Titanic Page #7

- Yes, I saw.

They're loading your lifeboat.

I'd better go to my own.

It's on the other side.

It will be a long walk, Richard,

but... thank you for lying.

I know you're trying to make it easy for us.

This way is easier for me, too.

Oh, Richard,

where did we miss out on each other?

I... I beg your pardon, sir.

I put you down as a useless man,

somebody to lead a cotillion.

After all, it was my major talent.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Sorry about everything.

We have no time to catalogue our regrets.

All we can do

is pretend 20 years didn't happen.

It's June again.

You're walking under some elm trees

in a white muslin dress.

The loveliest creature I ever laid eyes on.

That summer, when I asked you to marry me,

I pledged my eternal devotion.

I would consider it a great favour, Julia,

if you would accept

a restatement of that pledge.

- Ohh!

- Number six boat ready to lower away.

Please, madam.

Go ahead, my dear.

Hurry up! Number six boat

ready to lower away!

Stand by your falls!

Come along, Annette.

- Help your sister, Norman.

- Shouldn't I go on the boat with you?

- The officer put you here, didn't he?

- Yes, sir.

You know the rules.

A good soldier obeys orders.

- Yes, sir.

- Au revoir, my pet.

You look fat and funny in those life jackets,

like Tweedledum and Tweedledee.

Numbers four and six lifeboats,

stand by to lower away.

All passengers to the promenade deck.

Stand back, everybody, and keep together!

Attention! Attention, all able-bodied men!

We need your help forward and aft,

as quickly as you can, please!

Repairers, get over here at once. Over here!

All right, men. This way.

Keep moving. Keep moving.

Remain on this deck.

The boats will be lowered down.

- Stand back!

- All right, give me one of them paddles.

Over here, mates! Lend a hand. She's stuck!

I want some of you men on the end of this

rope, the rest of you over on the other one.

All women and children for lifeboat

number six, fasten your lifebelts, please.

Please see that your lifebelts are fastened.

Fasten your life jacket, madam.

- I'm sorry, ma'am. She's loaded.

- Where will I go, Officer?

Well, there may be another boat forward.

There's no room in this.

All right, now, don't crowd.

Stay in there.

Here's a space.

All right, lower away.

Where's Norman?

Norman? Norman!

He gave a woman up front his seat.

Norman! Norman!

There's a damn problem.

We're stuck in the block.

She won't clear. Get a marlinespike.

We'll never do it this way.

Number ten is farther aft, sir.

Seaman on number four line, haul away.

From the Carpathia, sir.

"We are coming full speed. 41 degrees 30

minutes north, 49 degrees 21 minutes west."

Give me their position again.

41 degrees 30 north,

49 degrees 21 west.

Have Mr Lightoller pass the word

to the lifeboats. Steer east-southeast.

They'll be picked up by dawn.

We're clear, Officer.

I think we have her repaired.

- Can you still keep up steam?

- We'll try, sir.

We need power for the Marconi instrument.

And I want to keep the lights burning.

If there's a ship coming, she has to see us.

Right, sir.

I presume you know

you may not make it out of here.

- Yes, sir. That's the way of it sometimes.

- Good luck.

I see you made it, Mr Meeker.

Oh, Norman.

Oh, my little boy.

- Steward! Mr Sturges. Have you seen him?

- No, I haven't.

Number seven coxswain to starboard.

Please sit down when you get in the boat.

Please keep still.

Fasten your life jacket, please, ma'am.

Number three boiler room flooded.

We're flooded to the after coal bunker, sir.

The bulkheads are about to go.

We're finished when the water

hits the main boilers.

Order all hands up from below.

Their duty's done.

- Yes, sir.

- Mr McDermott's waiting amidships, sir.

- What?

- Mr McDermott, sir.

Oh... Yes.

- You sent for us, sir?

- Yes. I think it might help if you'd play.

Yes, sir.

"Londonderry Air".

Please sit down

the moment you get in the boat.

Please sit down when you get in the boat.

Take your places, please. And keep still.

Keep your hands on the inside!

Mind your head.

- All right, Mrs Straus.

- No, please.

- Mrs Straus, this is the last lifeboat.

- Please, sir. I'm a very old lady.

I've been with Mr Straus most of my life.

I will not leave him now.

All right, ma'am.

Right, slack away your breast lines.

Keep your hands inside the boat!

Please sit still in the boat.

Fasten your life jacket there!

Lower away!

Look out! She's gonna blow!

Don't go in! The starboard boiler's gone,

and the port one's about to go!

- Are there men in there?

- A few, pinned under the rig.

- For God's sake, mister, don't go in there!

- For God's sake, I am going in.

Norman. Norman!

What's happened? What are you doing here?

- I was afraid I couldn't find you, sir.

- Come with me.

On the lower decks! It won't do any good

to jump. The water's near freezing!

Move aft! Move...

Officer, this boy's still aboard.

Where are they loading?

Sorry, sir. All the lifeboats have gone.

Well, Norman...

I didn't count on this.

All the other men were staying.

I thought perhaps I should too.

I'm wearing long trousers, sir.

I guess long trousers

is enough to prove you're a man.

Just the same, you're sore at me

for coming back, aren't you, sir?

Yes, I'm sore at you - the way I've always

been sore at those fool drummer boys

who stayed on to play "Last Retreat".

I... I thought maybe we could

make a swim of it, together.

Well...

Whatever happens...

I love you very much.

I've been proud of you every day of your life,

never as much as at this moment.

I feel tall as a mountain.

Mr Sturges? There's a boy up forward

looking for you, sir.

Yes, Harry, I found him.

He's my son.

She won't spark.

We're finished, mate.

Mr Jackson, you will make

the last entry in the log and secure.

At this hour,

all wireless communication broken off,

all lifeboats manned and lowered away...

This vessel sinking hard by the bow.

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer to thee

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer to thee

E'en though it be a cross

That raiseth me

Still all my song shall be

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer to thee

Though like the wanderer

The sun gone down

Darkness be over me

My rest a stone

Yet in my dreams I'd be

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer to thee

Yet in my dreams I'd be

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer...

Thus, on April 15th, 1912,

at 0220 hours,

as the passengers and crew

sang a Welsh hymn,

RMS "Titanic"

passed from the British registry.

Seven hundred and twelve people,

in 19 lifeboats, survived.

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer to thee

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