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Jack: I though you were leaving.
Rose: I am. You are so annoying!
Jack: Ha ha!
Jack: God, look at that thing. You would have gone straight to the bottom!
Jack: I'm sorry, you're not going to see your mom again for a long time, cause we're going to
America! Full house boys!
Rose: 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 trust it.
Jack: Goodbye, I'll miss you!
Fabrizio: Goodbye!
Jack: Goodbye!
Fabrizio:I will never forget you!
Watchman: Iceberg, right ahead!
Jack: 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.
Rose: You have a gift Jack, you see people.
Jack: I see you.
Jack: I'm the king of the world! Woo hoo!
Rose: I believe you are blushing Mr. Big Artiste. I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing.
Jack: He does landscapes.
Rose: Pardon me.
Trudy: What's the artist's name?
Rose: Something Picasso.
Cal: Something Picasso, he won't amount to a thing. He won't, trust me.
Rose: You're being very rude, you shouldn't be asking me this.
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?
Rose: No!
Rose: What's happening Jack?
Jack: I don't know, I don't know!
Cal: Are you going? To him! To be a whore to a gutter rat!
Rose: I'd rather be his whore than you're wife!
Jack: Rose! You're so stupid! Why did you that, huh? You're so stupid, Rose! Why did you do
that, why?
Rose: You jump, I jump, right!
Rose: You're crazy!
Jack: That's what everybody says. But, with all do respect miss, I'm not the one hanging off the
back of a ship here.
Jack: You must promise me that you won't give up no matter what happens. Promise me now Rose.
Rose: I promise.
Jack: Never let go of that promise.
Rose: I'll never let go Jack, I'll never let go.
Mr. Andrews: In an hour or so, all this will be at the bottom of the Atlantic.
Brock Lovett: Are you ready to go back to Titanic?
Ruth: Tell us of the accomodations in steerage, Mr. Dawson.
Jack: The best I've seen mam, hardly any rats.
Captain Smith: Take her to sea Mr. Murdoch, let's stretch her legs.
Mr. Murdoch: Yes sir.
Mr. Andrews: From this moment, no matter what we do, Titanic will flounder.
Mr. Ismay: But this ship can't sink!
Mr. Andrews: She's made of iron Sir, I assure you she can. And she will. It is a mathematical
certainty.
Rose: Jack, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls wearing this.
Jack: All right.
Rose: Wearing only this.
Rose: I don't see what all the fuss is about. It doesn't look any bigger than the Mauretania.
Cal: You can be blase about some things, Rose, but not about Titanic. It's over 100 feet longer than
Mauretania, and far more luxurious.
Ruth: You are not to see that boy again, do you understand me? Rose, I forbid it.
Rose: Oh stop it Mother, you'll give yourself a nosebleed.
Jack: Go on, I'll get the next one.
Rose: No, not without you!
Jack: I'll be all right. Listen, I'll be fine. I'm a survivor, all right. Don't worry about it.
Immigration Officer: Can I take your name please, Love?
Rose: Dawson, Rose Dawson.
Rose: Titanic was called the ship of dreams. And it was, it really was.
Mr. Ismay: 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.
Jack: Where to miss?
Rose: To the stars.
Fabrizio: I can see the Statue of Liberty already. Very small, of course.
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.
Tommy: If this is the direction the rats are going, it's good enough for me.
Passenger: Yay, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no...
Jack: You wanna walk a little faster through that valley there!
Lowe: We waited too long. Well keep checking them, keep looking! Is there anyone alive out
there? Can anyone hear me?
Rose: Will this work?
Jack: I guess we'll find out. Come on. Wa-wa-wait-wait-wait. Try a couple pactice swings over
there.
Cal: You know, it's a pity I didn't keep that drawing. It will be worth a lot more by morning.
Rose: You unimaginable bastard.
Jack: Don't you believe it Rose, don't!
Rose: He couldn't have.
Cal: Of course he could, it's easy enough for a professional. Come on.
Rose: But I was with him the whole time, this is absurd.
Cal: Perhaps he did it while you were putting your clothes back on, dear.
Jack: Real slick, Cal. Rose, they put it in my pocket.
Tommy: Music to drown by, now I know I'm in first class.
Rose: Jack, this is where we first met!
Jack: Open the gate.
Crewman: Go back down the main stairwell.
Jack: Open the gate right now!
Crewman: Go back down the main stairwell like I told you.
Jack: God dammit, son of a bitch!
Mr. Guggenheim: We are dressed in our best and prepared to go down as gentlemen, but we would
like a brandy!
Jack: Just give me your hand, I'll pull you back over.
Rose: No! I'll let go!
Jack: If you let go then I'm going to have to jump in there after you.
Rose: You'll be killed.
Jack: I'm a good swimmer.
Rose: The fall alone will kill you.
Jack: To tell you the truth, I'm a lot more concerned about that water being so cold.
Rose: Mr. Andrews!
Mr. Andrews: Oh, Rose.
Rose: Won't you even make a try for it?
Mr. Andrews: I'm sorry that I didn't build you a stronger ship, young Rose.
Mr. Guggenheim: Well Jack, are you of the Boston Dawson's?
Jack: No, the Chippewa Falls Dawson's, actually.
Mr. Guggenheim: Oh yes.
Cal: We'll both have the lamb, rare with very little mint sauce. You like lamb, right sweet pea?
Molly Brown: You gonna cut her meat for her to there Cal?
Crewman: What do you think you're doing? You'll have to pay for that, you know! That's White
Star Line property!
Jack and Rose: Shut up!
Jack: They've got you trapped Rose, and you're going to 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 is
going to burn out.
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