She is shocked to see him. She steps instinctively to Jack. Cal looks at
her, standing there shivering in her wet slip and stockings, a shocking
display in 1912.
CAL
My God, look at you.
(taking off his boat)
Here, put this on.
She numbly shrugs into it. He is doing it for modesty, not the cold.
LIGHTOLLER
Quickly, ladies. Step into the boat. Hurry, please!
JACK
Go on. I'll get the next one.
ROSE
No. Not without you!
She doesn't even care that Cal is standing right there. He sees the emotion
between Jack and Rose and his jaw clenches. But then he leans close to her
and says...
CAL
(low)
There are boats on the other side that are allowing men in. Jack and I can
get off safely. Both of us.
JACK
(he smiles reassuringly)
I'll be alright. Hurry up so we can get going... we got our own boat to
catch.
CAL
Get in... hurry up, it's almost full.
Lightoller grabs her arm and pulls her toward the boat. She reaches out for
Jack and her fingers brush his for a moment. Then she finds herself stepping
down into the boat. It's all a rush and blur.
LIGHTOLLER
Lower away!
The two men watch at the rail as the boat begins to descend.
CAL
(low)
You're a good liar.
JACK
Almost as good as you.
CAL
I always win, Jack. One way or another.
(looks at him, smiling)
Pity I didn't keep that drawing. It's going to be worth a lot more by
morning.
Jack knows he is screwed. He looks down at Rose, not wanting to waste a
second of his last view of her.
222 ROSE'S PERCEPTION... IN SLOW MOTION: The ropes going through the pulleys
as the seamen start to lower. All sound going away... Lightoller giving
orders, his lips moving... but Rose hears only the blood pounding in her
ears... this cannot be happening... a rocket bursts above in slow-motion,
outlining Jack in a halo of light... Rose's hair blowing in slow motion as
she gazes up at him, descending away from him... she sees his hand
trembling, the tears at the corners of his eyes, and cannot believe the
unbearable pain she is feeling...
Rose is still staring up, tears pouring down her face.
SUDDENLY SHE IS MOVING. She lunges across the women next to her. Reaches the
gunwale, climbing it...
Hurls herself out of the boat to the rail of the A-Deck promenade, catching
it, and scrambling over the rail. The Boat 2 continues down. But Rose is
back on Titanic.
JACK
No Rose! NOOOO!!
Jack spins from the rail, running for the nearest way down to A-Deck.