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stay up... like wings.
JACK
Okay. Open them.
Rose gasps. There is nothing in her field of vision but water. It's like
there is no ship under them at all, just the two of them soaring. The
Atlantic unrolls toward her, a hammered copper shield under a dusk sky.
There is only the wind, and the hiss of the water 50 feel below.
ROSE
I'm flying!
She leans forward, arching her back. He puts his hands on her waist to
steady her.
JACK
(singing softly)
Come Josephine in my flying machine...
Rose closes her eyes, feeling herself floating weightless far above the sea.
She smiles dreamily, then leans back, gently pressing her back against his
chest. He pushes forward slightly against her.
Slowly he raises his hands, arms outstretched, and they meet hers...
fingertips gently touching. Then their fingers intertwine. Moving slowly,
their fingers caress through and around each other like the bodies of two
lovers.
Jack tips his face forward into her blowing hair, letting the scent of her
wash over him, until his cheek is against her ear.
Rose turns her head until her lips are near his. She lowers her arms,
turning further, until she finds his mouth with hers. He wraps his arms
around her from behind, and they kiss like this with her head turned and
tilted back, surrendering to him, to the emotion, to the inevitable. They
kiss, slowly and tremulously, and then with building passion.
Jack and the ship seem to merge into one force of power and optimism,
lifting her, buoying her forward on a magical journey, soaring onward into a
night without fear.
100 IN THE CROW'S NEST, high above and behind them, lookout FREDERICK FLEET
nudges his mate, REGINALD LEE, pointing down at the figures in the bow.
FLEET
Wish I had those bleedin' binoculars.
101 JACK AND ROSE, embracing at the bow rail, DISSOLVE SLOWLY AWAY, leaving
the ruined bow of the WRECK--
CUT TO:
102 INT. KELDYSH IMAGING SHACK
OLD ROSE blinks, seeming to come back to the present. She sees the wreck on
the screen, the sad ghost ship deep in the abyss.
ROSE
That was the last time Titanic ever saw daylight.
Brock Lovett changes the tape in the mini cassette recorder.
BROCK
So we're up to dusk on the night of the sinking. Six hours to go.
BODINE
Don't you love it? There's Smith, he's standing there with the iceberg
warning in his fucking hand...
(remembering Rose)
... excuse me... in his hand, and he's ordering more speed.
BROCK
26 years of experience working against him. He figures anything big enough
to sink the ship they're going to see in time to turn. But the ship's too