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She looks at his hand, palm up. Empty. Cupped, as if around an imaginary
shape.
LIZZY
What?
BROCK
That's the shape my hand's gonna be when I hold that thing. You understand?
I'm not leaving here without it.
LIZZY
Look, Brock, she's going to do this her way, in her own time. Don't forget,
she contacted you. She's out here for her own reasons, God knows what they
are.
LOVETT
Maybe she wants to make peace with the past.
LIZZY
What past? She has never once, not once, ever said a word about being on the
Titanic until two days ago.
LOVETT
Then we're all meeting your grandmother for the first time.
LIZZY
(looks at him hard)
You think she was really there?
LOVETT
Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm a believer. She was there.
CUT TO:
70 INT. IMAGING SHACK
Bodine starts the tape recorder. Rose is gazing at the screen seeing THE
LIVE FEED FROM THE WRECK--SNOOP DOG is moving along the starboard side of
the hull, heading aft. The rectangular windows of A deck (forward) march
past on the right.
ROSE
The next day, Saturday, I remember thinking how the sunlight felt.
DISSOLVE TO:
71 EXT. B DECK TITANIC - DAY
MATCH DISSOLVE from the rusting hulk to the gleaming new Titanic in 1912,
passing the end of the enclosed promenade just as Rose walks into the
sunlight right in front of us. She is stunningly dressed and walking with
purpose.
OLD ROSE (V.O.)
As if I hadn't felt the sun in years.
IT IS SATURDAY APRIL 13, 1912. Rose unlatches the gate to go down into third
class. The steerage men on the deck stop what they're doing and stare at
her.
CUT TO:
72 INT. THIRD CLASS GENERAL ROOM
The social center of steerage life. It is stark by comparison to the
opulence of first class, but is a loud, boisterous place. There are mothers
with babies, kids running between the benches yelling in several languages
and being scolded in several more. There are old women yelling, men playing
chess, girls doing needlepoint and reading dime novels. There is even an
upright piano and Tommy Ryan is noodling around it.
Three boys, shrieking and shouting, are scrambling around chasing a rat
under the benches, trying to whomp it with a shoe and causing general havoc.
Jack is playing with 5 year old CORA CARTMELL, drawing funny faces together
in his sketchbook.
Fabrizio is struggling to get a conversation going with an attractive
Norwegian girl, HELGA DAHL, sitting with her family at a table across the