last night.
Rose : It turns out that Mr. Dawson is quite a fine artist. He was kind enough to show me some of us work today.
Cal Hockley : Rose and I differ somewhat in our opinion of fine art...
[to Jack]
Cal Hockley : Not to impune you work, sir.
Jack : [Jack shrugs it off as no offense; Jack looks down at his utensils, confused as which to use, he turns to Molly Brown] Are these all for me?
Molly Brown : Just start from the outside and work your way in.
Ismay : He has every rivet in it, don't you, Thomas?
Rose : Your ship is a wonder, Mr. Andrews, truly.
Thomas Andrews : Thank you, Rose.
Waiter : [to Jack] How do you take your caviar, sir?
Jack : No caviar for me, thanks. Never did like it much.
Ruth : And where exactly do you live, Mr. Dawson?
Jack : Well, right now, my address is the RMS Titanic, after that, I'm on God's good humor.
Ruth : And how is it you have means to travel?
Jack : I work my way from place to place, you know, tramp steamers and such, but I won my ticket on Titanic here in a lucky hand of poker, a very lucky hand.
Col. Archibald Gracie : All life is a game of luck.
Cal Hockley : A real man makes his own luck, Archie. Right, Dawson.
Jack : Mm-hmm.
Ruth : And you find that sort of rootless existence appealing, do you?
Jack : Well, yes, ma'am, I do. I mean, I've got everything I need right here with me. I've got air in my lungs and a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's going to happen or...
[Eating of piece of bread]
Jack : ... Who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night, I was sleeping under a bridge and now, here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people.
[to the waiter]
Jack : I'll take some more of that.
[Back to the table]
Jack : I figured 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.
[Seeing Cal getting ready to light up a cigarette, he throws Cal his lighter]
Jack : Here you go, Cal.
[Back to the table]
Jack : To make each day count.
Molly Brown : Well said, Jack.
Col. Archibald Gracie : Here, here.
Rose : [Raising her glass for a toast] To making it count.
[the table joins in on the toast]
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Cal Hockley : [Rose is getting ready for bed when Cal walks in unannounced] I know you've been melancholy. I don't pretend to know why.
[he walks over, produces a gift box and closes Rose's music box while he's at it]
Cal Hockley : I intended to save this until the engagement gala next week but I thought tonight.
[Cal opens the gift box and inside is a stunning diamond necklace]
Rose : Good gracious.
Cal Hockley : [chuckles] Perhaps as a reminder of my feelings for you.
Rose : Is it a...?
Cal Hockley : Diamond? Yes.
[he takes it out and puts it on Rose]
Cal Hockley : 56 carats to be exact. It was worn by Louis XVI and they called it "Le Coeur de la Mer".
[together with Rose]
Cal Hockley : "The Heart of the Ocean".
Rose : "The Heart of the Ocean".
Cal Hockley : Yes.
[impressed that she knew that]
Rose : It's overwhelming.
Cal Hockley : Well, it's for royalty. We are royalty, Rose. You know, there's nothing I couldn't give you. There's nothing I'd deny you... if you'd not deny me. Oh, open your heart to me, Rose.
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Ruth : [Trudy is lacing up the back of Rose's corset, as Ruth enters with a stern look on her face] Tea, Trudy.
Trudy Bolt : Yes, ma'am.
[Trudy leaves, Ruth takes over with Rose's corset]
Ruth : You are not to see that boy again, do you understand me?
[Rose doesn't respond, Ruth yanks hard on the laces]
Ruth : Rose?
[Rose again doesn't answer]
Ruth : I forbid it.
Rose : Oh, stop it, Mother. You'll give yourself a nose bleed.
Ruth : [spins Rose around to face her] This is not a game. Our situation is precarious. You know the money's gone.
Rose : Of course I know it's gone. You remind me every day.
Ruth : 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.
[beat]
Ruth : I don't understand you... it is a fine match with Hockley. It will ensure our survival!
Rose : How can you put this on my shoulders?
Ruth : Why are you being so selfish?
Rose : I'M being selfish?
Ruth : 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 wind?
[turns away with her voice breaking]
Rose : [sighs] It's so unfair.
Ruth : Of course it's unfair. We're women. Our choices are never easy.
[she kisses Rose on the cheek, Rose turns back around and Ruth continues to lace her corset]
