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as would his parents...

and since he's a fine person...

He would too, and you,

the obedient daughter...

will marry him, and live unhappily

ever after, right?

- Yes.

- No, you won't.

You should marry out of love,

not out of obedience. Understood?

Yes, sir.

This is my first ocean voyage ever.

- Really, Your Highness?

- And do you know why?

I always had a strong feeling

I should not go on a ship...

that something

would happen to me.

- Your Highness!

- Lord Douglas laughed at me too.

But I still would not have sailed

if they had not assured me...

that the Titanic is

the first unsinkable ship in the world.

So I'm no longer afraid at all.

I would love to get some sun.

Will you come along?

Gladly.

Herr Petersen.

Shall we go?

I'd like to remain here a while,

Your Highness.

Very well, child.

Here you are.

Excuse me. I mistook you

for the Herr Petersen...

who was first officer on the Excelsior

when I sailed to Egypt.

You look just like him.

But that Herr Petersen was a charming

and especially courteous man.

He would have greeted me differently.

Pardon me, madam. I wasn't aware

I was being discourteous.

Why are you in such a foul humor?

You used to smile so nicely.

Or are you on duty?

No, I'm off duty,

just like that time in Cairo.

Yes, I behaved dreadfully there.

And I was so pleased

that you wanted to show me Cairo.

Do you really know

what happened back then?

I only know you were no longer on board

when I got back from Alexandria.

- I really have to go.

- How come?

I'll tell you tonight.

- Until then.

- Until then.

You take me for a spoiled,

superficial woman...

who indulges

her every whim, don't you?

Now I would seem discourteous

if I didn't insist to the contrary.

I wouldn't want to disappoint you again.

You must be right.

And my whim now is to prove

you will do anything I want.

That won't be difficult,

since as first officer...

it's my duty to fulfill the wishes of

the passengers as much as possible.

But there must be things

you're expressly forbidden to do.

Of course. For example, I may not

visit passengers in their cabins...

- or take them to the engine room...

- That's enough.

I would like to see the engine room.

But madam, I just told you

that's not allowed. I'm sorry.

Fine. Then perhaps you would

accompany me to the billiard room?

Gladly.

Well played,

but poorly thought through.

You've left yourself wide open.

Not at all. You'll score

500 points at most...

and you're behind by 1,000.

- Now what do you have to say?

- I didn't plan on that.

Who doesn't plan for everything

sees his plans go awry.

What is that supposed to mean?

Just a figure of speech.

At any rate, we're now tied.

Sir Bruce...

I have a big favor to ask you,

and you may not refuse.

Then of course I will not.

I'd love to see the engine room.

A fine idea!

We'll all come along.

Are you interested?

Very much.

I'll just let my wife know.

But we must have an expert guide.

Could Herr Petersen come along?

- He just got off duty.

- But of course.

Would you please show us

the engine room?

Mr. President, I am unfortunately

not authorized to do that.

This is an official order.

As first officer, I'm not allowed

to accept official orders from you.

I see. Mr. Braun?

Please call the captain.

We're going to see the engine room.

Will you come along?

No, I'm not interested.

Besides, I'm sure

I'd find it too hot and dirty.

As you like.

I thank you.

It's your move.

Do you want to sacrifice your king?

I could eliminate him right now.

Is that really possible?

If I wish to, yes.

The queen feels strong enough

surrounded by a knight and her pawns.

Madeleine.

You seem to confuse

games with reality.

Sometimes a game

can become reality.

Let's play on.

Excuse me.

I'd like to send a telegram.

Address, please?

- Herr Ludwig Schramm.

- We can leave out the "Herr."

Hamburg, Groe Bleichen 15.

Groe Bleichen 15. Text, please?

- No.

- You don't want to send a telegram?

I mean the text is "No,"

and sign it "Hedy."

"Ludwig Schramm, Hamburg,

Groe Bleichen 15. No. Hedy."

- Is that all?

- Yes.

I'm going to see Phillips

in the telegraph room.

Helm.! Fifteen to port.!

Another ice warning.

Set everything else aside

and try to get other reports.

Another ice warning.

We're sailing right into drift ice.

- What was the last temperature?

- 41 .

Another four degrees lower.

A sure sign we're getting

close to the ice zone.

I'll advise the captain

to take further measures.

There are warnings about drift ice

and even reports of icebergs.

What measures have you taken?

I've changed course

and reduced our speed.

Why? You'll certainly recognize

an iceberg in plenty of time.

Pardon me, but you're mistaken.

Some icebergs are miles long

and 7/8 of them are underwater.

There is the danger of colliding

with the underwater mass.

Danger? That's ridiculous.

The Titanic is unsinkable.

Proof of that has not yet

been provided.

I demand you maintain

direct course at full speed, Captain.

That is a great responsibility for me.

If I may be permitted to comment...

such a responsibility

is intolerable for any seaman.

What is that supposed to mean?

Staying the course at full speed

would endanger over 2,000 lives.

In the event of catastrophe, there isn't

nearly enough room in the lifeboats...

for even a small portion

of the passengers.

Enough of your pessimism.

It's not pessimism. It's our duty

to consider every possibility.

That's intentional pessimism!

What do you mean by that?

Please, Herr Petersen...

What I mean is that,

as the only German officer on board...

you have no interest in the Titanic

winning the Blue Ribbon.

You will account for that remark

at the appropriate time.

Captain, we await

your orders on the bridge.

Captain, you know what

the White Star Line expects of you.

I know very well, Mr. President.

Captain, ice warning from the SS Baltic.

They urgently advise reducing speed.

Thank you.

The Baltic is a little tub.

We have to keep that in mind.

No change.

We will sail on course throughout

the night, full speed ahead.

If you need me,

I'll be in the ballroom.

So, you have the honor of sailing on

the fastest and safest ship in the world.

Tomorrow you'll be in New York.

And there I'll have

the honor of resigning.

I will not be a party

to such lack of responsibility!

Sailor, my binoculars.

You look as if the ship's ghost

is sitting up there and saying...

"Stay calm, people. Today is Sunday.

You have the Blue Diamond on board...

that has brought

both luck and disaster."

If you like, just think of the three corpses

we're transporting on ice down below.

Cut out the doomsaying.

Cold? No wonder, since the thermometer

has dropped again.

- Excuse me.

- Of course. Your shift is over anyway.

Have fun at the party.

I'm passing up the festivities.

I have other plans.

Telegram, ma'am.

"Assets confiscated.

Property seized.

Gregor banished to Siberia.

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