MOLLY
Come on, you heard the man. Get on the boat, sister.

RUTH
Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they're not too crowed--

ROSE
Oh, mother, shut up!
(Ruth freezes, mouth open)
Don't you understand? The water is freezing and there aren't enough boats... not enough bey half. Half the people on this ship are going to die.

CAL
Not the better half.

PUSH IN ON ROSE'S FACE as it hits her like a thunderbolt. Jack is third class. He doesn't stand a chance. Another rocket bursts overhead, bathing her face in white light.

ROSE
You unimaginable bastard. MOLLY
Come on,Ruth, get in the boat. These are the first class seats right up here. That's it.

Molly practally hands her over to Lightoller, then looks around for some other women who might need a push.

MOLLY
Come on, Rose. You're next, darlin'.

Rose steps back, shaking her head.

RUTH
Rose, get in the boat.

ROSE
Goodbye, mother.

Ruth, standing in the tippy lifeboat, can do nothing. Cal grabs Rose's arm but she pulls free and walk away through the crowd. Cal catches up to her and grabs her agian, roughly.

CAL
Where are you going? To him? Is that it? To be a whore to that gutter rat?

ROSE
I'd rather be his whore than your wife.

He clenches his jaw and squeezes her arm viciosly, pulling her back toward the lifeboat. Rose pulls out a hairpin and jabs him with it. He lets go with a curse and she runs into the crowd. LIGHTOLLER
Lower away!!

RUTH
Rose! ROSE!!

MOLLY
Stuff a sock in it, would ya, Ruth. She'll be along.

The boat lurches downward as the falls are paid out.

180 INT. MASTER AT ARMS OFFICE/ CORRIDOR

Jack pulls on the pipe with all his strength. It's not budging. He hears a gurgling sound. Water pours under the door, spreading rapidly across the floor.

JACK
Shit.

He tries to pull one hans out of the cuffs, working until the skin is raw... no good.

JACK
Help!! Somebody!! Can anybody hear me?!
(to himself)
This could be bad.

183 INT. FOYER/ ELEVATORS

Rose runs up as the last Electator Operator is closing up his lift to leave.

OPERATOR
Sorry, miss, lifts are closed--

Without thinking she grabs him and shoves him back into the lift.

ROSE
I'm through with being polite, goddamnit!! I may never be polite for the rest of my life! Now take me down!!

The operator fumbles to close the gate and start the lift.

They are both terrified, but trying to keep panic at bay. He postions the chain connecting the two cuffs, streching it tant across the steel pipe. The chain, of course, is very short, and his exposed wrists are on either side of it.

JACK
Try a couple of pratice swings.