More Lost Scenes
An Edwardian nautilus room. There are machines we recognize, some we don't.
a woman pedals a stationary bicycle in a long dress, looking ridiculous.
Thomas Andrews is leading a small tour group, including Rose, Ruth, and Cal.
Cal is working the oars of a stationary rowing machine with a well trained
stroke.
Cal: Reminds me of my Harvard days.
T.W. McCauley, the gym instructor is a bouncy little man in white flannels,
eager to show off his modern equipment, like his present-day counterpart on
an "Abflex" infomercial. He hits a switch and a machine with a saddle on it
starts to undulate. Rose puts her hand on it, curious.
McCauley: The electric horse is very popular. We can have an electrical
camel. (To Ruth) Care to try your hand at the rowing, m'am?
Ruth: Don't be absurd. I can't think of a skill I should likely need less.
Andrews: The next stop on our tour will be the bridge. This way please.
Jack, walking with determination, is followed closely by Tommy and Fabrizio.
He quickly climbs the steps to B-Deck and steps over the gate separating 3rd
class from 2nd class.
Tommy: She's a goddess amongst mortal men, there's no denyin'. But she's in
another world, Jackie, forget her. She's closed the door.
Jack moves furtively to the wall below the A-Deck promenade, aft.
Jack: It was them, not her. (Glancing around the deck) Ready...go.
Tommy shakes his head resignedly and puts his hands together, crouching down.
Jack steps into Tommy's hands and gets boosted up to the next deck, where he
scrambles nimbly over the railing onto the First Class Deck.
Tommy: He's not being logical, I tell ya.
Fabrizio: Amore is'a not logical
A Brilliant arc of electricity fills frame--the sparks gap of the Marconi
instrument as Senior Wireless Operator Jack Phillips rapidly keys out a
message. Junior Operator Bride looks through the huge stack of outgoing
messages swamping them.
Bride: Look at this one, he wants his private train to meet him. La dee
da (slaps them down) We'll be up all bloody night on this lot.
Phillips start to recieve an incoming message from a nearby ship, the Leyland
frieghter CALIFORNIAN, which jams his outgoing signal. At such close range,
the beeps are deafening.
Phillips: Christ! It's that idiot on the Californian.
Cursing, Phillips furiously keys a rebuke.
Now on the CALIFORNIAN: Wireless Operator Cyril Evans pulls his earphone off
his ear as the Titanic's sparks deafens him, he translates the message for Third
Officer Groves.
Evans: Stupid Bastard. I try to warn him about the ice, and he says "Keep out.
Shut up. I'm working Cape Race."
Groves: Now what is he sending?
Evans: No seasickness. Poker business good, Al." Well that's all for me. I'm
shutting down.
As Evans wearily switches off his generator, Groves goes out on deck. Pan off Him
to reveal the ship is stopped fifty yards from the edge of a field of pack ice and
icebergs stretching as far as the eye can see.
This scene takes place as Mr. Ismay is trying to find a way off the TITANIC.
Ismay: There is no time to waste! (yelling and waving his arms) Lower away!
Lower away! Lower away!
Fifth Officer Lowe, a baby-faced 28, and the younger officer, looks up from the
tangled falls at the madman.
Lowe: Get out of the way, you fool!
Ismay: Do you know who I am?
Lowe: You're a passenger. And I'm a ship's bloody officer. Now do what you're
told! (Turning away) Steady men! Stand by the falls!
Ismay: Yes, quite right. Sorry.
While the seamen detach the falls, Boat One rocks next to the hull. Lucille and Sir
Cosmo Duff-Gordon sit with ten others in a boat made for four times that many.
Lucille: I despise small boats. I just know I'm going to be seasick. I always get
seasick in small boats. Good Heavens, there's a man down there.
In a lit porthole beneath the surface she sees Jack looking up at her...a face in a
bubble of light under the water.
Cal charges off, heading forward, followed by Lovejoy. The shot hands off to a finely
dressed elderly couple, Ida and Isador Strauss.
Isador: Please, Ida, get into the boat.
Ida: No. We've been together for forty years, and where you go, I go. Don't argue
with me Isador, you know it does no good.
He looks at her with sadness and great love. They embrace gently.
Lightoller: Lower away
At the boat deck rail, Captain Smith is shouting to Boat 6 through a large metal
megaphone.
Smith: Come back! Come back to the ship!
Chief Officer Wilde joins him, blowing his silver whistle.
From boat six the whistle comes shrilly across the water. Quartermaster Hitchins
grips the rudder in fear.
Hitchens: The suction will pull us right down if we don't keep going.
Molly: We got room for lots more. I say we go back.
Hitchens: No! It's our lives now, not theirs. And I'm in charge of this boat!
Now row!!!
Captain Smith, and the rail of the boat deck, lowers his megaphone slowly.
Smith: The Fools.
As Cal and Lovejoy cross the foyer encounter Benjamin Guggenheim and his valet, both
dressed in white tie, tail-coats, and top hats.
Cal: Ben, what's the occasion?
Guggenheim: We have dressed in our best and prepared to go down like gentlemen.
(I know that this line was in the film, but in the movie he did not say it to Cal)
Cal: That's admirable Ben. (Walking on) I'll sure and tell your wife...when I get
to New York.
The scene in which Cal realizes that the diamond is in the pocket of the coat the
he put on Rose, was longer in the original script with the following lines of
dialogue and action.
Cal (indicating Lovejoy): I'll give it (the necklace) to you...if you can get it.
He hands Lovejoy the pistol and goes back up the stairs. Lovejoy thinks about it
then slogs into the water. The icewater is up to his waist as he crosses the pool
into the dining saloon.
Lovejoy moves among the tables and ornate columns, searching, listening, his eyes
tracking rapidly. It is a sea of tables, and they could be anywhere. A silver
serving trolley rolls downhill, bumping into tables and pillars.
He glances behind him. The water is following him into the room, advancing in a
hundred foot wide tide. The reception room is now a rolling lake, and the grand
staircase is submerged past the first landing. Monstrous groans echo through the
ship.
On Jack and Rose, crouched behind a table, somewhere in the middle. They see the
water advancing toward them, swirling over the floor. They crawl ahead of it to
the next row of tables.
Jack (whispering): Stay here.
He moves off as---
Lovejoy moves over one row and looks along the tables. Nothing.
The ship groans and creaks. He moves another row.
Angle on a mental cart...five feet tall and full of stacks of china dishes. It
starts to roll down the aisle between tables.
On Rose, as the cart rolls toward her. It hits a table and the stacks of dishes
topple out, exploding across the floor and showering her.
She scrambles out of the way and--
Lovejoy spins, seeing her. He moves rapidly toward her, keeping the gun aimed--
That's when Jack tackles him from the side. They slam together into a table,
crashing over it, and toppling to the floor. They land in the water which is
flowing rapidly between the tables.
Jack and Lovejoy grapple in the icy water. Jack jams his knee down on Lovejoy's
hand, breaking his grip on the pistol, and kicks it away. Lovejoy scrambles up
and lunges at him, but Jack gutpunches him right in the solar plexus, doubling
him over.
Jack: Compliments of the Chippewa Falls Dawson's
He grabs Lovejoy and slams him into an ornate column. Lovejoy drops to the floor
with a splash, stunned.
Jack: Let's go.
Jack and Rose run aft...uphill...entering the galley. Behind them the tables have
become islands in a lake...and the far end of the room is flooded up to the ceiling.
Lovejoy gets up and looks around for his gun. He pulls it up out of the water and wades
after them.
