Quotes from Titanic 4
Mr. Dawson, Jack. I want to thank you for what you did. Not just for pulling me back but for your discretion. You're welcome. Look I know what you must be thinking: "Poor little rich girl. What does she know about misery?" No. That's not what I was thinking. What I was thinking was what could have happened to this girl to make her think she had no way out? Well, I It was everything. It was my whole world and all the people in it. And the inertia of my life plunging ahead, and me, powerless to stop it. God, look at that thing. You'd have gone straight to the bottom. Five hundred invitations have gone out. All of Philadelphia society will be there. Do you love him? Pardon me? Do you love him? You're being very rude. You shouldn't be asking me this. It's a simple question. Do you love the guy or not? This is not a suitable conversation.
Why can't you just answer the question? This is absurd. You don't know me and I don't know you and we are not having this conversation at all. You are rude and uncouth and presumptuous and I am leaving now. Jack, Mr. Dawson, it's been a pleasure. I sought you out to thank you and now I have thanked you. And you've insulted me. Well, you deserved it. Right. I thought you were leaving. I am. You are so annoying. Wait, I don't have to leave. This is my part of the ship. You leave. Well, well, well! Now who's being rude? What is this stupid thing you're carrying around? So, what are you, an artist or something? These are rather good. They're very good, actually. Jack, this is exquisite work. They didn't think too much of them in old Paree. Paris?
You do get around for a person of limited means. Go on, a poor guy. You can say it. Well, well, well. And these were drawn from life? That's one of the good things about Paris. Lots of girls willing to take their clothes off. You liked this woman. You used her several times. She had beautiful hands, you see? She was a one-legged prostitute. See? She had a good sense of humor, though. And this lady she used to sit at this bar every night wearing every piece of jewelry
she owned just waiting for her long lost love. We called her Madame Bijoux. See, her clothes are all moth-eaten. Well, you have a gift, Jack. You do. You see people. I see you. And? You wouldn't have jumped. But the purpose of university is to find a suitable husband. Rose has already done that. We're awfully sorry. You missed it. The Countess and I were just off to take the air on the boat deck. What a lovely idea. I need to catch up on my gossip. Countess. You've not yet lit the last four boilers? No, I don't see the need. We are making excellent time. The press knows the size of Titanic. Now, I want them to marvel at her speed. This maiden voyage of Titanic must make headlines. Mr. Ismay I would prefer not to push the engines until they've been properly run in. Of course, I'm just a passenger. I leave it to your good offices to decide what's best. Good man. Why can't I be like you, Jack? Just head out for the horizon whenever I feel like it. Say we'll go there sometime, to that pier even if we only ever just talk about it. No, we'll do it. We'll drink cheap beer we'll ride on the roller coaster till we throw up.
Then we'll ride horses on the beach, right in the surf. But you'll have to do it like a real cowboy, none of that sidesaddle stuff. You mean, one leg on each side? Yeah. Can you show me? Sure, if you like. Teach me to ride like a man. And chew tobacco like a man. And spit like a man. What, they didn't teach you that in finishing school? No. Come on, I'll show you. Let's do it. I'll show you how, come on. Jack, no. Come on. No. Wait, Jack. Come on. No, Jack. I couldn't possibly, Jack. Watch closely. That's disgusting. All right, your turn. That was pitiful. Come on, you really gotta hawk it back. Get some leverage to it, use your arms arc your neck. You see the range on that thing? Okay, go.
That was better. You got to work on it. Really? Really try to hawk it up and get some body to it. You gotta Mother. May I introduce Jack Dawson? Charmed, I'm sure. The others were gracious and curious about the man who'd saved my life. But my mother looked at him like an insect. A dangerous insect which must be squashed quickly. Jack, sounds like you're a good man to have around in a sticky spot. Why do they always insist on announcing dinner like a damn cavalry charge? Shall we go dress, Mother? See you at dinner, Jack.
Son? Son! Do you have the slightest comprehension of what you're doing? Not really. You're about to go into the snake pit. What are you planning to wear? I figured. Come on. I was right. Good evening, sir. There are several thousand tons of Hockley steel in this very ship. Which part? All the right ones, of course. Then we'll know who to hold accountable if there's a problem. Where's my daughter? She'll be along. There is the Countess. Hello, my dear. Good evening, Cal. So good to see you. Extraordinary. My dear, it's delightful to see you. What a remarkable voyage this is. It's mad, isn't it? Completely lunatic. There's the Countess of Rothes. And that's John Jacob Astor the richest man on the ship. His little wifey there, Madeleine, is my age, and in a delicate condition. See how she's trying to hide it? Quite the scandal. And that's Benjamin Guggenheim and his mistress, Madame Aubert. Mrs. Guggenheim is at home with the children, of course. And over here, we have Sir Cosmo and Lucile, Lady Duff-Gordon. She designs naughty lingerie, among her many talents. Very popular with the royals. Congratulations, Hockley. She's splendid. Why, thank you. Care to escort a lady to dinner? Certainly. Sweet pea? Ain't nothing to it, is there, Jack? Remember, they love money. So just pretend like you own a gold mine and you're in the club. Hey, Astor. Hello, Molly, nice to see you. J.J., Madeleine, I'd like you to meet Jack Dawson. How do you do? Pleasure. Well, Jack are you of the Boston Dawsons? No, the Chippewa Falls Dawsons, actually. Oh, yes. He must have been nervous, but he never faltered. They assumed he was one of them. Heir to a railroad fortune, perhaps. New money, obviously, but still a member of the club. Mother, of course, could always be counted upon. Tell us of the accommodations in steerage, Mr. Dawson. I hear they're quite good on this ship. The best I've seen, ma'am. Hardly any rats. Mr. Dawson is joining us from the third class. He was of some assistance to my fiance last night. It turns out that Mr. Dawson is quite a fine artist. He was kind enough to show me some of his work today. Rose and I differ somewhat in our definition of fine art. Not to impugn your work, sir. Are these all for me? Just start from the outside and work your way in. He knows every rivet in her, don't you, Thomas? Your ship is a wonder, Mr. Andrews. Truly. Thank you, Rose. How do you take your caviar, sir? No caviar for me, thanks. Never did like it much. And where exactly do you live, Mr. Dawson? Right now, my address is the RMS Titanic. After that, I'm on God's good humor. And how is it you have means to travel? I work my way from place to place. You know, tramp steamers and such. Right, Dawson? And you find that sort of rootless existence appealing, do you? Yes, ma'am, I do. I mean, I've got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs and a few blank sheets of paper. I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or who I'm gonna meet where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge, and now here...