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. 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 fiancee. Cal Hockley: My fian... my fiancee! 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.
[Trying to stop Rose from committing suicide by jumping from the ship] Jack: Which is why I'm not really looking forward to jumping in there after you. But like I said, I don't have a choice. I guess I'm kinda hoping you'll come back over the rail and 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. 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: I love waking up in the morning not knowing where I'm gonna go or who I'm gonna meet. 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. 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? Ismay: So you've not lit the last four boilers then? Smith: No, I do not 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, too. We must give them something new to print. And the maiden voyage of Titanic must make headlines! 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: Who came up with 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 of the male preoccupation with size might be of particular interest to you. Ruth: [whispering] What's gotten into you? Rose: Excuse me.
[she leaves] Ruth: I must apologize. 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. Jack: Wait, just let me try and get this out. Rose you're...
[pause] Jack: I'm not an idiot. I know how the world works. I've got ten bucks in my pocket, I have nothing to offer you and I know that. But I'm too involved now. You jump, I jump, remember? I can't turn away without knowing you'll be alright. 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 soon, that fire that I love much about you Rose, that fire's going to burn out. Rose: It's not up to you to save me Jack. Jack: I know, only you can do that.
[Upon 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 shit. 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 your 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. 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 when I last used 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. Old Rose: Afterward, the seven hundred people in the boats had nothing to do but wait: wait to die, wait to live, wait for an absolution which would never come. Old Rose: A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. But now you all know there was a man named Jack Dawson, and that he saved me, in every way that a person can be saved.
[Jack sees Rose for the first time] Tommy Ryan: Ah, forget it, boyle. It is like if angels fly out of your arse as get next to the likes of her. 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, in 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: Are you certain? Thomas Andrews: Yes, In an hour or so, all of this will be at the bottom of the Atlantic. Rose: Excuse me, Mr. Andrews, but I've been doing the math in my head and it seems that with the number of people there are on board, there aren't enough lifeboats. Thomas Andrews: Not enough by half actually. Gosh, Rose, you miss nothing do you? I had originally intended for there to be more, but it was thought by some that it would make the decks seem too cluttered. Cal Hockley: A waste of space as it is on an unsinkable ship.
[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've changed my mind. They said you might be out here. Jack: Shhh. Give me your hand. Now close your eyes. Go on, 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: Alright. Open your arms! Rose: I'm flying, Jack!
[Jack starts singing] Jack: Come, Josephine, my flying machine, going up, she goes up, she goes.
[they kiss] Thomas Andrews: Sleep soundly young Rose for I have built you a good ship, strong and true, it has all the lifeboats you need. Old Rose: I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now only in my memory. 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: Iceberg right ahead! Smith: How many on board, Mr. Murdoch? Murdoch: 2,200 souls on board, sir. Smith: Well, I believe you may get your headlines, Mr. Ismay.
[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 and Rose are talking on the deck of the ship] Jack: Do you love him? Rose: Pardon me? Jack: Do you love him? Rose: You've been rude! You shouldn't be asking me this. Jack: Well, it's a simple question. Do you love the guy or not?
[Jack is making a toast during the first class dinner] Jack: To make each day count.
[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: Do you want to go to a real party?
[Rose throws a dime to Jack] Rose: As a paying customer, I expect to get what I want. Capt. Edward J. Smith: Take her to sea, Mr. Murdoch. Let's stretch our legs. Brock Lovett: This is Brock Lovett. How can I help you, Mrs. Calvert? Old Rose: I was just wondering if you had found the heart of the ocean yet, Mr. Lovett. Lovett's working partner: I told you wanted to take this call. Brock Lovett: Alright, 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. Bert Cartmell: It's a big boat, huh? Cora Cartmell: Daddy, it's a ship! Bert Cartmell: You're right.
[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: Alright, the moment of truth. Somebody's life is about to change. Fabrizio? Niente. Fabrizio De Rossi: Niente. Jack: Olaf? Nothing. Sven? Oh... two pairs. I'm sorry, Fabrizio. Fabrizio: Que sorry, va fanculo!
[Keeps talking in Italian] 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 and Fabrizio are about to aboard the Titanic] Jack: Wait, wait, wait! We're passengers. Officer: Have you been through the inspection cue? Jack: Of course. Anyway, we don't have any lice. We're Americans, both of us. Officer: Right, come aboard.
[The Titanic is about to sail] Jack: Good bye! Fabrizio De Rossi: You know somebody? Jack: Of course not. That's not the point. Good bye, I'll miss you. Fabrizio De Rossi: I'll never forget you!
[Rose is about to kill herself] 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: 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 would've done it already. Rose: You're distracting me. Go away! Jack: I can't. I'm involved now. Jack: I'm Jack Dawson. Rose: Rose DeWitt Bukater. Jack: I'm going to have to get you to write that down.
[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, alright?
[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: Alright. Rose: Wearing "only" this.
[Old Rose is telling the crew about the time Jack drew her] Old Rose: My heart was pounding the whole time. It was the most erotic moment of my life. Up until then, at least. Mr. Bodine: So, what happened next? Old Rose: You mean... did we do it? Sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Bodine. Jack was very professional.
[Jack and Rose are inside the car] Jack: Are you nervous? Rose: No. Put your hands on me, Jack. 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 alright. 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.
[The Carpathia is arriving to New York] Officer: Can I take your name, please love? Rose: Dawson, Rose Dawson.
[Rose is telling the crew and Lizzie about Jack Dawson] Old Rose: 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.