[On the phone with Old Rose]
Brock Lovett: This is Brock Lovett. What can I do for you, Mrs... ?
Bobby Buell: Calvert. Rose Calvert.
Brock Lovett: Mrs. Calvert?
Old Rose: Yes, I was just wondering if you had found the "Heart of the Ocean" yet, Mr. Lovett.
[Brock stares at Buell]
Bobby Buell: Told ya you wanted to take this call.
Brock Lovett: Alright. You have my attention, Rose. Can you tell me who the woman in the picture is?
Old Rose: Oh yes. The woman in the picture is me.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I don't see what all the fuss is about. It doesn't look any bigger than the Mauritania.
Caledon 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. Your daughter is far too difficult to impress, Ruth.
Ruth DeWitt Bukater: So this is the ship they say is unsinkable.
Caledon Hockley: It is unsinkable. God himself couldn't sink this ship.
Old Rose: It was the ship of dreams to everyone else. To me it was a slave ship taking me back to America in chains. Outwardly, I was everything a well brought up girl should be. Inside, I was screaming.
Jack Dawson: [waving to people] Goodbye!
Fabrizio De Rossi: You know somebody?
Jack Dawson: Of course not! That's the point! Goodbye, I'll miss you!
Fabrizio De Rossi: Goodbye! I will never forget you!
Molly Brown: Hey, uh, who thought of the name Titanic? Was it you, Bruce?
J. Bruce Ismay: Yes, actually. I want to convey sheer size, and size means stability, luxury, and above all, strength.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: Do you know of Dr. Freud, Mr Ismay? His ideas about the male preoccupation with size might be of particular interest to you.
[As Jack looks at Rose on deck.]
Tommy Ryan: Ah forget it, boyo. You're as like to have angels fly out of you're arse as get next to the likes of her.
Old Rose: I saw my whole life as if I already lived it. An endless parade of parties and cotillions, yachts and polo matches. Always the same narrow people, the same mindless chatter. I felt like I was standing at a great precipice, with no one to pull me back, no one who cared or even noticed.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: Look, I know what you must be thinking. "Poor little rich girl, what does she know about misery?"
Jack Dawson: No, no, that's not what I was thinking. What I was thinking was, what could've happened to this girl to make her think she had no way out.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: It was everything. It was my whole world and all the people in it, and the intertia of my life. Plunging ahead and me powerless to stop it. [shows Jack her engagement ring]
Jack Dawson: God, look at that thing! You would've gone straight to the bottom.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: You have a gift, Jack, you do. You see people
Jack Dawson: I see you.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: And?
Jack Dawson: You wouldn't have jumped.
Colonel Archibald Gracie: All life is a game of luck.
Caledon Hockley: A real man makes his own luck, Archie. Right, Dawson?
Ruth DeWitt Bukater: And you find that sort of rootless existence appealing?
Jack Dawson: Well, yes, ma'am, I do... I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. 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. I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You don't know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you... to make each day count.
Molly Brown: Well said, Jack.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: 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: About half, actually, you miss nothing Rose, do you? In fact, I put in these new type davits, which could take an extra row of boats inside this one. But it was thought, by some, that the deck would look too clutered. So I was overruled.
Caledon Hockley: A waste of deck space as it is, on an unsinkable ship.
Thomas Andrews: Sleep soundly, young Rose. I have built you a good ship, strong and true. She's all the lifeboat you need.
[As Jack sketches Rose in the nude]
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I believe you are blushing, Mr. Big Artiste. I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing.
Jack Dawson: He does landscapes.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: When the ship docks, I'm getting off with you.
Jack Dawson: This is crazy.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I know. It doesn't make any sense. That's why I trust it.
Fleet: Is there anyone there?
Moody: Yes. What do you see?
Fleet: Iceberg right ahead!
Moody: Thank you.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: 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 DeWitt Bukater: For certain?
Thomas Andrews: Yes, in an hour or so, all this will be at the bottom of the Atlantic.
Caledon Hockley: Where are you going? To him? To be a whore to a gutter rat?
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I'd rather be his whore than your wife.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: Won't you even make a try for it?
Thomas Andrews: I'm sorry that I didn't build you a stronger ship, young Rose.
Benjamin Guggenheim: [being offered a lifebelt] No, thank you. We are dressed in our best and are prepared to go down as gentlemen. But, we would like a brandy.
[Jack and Rose are climbing up the ship]
Man: Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...
Jack Dawson: You wanna walk a little faster through that valley there!
[Rose is on top of a door in the water and Jack is hanging off the side, shivering in the water]
Jack Dawson: I don't know about you, but I intend to go write a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all this.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I love you, Jack.
Jack Dawson: Don't you do that, don't you say your good-byes. Not yet, do you understand me?
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I'm so cold.
Jack Dawson: 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 DeWitt Bukater: I can't feel my body.
Jack Dawson: 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. You must promise me that 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 DeWitt Bukater: I promise.
Jack Dawson: Never let go.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I'll never let go, Jack. I'll never let go.
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. Six were saved from the water, myself included. Six... out of fifteen hundred. Afterward, the seven-hundred people in the boats had nothing to do but wait. Wait to die, wait to live, wait for an absolution that would never come.
[As the Carpathia arrives in New York, Rose stands in the rain, staring at the Statue of Liberty]
Carpathia Steward: Can I take your name, please love?
Rose: Dawson. Rose Dawson.
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 until now. Not to anyone. Not even your Grandfather. 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 that 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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