Narrator: A philosopher once asked, "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really... "Do the stars gaze back?" Now *that's* a question.
Yvaine: The little I know about love is that it's unconditional. It's not something you can buy.
Tristan: Hang on! This wasn't about me buying her love. This was a way for me to prove to her how I felt.
Yvaine: Ah... And what's she doing to prove how she feels about you?
Tristan: Well... Look, Yvaine, you'll understand when you meet her, all right? If we don't get murdered by pirates first.
Yvaine: Mmm... Murdered by pirates. Heart torn out and eaten. Meet Victoria. I can't quite decide which sounds more fun...
Lamia: Seek all you wish.
Lamia: [casting a spell] You shall not see the star, touch it, smell or hear it. You will not perceive her even if she stands before you. Pray you never meet me again, Ditchwater Sal.
Tristan: You ever heard the expression "Be careful of what you wish for"?
Yvaine: You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say, Tristan is... I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.
Yvaine: Are you tempted?
Tristan: Tempted, by what?
Yvaine: Immortality. Let's say it wasn't *my* heart. Not me. Just a star you didn't know.
Tristan: You seriously think I could kill anyone?
Tristan: I mean, even if I could... Everlasting life? I imagine it would be kind of lonely. Well, maybe if you had someone to share it with. Someone you loved. Then it might be different.
Narrator: They ruled for 80 years. But no man can live forever, except he who possesses the heart of a star, and Yvaine had given hers to Tristan completely. When their children and grandchildren were grown, it was time to light the Babylon Candle.
[there is a flash of light from inside the royal quarters, the camera then pans up to the sky where two brighter stars have appeared]
Narrator: And they still live happily ever after.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Memorable quotes for Life Is Beautiful Movie
Guido: You can lose all your points for any one of three things. One: If you cry. Two: If you ask to see your mother. Three: If you're hungry and ask for a snack! Forget it!
Guido: What kind of place is this? It's beautiful: Pigeons fly, women fall from the sky! I'm moving here!
Guido: Buon giorno, Principessa!
Guido: I forgot to tell you.
Dora: Go ahead.
Guido: You can't imagine how much I feel like making love to you. But I'll never tell anyone, especially not you. They'd have to torture me to make me say it.
Dora: Say what?
Guido: That I want to make love to you - not just once, but over and over again! But I'll never tell you that. I'd have to be crazy to tell you. I'd even make love to you now... right here for the rest of my life.
Guido: What are your political views?
Other Man: [speaking to his two sons] Benito, Adolf! Sit Down!... Sorry Guido, what did you say?
Dr. Lessing: Fat, fat, ugly, ugly, all yellow in truth, if you ask me where I am I answer "here, here, here". Walking I make poo poo, who am I?
Giosué Orefice: "No Jews or Dogs Allowed." Why do all the shops say, "No Jews Allowed"?
Guido: Oh, that. "Not Allowed" signs are the latest trend! The other day, I was in a shop with my friend the kangaroo, but their sign said, "No Kangaroos Allowed," and I said to my friend, "Well, what can I do? They don't allow kangaroos."
Giosué Orefice: Why doesn't our shop have a "Not Allowed" sign?
Guido: Well, tomorrow, we'll put one up. We won't let in anything we don't like. What don't you like?
Giosué Orefice: Spiders.
Guido: Good. I don't like Visigoths. Tomorrow, we'll get sign: "No Spiders or Visigoths Allowed."
Guido: [being shipped to a concentration camp] You've never ridden on a train, have you? They're fantastic! Everybody stands up, close together, and there are no seats!
Giosué Orefice: There aren't any seats?
Guido: Seats? On a train? It's obvious you've never ridden one before! No, everybody's packed in, standing up. Look at this line to get on! Hey, we've got tickets, save room for us!
Dora: My husband and son are on that train. I want to get on that train. Did you hear me? I want to get on that train.
Giosué Orefice: Look, they stopped the train to let Mom get on.
Guido: Dora...
Giosué Orefice: I didn't like the train.
Guido: [to his son] Me, neither. We'll take the bus back, okay?
Guido: [to the Nazis] Did you hear that? We're taking the bus back!
Guido: The prize is... the prize is...
Eliseo Orefice: A tank.
Guido: Yes! Yes, the prize is a tank.
Giosué Orefice: I already have one.
Guido: No, a real one.
Giosué Orefice: A real tank?
Giosué Orefice: [watching his uncle being sent to the gas chamber] Where is Uncle going?
Guido: Uh... oh, he's playing on a different team. Goodbye, Uncle!
Giosué Orefice: Goodbye, Uncle.
Bartolomeo: They are looking for someone who speaks German, to translate their instructions.
Guido: Me! I'll do it, I'll translate!
Bartolomeo: Do you speak German?
Guido: No.
Guido: [pretending to translate] The game starts now. You have to score one thousand points. If you do that, you take home a tank with a big gun. Each day we will announce the scores from that loudspeaker. The one who has the fewest points will have to wear a sign that says "Jackass" on his back. There are three ways to lose points. One, turning into a big crybaby. Two, telling us you want to see your mommy. Three, saying you're hungry and want something to eat.
Dora: At least they don't make the children and old people work.
Female Prisoner: They don't make them work because they kill them! One day, you will hear a lady calling, "Kids, come take a shower," then they gas them!
Giosué Orefice: Daddy, I cannot find any of the other kids, and a lady came telling me to take a shower.
Guido: That's a good idea. You go take a shower.
Giosué Orefice: No!
Guido: Go take a shower!
Giosué Orefice: No!
Giosué Orefice: Buttons and soap.
Guido: What?
Giosué Orefice: They turn us into buttons and soap.
Guido: Who told you that?
Giosué Orefice: An old man was crying. He said they turn us into buttons and soap. They burn us all up in ovens.
Guido: How ridiculous. They were just teasing you! There are wood ovens, but there are no people ovens. Putting people in ovens creates too much smoke.
Giosué Orefice: [to his father] I don't believe you.
Guido: If you speak my name, I vanish. What am I? Silence.
Guido: [carrying his son through the camp] You are such a good boy. You sleep now. Dream sweet dreams. Maybe we are both dreaming. Maybe this is all a dream, and in the morning, Mommy will wake us up with milk and cookies. Then, after we eat, I will make love to her two or three times. If I can.
Giosué Orefice: Daddy, you scared me to death!
Giosuè as an adult in re-edited version: This is the sacrifice my father made for me.
Giosué Orefice: [narrating as an adult] This is a simple story... but not an easy one to tell.
Giosué Orefice: When can I see Mama?
Guido: When the game's over.
[after arriving in the deserted concentration camp in a tank, trying to speak to an Italian boy in English]
U.S. Tank Soldier: You have no idea what I'm saying, do you?
Guido: Dr. Lessing!
Dr. Lessing: Hello!
[notices the flowers]
Dr. Lessing: What are the flowers for?
Guido: [thinks fast] Ah... for your departure!
[hands him the flowers]
Dr. Lessing: Thank you!
Dr. Lessing: I have something important to tell you. Wait for my signal.
Giosué Orefice: [narrating as an adult] This is my story. This is the sacrifice my father made. This was his gift to me.
Giosué Orefice: We won!
Dora: Yes, we won! Its true.
Giosué Orefice: We got a thousand points and we won the game! Daddy and me came in first and now we won the real tank! We won! We won!
Guido: What kind of place is this? It's beautiful: Pigeons fly, women fall from the sky! I'm moving here!
Guido: Buon giorno, Principessa!
Guido: I forgot to tell you.
Dora: Go ahead.
Guido: You can't imagine how much I feel like making love to you. But I'll never tell anyone, especially not you. They'd have to torture me to make me say it.
Dora: Say what?
Guido: That I want to make love to you - not just once, but over and over again! But I'll never tell you that. I'd have to be crazy to tell you. I'd even make love to you now... right here for the rest of my life.
Guido: What are your political views?
Other Man: [speaking to his two sons] Benito, Adolf! Sit Down!... Sorry Guido, what did you say?
Dr. Lessing: Fat, fat, ugly, ugly, all yellow in truth, if you ask me where I am I answer "here, here, here". Walking I make poo poo, who am I?
Giosué Orefice: "No Jews or Dogs Allowed." Why do all the shops say, "No Jews Allowed"?
Guido: Oh, that. "Not Allowed" signs are the latest trend! The other day, I was in a shop with my friend the kangaroo, but their sign said, "No Kangaroos Allowed," and I said to my friend, "Well, what can I do? They don't allow kangaroos."
Giosué Orefice: Why doesn't our shop have a "Not Allowed" sign?
Guido: Well, tomorrow, we'll put one up. We won't let in anything we don't like. What don't you like?
Giosué Orefice: Spiders.
Guido: Good. I don't like Visigoths. Tomorrow, we'll get sign: "No Spiders or Visigoths Allowed."
Guido: [being shipped to a concentration camp] You've never ridden on a train, have you? They're fantastic! Everybody stands up, close together, and there are no seats!
Giosué Orefice: There aren't any seats?
Guido: Seats? On a train? It's obvious you've never ridden one before! No, everybody's packed in, standing up. Look at this line to get on! Hey, we've got tickets, save room for us!
Dora: My husband and son are on that train. I want to get on that train. Did you hear me? I want to get on that train.
Giosué Orefice: Look, they stopped the train to let Mom get on.
Guido: Dora...
Giosué Orefice: I didn't like the train.
Guido: [to his son] Me, neither. We'll take the bus back, okay?
Guido: [to the Nazis] Did you hear that? We're taking the bus back!
Guido: The prize is... the prize is...
Eliseo Orefice: A tank.
Guido: Yes! Yes, the prize is a tank.
Giosué Orefice: I already have one.
Guido: No, a real one.
Giosué Orefice: A real tank?
Giosué Orefice: [watching his uncle being sent to the gas chamber] Where is Uncle going?
Guido: Uh... oh, he's playing on a different team. Goodbye, Uncle!
Giosué Orefice: Goodbye, Uncle.
Bartolomeo: They are looking for someone who speaks German, to translate their instructions.
Guido: Me! I'll do it, I'll translate!
Bartolomeo: Do you speak German?
Guido: No.
Guido: [pretending to translate] The game starts now. You have to score one thousand points. If you do that, you take home a tank with a big gun. Each day we will announce the scores from that loudspeaker. The one who has the fewest points will have to wear a sign that says "Jackass" on his back. There are three ways to lose points. One, turning into a big crybaby. Two, telling us you want to see your mommy. Three, saying you're hungry and want something to eat.
Dora: At least they don't make the children and old people work.
Female Prisoner: They don't make them work because they kill them! One day, you will hear a lady calling, "Kids, come take a shower," then they gas them!
Giosué Orefice: Daddy, I cannot find any of the other kids, and a lady came telling me to take a shower.
Guido: That's a good idea. You go take a shower.
Giosué Orefice: No!
Guido: Go take a shower!
Giosué Orefice: No!
Giosué Orefice: Buttons and soap.
Guido: What?
Giosué Orefice: They turn us into buttons and soap.
Guido: Who told you that?
Giosué Orefice: An old man was crying. He said they turn us into buttons and soap. They burn us all up in ovens.
Guido: How ridiculous. They were just teasing you! There are wood ovens, but there are no people ovens. Putting people in ovens creates too much smoke.
Giosué Orefice: [to his father] I don't believe you.
Guido: If you speak my name, I vanish. What am I? Silence.
Guido: [carrying his son through the camp] You are such a good boy. You sleep now. Dream sweet dreams. Maybe we are both dreaming. Maybe this is all a dream, and in the morning, Mommy will wake us up with milk and cookies. Then, after we eat, I will make love to her two or three times. If I can.
Giosué Orefice: Daddy, you scared me to death!
Giosuè as an adult in re-edited version: This is the sacrifice my father made for me.
Giosué Orefice: [narrating as an adult] This is a simple story... but not an easy one to tell.
Giosué Orefice: When can I see Mama?
Guido: When the game's over.
[after arriving in the deserted concentration camp in a tank, trying to speak to an Italian boy in English]
U.S. Tank Soldier: You have no idea what I'm saying, do you?
Guido: Dr. Lessing!
Dr. Lessing: Hello!
[notices the flowers]
Dr. Lessing: What are the flowers for?
Guido: [thinks fast] Ah... for your departure!
[hands him the flowers]
Dr. Lessing: Thank you!
Dr. Lessing: I have something important to tell you. Wait for my signal.
Giosué Orefice: [narrating as an adult] This is my story. This is the sacrifice my father made. This was his gift to me.
Giosué Orefice: We won!
Dora: Yes, we won! Its true.
Giosué Orefice: We got a thousand points and we won the game! Daddy and me came in first and now we won the real tank! We won! We won!
Memorable quotes for Dear John Movie
John Tyree: Two weeks together, that's all it took, two weeks for me to fall for you.
Savannah Curtis: The saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all.
Savannah Curtis: See you soon then.
John Tyree: No matter where you are in the world,the moon is never bigger than your thumb.
Savannah Curtis: You don't scare me John.
John Tyree: Well you scare me.
John Tyree: So there's something else I wanna tell you. Right before everything went black, you wanna know the very last thing that entered my mind? You.
John Tyree: You're starting to make me a little nervous.
Savannah Curtis: Why am I starting to make you nervous?
John Tyree: Because I'm starting to think you might be too good of a person for me.
Savannah Curtis: Oh. No, I'm not that good of a person.
John Tyree: You're sneaking off every day to do manual labor on a house for charity. On your spring break.
Savannah Curtis: Yeah, you're right. It's selfish, really, me being this generous.
John Tyree: But no, seriously. You don't drink, you don't smoke.
Savannah Curtis: Nope. Nope.
John Tyree: You probably don't sleep around.
Savannah Curtis: Absolutely not.
John Tyree: Okay, look, you gotta have a fault.
Savannah Curtis: I do.
John Tyree: Okay, care to enlighten me?
Savannah Curtis: I curse.
John Tyree: No, you don't.
Savannah Curtis: Yes, I do.
John Tyree: I haven't heard you.
Savannah Curtis: Well, that's because it's in my mind. There's a never-ending stream of curse words that I'm thinking at all times.
John Tyree: Okay, fine, just say one then.
Savannah Curtis: No, I can't tell you because it's filthy.
John Tyree: Right.
Savannah Curtis: Yeah.
John Tyree: Okay, all right. Fair enough.
Savannah Curtis: No, I have faults, John. Trust me, I have plenty of them. You'll see.
Savannah Curtis: I hope so.
Savannah Curtis: The problem with time, I've learned, whether it's those first two weeks I got to spend with you, or the final two months I got to spend with him, eventually time always runs out. I have no idea where you are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago. No matter how many years go by, I know one thing to be as true as ever was - I'll see you soon then.
Savannah Curtis: The saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all.
Savannah Curtis: See you soon then.
John Tyree: No matter where you are in the world,the moon is never bigger than your thumb.
Savannah Curtis: You don't scare me John.
John Tyree: Well you scare me.
John Tyree: So there's something else I wanna tell you. Right before everything went black, you wanna know the very last thing that entered my mind? You.
John Tyree: You're starting to make me a little nervous.
Savannah Curtis: Why am I starting to make you nervous?
John Tyree: Because I'm starting to think you might be too good of a person for me.
Savannah Curtis: Oh. No, I'm not that good of a person.
John Tyree: You're sneaking off every day to do manual labor on a house for charity. On your spring break.
Savannah Curtis: Yeah, you're right. It's selfish, really, me being this generous.
John Tyree: But no, seriously. You don't drink, you don't smoke.
Savannah Curtis: Nope. Nope.
John Tyree: You probably don't sleep around.
Savannah Curtis: Absolutely not.
John Tyree: Okay, look, you gotta have a fault.
Savannah Curtis: I do.
John Tyree: Okay, care to enlighten me?
Savannah Curtis: I curse.
John Tyree: No, you don't.
Savannah Curtis: Yes, I do.
John Tyree: I haven't heard you.
Savannah Curtis: Well, that's because it's in my mind. There's a never-ending stream of curse words that I'm thinking at all times.
John Tyree: Okay, fine, just say one then.
Savannah Curtis: No, I can't tell you because it's filthy.
John Tyree: Right.
Savannah Curtis: Yeah.
John Tyree: Okay, all right. Fair enough.
Savannah Curtis: No, I have faults, John. Trust me, I have plenty of them. You'll see.
Savannah Curtis: I hope so.
Savannah Curtis: The problem with time, I've learned, whether it's those first two weeks I got to spend with you, or the final two months I got to spend with him, eventually time always runs out. I have no idea where you are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago. No matter how many years go by, I know one thing to be as true as ever was - I'll see you soon then.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Memorable quotes for Titanic Movie
Fabrizio: I can see the Statue of Liberty already!... Very small, of course.
Molly Brown: You shine up like a new penny.
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.
Jack: That's the one good thing about Paris: there's a lot of girls willing to take their clothes off.
[Rose shows Jack her engagement ring]
Jack: God! Look at that thing! You would've gone straight to the bottom.
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.
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]
Jack: Where to, Miss?
Rose: To the stars.
Smith: Clear.
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Yes. I don't think I've ever seen such a flat calm.
Smith: Like a mill pond, not a breath of wind.
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: It will make the bergs harder to see... with no breaking water at the base.
Smith: Hmm. Well, I'm off. Mantain speed and heading, Mr. Lightoller.
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Yes, sir.
[first lines]
Brock Lovett: Thirteen meters; you should see it.
Brock Lovett: [seeing the shipwreck come into view for the first time] OK; take her up and over the bow rail.
Jack: [waving to people as the TITANIC sets off] Goodbye!
Fabrizio: You know somebody?
Jack: Of course not! That's the point! Goodbye, I'll miss you!
Fabrizio: Goodbye! I'm gonna never forget you!
Rose: I don't know the steps!
Jack: Neither do I! Just go with it!
Rose: It's so unfair.
Ruth: Of course it's unfair. We're women. Our choices are never easy.
[climbing an on-deck staircase to the stern as the ship is about to sink]
Male Passenger: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...
Jack: You want to walk a little faster through that valley there?
Rose: 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.
Jack: 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: [on seeing the upended Titanic] God Almighty.
Jack: 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 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.
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.
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.
Bert Cartmell: It's a big boat, huh?
Cora Cartmell: Daddy, it's a ship!
Bert Cartmell: You're right.
Rose: The last thing I need is another picture of me looking like a porcelain doll.
Jack: I'm the king of the world!
[Upon boarding the ship with Fabrizio]
Jack: We are the luckiest sons of bitches in the world, you know that?
Ruth: So this is the ship they say is unsinkable.
Cal Hockley: It is unsinkable. God himself could not sink this ship.
Rose: Teach me to ride like a man.
Jack: And chew tobacco like a man.
Rose: And spit like a man!
Jack: What, they didn't teach you that in finishing school?
Cal Hockley: Where are you going? To him? To be a whore to a gutter rat?
Rose: I'd rather be his whore than your wife.
Jack: This is crazy.
Rose: I know. It doesn't make any sense. That's why I trust it.
[as Jack sketches her in the nude]
Rose: I believe you are blushing, Mr. Big Artiste. I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing.
Jack: He does landscapes.
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?
Ruth: Tell us of the accommodations in steerage, Mr. Dawson. I hear they are quite good on this ship.
Jack: The best I've seen, ma'am. Hardly any rats.
[being offered a lifebelt]
Benjamin Guggenheim: No, thank you. We are dressed in our best and are prepared to go down as gentlemen. But, we would like a brandy.
Tommy Ryan: Music to drown by. Now I know I'm in first class.
Thomas Andrews: The pumps will buy you time, but minutes only. From this moment on, no matter what we do, Titanic will founder.
Ismay: But this ship can't sink!
Thomas Andrews: She is made of iron, sir. I assure you, she can. And she *will*. It is a mathematical certainty.
Tommy Ryan: That's typical. First class dogs come down here to take a shite.
Jack: That's so we know where we rank in the scheme of things.
Tommy Ryan: Like we could forget.
Ruth: Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they aren't 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, 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!
Cal Hockley: You're a good liar.
Jack: Almost as good as you.
Old Rose: I saw my whole life as if I had 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: I know what you must be thinking. "Poor little rich girl, what does she know about misery?"
Jack: No, no, that's not what I was thinking. What I was thinking was, what could've happened to this girl to make her feel she had no way out?
Rose: J.J., Madeline, this is Jack Dawson.
Astor: Hello, Jack. Are you of the Boston Dawsons?
Jack: No, the, uh, Chippewa Falls Dawsons, actually.
Astor: Oh yes...
Rose: I love you, Jack.
Jack: Don't you do that, don't say your good-byes.
Rose: I'm so cold.
Jack: Listen, Rose. You're gonna get out of here, you're gonna go on and make lots of babies, and you're gonna watch them grow. You're gonna die an old... an old lady warm in her bed, but 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, Rose. 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. I'll never let go, Jack.
Cal Hockley: [stuffs coat with money and diamond] I make my own luck.
Lovejoy: [shows gun] So do I.
Brock Lovett: Dive six, here we are again on the deck of Titanic. Two and a half miles down. Three-thousand, eight hundred and twenty-one meters. The pressure outside is three thousand pounds per square inch. These windows are nine inches thick, and if they go, it's sayonara in two micro-seconds.
Jack: I don't know about you, but I intend on writing a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all of this.
[Looking at a salvaged hand mirror]
Old Rose: This was mine. How extraordinary! And it looks the same as it did last time I saw it... The reflection's changed a bit.
Old Rose: It's been 84 years, and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the Ship of Dreams, and it was. It really was.
Tommy Ryan: Ah, forget it, boyo. You're as like to have angels fly out your arse as get next to the likes of her.
[last lines]
Brock Lovett: Three years, I've thought of nothing except Titanic; but I never got it... I never let it in.
Lewis Bodine: Incredible. There's Smith and he's standing there and he's got the iceberg warning in his fucking hand, excuse me, his hand, and he's ordering MORE SPEED.
Brock Lovett: 26 years of experience working against him. He figures anything big enough to sink the ship they're gonna see in time to turn. The ship's too big with too small a rudder. It doesn't corner worth a damn. Everything he knows is wrong.
Thomas Andrews: I'm sorry I didn't build you a stronger ship, young Rose.
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.
Rose: Mr. Andrews, forgive me. I did this sum in my head and with the number of lifeboats times the capacity you mentioned, forgive me, but it seems that there aren't enough for everyone aboard.
Thomas Andrews: 'Bout half, actually. Rose, you miss nothing, do you?
[about his silverware during dinner]
Jack: Are these all for me?
Molly Brown: Just start from the outside and work your way in.
Rose: Hello Jack. I changed my mind. They said you might be out here.
Jack: 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.
Rose: I'm not.
Jack: Step up on the railing. Hold on, hold on. Keep your eyes closed. Do you trust me?
Rose: I trust you.
[Jack opens Rose's arms]
Jack: All right. Open your eyes.
Rose: [gasp] I'm flying, Jack!
[Jack starts singing]
Jack: Come, Josephine, in my flying machine, going up, she goes up, up she goes.
[they kiss]
Molly Brown: Why do they always have to announce dinner like a damned cavalry charge?
Thomas Andrews: Sleep soundly young Rose for I have built you a good ship, strong and true, she has all the lifeboats you need.
Molly Brown: There's plenty of room for more.
Robert Hitchins: Yes, and there will be one less on this boat if you don't shut that hole in your face
Lookout Frederick Fleet: [spots an iceberg ahead of the ship and calls into the wheelhouse] Pick up you bastards!
6th Officer Moody: [comes into the wheelhouse with a cup of tea in hand and answers the phone]
Lookout Frederick Fleet: Is there anyone there?
6th Officer Moody: Yes, what do you see?
Lookout Frederick Fleet: Iceberg, right ahead!
6th Officer Moody: Thank you.
[hangs up phone]
6th Officer Moody: [rushes out to the deck to notify 1st Officer William Murdoch] Iceberg right ahead!
6th Officer Moody, 1st Officer William Murdoch: Hard a'starboard!
[after the collision]
Jack: This is bad!
[Jack is kissing Rose's hand]
Jack: I saw that in a nickelodeon once and I've always wanted to do it.
Fifth Officer Lowe: Is there anyone alive out there? Can anyone hear me?
[Rose is about to cut Jack free with an axe]
Jack: Wait, wait, wait! Take a couple practice swings over there.
[Rose chops a hole in a cupboard door]
Jack: Good! Now try and hit the same mark again.
[Rose chops again, missing the first hole by about 3 feet]
Jack: Okay, that's enough practice.
Rose: You have a gift Jack, you do. You see people.
Jack: I see you.
Rose: And?
Jack: You wouldn't have jumped.
[after Jack "rescues" Rose from her suicide attempt, he holds Lovejoy back to scab some cigarettes]
Lovejoy: You'll want to tie those.
[He points at Jack's boots]
Lovejoy: It's interesting. The young lady slipped so suddenly and you still had time to remove your jacket and your shoes.
Ruth: Tea, Trudy!
Trudy Bolt: Yes, ma'am.
Ruth: You're not to see that boy again. Do you understand me? Rose, I forbid it.
Rose: Oh stop it, mother. You'll give yourself a nose bleed.
Jack: Where to, Miss?
Rose: To stars.
Jack: Do you love him?
Rose: Pardon me?
Jack: Do you love him?
Rose: Well, you're being very rude. You shouldn't be asking me this.
Jack: 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.
[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?
[after Jack saves Rose]
Col. Archibald Gracie: Well, the boy's a hero! Good for you, son. Well done.
[after the first class dinner, Jack gives Rose a note]
Jack: So, you wanna go to a real party?
[Rose throws a dime to Jack]
Rose: As a paying customer, I expect to get what I want.
Smith: Take her to sea, Mr. Murdoch. Let's stretch her legs.
Bobby Buell: Brock! Brock! There's a satellite call for you.
Brock Lovett: Bobby, we're launching now. See these submersibles going into the water?
[motions to the subs]
Bobby Buell: Trust me, buddy, you wanna take this call.
[nods seriously as Bobby walks towards the satelitte phone]
Brock Lovett: This better be good.
[follows Bobby to the satellite phone]
Bobby Buell: Now, ya gotta speak up, she's kinda old.
Brock Lovett: Great.
[picks up phone]
Brock Lovett: This is Brock Lovett. How can I help you, Mrs...?
[turns to Bobby]
Bobby Buell: Calvert. Rose Calvert.
Brock Lovett: ...Mrs. Calvert?
Old Rose: I was just wondering if you had found the "Heart of the Ocean" yet, Mr. Lovett.
Brock Lovett: [turns to Bobby, completely shocked]
Bobby Buell: Told ya ya wanted to take the call.
Brock Lovett: All right, you have my attention, Rose. Can you tell us who the woman in the picture is?
Old Rose: Oh yes, the woman in the picture is me.
[Old Rose is telling Lovett and his crew about the Titanic]
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 and Fabrizio are playing poker in a bar in front of the port]
Jack: All right, the moment of truth. Somebody's life is about to change. Fabrizio? Niente.
Fabrizio: Niente.
Jack: Olaf? Nothing. Sven? Oh... two pairs. I'm sorry, Fabrizio.
Fabrizio: Que sorry, mavafanculo! You bet all our money!
Jack: I'm sorry, you're not gonna see your mom again for a long time, 'cause we're going to America, full house boys! Wohoo!
Jack: Wait! We're passengers! We're passengers!
[flushed and panting, Jack waves the tickets as he and Fabrizio run up the ramp to the 3rd class gangway entrance]
6th Officer Moody: [looks at the tickets as Jack and Fabrizio reach the end of the ramp] Have you been through the inspection queue?
Jack: [lying] Of course! Anyway, we don't have lice, we're Americans.
[motions the tickets back and forth between himself and Fabrizio]
Jack: Both of us.
6th Officer Moody: [nods] Right. Come aboard.
Countess of Rothes: [coming out of her stateroom with a confused look on her face; sees a steward and stops him] Excuse me, why have the engines stopped? I felt a shudder.
Steward #1: [calmly] I shouldn't worry ma'am. We've likely thrown a propeller blade, that's the shudder you felt. May I bring you anything?
Countess of Rothes: [is distracted for a moment as Thomas Andrews passes by in a nervous hurry with an armload of the ship's plans under one arm; redirecting her attention back to the steward as he disappears] N-no, thank you.
[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.
[During the first class dinner]
Waiter: How do you take your caviar, sir?
Jack: No caviar for me, thanks. Never did like it much.
[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.
[Rose is drinking black beer]
Rose: What? Do you think a first class girl can't drink?
[Rose shows Jack the diamond]
Rose: Jack, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls. Wearing this...
Jack: All right.
Rose: Wearing "only" this.
Old Rose: [about Jack drawing her naked] My heart was pounding the whole time. It was the most erotic moment of my life. Up until then, at least.
Lewis Bodine: So what happened next?
Old Rose: You mean, did we "do it"? Sorry to disappoint you Mr. Bodine, but Jack was very professional.
[Jack and Rose are inside the car]
Jack: Are you nervous?
Rose: No. Put your hands on me, Jack.
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Irish Boy: What are we doing, mommy?
Irish Mother: We're just waiting, dear. When they're finished putting first class people in the boat, they'll be starting with us. And we ought to be ready, oughtn't we?
[Irish Girl nods]
[Jack and Rose break a door while the ship is sinking]
Employee: Hey! What do you think you're doing? You'll have to pay for that, you know? That's White Star Line property.
Jack, Rose: Shut up!
[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.
Jack: We'll think of something.
[the Titanic is about to sink]
Rose: Jack! This is where we first met.
[Talking about Caledon Hockley]
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.
[as the Carpathia is arriving in New York]
Carpathia Steward: Can I take your name, please love?
Rose: Dawson, Rose Dawson.
Musician: What's the use? Nobody's listening to us anyway.
Wallace Hartley: Well, they don't listen to us at dinner either.
Lewis Bodine: She's a goddamn liar! Some nutcase seeking money or publicity, God only knows what. Like that Russian babe, Anesthesia.
[Mistaken name, intentionally kept in the scene]
Lewis Bodine: [walking towards the helicopter with Bobby following behind]
Lewis Bodine: Rose DeWitt Bukater died on the Titanic when she was seventeen, right?
Brock Lovett: That's right.
Lewis Bodine: If she had lived, she'd be over a hundred by now.
Brock Lovett: One-hundred and one next month.
Lewis Bodine: Okay, so she's a very OLD goddamn liar! Look, I've already done the background on this woman all the way back to the twenties, when she was working as an actress. An actress! There's your first clue, Sherlock! Her name was Rose Dawson back then. Then she marries this guy named Calvert, they move to Cedar Rapids and she punches out a couple of kids. Now Calvert's dead, and from what I hear Cedar Rapids is dead!
Brock Lovett: And everyone who knows about the diamond is supposed to be dead, or on this boat, but she knows!
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Get Back I Say, or I'll shoot you all like dogs! Keep order here! Keep order I say. Mr. Lowe, man this boat.
Jack: [stepping into the water after Rose rescues him] Oh shit this is cold! Shit, shit, shit.
Cal Hockley: [laughing] I put the diamond in the coat.
[pauses]
Cal Hockley: I put the coat on her.
4th Officer Joseph Boxhall: [as Titanic plunges down into the icy waters of the ocean, boat 2 rows away] Bloody pull faster and pull!
Cal Hockley: A real man makes his own luck.
[having encountered a mother and baby, frozen to death in the water]
Fifth Officer Lowe: We waited too long.
[addressing stewards who have locked the steerage passengers below decks as the ship is sinking]
Tommy Ryan: You can't keep us locked up in here like animals - the ship's bloody sinking!
Lovejoy: What could possibly be funny?
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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 Irish Woman: Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
Rose: I'm through being polite, goddammit! Now, take me down.
Rose: [whispering to Jack] Next it will be brandys in the smoking room.
Col. Archibald Gracie: [to everybody] Join me in a brandy, gentlemen?
Rose: [whispering to Jack] They are retreating into a cloud of smoke where they will congratulate each other on being masters of the universe.
Rose, Jack: [singing wrong words] Come Josephine on/in my flying machine, and it's/going up she goes! Up she goes! Balancing Ba/Something 'bout a bird on a beam! In the air she goes! Where? There she goes! Up! Up! A little bit higher! Oh my! The moon is on fire...
Rose: Here we are.
Jack: Right.
Rose: I don't want to go back.
[looking at the sky]
Rose: Look. It's so beautiful.
Jack: Yeah.
Rose: So vast and endless. They're so small! My crowd... They think they're giants. They're not even dust in God's eye.
Jack: You know, there's been a mistake. You got nailed to the wrong dress!
Rose: [laughs] I did, didn't I? Look! A shooting star!
Jack: Whoa, that was a long one... You know, my pops used to tell me, every time you 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: [pauses] Something I can't have. Good night, Jack.
Fabrizio: [deleted scene] Helga, you come with me now. I am very lucky is my destiny to go to America please
[kiss]
Fabrizio: Come.
Helga Dahl: [pulls back] I'm sorry
Fabrizio: I will never forget you.
Molly Brown: Do you have the slightest inclination of what you're getting into?
Jack: Not really.
Molly Brown: Well, you're about to enter the snake pit... what are you going to wear?
[nods at the clothes Jack has on. He looks down and shrugs]
Molly Brown: I thought so. Come on.
Tommy Ryan: If this is the direction the rats are going that's fine with me!
Jack: [deleted scences] 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.
Molly Brown: Nothing to it is there? Remember, they love money so pretend like you own a gold mine and you're in the club.
Rose: [deleted scenes] Look! A shooting star.
Jack: Its a long one. My pops used to tell me that every time you saw one it was a soul going to heaven.
Rose: I like that. Aren't you supposed to wish on it?
Jack: [intently] why? what would you wish for?
Rose: [pause] Something i can't have.
Molly Brown: You gonna cut her meat for her too Cal?
Rose: You used this woman several times.
Jack: She has beautiful hands, see?
Rose: I think you must have had a love affair with her.
Jack: No, just with her hands. See.
[turns page]
Jack: She was a one-legged prostitute. Ah, she had a good sense of humour though.
Jack: There uh, isn't any arrangement is there?
Cal Hockley: No, there is. Not that you'll benefit much from it. I always win Jack, one way or another.
Jack: Rose! How did you find out I didn't do it?
Rose: I didn't. I just realized I already knew.
Cal Hockley: Any room for a gentleman? Gentlemen?
Rose: I will do this with or without your help, sir... but without, it will take longer.
Thomas Andrews: Mr. Lightoller, why are the boats being launched half full?
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Not now, Mr. Andrews.
Thomas Andrews: Look, 20 or so in a boat built for 65? And I saw one boat with only 12, 12!
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Well, we weren't sure of the weight, Mr. Andrews. These boats may buckle.
Thomas Andrews: Rubbish! They were tested in Belfast with the weight of 70 men! Now, fill these boats, Mr. Lightoller, for God Sake's Man!
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Please, I need more women and children, please!
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, Madelyn, is my age and in a delicate condition. See how she's trying to hide it? Quite the scandal.
Cal Hockley: Rose is displeased... what to do?
[Rose is telling the story of how she and Jack met]
Lewis Bodine: Wait a second. You were going to kill youself by jumping off of the Titanic?
[laughing hysterically]
Lewis Bodine: All you had to do was wait two days!
Smith: [rushing to the helm after the iceberg strike] What happened, Mr. Murdoch?
1st Officer William Murdoch: Iceberg, sir. I put a hard a'starboard on the engines, full astern, but it was too close. I tried to port 'round it, but she hit.
Smith: Close the watertight doors.
1st Officer William Murdoch: They're closed, sir.
Smith: [walking on deck] *All stop!*
[to Murdoch]
Smith: Find the carpenter. Get him to sound the ship.
1st Officer William Murdoch: Yes, sir!
Ismay: [Andrews enters room with crew behind him; he lays out architectural drawings on table, with Ismay behind him] Most unfortunate, captain!
Thomas Andrews: [perspiring and trembling] Water... fourteen feet above the keel in ten minutes. In the forepeak, in all three holds and in the boiler room six.
Ismay: When can we get underway, damnit!
Thomas Andrews: That's five compartments! She can stay afloat with the first four compartments breached, but not five!
[tersely to Smith]
Thomas Andrews: Not five. As she goes down by the head, the water will spill over the tops of the bulkheads at E deck from one to the next. Back and back. There's no stopping it.
Smith: The pumps... if we opened the doors...
Thomas Andrews: [interrupting] The pumps buy you time, but minutes only. From this moment, no matter what we do, Titanic will founder.
Ismay: [incredulously] But this ship can't sink!
Thomas Andrews: She's made of iron, sir! I assure you, she can... and she will. It is a mathematical certainty.
Smith: How much time?
Thomas Andrews: An hour... two at most.
Smith: And how many aboard, Mr. Murdoch?
1st Officer William Murdoch: 2,200 souls on board, sir.
Smith: [turning to Ismay] Well, I believe you may get your headlines, Mr. Ismay.
Ismay: So you've not yet lit the last four boilers?
Smith: No, I don't see the need. We are making excellent time.
Ismay: The press knows the size of Titanic. Now I want them to marvel at her speed. We must give them something new to print! This maiden voyage of Titanic must make headlines!
Smith: Mr. Ismay, I would prefer not to push the engines until they've been properly run in.
Ismay: Of course, I'm just a passenger. I leave it to your good offices to decide what's best. But what a glorious end to your final crossing if we were to get to New York on Tuesday night and surprise them all! Make the morning papers. Retire with a bang, eh E.J.?
Ismay: [Smith nods reluctantly] Good man.
Lewis Bodine: [narrating an animated sequence of the Titanic's sinking on a TV monitor] Okay here we go. She hits the berg on the starboard side, right? She kind of bumps along punching holes like morse code, dit dit dit, along the side, below the water line. Then the forward compartments start to flood. Now as the water level rises it spills over the watertight bulkheads, which unfortunately don't go any higher then E deck. So now as the bow goes down, the stern rises up. Slow at first, then faster and faster until finally she's got her whole ass sticking up in the air - And that's a big ass, we're talking 20-30,000 tons. Okay? And the hull's not designed to deal with that pressure, so what happens? "KRRRRRRKKK!" She splits. Right down to the keel. And the stern falls back level. Then as the bow sinks it pulls the stern vertical and then finally detaches. Now the stern section just kind of bobs there like a cork for a couple of minutes, floods and finally goes under about 2:20am two hours and forty minutes after the collision. The bow section planes away, landing about half a mile away going about 20-30 knots when it hits the ocean floor. "BOOM, PLCCCCCGGG!"... Pretty cool huh?
Old Rose: Thank you for that fine forensic analysis, Mr. Bodine. Of course, the experience of it was... somewhat different.
Irish Mommy: And so they lived, happily together for three-hundred years. In the land of Tír na nÓg, of eternal youth and beauty.
Jack: Music to drown by? Now I know I'm in first class!
Cal Hockley: Where are you going? To him? To be a whore to a gutter rat?
Rose: I'd rather be his whore than your wife!
Ruth: The purpose of university is to find a suitable husband. Rose has already done that.
Wallace Hartley: [the band has finished playing, and Hartley tells the band that they may go for the boats. He remains behind and starts to play "Nearer My God To Thee". One by one the band comes back and plays as the scenes change. when the tune finishes, the water is about to swallow them] Gentlemen. It has been a privilege playing with you tonight.
Rose: [to Jack] When the ship docks, I'm getting off with you.
Jack: This is crazy.
Rose: I know. It doesn't make any sense. That's why I trusted.
[Jack and Rose start making out]
Old Rose: 1,500 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 1,500. Afterward, the 700 people left in the boats had nothing to do but wait... wait to die, wait to live, wait for an absolution, which would never come.
[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.
Robert Hitchins: You don't understand. If we go back, they'll swamp the boat, they'll pull us right down, I'm tellin' you!
Molly Brown: Knock it off. You're scaring me. C'mon girls! Grab an oar, let's go!
Robert Hitchins: Are you out of your mind? We're in the middle of the north Atlantic! Now do you people want to live, or do you want to die?
Molly Brown: I don't understand a one of you. What's the matter with ya? It's your men out there! There's plenty 'o room for more!
Robert Hitchins: And there'll be one less on this boat, if you don't shut that hole in your face!
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: [to panicking third class passengers trying to get into lifeboats] Get back I say! Or I'll shoot you all like dogs! Keep order! Keep order, I say.
Robert Hitchins: [deleted scene] C'mon, pull! Pull!
Smith: [Over brass megaphone] Come back! Come back to the ship! Boat 6, come back to the ship!
Molly Brown: [to other rowers] Stop! We have to go back!
Robert Hitchins: No. The suction will pull us down if we don't keep going.
Molly Brown: We've lots more room! I say we go back.
Robert Hitchins: No! It's our lives now, not theirs. And I'm in charge of this boat, madam! NOW ROW!
Smith: This is the captain! This is the captain! Come back!
[pause]
Smith: The fools.
Lewis Bodine: [as he and Mr. Lovett stare in astonishment as Cal's sunken safe] Oh baby, baby, are you seein' this, boss?
Brock Lovett: It's pay day, boys.
Molly Brown: You shine up like a new penny.
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.
Jack: That's the one good thing about Paris: there's a lot of girls willing to take their clothes off.
[Rose shows Jack her engagement ring]
Jack: God! Look at that thing! You would've gone straight to the bottom.
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.
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]
Jack: Where to, Miss?
Rose: To the stars.
Smith: Clear.
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Yes. I don't think I've ever seen such a flat calm.
Smith: Like a mill pond, not a breath of wind.
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: It will make the bergs harder to see... with no breaking water at the base.
Smith: Hmm. Well, I'm off. Mantain speed and heading, Mr. Lightoller.
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Yes, sir.
[first lines]
Brock Lovett: Thirteen meters; you should see it.
Brock Lovett: [seeing the shipwreck come into view for the first time] OK; take her up and over the bow rail.
Jack: [waving to people as the TITANIC sets off] Goodbye!
Fabrizio: You know somebody?
Jack: Of course not! That's the point! Goodbye, I'll miss you!
Fabrizio: Goodbye! I'm gonna never forget you!
Rose: I don't know the steps!
Jack: Neither do I! Just go with it!
Rose: It's so unfair.
Ruth: Of course it's unfair. We're women. Our choices are never easy.
[climbing an on-deck staircase to the stern as the ship is about to sink]
Male Passenger: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...
Jack: You want to walk a little faster through that valley there?
Rose: 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.
Jack: 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: [on seeing the upended Titanic] God Almighty.
Jack: 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 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.
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.
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.
Bert Cartmell: It's a big boat, huh?
Cora Cartmell: Daddy, it's a ship!
Bert Cartmell: You're right.
Rose: The last thing I need is another picture of me looking like a porcelain doll.
Jack: I'm the king of the world!
[Upon boarding the ship with Fabrizio]
Jack: We are the luckiest sons of bitches in the world, you know that?
Ruth: So this is the ship they say is unsinkable.
Cal Hockley: It is unsinkable. God himself could not sink this ship.
Rose: Teach me to ride like a man.
Jack: And chew tobacco like a man.
Rose: And spit like a man!
Jack: What, they didn't teach you that in finishing school?
Cal Hockley: Where are you going? To him? To be a whore to a gutter rat?
Rose: I'd rather be his whore than your wife.
Jack: This is crazy.
Rose: I know. It doesn't make any sense. That's why I trust it.
[as Jack sketches her in the nude]
Rose: I believe you are blushing, Mr. Big Artiste. I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing.
Jack: He does landscapes.
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?
Ruth: Tell us of the accommodations in steerage, Mr. Dawson. I hear they are quite good on this ship.
Jack: The best I've seen, ma'am. Hardly any rats.
[being offered a lifebelt]
Benjamin Guggenheim: No, thank you. We are dressed in our best and are prepared to go down as gentlemen. But, we would like a brandy.
Tommy Ryan: Music to drown by. Now I know I'm in first class.
Thomas Andrews: The pumps will buy you time, but minutes only. From this moment on, no matter what we do, Titanic will founder.
Ismay: But this ship can't sink!
Thomas Andrews: She is made of iron, sir. I assure you, she can. And she *will*. It is a mathematical certainty.
Tommy Ryan: That's typical. First class dogs come down here to take a shite.
Jack: That's so we know where we rank in the scheme of things.
Tommy Ryan: Like we could forget.
Ruth: Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they aren't 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, 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!
Cal Hockley: You're a good liar.
Jack: Almost as good as you.
Old Rose: I saw my whole life as if I had 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: I know what you must be thinking. "Poor little rich girl, what does she know about misery?"
Jack: No, no, that's not what I was thinking. What I was thinking was, what could've happened to this girl to make her feel she had no way out?
Rose: J.J., Madeline, this is Jack Dawson.
Astor: Hello, Jack. Are you of the Boston Dawsons?
Jack: No, the, uh, Chippewa Falls Dawsons, actually.
Astor: Oh yes...
Rose: I love you, Jack.
Jack: Don't you do that, don't say your good-byes.
Rose: I'm so cold.
Jack: Listen, Rose. You're gonna get out of here, you're gonna go on and make lots of babies, and you're gonna watch them grow. You're gonna die an old... an old lady warm in her bed, but 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, Rose. 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. I'll never let go, Jack.
Cal Hockley: [stuffs coat with money and diamond] I make my own luck.
Lovejoy: [shows gun] So do I.
Brock Lovett: Dive six, here we are again on the deck of Titanic. Two and a half miles down. Three-thousand, eight hundred and twenty-one meters. The pressure outside is three thousand pounds per square inch. These windows are nine inches thick, and if they go, it's sayonara in two micro-seconds.
Jack: I don't know about you, but I intend on writing a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all of this.
[Looking at a salvaged hand mirror]
Old Rose: This was mine. How extraordinary! And it looks the same as it did last time I saw it... The reflection's changed a bit.
Old Rose: It's been 84 years, and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the Ship of Dreams, and it was. It really was.
Tommy Ryan: Ah, forget it, boyo. You're as like to have angels fly out your arse as get next to the likes of her.
[last lines]
Brock Lovett: Three years, I've thought of nothing except Titanic; but I never got it... I never let it in.
Lewis Bodine: Incredible. There's Smith and he's standing there and he's got the iceberg warning in his fucking hand, excuse me, his hand, and he's ordering MORE SPEED.
Brock Lovett: 26 years of experience working against him. He figures anything big enough to sink the ship they're gonna see in time to turn. The ship's too big with too small a rudder. It doesn't corner worth a damn. Everything he knows is wrong.
Thomas Andrews: I'm sorry I didn't build you a stronger ship, young Rose.
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.
Rose: Mr. Andrews, forgive me. I did this sum in my head and with the number of lifeboats times the capacity you mentioned, forgive me, but it seems that there aren't enough for everyone aboard.
Thomas Andrews: 'Bout half, actually. Rose, you miss nothing, do you?
[about his silverware during dinner]
Jack: Are these all for me?
Molly Brown: Just start from the outside and work your way in.
Rose: Hello Jack. I changed my mind. They said you might be out here.
Jack: 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.
Rose: I'm not.
Jack: Step up on the railing. Hold on, hold on. Keep your eyes closed. Do you trust me?
Rose: I trust you.
[Jack opens Rose's arms]
Jack: All right. Open your eyes.
Rose: [gasp] I'm flying, Jack!
[Jack starts singing]
Jack: Come, Josephine, in my flying machine, going up, she goes up, up she goes.
[they kiss]
Molly Brown: Why do they always have to announce dinner like a damned cavalry charge?
Thomas Andrews: Sleep soundly young Rose for I have built you a good ship, strong and true, she has all the lifeboats you need.
Molly Brown: There's plenty of room for more.
Robert Hitchins: Yes, and there will be one less on this boat if you don't shut that hole in your face
Lookout Frederick Fleet: [spots an iceberg ahead of the ship and calls into the wheelhouse] Pick up you bastards!
6th Officer Moody: [comes into the wheelhouse with a cup of tea in hand and answers the phone]
Lookout Frederick Fleet: Is there anyone there?
6th Officer Moody: Yes, what do you see?
Lookout Frederick Fleet: Iceberg, right ahead!
6th Officer Moody: Thank you.
[hangs up phone]
6th Officer Moody: [rushes out to the deck to notify 1st Officer William Murdoch] Iceberg right ahead!
6th Officer Moody, 1st Officer William Murdoch: Hard a'starboard!
[after the collision]
Jack: This is bad!
[Jack is kissing Rose's hand]
Jack: I saw that in a nickelodeon once and I've always wanted to do it.
Fifth Officer Lowe: Is there anyone alive out there? Can anyone hear me?
[Rose is about to cut Jack free with an axe]
Jack: Wait, wait, wait! Take a couple practice swings over there.
[Rose chops a hole in a cupboard door]
Jack: Good! Now try and hit the same mark again.
[Rose chops again, missing the first hole by about 3 feet]
Jack: Okay, that's enough practice.
Rose: You have a gift Jack, you do. You see people.
Jack: I see you.
Rose: And?
Jack: You wouldn't have jumped.
[after Jack "rescues" Rose from her suicide attempt, he holds Lovejoy back to scab some cigarettes]
Lovejoy: You'll want to tie those.
[He points at Jack's boots]
Lovejoy: It's interesting. The young lady slipped so suddenly and you still had time to remove your jacket and your shoes.
Ruth: Tea, Trudy!
Trudy Bolt: Yes, ma'am.
Ruth: You're not to see that boy again. Do you understand me? Rose, I forbid it.
Rose: Oh stop it, mother. You'll give yourself a nose bleed.
Jack: Where to, Miss?
Rose: To stars.
Jack: Do you love him?
Rose: Pardon me?
Jack: Do you love him?
Rose: Well, you're being very rude. You shouldn't be asking me this.
Jack: 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.
[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?
[after Jack saves Rose]
Col. Archibald Gracie: Well, the boy's a hero! Good for you, son. Well done.
[after the first class dinner, Jack gives Rose a note]
Jack: So, you wanna go to a real party?
[Rose throws a dime to Jack]
Rose: As a paying customer, I expect to get what I want.
Smith: Take her to sea, Mr. Murdoch. Let's stretch her legs.
Bobby Buell: Brock! Brock! There's a satellite call for you.
Brock Lovett: Bobby, we're launching now. See these submersibles going into the water?
[motions to the subs]
Bobby Buell: Trust me, buddy, you wanna take this call.
[nods seriously as Bobby walks towards the satelitte phone]
Brock Lovett: This better be good.
[follows Bobby to the satellite phone]
Bobby Buell: Now, ya gotta speak up, she's kinda old.
Brock Lovett: Great.
[picks up phone]
Brock Lovett: This is Brock Lovett. How can I help you, Mrs...?
[turns to Bobby]
Bobby Buell: Calvert. Rose Calvert.
Brock Lovett: ...Mrs. Calvert?
Old Rose: I was just wondering if you had found the "Heart of the Ocean" yet, Mr. Lovett.
Brock Lovett: [turns to Bobby, completely shocked]
Bobby Buell: Told ya ya wanted to take the call.
Brock Lovett: All right, you have my attention, Rose. Can you tell us who the woman in the picture is?
Old Rose: Oh yes, the woman in the picture is me.
[Old Rose is telling Lovett and his crew about the Titanic]
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 and Fabrizio are playing poker in a bar in front of the port]
Jack: All right, the moment of truth. Somebody's life is about to change. Fabrizio? Niente.
Fabrizio: Niente.
Jack: Olaf? Nothing. Sven? Oh... two pairs. I'm sorry, Fabrizio.
Fabrizio: Que sorry, mavafanculo! You bet all our money!
Jack: I'm sorry, you're not gonna see your mom again for a long time, 'cause we're going to America, full house boys! Wohoo!
Jack: Wait! We're passengers! We're passengers!
[flushed and panting, Jack waves the tickets as he and Fabrizio run up the ramp to the 3rd class gangway entrance]
6th Officer Moody: [looks at the tickets as Jack and Fabrizio reach the end of the ramp] Have you been through the inspection queue?
Jack: [lying] Of course! Anyway, we don't have lice, we're Americans.
[motions the tickets back and forth between himself and Fabrizio]
Jack: Both of us.
6th Officer Moody: [nods] Right. Come aboard.
Countess of Rothes: [coming out of her stateroom with a confused look on her face; sees a steward and stops him] Excuse me, why have the engines stopped? I felt a shudder.
Steward #1: [calmly] I shouldn't worry ma'am. We've likely thrown a propeller blade, that's the shudder you felt. May I bring you anything?
Countess of Rothes: [is distracted for a moment as Thomas Andrews passes by in a nervous hurry with an armload of the ship's plans under one arm; redirecting her attention back to the steward as he disappears] N-no, thank you.
[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.
[During the first class dinner]
Waiter: How do you take your caviar, sir?
Jack: No caviar for me, thanks. Never did like it much.
[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.
[Rose is drinking black beer]
Rose: What? Do you think a first class girl can't drink?
[Rose shows Jack the diamond]
Rose: Jack, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls. Wearing this...
Jack: All right.
Rose: Wearing "only" this.
Old Rose: [about Jack drawing her naked] My heart was pounding the whole time. It was the most erotic moment of my life. Up until then, at least.
Lewis Bodine: So what happened next?
Old Rose: You mean, did we "do it"? Sorry to disappoint you Mr. Bodine, but Jack was very professional.
[Jack and Rose are inside the car]
Jack: Are you nervous?
Rose: No. Put your hands on me, Jack.
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Irish Boy: What are we doing, mommy?
Irish Mother: We're just waiting, dear. When they're finished putting first class people in the boat, they'll be starting with us. And we ought to be ready, oughtn't we?
[Irish Girl nods]
[Jack and Rose break a door while the ship is sinking]
Employee: Hey! What do you think you're doing? You'll have to pay for that, you know? That's White Star Line property.
Jack, Rose: Shut up!
[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.
Jack: We'll think of something.
[the Titanic is about to sink]
Rose: Jack! This is where we first met.
[Talking about Caledon Hockley]
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.
[as the Carpathia is arriving in New York]
Carpathia Steward: Can I take your name, please love?
Rose: Dawson, Rose Dawson.
Musician: What's the use? Nobody's listening to us anyway.
Wallace Hartley: Well, they don't listen to us at dinner either.
Lewis Bodine: She's a goddamn liar! Some nutcase seeking money or publicity, God only knows what. Like that Russian babe, Anesthesia.
[Mistaken name, intentionally kept in the scene]
Lewis Bodine: [walking towards the helicopter with Bobby following behind]
Lewis Bodine: Rose DeWitt Bukater died on the Titanic when she was seventeen, right?
Brock Lovett: That's right.
Lewis Bodine: If she had lived, she'd be over a hundred by now.
Brock Lovett: One-hundred and one next month.
Lewis Bodine: Okay, so she's a very OLD goddamn liar! Look, I've already done the background on this woman all the way back to the twenties, when she was working as an actress. An actress! There's your first clue, Sherlock! Her name was Rose Dawson back then. Then she marries this guy named Calvert, they move to Cedar Rapids and she punches out a couple of kids. Now Calvert's dead, and from what I hear Cedar Rapids is dead!
Brock Lovett: And everyone who knows about the diamond is supposed to be dead, or on this boat, but she knows!
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Get Back I Say, or I'll shoot you all like dogs! Keep order here! Keep order I say. Mr. Lowe, man this boat.
Jack: [stepping into the water after Rose rescues him] Oh shit this is cold! Shit, shit, shit.
Cal Hockley: [laughing] I put the diamond in the coat.
[pauses]
Cal Hockley: I put the coat on her.
4th Officer Joseph Boxhall: [as Titanic plunges down into the icy waters of the ocean, boat 2 rows away] Bloody pull faster and pull!
Cal Hockley: A real man makes his own luck.
[having encountered a mother and baby, frozen to death in the water]
Fifth Officer Lowe: We waited too long.
[addressing stewards who have locked the steerage passengers below decks as the ship is sinking]
Tommy Ryan: You can't keep us locked up in here like animals - the ship's bloody sinking!
Lovejoy: What could possibly be funny?
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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 Irish Woman: Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
Rose: I'm through being polite, goddammit! Now, take me down.
Rose: [whispering to Jack] Next it will be brandys in the smoking room.
Col. Archibald Gracie: [to everybody] Join me in a brandy, gentlemen?
Rose: [whispering to Jack] They are retreating into a cloud of smoke where they will congratulate each other on being masters of the universe.
Rose, Jack: [singing wrong words] Come Josephine on/in my flying machine, and it's/going up she goes! Up she goes! Balancing Ba/Something 'bout a bird on a beam! In the air she goes! Where? There she goes! Up! Up! A little bit higher! Oh my! The moon is on fire...
Rose: Here we are.
Jack: Right.
Rose: I don't want to go back.
[looking at the sky]
Rose: Look. It's so beautiful.
Jack: Yeah.
Rose: So vast and endless. They're so small! My crowd... They think they're giants. They're not even dust in God's eye.
Jack: You know, there's been a mistake. You got nailed to the wrong dress!
Rose: [laughs] I did, didn't I? Look! A shooting star!
Jack: Whoa, that was a long one... You know, my pops used to tell me, every time you 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: [pauses] Something I can't have. Good night, Jack.
Fabrizio: [deleted scene] Helga, you come with me now. I am very lucky is my destiny to go to America please
[kiss]
Fabrizio: Come.
Helga Dahl: [pulls back] I'm sorry
Fabrizio: I will never forget you.
Molly Brown: Do you have the slightest inclination of what you're getting into?
Jack: Not really.
Molly Brown: Well, you're about to enter the snake pit... what are you going to wear?
[nods at the clothes Jack has on. He looks down and shrugs]
Molly Brown: I thought so. Come on.
Tommy Ryan: If this is the direction the rats are going that's fine with me!
Jack: [deleted scences] 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.
Molly Brown: Nothing to it is there? Remember, they love money so pretend like you own a gold mine and you're in the club.
Rose: [deleted scenes] Look! A shooting star.
Jack: Its a long one. My pops used to tell me that every time you saw one it was a soul going to heaven.
Rose: I like that. Aren't you supposed to wish on it?
Jack: [intently] why? what would you wish for?
Rose: [pause] Something i can't have.
Molly Brown: You gonna cut her meat for her too Cal?
Rose: You used this woman several times.
Jack: She has beautiful hands, see?
Rose: I think you must have had a love affair with her.
Jack: No, just with her hands. See.
[turns page]
Jack: She was a one-legged prostitute. Ah, she had a good sense of humour though.
Jack: There uh, isn't any arrangement is there?
Cal Hockley: No, there is. Not that you'll benefit much from it. I always win Jack, one way or another.
Jack: Rose! How did you find out I didn't do it?
Rose: I didn't. I just realized I already knew.
Cal Hockley: Any room for a gentleman? Gentlemen?
Rose: I will do this with or without your help, sir... but without, it will take longer.
Thomas Andrews: Mr. Lightoller, why are the boats being launched half full?
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Not now, Mr. Andrews.
Thomas Andrews: Look, 20 or so in a boat built for 65? And I saw one boat with only 12, 12!
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Well, we weren't sure of the weight, Mr. Andrews. These boats may buckle.
Thomas Andrews: Rubbish! They were tested in Belfast with the weight of 70 men! Now, fill these boats, Mr. Lightoller, for God Sake's Man!
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: Please, I need more women and children, please!
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, Madelyn, is my age and in a delicate condition. See how she's trying to hide it? Quite the scandal.
Cal Hockley: Rose is displeased... what to do?
[Rose is telling the story of how she and Jack met]
Lewis Bodine: Wait a second. You were going to kill youself by jumping off of the Titanic?
[laughing hysterically]
Lewis Bodine: All you had to do was wait two days!
Smith: [rushing to the helm after the iceberg strike] What happened, Mr. Murdoch?
1st Officer William Murdoch: Iceberg, sir. I put a hard a'starboard on the engines, full astern, but it was too close. I tried to port 'round it, but she hit.
Smith: Close the watertight doors.
1st Officer William Murdoch: They're closed, sir.
Smith: [walking on deck] *All stop!*
[to Murdoch]
Smith: Find the carpenter. Get him to sound the ship.
1st Officer William Murdoch: Yes, sir!
Ismay: [Andrews enters room with crew behind him; he lays out architectural drawings on table, with Ismay behind him] Most unfortunate, captain!
Thomas Andrews: [perspiring and trembling] Water... fourteen feet above the keel in ten minutes. In the forepeak, in all three holds and in the boiler room six.
Ismay: When can we get underway, damnit!
Thomas Andrews: That's five compartments! She can stay afloat with the first four compartments breached, but not five!
[tersely to Smith]
Thomas Andrews: Not five. As she goes down by the head, the water will spill over the tops of the bulkheads at E deck from one to the next. Back and back. There's no stopping it.
Smith: The pumps... if we opened the doors...
Thomas Andrews: [interrupting] The pumps buy you time, but minutes only. From this moment, no matter what we do, Titanic will founder.
Ismay: [incredulously] But this ship can't sink!
Thomas Andrews: She's made of iron, sir! I assure you, she can... and she will. It is a mathematical certainty.
Smith: How much time?
Thomas Andrews: An hour... two at most.
Smith: And how many aboard, Mr. Murdoch?
1st Officer William Murdoch: 2,200 souls on board, sir.
Smith: [turning to Ismay] Well, I believe you may get your headlines, Mr. Ismay.
Ismay: So you've not yet lit the last four boilers?
Smith: No, I don't see the need. We are making excellent time.
Ismay: The press knows the size of Titanic. Now I want them to marvel at her speed. We must give them something new to print! This maiden voyage of Titanic must make headlines!
Smith: Mr. Ismay, I would prefer not to push the engines until they've been properly run in.
Ismay: Of course, I'm just a passenger. I leave it to your good offices to decide what's best. But what a glorious end to your final crossing if we were to get to New York on Tuesday night and surprise them all! Make the morning papers. Retire with a bang, eh E.J.?
Ismay: [Smith nods reluctantly] Good man.
Lewis Bodine: [narrating an animated sequence of the Titanic's sinking on a TV monitor] Okay here we go. She hits the berg on the starboard side, right? She kind of bumps along punching holes like morse code, dit dit dit, along the side, below the water line. Then the forward compartments start to flood. Now as the water level rises it spills over the watertight bulkheads, which unfortunately don't go any higher then E deck. So now as the bow goes down, the stern rises up. Slow at first, then faster and faster until finally she's got her whole ass sticking up in the air - And that's a big ass, we're talking 20-30,000 tons. Okay? And the hull's not designed to deal with that pressure, so what happens? "KRRRRRRKKK!" She splits. Right down to the keel. And the stern falls back level. Then as the bow sinks it pulls the stern vertical and then finally detaches. Now the stern section just kind of bobs there like a cork for a couple of minutes, floods and finally goes under about 2:20am two hours and forty minutes after the collision. The bow section planes away, landing about half a mile away going about 20-30 knots when it hits the ocean floor. "BOOM, PLCCCCCGGG!"... Pretty cool huh?
Old Rose: Thank you for that fine forensic analysis, Mr. Bodine. Of course, the experience of it was... somewhat different.
Irish Mommy: And so they lived, happily together for three-hundred years. In the land of Tír na nÓg, of eternal youth and beauty.
Jack: Music to drown by? Now I know I'm in first class!
Cal Hockley: Where are you going? To him? To be a whore to a gutter rat?
Rose: I'd rather be his whore than your wife!
Ruth: The purpose of university is to find a suitable husband. Rose has already done that.
Wallace Hartley: [the band has finished playing, and Hartley tells the band that they may go for the boats. He remains behind and starts to play "Nearer My God To Thee". One by one the band comes back and plays as the scenes change. when the tune finishes, the water is about to swallow them] Gentlemen. It has been a privilege playing with you tonight.
Rose: [to Jack] When the ship docks, I'm getting off with you.
Jack: This is crazy.
Rose: I know. It doesn't make any sense. That's why I trusted.
[Jack and Rose start making out]
Old Rose: 1,500 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 1,500. Afterward, the 700 people left in the boats had nothing to do but wait... wait to die, wait to live, wait for an absolution, which would never come.
[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.
Robert Hitchins: You don't understand. If we go back, they'll swamp the boat, they'll pull us right down, I'm tellin' you!
Molly Brown: Knock it off. You're scaring me. C'mon girls! Grab an oar, let's go!
Robert Hitchins: Are you out of your mind? We're in the middle of the north Atlantic! Now do you people want to live, or do you want to die?
Molly Brown: I don't understand a one of you. What's the matter with ya? It's your men out there! There's plenty 'o room for more!
Robert Hitchins: And there'll be one less on this boat, if you don't shut that hole in your face!
Second Officer Charles Herbert Lightoller: [to panicking third class passengers trying to get into lifeboats] Get back I say! Or I'll shoot you all like dogs! Keep order! Keep order, I say.
Robert Hitchins: [deleted scene] C'mon, pull! Pull!
Smith: [Over brass megaphone] Come back! Come back to the ship! Boat 6, come back to the ship!
Molly Brown: [to other rowers] Stop! We have to go back!
Robert Hitchins: No. The suction will pull us down if we don't keep going.
Molly Brown: We've lots more room! I say we go back.
Robert Hitchins: No! It's our lives now, not theirs. And I'm in charge of this boat, madam! NOW ROW!
Smith: This is the captain! This is the captain! Come back!
[pause]
Smith: The fools.
Lewis Bodine: [as he and Mr. Lovett stare in astonishment as Cal's sunken safe] Oh baby, baby, are you seein' this, boss?
Brock Lovett: It's pay day, boys.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Memorable quotes for A Walk to Remember
Dean: If there is a greater power, why is it he can't get you a new sweater?
Jamie: Because, he's too busy looking for your brain.
Jamie: You know what I figured out today?
Landon: What?
Jamie: Maybe God has a bigger plan for me than I had for myself. Like this journey never ends. Like you were sent to me because I'm sick. To help me through all this. You're my angel.
Jamie: [to Landon] You're my angel.
Landon: I might kiss you.
Jamie: I might be bad at it.
Landon: That's not possible.
Jamie: You're acting like a crazy person, what's going on?
Landon: Right now, you're straddling the state line.
Jamie: OK...
Landon: You're in two places at once.
Jamie: You have to promise you won't fall in love with me.
Landon: That's not a problem.
Jamie: Are you trying to seduce me?
Landon: Why? Are you seducible?
Jamie: Please don't pretend like you know me, ok?
Landon: But I do, I do. We've had all the same classes in the same school since kindergarten. Why you're Jamie Sullivan. You sit at lunch table 7. Which isn't exactly the reject table, but is definitely in self exile territory. You have exactly one sweater. You like to look at your feet when you walk. Oh, oh, and yeah, for fun, you like to tutor on weekends and hang out with the cool kids from "Stars and Planets." Now how does that sound?
Jamie: Thoroughly predictable, nothing I haven't heard before.
Landon: You don't care what people think about you?
Jamie: No.
Jamie: [crying, runs into Landon]
Landon: [holds her] This is about me, okay? This is not you. Wait here.
Jamie: [nods]
Landon: What are you doing here?
Jamie: I could ask you the same question.
Landon: Do you normally walk alone in cemeteries at night?
Jamie: Maybe.
Landon: Jamie has faith in me. She makes me want to be different, better.
Landon: All I know is... you're beautiful.
Jamie: How can you see places like this... and have moments like this and not believe?
Landon: You're lucky to be so sure.
Jamie: It's like the wind. I can't... see it, but I feel it.
Landon: Our love is like the wind... I can't see it, but I sure can feel it.
Mr. Carter: Landon, don't walk away.
Landon: You taught me how.
Landon: [to Jamie] You, uh, feelin' Christian?
Landon: Are you scared?
Jamie: To death...
[Landon looks upset]
Jamie: Lighten up.
Landon: It's not funny.
Jamie: I'm scared of not being with you.
Landon: Oh baby, that will never happen... I'll be here.
Landon: I'm sorry she never got her miracle.
Reverend Sullivan: She did. It was you.
Jamie: OK, so you don't care about classes or graduating, but you like school because you're popular and you'll never be on top again.
Landon: That's thoroughly predictable.
Jamie: Your act only works on an audience.
Jamie: Without suffering there would be no compassion.
Landon: Yeah, well tell that to those who suffer.
Jamie: So, would it kill you to try?
Landon: Yup, and I'm too young to die.
Jamie: Make yourself at home.
Landon: Yeah!
Landon: It's not likely.
Jamie: People can see.
Landon: And that would ruin your reputation how?
Landon: Listen, Jamie, I was hoping we could run lines together?
Jamie: Okay, but just not so anybody knows, right?
Landon: Well I just figured we could surprise everyone with how good I get.
Jamie: Like we could be secret friends.
Landon: Exactly, exactly it's like you're reading my mind.
Jamie: Great umm... maybe you could read mine.
[she gives him a cold glare and turns away]
Landon: Jamie, Jamie I can't just be your friend.
Jamie: Landon, look, I thought I saw something in you, something good, but I was very wrong.
Landon: Jamie, I'm trying here, OK? Maybe... maybe I miss spending time with you. Maybe you inspire me.
Jamie: Sounds like bull.
Landon: Which part?
Jamie: All of it.
Landon: Well it's not!
Jamie: Prove it.
Jamie: You don't know the first thing about being someone's friend.
Landon: I don't want to just be your friend.
Jamie: You don't know what you want.
Landon: Neither do you. Maybe you're just too scared that someone might actually want to be with you.
Jamie: And why would that scare me?
Landon: Because then you wouldn't be able to hide behind your books, or your frickin' telescope, or your faith. No, no, you know the real reason why you're scared? It's cause you wanna be with me too.
Landon: Can you find this star, right here?
Jamie: Sure. So why am I looking for this star?
Landon: Because I had it named for you. See? It's official. It's from the International Star Registry.
Jamie: This is wonderful... I love you.
Landon: Hey. How are you feeling?
Jamie: I'm ok, how are you?
Landon: Pretty good.
Jamie: I have something for you.
Landon: You do?
Jamie: Uh hmm... Don't worry it's not a bible. It was my mother's. It's got quotes from all her favorite books, and quotes by famous people. Her thoughts. Come on.
Landon: Okay, let's check it out. Okay..."What is a friend? It's a single soul dwelling in two bodies." -Aristotle.
Jamie: Uh uh, right here.
Landon: Okay. "Find out who you are, and do it on purpose." That's Dolly Parton.
Jamie: I always thought she was smart.
Landon: "Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful."
Landon: Jamie... I love you.
Landon: Now would be the time to say something.
Jamie: I told you not to fall in love with me.
Eric: Hey man, tell them maybe do, like, West Side Story, you know, get that nice big booty lookin' girl from Selena, ya know, "Maria, Maria!"
Landon: [voiceover] Jamie saved my life. She taught me everything. About life, hope and the long journey ahead. I'll always miss her. But our love is like the wind. I can't see it, but I can feel it.
Landon: Do you love me?
[she nods]
Landon: Will you do something for me, then?
Jamie: [smiles] Anything.
Landon: Will you marry me?
[Jamie smiles and kisses him]
Eric: [reading lines passionately for Landon] Nothing's coincidence, baby. You know you're the only one who can make me sing.
[jokingly pretending to hump Mrs. Garber]
Eric: Oh yeah Miss Garber, oh, you gonna put Eric in all your plays!
[as Miss Garber]
Eric: Oh Eric, I'm gonna put you in all my plays!
Jamie: What do you want Carter? I've known you for years and you've never been the first one to come up and say "hello."
Jamie: I'm sick.
Landon: I'll take you home. You'll be be...
Jamie: No. Landon! I'm sick. I have Leukemia.
Landon: No. You're 18. You - you're perfect.
Jamie: No. I found out two years ago and I've stopped responding to treatments.
Landon: So why didn't you tell me?
Jamie: The doctor said I should go on and live life normally as best I could. I - I didn't want anybody to be weird around me.
Landon: Including me?
Jamie: Especially you!
[Jamie looks down]
Jamie: [Landon gets upset]
Jamie: Ya know, I was getting along with everything fine. I accepted it, and then you happened! I do not need a reason to be angry with God.
Reverend Sullivan: Do you remember when you were about five or six and you said you hated gravity? And you wanted to jump off the roof and fly?
Jamie: I was so angry at you for making me come down.
Reverend Sullivan: Honey, if I kept you too close it's because I wanted to keep you longer. You know, when I lost your mother, I was afraid that my heart would never open again. Jamie, I couldn't look at you for days.
Clay Gephardt: You know what? I actually thought I wanted to be your friend. And now I have no idea why. No idea.
Landon: I made that jump once. Thought I was a bad ass. I remember actually saying that I meant to belly-flop.
Clay Gephardt: Did it hurt?
Landon: Like hell.
Clay Gephardt: Good.
Eric: Talk to me man.
Landon: About what?
Eric: About you, about Jamie.
Landon: What's there to talk about? She's the best person I've ever known.
Landon: What'd you tell your father?
Jamie: The truth. I just left you out of it.
Dean: Is he here yet?
Eric: It's all good cause were gonna get club Landon and Club Eric jumping up in here. Oh, what do we got here ?
[Landon turns the CD player on]
Eric: Whoa, okay, okay, so your not really feeling my hip-hop, but what the hell is this?
Landon: Jamie lent it to me.
Eric: Now she's got you listening to her people music?
Landon: Okay... her people?
Eric: Yeah. Her... uh, bible-hugging, crucifix-wearing, honk-if-you-love-Jesus-people.
Landon: She's not like that.
Landon: Saturday. No school.
Eric: Well, you know you got Belinda thinking that little lip action between you and Jamie was real.
[landon looks nervous while he still works]
Eric: Whats with you, man? It's like you don't even have time for your real friends anymore.
Landon: I dont know man, I'm just tired of doing the same old shit everyday.
Eric: This girl is changing you and you don't even know it.
Landon: Hah. Did Belinda say that too?
Eric: No, I did.
Ms. Garber: Oh Landon! You were marvelous!
Landon: Thank you.
Reverend Sullivan: "Do not be deceived. God is not mocked." Hmmm.
[Landon walks into the Church as Reverend Sullivan is practicing his sermon]
Reverend Sullivan: "Whatever a man sows, that he will also reap. For he who sows to his flesh will of the flesh reap..." Can I help you?
Landon: Uh, yes, sir. I'd like to ask your daughter to dinner on Saturday night.
Reverend Sullivan: That's not possible.
Landon: Well... with all due respect, sir, I ask you to reconsider.
Reverend Sullivan: With all due respect, Mr. Carter, I made my decision. You can, uh, exit the way you entered.
Landon: Listen, I'm sorry I haven't treated Jamie the way I should've. She deserves more than that. I'm just asking you for the same thing that you teach us every day in Church. And that's faith.
Reverend Sullivan: [Exhales deeply]
Landon: That is one scary
[turns around and sees Jamie's father]
Landon: Jesus!
Reverend Sullivan: No, Jamie's father.
Jamie: [after she and Landon keep switching the radio station] Forty-two.
Landon: "Forty-two", what do you-what do you mean "forty-two"?
Jamie: Forty-two is "Befriend somebody I don't like". It's a to-do list I have.
Landon: What, like getting a new personality?
Jamie: Spend a year in the Peace Corps, make a medical discovery...
Landon: That's ambitious.
Jamie: ...Be in two places at once, get a tattoo.
Landon: What's number one?
Jamie: I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.
Landon: So, what's your number one?
Jamie: To marry in the church my mother grew up. It's where my parents were married.
Eric: It is true; I've seen the man bust a move and it just ain't pretty.
Ms. Garber: Mr. Carter, are you trying to be bad at this?
Landon: Nah, it just comes naturally.
Jamie: Because, he's too busy looking for your brain.
Jamie: You know what I figured out today?
Landon: What?
Jamie: Maybe God has a bigger plan for me than I had for myself. Like this journey never ends. Like you were sent to me because I'm sick. To help me through all this. You're my angel.
Jamie: [to Landon] You're my angel.
Landon: I might kiss you.
Jamie: I might be bad at it.
Landon: That's not possible.
Jamie: You're acting like a crazy person, what's going on?
Landon: Right now, you're straddling the state line.
Jamie: OK...
Landon: You're in two places at once.
Jamie: You have to promise you won't fall in love with me.
Landon: That's not a problem.
Jamie: Are you trying to seduce me?
Landon: Why? Are you seducible?
Jamie: Please don't pretend like you know me, ok?
Landon: But I do, I do. We've had all the same classes in the same school since kindergarten. Why you're Jamie Sullivan. You sit at lunch table 7. Which isn't exactly the reject table, but is definitely in self exile territory. You have exactly one sweater. You like to look at your feet when you walk. Oh, oh, and yeah, for fun, you like to tutor on weekends and hang out with the cool kids from "Stars and Planets." Now how does that sound?
Jamie: Thoroughly predictable, nothing I haven't heard before.
Landon: You don't care what people think about you?
Jamie: No.
Jamie: [crying, runs into Landon]
Landon: [holds her] This is about me, okay? This is not you. Wait here.
Jamie: [nods]
Landon: What are you doing here?
Jamie: I could ask you the same question.
Landon: Do you normally walk alone in cemeteries at night?
Jamie: Maybe.
Landon: Jamie has faith in me. She makes me want to be different, better.
Landon: All I know is... you're beautiful.
Jamie: How can you see places like this... and have moments like this and not believe?
Landon: You're lucky to be so sure.
Jamie: It's like the wind. I can't... see it, but I feel it.
Landon: Our love is like the wind... I can't see it, but I sure can feel it.
Mr. Carter: Landon, don't walk away.
Landon: You taught me how.
Landon: [to Jamie] You, uh, feelin' Christian?
Landon: Are you scared?
Jamie: To death...
[Landon looks upset]
Jamie: Lighten up.
Landon: It's not funny.
Jamie: I'm scared of not being with you.
Landon: Oh baby, that will never happen... I'll be here.
Landon: I'm sorry she never got her miracle.
Reverend Sullivan: She did. It was you.
Jamie: OK, so you don't care about classes or graduating, but you like school because you're popular and you'll never be on top again.
Landon: That's thoroughly predictable.
Jamie: Your act only works on an audience.
Jamie: Without suffering there would be no compassion.
Landon: Yeah, well tell that to those who suffer.
Jamie: So, would it kill you to try?
Landon: Yup, and I'm too young to die.
Jamie: Make yourself at home.
Landon: Yeah!
Landon: It's not likely.
Jamie: People can see.
Landon: And that would ruin your reputation how?
Landon: Listen, Jamie, I was hoping we could run lines together?
Jamie: Okay, but just not so anybody knows, right?
Landon: Well I just figured we could surprise everyone with how good I get.
Jamie: Like we could be secret friends.
Landon: Exactly, exactly it's like you're reading my mind.
Jamie: Great umm... maybe you could read mine.
[she gives him a cold glare and turns away]
Landon: Jamie, Jamie I can't just be your friend.
Jamie: Landon, look, I thought I saw something in you, something good, but I was very wrong.
Landon: Jamie, I'm trying here, OK? Maybe... maybe I miss spending time with you. Maybe you inspire me.
Jamie: Sounds like bull.
Landon: Which part?
Jamie: All of it.
Landon: Well it's not!
Jamie: Prove it.
Jamie: You don't know the first thing about being someone's friend.
Landon: I don't want to just be your friend.
Jamie: You don't know what you want.
Landon: Neither do you. Maybe you're just too scared that someone might actually want to be with you.
Jamie: And why would that scare me?
Landon: Because then you wouldn't be able to hide behind your books, or your frickin' telescope, or your faith. No, no, you know the real reason why you're scared? It's cause you wanna be with me too.
Landon: Can you find this star, right here?
Jamie: Sure. So why am I looking for this star?
Landon: Because I had it named for you. See? It's official. It's from the International Star Registry.
Jamie: This is wonderful... I love you.
Landon: Hey. How are you feeling?
Jamie: I'm ok, how are you?
Landon: Pretty good.
Jamie: I have something for you.
Landon: You do?
Jamie: Uh hmm... Don't worry it's not a bible. It was my mother's. It's got quotes from all her favorite books, and quotes by famous people. Her thoughts. Come on.
Landon: Okay, let's check it out. Okay..."What is a friend? It's a single soul dwelling in two bodies." -Aristotle.
Jamie: Uh uh, right here.
Landon: Okay. "Find out who you are, and do it on purpose." That's Dolly Parton.
Jamie: I always thought she was smart.
Landon: "Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful."
Landon: Jamie... I love you.
Landon: Now would be the time to say something.
Jamie: I told you not to fall in love with me.
Eric: Hey man, tell them maybe do, like, West Side Story, you know, get that nice big booty lookin' girl from Selena, ya know, "Maria, Maria!"
Landon: [voiceover] Jamie saved my life. She taught me everything. About life, hope and the long journey ahead. I'll always miss her. But our love is like the wind. I can't see it, but I can feel it.
Landon: Do you love me?
[she nods]
Landon: Will you do something for me, then?
Jamie: [smiles] Anything.
Landon: Will you marry me?
[Jamie smiles and kisses him]
Eric: [reading lines passionately for Landon] Nothing's coincidence, baby. You know you're the only one who can make me sing.
[jokingly pretending to hump Mrs. Garber]
Eric: Oh yeah Miss Garber, oh, you gonna put Eric in all your plays!
[as Miss Garber]
Eric: Oh Eric, I'm gonna put you in all my plays!
Jamie: What do you want Carter? I've known you for years and you've never been the first one to come up and say "hello."
Jamie: I'm sick.
Landon: I'll take you home. You'll be be...
Jamie: No. Landon! I'm sick. I have Leukemia.
Landon: No. You're 18. You - you're perfect.
Jamie: No. I found out two years ago and I've stopped responding to treatments.
Landon: So why didn't you tell me?
Jamie: The doctor said I should go on and live life normally as best I could. I - I didn't want anybody to be weird around me.
Landon: Including me?
Jamie: Especially you!
[Jamie looks down]
Jamie: [Landon gets upset]
Jamie: Ya know, I was getting along with everything fine. I accepted it, and then you happened! I do not need a reason to be angry with God.
Reverend Sullivan: Do you remember when you were about five or six and you said you hated gravity? And you wanted to jump off the roof and fly?
Jamie: I was so angry at you for making me come down.
Reverend Sullivan: Honey, if I kept you too close it's because I wanted to keep you longer. You know, when I lost your mother, I was afraid that my heart would never open again. Jamie, I couldn't look at you for days.
Clay Gephardt: You know what? I actually thought I wanted to be your friend. And now I have no idea why. No idea.
Landon: I made that jump once. Thought I was a bad ass. I remember actually saying that I meant to belly-flop.
Clay Gephardt: Did it hurt?
Landon: Like hell.
Clay Gephardt: Good.
Eric: Talk to me man.
Landon: About what?
Eric: About you, about Jamie.
Landon: What's there to talk about? She's the best person I've ever known.
Landon: What'd you tell your father?
Jamie: The truth. I just left you out of it.
Dean: Is he here yet?
Eric: It's all good cause were gonna get club Landon and Club Eric jumping up in here. Oh, what do we got here ?
[Landon turns the CD player on]
Eric: Whoa, okay, okay, so your not really feeling my hip-hop, but what the hell is this?
Landon: Jamie lent it to me.
Eric: Now she's got you listening to her people music?
Landon: Okay... her people?
Eric: Yeah. Her... uh, bible-hugging, crucifix-wearing, honk-if-you-love-Jesus-people.
Landon: She's not like that.
Landon: Saturday. No school.
Eric: Well, you know you got Belinda thinking that little lip action between you and Jamie was real.
[landon looks nervous while he still works]
Eric: Whats with you, man? It's like you don't even have time for your real friends anymore.
Landon: I dont know man, I'm just tired of doing the same old shit everyday.
Eric: This girl is changing you and you don't even know it.
Landon: Hah. Did Belinda say that too?
Eric: No, I did.
Ms. Garber: Oh Landon! You were marvelous!
Landon: Thank you.
Reverend Sullivan: "Do not be deceived. God is not mocked." Hmmm.
[Landon walks into the Church as Reverend Sullivan is practicing his sermon]
Reverend Sullivan: "Whatever a man sows, that he will also reap. For he who sows to his flesh will of the flesh reap..." Can I help you?
Landon: Uh, yes, sir. I'd like to ask your daughter to dinner on Saturday night.
Reverend Sullivan: That's not possible.
Landon: Well... with all due respect, sir, I ask you to reconsider.
Reverend Sullivan: With all due respect, Mr. Carter, I made my decision. You can, uh, exit the way you entered.
Landon: Listen, I'm sorry I haven't treated Jamie the way I should've. She deserves more than that. I'm just asking you for the same thing that you teach us every day in Church. And that's faith.
Reverend Sullivan: [Exhales deeply]
Landon: That is one scary
[turns around and sees Jamie's father]
Landon: Jesus!
Reverend Sullivan: No, Jamie's father.
Jamie: [after she and Landon keep switching the radio station] Forty-two.
Landon: "Forty-two", what do you-what do you mean "forty-two"?
Jamie: Forty-two is "Befriend somebody I don't like". It's a to-do list I have.
Landon: What, like getting a new personality?
Jamie: Spend a year in the Peace Corps, make a medical discovery...
Landon: That's ambitious.
Jamie: ...Be in two places at once, get a tattoo.
Landon: What's number one?
Jamie: I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.
Landon: So, what's your number one?
Jamie: To marry in the church my mother grew up. It's where my parents were married.
Eric: It is true; I've seen the man bust a move and it just ain't pretty.
Ms. Garber: Mr. Carter, are you trying to be bad at this?
Landon: Nah, it just comes naturally.
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