Titanic Page #4

LOVETT:

Is your stateroom alright?

ROSE:

Yes. Very nice. Have you met my granddaughter, Lizzy? She takes care of me.

LIZZY:

Yes. We met just a few minutes ago, grandma. Remember, up on deck?

ROSE:

Oh, yes.

Brock glances at Bodine... oh oh. Bodine rolls his eyes. Rose finishes

arranging her photographs. We get a general glimpse of them: the usual

snapshots... children and grandchildren, her late husband.

ROSE:

There, that's nice. I have to have my pictures when I travel. And Freddy of

course.

(to the Pomeranian)

Isn't that right, sweetie.

LOVETT:

Would you like anything?

ROSE:

I should like to see my drawing.

CUT TO:

24 INT. LAB DECK, PRESERVATION AREA

Rose looks at the drawing in its tray of water, confronting herself across

a span of 84 years. Until they can figure out the best way to preserve it,

they have to keep it immersed. It sways and ripples, almost as if alive.

TIGHT ON Rose's ancient eyes, gazing at the drawing.

25 FLASHCUT of a man's hand, holding a conte crayon deftly creating a

shoulder and the shape of her hair with two efficient lines.

26 THE WOMAN'S FACE IN THE DRAWING, dancing under the water.

27 A FLASHCUT of a man's eyes, just visible over the top of a sketching

pad. They look up suddenly right into the LENS. Soft eyes, but fearlessly

direct.

28 Rose smiles, remembering. Brock has the reference photo of the necklace

in his hand.

LOVETT:

Louis the Sixteenth wore a fabulous stone, called the Blue Diamond of the

Crown, which disappeared in 1792, about the time Louis lost everything from

the neck up. The theory goes that the crown diamond was chopped too...

recut into a heart-like shape... and it became Le Coeur de la Mer. The

Heart of the Ocean. Today it would be worth more than the Hope Diamond.

ROSE:

It was a dreadful, heavy thing.

(she points at the drawing)

I only wore it this once.

LIZZY:

You actually believe this is you, grandma?

ROSE:

It is me, dear. Wasn't I a hot number?

LOVETT:

I tracked it down through insurance records... and old claim that was

settled under terms of absolute secrecy. Do you know who the claiment was,

Rost?

ROSE:

Someone named Hockley, I should imagine.

LOVETT:

Nathan Hockley, right. Pittsburgh steel tycoon. For a diamond necklace his

son Caledon Hockley bought in France for his fiancee... you... a week

before he sailed on Titanic. And the claim was filed right after the

sinking. So the diamond had to've gone down with the ship.

(to Lizzy)

See the date?

LIZZY:

April 14, 1912.

LOVETT:

If your grandma is who she says she is, she was wearing the diamond the day

Titanic sank.

(MORE)

LOVETT (CONT'D)

(to Rose)

And that makes you my new best friend. I will happily compensate you for

anything you can tell us that will lead to its recovery.

ROSE:

I don't want your money, Mr. Lovett. I know how hard it is for people who

care greatly for money to give some away.

BODINE:

(skeptical)

You don't want anything?

ROSE:

(indicating the drawing)

You may give me this, if anything I tell you is of value.

LOVETT:

Deal.

(crossing the room)

Over here are a few things we've recovered from your staterooms.

Laid out on a worktable are fifty or so objects, from mundane to valuable.

Rose, shrunken in her chair, can barely see over the table top. With a

trembling hand she lifts a tortoise shell hand mirror, inlaid with mother

of pearl. She caresses it wonderingly.

ROSE:

This was mine. How extraordinary! It looks the same as the last time I saw

it.

She turns the mirror over and looks at her ancient face in the cracked

glass.

ROSE:

The reflection has changed a bit.

She spies something else, a silver and moonstone art-nouveau brooch.

ROSE:

My mother's brooch. She wanted to go back for it. Caused quite a fuss.

Rose picks up an ornate art-nouveau HAIR COMB. A jade butterfly takes

flight on the ebony handle of the comb. She turns it slowly, remembering.

We can see that Rose is experiencing a rush of images and emotions that

have lain dormant for eight decades as she handles the butterfly comb.

LOVETT:

Are you ready to go back to Titanic?

CUT TO:

29 INT. IMAGING SHACK / KELDYSH

It is a darkened room lined with TV monitors. IMAGES OF THE WRECK fill the

screens, fed from Mir One and Two, and the two ROVs, Snoop Dog and DUNCAN.

BODINE:

Live from 12,000 feet.

ROSE stares raptly at the screens. She is enthraled by one in particular,

an image of the bow railing. It obviously means something to her. Brock is

studying her reactions carefully.

BODINE:

The bow's struck in the bottom like an axe, from the impact. Here... I can

run a simulation we worked up on this monitor over here.

Lizzy turns the chair so Rose can see the screen of Bodine's computer. As

he is calling up the file, he keeps talking.

BODINE:

We've put together the world's largest database on the Titanic. Okay,

here...

LOVETT:

Rose might not want to see this, Lewis.

ROSE:

No, no. It's fine. I'm curious.

Bodine starts a COMPUTER ANIMATED GRAPHIC on the screen, which parallels

his rapid-fire narration.

BODINE:

She hits the berg on the starboard side and it sort of bumps along...

punching holes like a morse code... dit dit dit, down the side. Now she's

flooding in the

BODINE (cont'd)

forward compartments... and the water spills over the tops of the

bulkheads, going aft. As her bow is going down, her stern is coming up...

slow at first... and then faster and faster until it's lifting all that

weight, maybe 20 or 30 thousand tons... out of the water and the hull can't

deal... so SKRTTT!!

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