S.O.S. Titanic (1979) Movie Script

Her name,

like everything about her,

gave promise of something

mighty and splendid.

They called her Titanic.

She was the longest,

the tallest,

The most luxurious ship

in all creation.

Before her initial

Atlantic crossing was to end,

She would achieve another,

and this time unexpected,

distinction,

as the first ocean liner ever

to use the code signal SOS.

At noon, April 10th, 1912,

she steamed out of Southampton

into the English Channel.

At night, she dropped anchor

at Cherbourg, France,

and again the next morning

at Queenstown in Ireland

to receive additional

cargo and passengers,

then took to the open sea.

At 11:40 p.m., April 14th,

some 400 miles off the coast

of Newfoundland,

calamity struck.

Within a matter of hours,

the magnificent,

unsinkable Titanic

vanished forever in water

more than two miles deep.

1500 lives were lost.

Only the swift

and courageous action

of a small passenger liner,

the Carpathia,

prevented a greater devastation.

Even so, it was

and remains to this day

the worst maritime disaster

in the history

of the North Atlantic.

Good night, ladies.

I'm going to leave you now.

Merrily we roll along,

roll along,

merrily we roll along,

o'er the deep blue...

Blimey.

- Officer Dwight.

- Who's that?

- Cottam, sir.

- What's the problem?

- I've had an urgent message.

- At this hour?

I thought you switched off

at midnight.

- It's the Titanic.

- Titanic?

She's sinking.

Sinking, that's impossible,

she's unsinkable.

The message is to come at once.

Sir? Captain?

Captain, sir!

Sir, wake up!

I'm awake, I'm awake,

I was only just dropping off.

- Who is this?

- It's First Officer Dean, sir.

Bloody hell, Dean!

Since when do you push your way

in here without knocking?

Sorry, sir, it's an emergency.

I don't care a blue damn

what it is.

I want to see some discipline

on this ship.

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry, sir.

- Who's that with you?

- It's Cottam, sir.

- Cottam?

- Wireless operator, sir.

- Yes.

- He's had an urgent

communication from the Titanic.

The Titanic?

Well, what is it?

It's a CQD, sir.

CQ...

- Are you sure?

- Yes, sir.

They used the new

distress signal as well.

SOS.

She's struck an iceberg.

She's 58 miles away.

Our course is north 52 west.

Now get back to your man

on the Titanic,

tell him we're coming

as fast as we can

that we should be there

in just four hours' time.

Four hours?

- Did you get through all right?

- Yes, sir, I told him

within four hours

just like you said.

- And what was his reply?

- He said,

"Please hurry, young man,

engine room flooded,

we're sinking head down ."

Then there was nothing.

- We're here.

- We've arrived, sir.

Call out all hands.

All boats to be readied

and swung out.

- Open all gangway doors.

- A pilot ladder at each gangway

and a chair sling for bringing

up the sick or wounded.

The canvas bags for children.

We're going

to receive survivors.

- Swing the derrick around.

- Aye aye, sir.

Shall I go first?

Come on, now.

Hold on!

Keep clutching it,

we've got you.

That's it.

Just a few more steps.

Come on now, good girl.

What ship is this?

The Carpathia.

Carpathia.

And the Titanic?

Gone.

What time is it?

Twenty minutes past two.

Approximately three hours

after the collision.

Slightly less than three.

With how many still aboard,

would you estimate?

Hundreds, all the boats together

assuming every one got away

with a full load

wouldn't have held

half of those aboard.

Chances are more than

a thousand went down.

Another boat on

the starboard bow, sir.

And another beyond that.

Ease away the winch.

Just follow the steward, ma'am.

Good morning, the steward will

direct you to the dining saloon

where there's food and drink

and medicine if you need it.

Will you kindly give

your name to my assistant.

Mr. Ismay

of the White Star Line.

I'm Ismay.

- And the Titanic was...

- My ship.

Mr. Ismay, sir?

I'm Dr. McGee, ship's surgeon.

Won't you come inside

now, sir, where it's warm?

And we can try

to make you comfortable.

Comfortable?

What's the good

of standing out here

in the cold this way, sir?

Look, look.

There's something in the water,

just there.

- I don't see anything, sir.

- Look, look, it's just there.

Use your eyes, why don't you?

It's only a bit of flotsam, sir.

Are you sure?

A few deck chairs

by the look of it.

That's all.

All I can see, sir.

A few chairs.

All that beauty.

All that strength, power, grace.

A few chairs.

So much gaiety.

So much for the smoking room

and the palm court.

The electronic lifts are over

there behind the staircase

and then forward of that

there are some 30-odd cabins.

Now this will take us up

to the boat deck.

Are we going back to the bridge

and the wheelhouse?

No, no, no, no,

I don't think so,

they won't want anyone

underfoot just now.

Come on. Excuse me.

Thank you.

Look there,

it's almost sailing time!

- Such a beautiful clock.

- Thank you, darling.

I chose it myself.

It's meant to be

Honor and Glory crowning Time.

They ought to be

crowning you, Ismay.

Hello.

Never mind, every sort

of honor and glory

will be coming your way

after today.

We all thought the Olympic

the last word.

This really is the summit.

- Congratulations.

- Too kind.

- Who was that?

- A countryman of yours, my dear.

- John Jacob Astor and his bride.

- His child bride.

I think half the

millionaires in America

have booked passage

on this crossing.

This way, one and all!

All ashore that's going ashore!

This is the way

to second class, isn't it?

- Straight ahead, miss.

- Thank you.

All ashore that's going ashore!

Excuse me.

- I'm sailing.

- Yes, well so am I,

as it happens.

A-ha!

The man of the hour himself!

Hail to thee, chief designer!

How are you, Bruce? Julia?

Look here, I've been taking bows

for your handiwork all morning.

I don't seem to be able

to convince anyone

that you built it,

and I just commissioned it,

so I've stopped trying.

What are you togged out for,

Tom?

You're not still working,

are you?

Just tightening up the odd bolt

here and there.

Tommy, you've got

an army of helpers for that.

Yes, but if I do it myself,

then I've no one but me to blame

if it's not done properly.

Any road, I enjoy it.

Now come on, own up, you're

a perfectionist, aren't you?

A hard case.

You know, I expect this

will do me for exercise.

Probably stand me in good stead

in case of an emergency too.

Darling, don't even jest.

My darling Julia.

There is not one chance

in a million

that anything could

possibly go wrong.

She passed her trials without

the slightest incident.

Well, she's perfect.

Here, you two,

come and be immortalized.

Is it true that this is to be

your last voyage, Captain?

And that... you're going out

in a blaze of glory, as it were?

Not quite, not quite,

though I do see retirement

in my immediate future.

I'm looking forward to a long,

tranquil time in dry dock

before they finally sell me

for scrap, as it were.

Now, how is this?

Keep coming.

Smile, darling.

Walk right on past me.

That's it.

- Tugs are all fast, sir.

- Good.

Mr. Bowyer, we're in your expert

hands until we reach the Nab.

May we have your orders?

We have a rendezvous

this evening in France.

Thank you, sir.

Let go your stern ropes.

Let go the stern ropes.

Aft tug away, sir.

Slow ahead.

Slow ahead it is, sir.

Gentlemen, we're under way.

Since there was

no formal launching,

I should just like to say.

God bless this ship

and all who sail in her.

Like it?

I'm sorry, madam,

I had no business.

No, no, it suits you.

Let's see.

It's a very good color for you.

You're bigger here than I am.

You'll want to have it

let out a little.

I will?

It's yours when we reach

New York.

No, madam,

I couldn't possibly.

You like it, don't you?

It's the most beautiful dress

I've ever seen.

Then it's settled.

- No, but I... I can't.

- Shh.

Did you find everything

you need?

Yes.

There's no bidet

in the bathroom, of course,

but then, it's not a French

ship, it's a British ship.

One mustn't expect miracles.

Mrs. Astor likes her comfort,

I'm awfully spoiled, aren't I,

for the rather ordinary daughter

of a man

who runs a forwarding firm

in Brooklyn.

You were never ordinary.

I don't care who your father is.

And you're not half as spoiled

as you're going to be

when I'm through with you.

Did you spoil Ava

when you were first married?

Nobody spoils Ava, she's the one

that spoils things.

Everything.

I got used to her insulting me,

calling me stupid and clumsy.

I never got used

to her cruelty to Vincent.

From the time

he was no bigger than that,

shaming him

in front of her guests.

He's about the same age

as you are now-

I don't suppose he's ever heard

a kind word from her.

Everywhere he goes, people say,

"Your mother,

the greatest beauty of the age."

He just looks at them.

I'm not beautiful.

Yes, you are.

Not like her.

But I can be kind.

I can be infinitely kind.

Dear Sis, I have only

just now come off watch,

and I am dashing this off

to you, old chum,

as I know you will be anxious

for word of the great occasion.

We had a near thing

leaving Southampton.

A ship docked nearby was

nearly sucked into a collision

by the force of our propellers.

But never mind, no harm done.

Although one bloke

in first class

insisted on being

put ashore in Cherbourg,

saying it was a bad omen

or some such rubbish.

The loading in France

went off without a hitch,

and we're now underway again.

It's a typical first night out.

Pretty quiet,

as always in any ship.

The passengers haven't

got the feel of it yet,

and in this case

neither have the crew.

The sheer distance

from one end to the other

is such I expect it will

be a fortnight at least

before I find

the shortest route.

What do you think of it?

I don't know what to think.

It gives me the shivers.

Big is one thing, but that?

It'll seem small enough,

no doubt,

when we're a thousand miles

from any land

and nothing but the great ocean

all around.

You've been to sea before, then?

I haven't.

Me neither.

What are those, Kate?

I don't know.

Bumboats.

Bumboats? What's a bumboat for?

Boats that carry things

to sell aboard ships

when they ride into dock.

Now didn't my brother travel

all around the Orient,

that time he was

a merchant seaman.

And then he used

to write home about things.

What's your pleasure, ladies?

Here's the finest Irish linen

in all creation.

Here's linen as fine

as anything you'll find.

Will you look this way,

Mrs. Astor? Smile, please.

Mr. Astor, could you tell us,

how do you and your bride

- feel to be on board the Titanic?

- No more.

Louise-Kate, I didn't know

you were on board.

May I... may I introduce my wife?

- Friends of Ava's?

- Yes.

- Doesn't matter.

- Of course it matters.

Johnny, look at this!

Isn't it lovely?

The lady shows great taste.

That's a prime example

of the art of making

caliber class lace.

Very nice.

See how full it is in the waist?

I'll need that in a few weeks

when I've begun to show.

Think of the poor women

who risk their precious eyesight

to produce a stitch that fine.

How much is it?

Well, in round figures...

What I'll have before long.

- £160.

- You're joking.

Not a bit of it.

- £ 160?

- $800.

That's ridiculous!

No, thank you.

I'll give you $400.

$800 by your own reckoning.

Let's make it even, $600.

And $200 makes $800.

You're a hard man.

Come to think of it,

it's a hard life, you know, now.

Maggie!

Maggie?

Maggie!

I beg your pardon.

Are you addressing me?

How's it gonna look

on the marquee

when I make my

legitimate stage debut?

Maggie Brown?

I'm sorry.

Molly. Molly!

- I keep forgetting.

- So do I.

Hello, Emma. Are you two

dining with us tonight?

Try and stop us.

Look, darling.

What would you think of this

done up as a kind of

walking suit?

All this stuff just

brings out the Irish in me

with a vengeance.

Of course, you gotta tell me

if it's apt to make me

look like Patty's pig.

Single ladies, this way.

Come along please.

Never mind, we'll

get you sorted out.

This alleyway's something,

innit?

The officers have nicknamed it

Park Lane

after the poshest street

in London.

That's irony.

The crew calls it Scotland Road,

which if you've never been

to Liverpool, you know,

it's thoroughly disreputable.

My ticket's for a cabin

that's already full up.

Well, come on then,

join the parade.

You know, you've got to

expect these little mishaps

- on a brand new ship.

- Single ladies this way.

I'm sorry.

Mary Agatha, is it?

Bridget. Bridget Bradley.

- I'm Mary Agatha.

- I'll get it straight.

The pair of you's the problem.

Just remember,

she's Kate and I'm Katie.

Shocking business, isn't it?

Putting four of us

in a space this small.

Small, is it?

Seems massive to me.

- Go on!

- She means it.

She's one of ten kids.

And two rooms in the house.

We was all times

three and four to a bed.

- English speaking.

- Reluctantly.

Good. Here, lads,

you can stow your cases

underneath the bunks there.

There's soap and towels

over there,

and the lavatory's

right 'round the bend,

which is where I shall be

before this trip's over,

I can tell ya.

Well, it looks like

we're gonna be sharing.

This here is David Charters.

- David.

- 'Tis very good.

I'm Farrell, James, Jim.

- We're from London.

- Gallagher, Martin. Donegal.

You're a long ways from home.

Buckley, Daniel.

Daniel Buckley.

Why not take the upper there,

you're smaller than Martin.

There's trouble

getting in and out.

Right.

Not exactly

the Royal Hibernian, is it?

The Royal Hibernian,

what's that?

That's the swankiest hotel

in Dublin is what that is.

Been much to Dublin then,

have ya?

We passed through

on our way down here.

And did you stay at

the Royal Whatever You Call It?

Are you daft or what?

We have sod all between us.

We stayed at the Westland Road

Station is where we stayed.

Long enough to change trains.

And last night in Cobh,

which the bloody minded British

insist on calling Queenstown.

We slept rough in a little park.

The girls stayed

in a guest house.

- The girls?

- Well, two girls from our town

- traveled down with us.

- Name of Gilnagh and Mullins.

The two Kates.

- Mother mercy, what's that now?

- An explosion.

Not to worry, they've just

started the engines, that's all.

You happen to be

quite near the casing.

- Are we moving?

- We will be in two shakes.

Heaven help me,

I'm going to be seasick, I know.

Well, think that way

and you will.

Is it "Abandon ship"

or "Run for your life"

or what is it at all?

- It's lunch.

- Da-da-da! Da-da-da!

Do you make that racket

every time it's lunch, then?

And breakfast and dinner.

Third class dining saloon,

one deck down. Thank you.

Dinner?

They call tea dinner?

What swank.

I never had dinner in my life.

We're on our way to ruin,

the bunch of us.

Good.

- Daniel, my stomach's growling.

- Almost finished.

Daniel, be careful.

Watch out.

I'm sorry.

No harm done.

- Watch out.

- It's all right, folks.

This reel is nearly used up.

That's quite an expensive toy,

isn't it?

It was a wedding present.

My dad's in the business,

moving pictures.

Well, tell him to save his money

and invest it

in something with a future,

like Vaudeville.

Henry's a theatrical producer.

Broadway.

- Henry Harris. How are you?

- Dan Marvin.

- This is my wife, Mary.

- How do you do?

- Pleased to meet you. I'm Rene.

- Do you really think the movies

are a flash in the pan?

Well, my father

always used to say

sinking cash into

short-term novelties

was like waiting for ships

that never come in.

Sinking ships?

Is that supposed to be funny?

- Only by accident.

- Enough about accidents.

Let's eat.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, Miss Sloan.

It's only me.

Mr. Andrews?

Yes, the Astors

have gone down to lunch.

I just nipped in to give

a prod to that fan

you reported out of order.

Were you taking a last look

at Ireland?

Yes, yes.

Isn't it foolish?

We're hardly away yet

and I'm homesick already.

Where do you come from?

Comber, County Down,

but I live in Belfast now.

- So do I.

- Do you? Where?

- Kersland Road, Strandtown.

- Yes, yes, of course.

My wife and I used to go

for a stroll in Victoria Park

when we were courting.

- Do you have any children?

- One. A little girl, Elizabeth.

She cried when we said goodbye.

If you ever want to talk

to anybody about home,

just come along

to the linen room.

We have a little electric

hearth in there,

we could give you a cup of tea.

Thank you, I'd like that.

- Good evening, my lady.

- Good evening.

She dines late.

Well, she's a countess.

When you're a countess you dine

when you dogwell feel like it.

I'm sorry, darling.

- Countess of what, Maggie?

- Of Rothes.

Thank you, Cyril.

And don't call me Maggie.

I find her fascinating.

She looks just the way

I've always wanted to.

Worldly and mysterious.

Darling, I wouldn't trade you

for all the countesses

in Burke's Peerage.

Talk about mysterious.

Take a squint back there,

down there in the corner.

What, ya ask yourself,

is that gay dog Ben Guggenheim

doing at a table

all by himself for two?

Well, the story...

The story is he finally

broke it off with her nibs,

the Marquise de Cerruti,

and now he's on his way home

to see Florette and the kids

for the first time

in seven or eight months.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

He's such

an attractive-looking man.

I'll tell the world,

he can leave his patent leathers

outside my door any night.

- Maggie!

- Molly, darn it, Emma!

Scandalous. This conversation's

a little spicy for me, ladies,

if you'll excuse me.

I'm going to the smoke room

to have a very, very mild cigar.

Well, now we can loosen our

corsets and let our hair down.

Walk me to the ladies room,

I'll save my foot

in there, Cyril.

Yes, Mrs. Brown.

Did I really bother JJ

with my nonsense?

Of course not,

you're good for him.

You make him laugh.

Lord knows he needs it.

After all, he's suffered

on my account-

- Boo.

- No, it's true.

That's why I frowned

when you mentioned

Mr. Guggenheim

and his wife and children.

John still hasn't got over

the insults and snubs

that came after his divorce.

And worse after we were married.

Well, because he loved me,

he thought his friends

would accept me automatically.

His friends do.

As for the others,

to hell with them.

He can't say that, Molly.

It's desperately important

to him.

- It's his life.

- Cheer up.

Everything's gonna look

a whole lot better

after the baby's born.

You've got so much happiness

in store for you, honey.

- Come on then! Jimmy! Jimmy!

- Thanks very much.

- Your health, Jimmy.

- Slainte.

Up the Irish.

God, this is fierce.

No different

to what it was back home.

I know what you mean.

Girls on one side,

boys on the other

and never the twain shall meet.

Now, the problem as I see it,

is that we're all

the time having dances

and we don't know how to dance.

I don't, for one,

and I'm jiggered

if I'll apologize for it.

Damn silly business in my view.

I can dance.

- Can you, Martin?

- I can so,

it's only I haven't seen

the girl yet.

What girl is that, Martin?

The girl I'll be out there

dancing with.

Good luck, old son.

It looks a pretty narrow field

from where I'm sitting.

Sit down, you idiot.

Hold that, will you?

Don't be doing that.

Stop it now, do you hear?

Hello?

Turn off your light,

Mr. Moon Man.

Go and hide your face

behind a cloud.

Can't you see that couples

want to spoon, man?

Two is company

and three's a crowd

I'll take my lady to a shady

place where I can hug my lady.

And we'll say to you goodnight.

Emma, to be 17 again!

Or even 39.

I don't think there's a worse

place to be on your own

than a big romantic ship

like this,

unless it's Niagara Falls.

You just know

there's so much love going on.

You lie there in the dark

and watch the shadows moving

past that little crack of light

under your cabin door.

Footsteps coming close,

footsteps going away.

A soft knock on a door

and a soft voice answers.

A door closes.

You wonder

if you're the only one

sleeping one to a bed tonight.

- Maggie...

- I'm gonna brain you

if you don't stop

calling me Maggie.

- Sit up straight.

- Was I slouching?

I'm not concerned

with your posture, honey,

you're blocking my view.

View of what?

There's a bozo sitting

over there behind...

Don't look now,

he's glancing this way.

Like he's getting up courage

to ask me

if my program's full up

for the evening.

Not exactly love's young dream,

but he wouldn't

turn your stomach.

- Maggie.

- Molly!

Molly... you surely wouldn't

dance with a perfect stranger.

Certainly not.

Emma Bucknell, what in the world

are you thinking of?

Olé!

"Saw another ice field

with two icebergs,

latitude 45' 20",

longitude 49'."

Jack?

Jack, are you awake?

This has got to go

straight up to the bridge.

Sam out.

You'd like to go on the fritz,

wouldn't you,

you randy little beast.

It's the twinkle like

the stars above for me...

You might have got off

with a stewardess or two

on the Mauritania,

but the Titanic's

a different keg of ale,

I can tell ya.

Captain Smith's a right stickler

for discipline.

Yeah, but, Bootsy,

look at it this way.

He has to sleep sometime,

don't he?

And what happens

when the captain sleeps?

Answer me that.

And the little words

that say you love me...

I'm here by invitation.

A cup of tea, you said.

And just in time you are, too.

Miss Jessop's about to pour,

aren't you, Violet?

All right.

Shall I be mother, then?

Fresh scones from

the first class bakery.

Can I tempt you?

I'm tempted.

What do you find to read in that

rather primitive library?

I beg your pardon?

They don't seem to have anything

except what the library steward

calls "light

ship-board reading...

"Stover At Yale",

"Hopalong Cassidy".

I was wondering how you found

anything so engrossing.

Well, this isn't one of theirs.

I'm just catching up

with Fischer's work on proteins.

- Rather dull stuff, I'm afraid.

- You're a scientist?

No, nothing so colorful.

I teach.

I'm a science master

at Dulwich College.

Not college

in the American sense.

It's a boys' school.

What a coincidence.

I'm a teacher too.

At a girls' school

in the States.

That is a coincidence.

Yes.

I'm rather bored with this.

Would you care for a stroll?

That would be nice.

- I'm on my way...

- Please go on.

- You first.

- I was only going to say

I'm on my way to the States

for my first visit.

Leave of absence.

I made a tour of India

with a group of teachers

from all over the world.

Now I'm on my way home.

I'm on leave too.

Another coincidence.

This is a funny place to be,

isn't it?

- We're the middle.

- The middle?

The middle class.

Haven't you noticed?

This ship is a microcosm

of the British social system.

A maze of barriers

erected to keep them

from getting where we are,

and to keep us

from getting where they are.

Yes, but it's not social, is it?

It's purely economic.

Any rich upstart can get his

pick of accommodation up there

and any nobleman short of funds

might find himself

traveling down there.

So, in a sense,

the thing is constructed

on the American principle

of equal opportunity

based on the ability to pay.

Well, I don't see any dukes

or earls milling about. Do you?

Well, none wearing a coronet.

Look at that chap there.

I saw him yesterday

and the day before as well.

Always keeps to himself.

Always immaculately dressed.

Never goes out without gloves.

I've evolved a theory about him.

Go on.

Well, he's been a failure

in one way or other at home

and his family

has packed him off

with the proverbial shilling

and a one-way ticket to America.

And he finds himself

thrown among people

who would normally

be cooking his meals

or cleaning his boots.

What about the pretty girls?

They only make him uneasy.

He can appreciate

their beauty well enough,

but in his world, don't you see,

they'd be house maids

or serving girls.

He wouldn't know how

to treat them as equals.

He has all the arrogance

of his class.

Yes, but one can't help

feeling sorry for him.

He must be desperately lonely.

- How romantic you are.

- No, am I?

I think so.

Making up stories about people.

All you'd have to do

is ask a deck steward.

They know everybody's business.

I couldn't do that.

Anyway, it helps pass the time.

One has to do something.

I believe I'm parboiled.

Ten minutes more, dear.

Be brave.

Mrs. Brown,

your time is up, lovey.

Maude, you got

an aspirin out there?

We'll see. Now, come along.

Agh! I'm gonna take

another half-hour, hon.

- Whatever for?

- For my sins!

Hey, I'm looking

for the swimming pool.

- Yeah, me too.

- Good.

Jack Thayer.

Come along, come along.

Hey, get a load of this.

My word.

Scheherazade.

I'll give you Scheherazade.

Aren't you ashamed?

Just what is it you're after?

Could you tell us the way

to the swimming pool...

The swimming bath is just there.

And take a nice, cool shower

right away!

You know, every time we've

been in here, day or night,

those four have been sitting

in exactly the same place.

I believe this ship could tip

over, blow up, or run aground

and not one of them would raise

his eyes from his hand.

Play cards.

Cognac, please.

Can I buy you a drink,

Guggenheim?

- Why not?

- Two.

Here. Try one of these.

Something special from Havana.

What a relief.

I seldom know these days exactly

who is still speaking to me

and who isn't.

Why wouldn't I be sympathetic?

Our stories aren't

so very different.

Just a couple

of middle-aged refugees.

- Refugees?

- Fleeing from bad marriages,

falling for younger women.

Condemned to wonder

for the rest of our lives.

To wonder what?

Do they really want us for

ourselves, these golden girls,

or is it just the name,

the position, the money?

I hate... getting old.

I hate having a paunch.

What about mine?

I love that.

I love you.

Do you love me?

Is it... is it possible

you love me?

We will be closing

in five minutes' time,

ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you.

- Good night.

If I had a chaperone

and a luxury suite

with a sitting room,

I'd invite you in for a chat.

As it is, I'm sharing a cabin

about this big

with a total stranger.

So am I.

- We'll see each other tomorrow.

- I expect we will, yes.

Well, it's inevitable.

See you at breakfast?

I say, I don't know your name.

- It's Leigh.

- Miss Leigh or...

Miss Goodwin. Leigh Goodwin.

I'm Lawrence Beesley.

- I know.

- How?

I asked a steward.

I told you

they know everybody's business.

- Longer.

- Yes, a bit higher.

Thank you very much.

Would you care for a go?

I'm not allowed.

- Who was that?

- The lift boy.

- The lift boy?

- I mean he runs the elevator.

I think he'd much rather be

out here playing games,

but he can't.

Thank you!

- It isn't fair.

- What?

For anyone to be that beautiful.

If you were to stand down there,

there's a barrier

between second and steerage.

You could talk to her

when she came round.

No. You couldn't do that.

I'm sorry.

All the arrogance of class

isn't at the very top, you see.

It's none of my business

in any case.

I was talking out of turn.

I honestly am sorry.

- How's the patient?

- Expiring.

And what time's the rosary?

- Blackguards.

- We missed you at lunch.

We brought you some fruit

from the table.

Don't, David. Don't ever say

food to me again

as long as I live.

- Kate, fetch the chamber.

- Now that's foolish, listen,

you have nothing whatever

on your stomach.

It's a great pity, surely, to be

lying there the whole voyage

and you the grandest dancer

from Ballymahon to Drumlish.

- Me dancing days are over.

- More's the pity.

For haven't we the fine figure

of a lad in with us

to be looking everywhere so

for the right partner.

My merry, kind, and true.

But I'll not forget my darling.

In the land I'm going to.

They say there's bread

and work for all.

And the sun shines always there.

But I'll not forget old Ireland.

Is it true what

the song says, Oli,

that there's bread and work

for all on the other side?

For all who is willing

to work, to work hard.

Ja, I say so.

What you find naturally depends

what you're looking for.

A bit of money

more than anything.

Amen to that.

- What about you, Martin?

- What?

Give over, will you?

In my view, there's not a

sorrier sight in the world

than a man that's gone spoons

over a girl

he's never even spoken to.

- Leave it alone, Farrell.

- No, no, hear me out, boyo.

I'm your friend, aren't I?

Even if I've only known you

a few days.

And what I say,

it's clear to everyone but you,

that the lady

is never going to honor us

with her sublime presence again,

having stuck her pretty nose

in the one time only,

and you'd be far better off

if you...

You were saying, James?

Go in peace, my son.

And in your hour of rapture

let it not be forgotten

tomorrow's the first Sunday

after Easter.

This is he that came by the

water and blood, Jesus Christ.

Not by water only,

but by water and blood.

Let us sing "Eternal Father,

Strong To Save."

Eternal Father, strong to save.

Whose arm doth bind

the restless wave.

Who bidd'st

the mighty ocean deep.

Its own appointed limits keep

hear us when we cry to thee.

For those in peril on the sea.

- What's all this in aid of?

- Slumming, do you suppose?

- Steward?

- Yes, madam, the captain

always inspects the ship

top to bottom every Sunday.

It's a White Star tradition.

Isn't it the custom to have

some sort of

lifeboat drill on Sunday?

- Yes, that's right.

- Will there be one today?

I haven't heard of it.

Well, isn't it rather important?

I mean that everyone

should know just which boat

is assigned to where it is

and so on?

Normally I'd say yes,

very important,

but when you're talking about

the Titanic,

well, she's one great huge

lifeboat herself, ain't she?

Put me in my place.

Why would you think of lifeboats

on a beautiful day like this?

I suppose one

can't help speculating

on the hazards

this one puts out to sea.

From my hotel in Southampton

the day we sailed,

I was amazed at the

conversations I overheard

about famous marine disasters.

Everybody speculating how safe

the Titanic really is.

You'll make me nervous

in a minute.

I'm sorry.

- Good morning.

Another perfect day.

You could scarcely ask

for a smoother sea.

We've had a good few of those

from various sources.

I suppose...

- Well, how far away is this?

- Not far.

Chances are we'll be well

into it by midnight.

Do you have any plans

to alter the speed or course?

I never have in the past.

The position, as you know,

is the same

with every large ship

sailing this route.

So long as the weather's clear

and visibility good,

full speed ahead.

Put the danger behind you

as rapidly as possible.

I've lived by that

and never encountered

the slightest difficulty.

Had you anything in mind

different for the Titanic?

Certainly not.

The company have always had

utmost confidence

in your judgment.

And of course, we should

be sorry not to arrive

in New York on schedule.

Please carry on

as if I weren't even on board.

It's about time.

Thank you, Alfie.

Have you filled out

a declaration form

for the American customs

yet, sir?

No, not yet.

New York still seems

such a long way off.

Well, might as well be

early as late.

The way they're

pouring on the steam,

the chances are that

we will dock on Tuesday,

late Tuesday

rather than Wednesday morning.

In that event, tonight seems

likely to be our last night

but one.

Good heavens.

Dinner!

No reaction.

They must have

their meals sent in.

- Are we dressing again?

- Of course we're dressing.

Every night

except the first and the last.

- But why?

- How do I know why?

It's the unwritten law

of the sea, that's why.

Moses gave it to Noah

and he took it from there.

Wouldn't the Schuberts

love this staircase?

Only if they could get it

for half price.

Lina Abarbanell

in Madame Sherry.

Every little movement

has a meaning of its own.

Every thought and feeling

by some posture can be shown.

And every...

Rene!

Kettle is almost boiling.

I could do with a cup.

The bell in my station hasn't

stopped ringing since dawn.

Never mind it's Sunday.

Is that the frock

Mrs. Astor promised you?

This, my girl, is the Paris gown.

Mrs. Brown is wearing

to the gala dinner tonight.

She's decided it's a bit plain

for her taste,

and she wants me

to tart it up with this.

There's a needle

and thread over here.

Hang on a minute.

Poor creature,

is she in pain, Doctor?

She was.

I gave her something.

Whether or not she took it

is anybody's guess.

She's an independent

little thing, though.

Apparently.

If everyone wants to cheer,

why don't they?

Because we're all

so frightfully proper.

Says who? Dag blame it,

give her a hand!

That's the biggest thing

that's happened.

Take a bow, kid,

you're a celebrity.

What do you have to break

to get a standing ovation?

Very nice indeed.

My gosh.

Mesaba to Titanic.

Ice report in latitude...

Heavy packed ice,

large icebergs also.

Field ice. Weather good. Clear.

I'll be damned if I'm gonna

break my neck

running up to the bridge again.

It's only more of the same.

Sorry, Jack, just polishing

the old ivories.

- What did you say?

- Nothing.

- It's a raw night.

- Perishing cold.

Temperature's dropped four

degrees in the past half-hour.

- There's not much wind.

- No, flat calm.

Aye, seems clear enough.

Perfectly clear.

- Captain in his cabin, is he?

- Yes.

We're doing just over 22 knots

at present-

Not bad for a 21-knot ship.

He said if it becomes

the least bit hazy

we'll be obliged to slow down.

I understand.

His order is that he's to be

woken up at once

if there's any

noticeable change.

- Right you are.

- I'll leave you to it, then.

- Good night.

All right, you lot,

out you come-

What's the word?

Keep a sharp lookout

for small ice.

- Have you seen any?

- Nah.

But it's out there.

I can smell it.

Have fun, chaps.

You want to hear

something funny?

Everyone on the dancefloor

is on his honeymoon.

And like us,

they can't believe it's over.

We still have tomorrow.

I don't want it ever to end.

I want to go on

sailing and dancing

and loving forever and ever.

I am too old to be cavorting

around the dancefloor

with a girl half my age.

Especially when the girl

is a bit pregnant.

Especially that.

I really shouldn't ask you.

No, you shouldn't,

but I'd never forgive you

if you didn't.

Anything wrong?

Why don't you find

something else?

There's always

"Hopalong Cassidy".

I can't concentrate.

I keep thinking

how near the end we are.

Oughtn't we be doing

something special tonight?

- Like what?

- I don't know.

There's some sort of concert

in the lounge, I believe.

Yes, I saw the announcement.

"The Flight Of The Bumblebee"

and Other Favorites

on Piano and Violin.

- Would you care to go?

- Would you?

- Not really.

- Neither would I.

It's probably over

by now anyway.

Very likely.

What else is there?

A turn on the deck?

Why not?

There I am 30 or 40 years on.

A friend of mine once said

that I'd take my nose

out of a book one day

and find that life

had passed me by.

Is this too cold for you?

- No, I like it.

- You sure?

Let's keep moving though,

it is bracing.

To say the least.

Go on about your friend.

- Diana.

- Was that her name?

Yes.

She was very critical

of my nature.

She said I was the carefullest

man she ever met.

According to her,

by the time I ever get around

to doing a thing, having weighed

every possible consequence,

it's usually too late.

I ought to have invited you

to that concert after dinner.

Why, when neither of us

cared anything about it?

It would have made a change.

Something at least

a little bit festive.

If we were first class

we might have gone dancing.

Yes. On the boat coming over,

some of the more daring

young folk in second

sneaked up and had quite

a gay time of it apparently.

You didn't go?

No, I was afraid

of the embarrassment

if I were caught.

I should be too.

- We're both cautious.

- Yes.

A turn on the deck won't be much

to look back on, will it?

Not very memorable.

Why not?

It's a beautiful night.

I don't think I've ever seen

so many stars all at one time.

Amazing, isn't it?

So bright up there,

so dark below.

The sea doesn't reflect

the stars, have you noticed?

Like a big black void,

bottomless.

I think this is much nicer

than dancing

or listening to

"The Flight Of The Bumblebee."

You're wrong to say that tonight

won't be anything

to look back on.

I'm sure I'll remember it

for a very long time.

Will you?

Yes.

It was awfully lucky for me

that we met.

- That I was so forward you mean?

- Yes, well, there you are,

you see, if you hadn't been,

I'd never have spoken

for fear you might think me

a masher or something.

I could never do that.

It's obvious to everyone

what sort of a man you are.

You know, when you left

the boat deck this afternoon,

the woman that was sitting

next to me leaned over and said,

"Your husband

is a perfect gentleman."

- "Your husband"?

- Isn't it silly?

It appears our spending

so much time together

has aroused quite a lot

of interest.

My cabin steward, for one.

Did he say something?

Yes.

He's a very friendly

sort of chap.

I expect he meant well.

"It must be hard with

so many people milling around

to find a place to be alone."

And?

That was all.

Doesn't sound as if it were.

It had the ring

of an unfinished thought.

And then he said

something stupid

- I couldn't possibly repeat.

- Well, you'll have to now

or I'll think it's something

awful if you don't.

- It is awful.

- Go on.

He said... we were talking just

outside my door, he said...

"There's an empty cabin

at the far end of the corridor."

I see.

Did he give you a key?

There is no key, it's unlocked.

Do you want me

to go there with you?

I expect I do, yes.

You expect

but you're not certain.

You haven't weighed

every possible consequence.

I scarcely dared think about it.

Then how can you be sure

it's what you really want?

Not just what you think

I might expect from you,

the friendly thing to do.

Because we are friends,

I believe,

or at least good companions.

Of course.

But we're not in love, are we?

Well?

Are we?

No, I don't expect we are.

Of course not.

Either way, I'm told

the same rule applies.

Shipboard friendships,

like shipboard romances

end with the voyage.

It's considered bad form

to pursue it any further.

You sound as if

you're already saying goodbye.

No.

Just practicing.

I will say good night, though,

if you don't mind.

I really am feeling

the cold finally.

I'm sorry.

I'll see you to your door.

No, don't. Stay. Have your walk.

I'm all right.

Please. Please.

Forget what I said.

It was clumsy and foolish.

- I don't know what possessed me.

- I think I do.

I think it was just a desire,

a desire to be kind.

I'm not offended, honestly.

A little shocked, perhaps,

but not offended.

I suppose I actually

ought to be grateful,

and I am in a way,

it's just that...

Forgive me, but I'm waiting

for a better offer.

So you should.

Thank you all the same,

you're a very special man.

I'll never forget you.

- Good night.

- You're sure I can't...

Good night.

Look at the flowers,

all bloody withered.

Isn't it grand, boys,

to be bloody-well dead?

Let's not have a sniffle,

let's have a bloody-good cry.

And always remember

the longer you live.

The sooner

you'll bloody-well die.

Look at the preacher,

a bloody-nice fellow.

Isn't it grand, boys,

to be bloody-well dead?

Let's not have a sniffle,

let's have a bloody-good cry.

And always remember

the longer you live.

The sooner

you'll bloody-well die.

Come on, boys,

no more cold mutton.

There's fresh meat

for tomorrow's feast.

Tally ho!

Come on, Paddy, start

collecting the groceries.

I don't fancy that.

All right, now...

Christ.

What did you see?

- Iceberg right ahead.

- Thank you.

Iceberg right ahead.

Hard to starboard.

We've had it.

Hello.

How did you ever get

down there, Seamus?

You tell me, ya jibber.

Did you feel something?

- I did, a slight bump.

- A bump in mid-ocean?

Steward.

- Why have we stopped?

- I don't know, sir.

But I don't suppose

it's anything much.

Mr. Barrett,

where's the man got to?

Barrett, get some men down

there to help draw the fires.

- Aye aye, sir.

- Go!

Just how serious is it?

We're listing five points

to starboard.

My God.

What are you doing about it?

At the moment, I'm waiting

for a report from Mr. Andrews

and the Chief Engineer

as to the exact

extent of the damage.

Fire down below,

fire down below!

You want to get blown

to kingdom come?

I don't want to see

your faces you back here

until these boilers are out!

Is it hopeless, then?

It appears that the unthinkable

has happened.

As you know, the ship

is designed to stay afloat

with any three of its first

five compartments flooded.

She would even float

if all five were gone,

torn away completely,

but under no circumstances

can she be expected

remain afloat

with those five

compartments flooded.

The sheer weight of

the flooding must inevitably

bring her down at the head.

Every sort of potential damage

was considered in the planning.

But who could have anticipated

a collision that would leave

a gash close to 300 feet long

in her side?

The pumps will help, of course.

Temporarily.

How much time do you give us?

At a rough guess,

one hour, possibly two.

Gentlemen.

I must say something to you now,

which you can well appreciate

is the nightmare of every master

and which, in 32 years

of service to this company,

I never expected to have to say.

We must prepare to abandon ship.

Mr. Wilde and Mr. Lightoller,

cover the boats.

Mr. Murdoch,

muster the passengers.

- What is that?

- Steam coming off the boilers.

- Can't you stop it?

- We've got to let off steam,

sir, the engine will

explode otherwise.

Mr. Boxhall,

tell the wireless operator

to send out the distress signal,

he must be given our position.

Cap.

There must not be any panic.

Well, get on with it.

Lad, here, help me over here.

Get started on number three.

Sir, a ship has been sighted

half a point on the port bow.

At least a light,

there might be a ship.

Request permission

to break out the rockets.

By all means use your

Morse lamp as well.

The Carpathia

is on her way to us

but she's more

than 50 miles away.

Tell her, if you make contact,

to come quickly.

Aye aye, sir.

Stop it now, Jimmy!

Say what you want.

I'll make a snowman of ya,

see if I don't.

- Take that.

- Come here.

Stop it, stop it, stop it,

no, stop it, stop it!

- Stop it!

- Jimmy.

Listen, listen, if you have

anything in the cabin

you value,

you better come quickly.

There's water on the floor

and so help me, it's rising.

All passengers on deck

with their lifebelts on.

- What happened?

- No cause for alarm, Madam.

There's been some mishap

and we've been asked

to take certain precautions.

It's all right, go back to bed.

Do go back to bed,

won't you.

That's right, there's nothing

whatever to worry about.

Nothing, nothing at all,

just go back to bed.

Dear, what are you telling them,

the order is for everyone

- to get into their lifebelts.

- First I've heard of it.

- Yeah, well, now you know.

- Then what,

- take them up on the boat deck?

- No, of course not

you know it's all first

and second class up there.

They won't stay in the cabins

once they put the belts on.

Then there's something,

some concern-

I know, but we'll

just have to herd them

into the general room,

I suppose, and in the foyers.

Listen, we don't want

any unpleasantness.

- Just keep them calm.

- Understand.

Look at that, will you?

Mother's picture.

What's that steward on about,

there's no lifebelts under here.

None up here either.

We've been fiddled.

You see, darling.

That is what makes it float.

Do you think you ought

to be doing that, Johnny?

- Why not?

- Perhaps you'll need it.

I'm sure they have

more than enough.

There were half a dozen

in our suite.

It's nonsense for us

to be in these things anyway.

This ship is unsinkable.

It's just not

a publicity slogan.

It's a scientific fact.

All I say is, tell us what's

expected of us and we'll do it.

It's this not knowing

that makes everybody so edgy.

Look who's here.

Good business, Wally.

Miss Goodwin.

Mr. Hesketh.

Are all the fires out

in number six?

- Aye.

- What about number five?

Flooded, completely

covered with water.

Well let's get going, then.

No lifebelt, Miss Sloan?

It seemed a bit

mean to wear one-

Apparently they're

in short supply.

Now, don't be a fool,

there are plenty.

Find one and put it

on straight away.

Yes, sir.

And what about you?

The boats are ready, don't you

think it's time we got

- the women and children away?

- Without any delay,

the assignment list is no good

to us now,

it's too late to organize

it in properly.

Just do the best you can

as quickly as possible.

Sir.

Ladies, ladies, please,

we're trying to fill this boat.

We can't do that without your...

...cooperation.

- What means that?

- It means the fires are all out.

It means the boilers are cold.

It means the Titanic isn't going

anywhere under its own steam,

you'll be just as well

off in this boat.

No, it's not safe, no!,

I want to go back to my cabin.

- My jewels!

- Don't be a damn fool, honey.

They won't be any use to you

if this thing sinks.

Now go ahead,

do as the man says.

Come on, love,

we won't drop you.

- You too.

- Hold on a minute, no.

I just thought

I'd stick around for a while

and watch the fun.

My friend!

Down here, Emma, jump in.

It's all right.

I'll get the next one, Maggie.

Molly, it's Molly,

can't you ever get it right?

If, by any chance, I am not

on the list of survivors,

tell my wife

that the last time you saw me

I was wearing

my English dinner jacket,

I was prepared to die

like a gentleman.

It'll make a nice story for her

to tell her friends.

Now, lower away.

Women and children only,

women and children only.

I can't force the women in,

can I?

I can't hit them in the head

if they don't want to go.

Ladies, this way,

please, this way.

What's going on?

I'll put a stop to that.

Right, lower away.

Lower away, lower away!

Lower away, lower away.

Well, don't take all night,

come on, boys, lower away!

Put some life into it, faster.

Listen, mister, you get the

hell out and it will go fine.

- I only wanted to help.

- You want it faster, do you?

You'll have me drown

the lot of them.

Who the bloody hell are you,

anyway to be giving orders?

Now, look here, I'm...

Do you know who I am?

I... I'm... I'm a passenger,

I'm a passenger.

Well, then get back

with the passengers

and leave the crew

to do their job.

I'm sorry.

- No, let's take the elevator.

- It's only one flight.

- Something's funny.

- What do you mean?

- The steps, don't you feel it?

- Yeah they make you

- lean forward.

- They're tilted, they're tilted

toward the front of the ship,

now what would cause that?

Search me.

I didn't know it was a party.

Don't look so worried.

They'll keep you out there

until they got everything

shipshape again, then they'll

bring you back on board.

Look here, look here,

my wife is expecting.

- May I get in just long...

- I wouldn't advise it, sir.

The Chief Officer is getting

rather touchy at this point.

He's even given us

all pistols just in case.

Well, I wouldn't want

to get shot, thank you.

Please be extra careful

with this lady.

Johnny.

Soon, darling.

Soon.

Lower away.

We'll be together soon, darling.

Now, listen, everybody!

Listen now,

pay attention, please.

Now listen.

Look, I've been authorized

to lead you all out

in small groups

to where the lifeboats are.

Now, the rule is women

and children first, of course.

That'll take from Jericho

till June, I'm thinking.

Come on, we'll have

our own small group.

Come on.

Don't push forward,

ladies, come this way.

Nobody come down.

Men, stay back.

Women and children only.

I say, Mary Agatha,

may I have this dance?

No two ways about it,

this is the best shipwreck

I've ever been

to in my whole life.

Funny, is it,

you'll be waltzing with sharks

if we can't get up

to where the music is.

Now, come on.

What's your answer to that, Oli,

you with them powerful

great mitts of yours?

Well said.

Katie.

- Kate.

- Will you look at that, now!

Did you ever.

Real silver.

Real linen.

If what they say about

the States is true,

It's the way we'll all living

before long.

Picking up gold and silver

from Tom Tiddler's Ground.

Come on, will you?

What's this, what's this,

how did you lot get here?

I see, that's your game, is it?

Let me tell you, it'll go on

with the lot of you

if anything is missing

from this room tomorrow.

Furthermore,

every first-class state room

has been carefully locked

in case you get any ideas.

We'll have no looting aboard

this ship while I'm master arms.

Looting, is it?

We don't know anything

about any looting.

T'was only looking we were.

Looking for a way

to the lifeboats.

Do you go through here?

Where I go doesn't come into it.

You go back the way you came

and be quick about it.

You're not meant to be in here

and well you know it.

For God's sake, mister,

let the women through at least.

Well, it's against the rules.

All right, women only, though.

- Danny, please.

- It's all right.

I love you.

- You go ahead, Ellen.

- But Mr. Straus said...

Don't worry,

I'll explain to him.

He won't like it.

He's put up with me

for 40 years.

What can he do to me now?

Don't be angry.

And please don't argue,

my mind's made up.

I'm going to stay with you

for a little.

How long is a little?

We'll see.

Right, lower away.

- Murdoch.

- Sir.

How many boats left over here,

Mr. Murdoch?

- Two, sir.

- Two?

Make sure that they're filled

to absolute capacity.

Yes, sir.

Let the children through.

Kindly let them through.

Hurry along, that's right.

We don't want to send another

boat away half-empty.

Any more women?

Any more women, please.

Come on, ladies, this is the

last boat but one on this side.

You can't afford

to pick and choose.

See you soon, kid.

You better!

- I don't suppose...

- Just hand them over, sir.

Their mother

is not here, you see.

- They have only me.

- They'll be well looked after.

Right, that's it, lower away.

- Papa!

Papa, Papa!

Papa!

Hey, hey, any women behind you?

- No.

- Come on, there's a space here.

Jump.

- Jump.

- Come on.

Jump!

Now!

- Come on, give me your hand.

- Thank you.

Steady.

Lift!

Okay, we've got you.

Lift.

- You all right?

- Yes, thanks, thanks very much.

- What you got there?

- A dressing gown.

A dressing gown, what do you

want to bring that for?

I don't know.

- I don't know.

- You've got a screw loose

somewhere, haven't ya, mate?

Let go of that!

- It's jammed!

- God Almighty,

- that comes down on top of us.

- Cut this right underneath.

Cut that bloody rope, man,

we're trapped.

Stop lowering 15.

Stop lowering 15!

Bloody rope, we're trapped.

Stop lowering!

All right, love, come along.

Steady it, steady,

someone pull that boat in.

Step over there.

Watch your skirt.

Well done.

You'll be fine, dear.

All right, next.

Next.

Give me your hand.

That's it.

Come along, dear, come along.

Steady, steady as you go.

For heaven's sake.

Shh!

Daniel.

Here, cover yourself with this.

Now, keep back.

Come on,

come on with the others.

Good.

Come on, boys, follow me.

This is the way

to the lifeboats.

Come on.

Which way do we go?

- Mr. Murdoch.

- Keep it moving.

- Mr. Murdoch!

- Get 'em back!

There's none of that,

now stay back, stay well back.

Any man who tries

to push his way in

he don't get arrested,

he gets this for his bother.

Any more women there?

Are there no more women about?

Come on if you're there.

This may be your last chance.

Lower away.

Are there any ladies

or children?

Mr. Andrews.

All the boats are away

now except for

one or two

of the collapsible kind.

Better hurry then, you don't

want to be left behind.

No use, sir.

Get going, Miss Sloan.

Yes, sir.

There's nothing for it,

I'm afraid.

Better hurry.

You must save yourself,

you know.

There'll be questions

no one else

will ever be able to answer.

Possibly, possibly,

it's something to consider.

Don't be too long.

No, no, not too long.

Off you go.

Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour

of our death, Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace

the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour

of our death, Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace

the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour

of our death Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace

the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour

of our death Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace

the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour

of our death Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace

the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour

of our death Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace

the Lord is with thee...

They ain't just forgotten

about us, have they, Bootsy?

You're not off there mate,

us and a right few others.

God knows how many

trapped below deck.

- What we going to do then?

- You a Catholic?

- No.

- Me neither, what's it matter

now, come on -

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour

of our death Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace

the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb Jesus.

- I'm for jumping.

- I'm for sliding down.

You might land on a deck chair

or something and hurt yourself.

Yeah, you might get pulled

under by the suction.

Well, we'll see who's right.

See you in New York, maybe.

Nice meeting you.

It's locked, it's locked.

There's no way out here,

go back.

Our Father who art in Heaven,

hallowed be thy name,

thy kingdom come,

thy will be done on Earth

as it is in Heaven,

give us this day...

Our Father who art in Heaven,

hallowed be thy name,

thy kingdom come,

thy will be done on Earth

as it is in Heaven, give us

this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those

who trespass against us.

And lead us not to temptation...

Hail Mary, full of grace

the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour

of our death, Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace...

Get moving, come on!

Move it, come on, move!

Now over the side!

We may be able to load it

in the water!

...but deliver us

from evil, amen.

Martin!

Don't look.

Over here!

Get over here!

Move, move!

Help me!

Help!

Mind that oar there.

Sorry.

Come on.

Help!

Come on!

Grab the rope.

Help!

Help me!

Help!

Help me!

She's gone.

God Almighty.

We got to go back.

- We got to go back and help!

- Like hell we will.

They'd only tip us over.

They'd pull us down.

Give me the tiller.

You take over an oar

for a change.

Look, I'm in charge here.

Now sit down and row,

sit down, damn you!

- You're talking to a lady.

- I know who I'm talking to.

Coward.

There's nothing more

we can do for them!

We took all we could

out of the water.

We'll get swamped if we go back.

What's the use

in any more dying?

That's no help to anyone.

Come on, Emma, come on.

Come on, Emma.

What I notice more than

anything else is the silence.

I suppose I expected sobbing

or screaming or I don't know.

Everyone's so quiet.

Perhaps it hasn't hit them yet.

I know it hasn't hit me.

Perhaps they're still

hearing that sound.

I know I'll never stop

hearing it.

And I keep looking

for certain faces.

- The sad librarian.

- I know.

I did so hope little Alfie

might have come through.

The lift boy.

It was his first voyage,

he loved the sea.

Rumor has it that

Mr. Ismay is in shock

and they've got him

under sedation.

He supposed to have said

to somebody,

"I have no right to be alive.

Women and children

are dead."

You can't feel guilty

to be alive.

You didn't plow

that ship full speed

through an icefield you knew

was there in the dead of night.

Or let it sail with

thousands of people on board

and only enough lifeboats

for a few hundred.

Who lays down the law

about a thing like that anyway?

British Board of Trade.

Well, then let the British

Board of Trade feel guilty.

Of course they'll have

some routine lull inquiry

and give themselves a nice,

soothing coat of whitewash.

Nothing will have changed.

Everything will go on

just exactly as it was.

Not everything.

What about us?

Shall we ever be the same again?

I wonder.

Shall we ever be able

to look at the world

in quite the same way?

I'll never see it

as safe and snug,

if that's what you mean.

None of us will.

They never did, of course.

For them it's always been

perilous and unjust.

In a way, one might

almost envy them

the fact they have no illusions

to be disabused of.

But they...

I should think they, especially,

have had a shocking glimpse

of the underside of things.

The Titanic was a way of life

designed especially for them.

Safe, snug, and teeming

with creature comforts.

And it's crumbled under them.

Good afternoon, ladies,

I'm Mrs. Ogden from New York.

I'm just one of the passengers

on the Carpathia

trying to do my bit,

I've got hot coffee here

and sandwiches?

Now, come on.

You've got to have

some nourishment after all.

Come on, dear,

you set them an example.

Please don't do that.

Just give it to somebody else,

won't you please.

Every one of these ladies

has just lost her husband.

I know that, son.

I know how I'd feel

in their place.

And believe me, my heart

goes out to you, all of you.

But you've got to go on living.

You just have to say

to yourself it was God's will.

Whatever you do,

you must never lose faith

in the infinite wisdom

and mercy of the Lord.

- Coffee?

- No coffee.

No God either.

God went down with the Titanic.

S.O.S. Titanic (1979) - full transcript