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boat.

                                                                      MOLLY

Come  on,  you  heard  the  man.  Get  in  the  boat,  sister.

                                                                        RUTH

Will  the  lifeboats  be  seated  according  to  class?  I  hope  they're  not  too

crowded--

                                                                        ROSE

Oh,  Mother  shut  up!

                                                  (Ruth  freezes,  mouth  open)

Don't  you  understand?  The  water  is  freezing  and  there  aren't  enough  boats...

not  enough  by  half.  Half  the  people  on  this  ship  are  going  to  die.

                                                                        CAL

Not  the  better  half.

PUSH  IN  ON  ROSE'S  FACE  as  it  hits  her  like  a  thunderbolt.  Jack  is  third

class.  He  doesn't  stand  a  chance.  Another  rocket  bursts  overhead,  bathing

her  face  in  white  light.

                                                                        ROSE

You  unimaginable  bastard.

                                                                      MOLLY

Come  on,  Ruth,  get  in  the  boat.  These  are  the  first  class  seats  right  up

here.  That's  it.

Molly  practically  hands  her  over  to  Lightoller,  then  looks  around  for  some

other  women  who  might  need  a  push.

                                                                      MOLLY

Come  on,  Rose.  You're  next,  darlin'.

Rose  steps  back,  shaking  her  head.

                                                                        RUTH

Rose,  get  in  the  boat!

                                                                        ROSE

Goodbye,  mother.

Ruth,  standing  in  the  tippy  lifeboat,  can  do  nothing.  Cal  grabs  Rose's  arm

but  she  pulls  free  and  walks  away  through  the  crowd.  Cal  catches  up  to  Rose

and  grabs  her  again,  roughly.

                                                                        CAL

Where  are  you  going?  To  him?  Is  that  it?  To  be  a  whore  to  that  gutter  rat?

                                                                        ROSE

I'd  rather  be  his  whore  than  your  wife.

He  clenches  his  jaw  and  squeezes  her  arm  viciously,  pulling  her  back  toward

the  lifeboat.  Rose  pulls  out  a  hairpin  and  jabs  him  with  it.  he  lets  go  with

a  curse  and  she  runs  into  the  crowd.

                                                                  LIGHTOLLER

Lower  away!!

                                                                        RUTH

Rose!  ROSE!!

                                                                      MOLLY

Stuff  a  sock  in  it,  would  ya,  Ruth.  She'll  be  along.

The  boat  lurches  downward  as  the  falls  are  paid  out.

TRACKING  WITH  ROSE,  as  she  runs  through  the  clusters  of  people.  She  looks

back  and  a  furious  Cal  is  coming  after  her.  She  runs  breathlessly  up  to  two

proper  looking  men.

                                                                        ROSE

That  man  tried  to  take  advantage  of  me  in  the  crowd!

Appalled,  they  turn  to  see  Cal  running  toward  them.  Rose  runs  on  as  the  two

men  grab  Cal,  restraining  him.  She  runs  through  the  First  Class  entrance.

Cal  breaks  free  and  runs  after  her.  He  reaches  the  entrance,  but  runs  into  a

knot  of  people  coming  out.  He  pushes  rudely  through  them...

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Cal  runs  in,  and  down  to  the  landing,  pushing  past  the  gentlemen  and  ladies

who  are  filling  up  the  stairs.  He  scans  the  A-deck  foyer.  Rose  is  gone.

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