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Jack: Wait! We're passengers! We're passengers! (flushed and panting, Jack waves the tickets as he and Fabrizio run up the ramp to the 3rd class gangway entrance) 6th Officer Moody: (looks at the tickets as Jack and Fabrizio reach the end of the ramp) Have you been through the inspection queue? Jack: (lying) Of course! Anyway, we don't have lice, we're Americans. (motions the tickets back and forth between himself and Fabrizio) Jack: Both of us. 6th Officer Moody: (nods) Right. Come aboard.

Thomas Andrews: Sleep soundly young Rose for I have built you a good ship, strong and true, she's all the lifeboats you need.

(Rose throws a dime to Jack) Rose: As a paying customer, I expect to get what I want.

Tommy Ryan: That's typical. First class dogs come down here to take a shite. Jack: That's so we know where we rank in the scheme of things. Tommy Ryan: Like we could forget.

(Rose shows Jack her engagement ring) Jack: God! Look at that thing! You would've gone straight to the bottom.

(the Titanic is about to sink) Rose: Jack! This is where we first met.

(after Jack saves Rose) Col. Archibald Gracie: Well, the boy's a hero then! Good for you, son. Well done.

Molly Brown: Ain't nothing to it, is there, Jack? Remember, they love money so pretend like you own a gold mine and you're in the club.

Rose: I don't know the steps! Jack: Neither do I! Just go with it!

Ruth: Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they're not too crowded. Rose: Oh mother, shut up! 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 Hockley: Not the better half. Molly Brown: Come on Ruth, get in the boat. First-class seats are right up here. Cal Hockley: You know, it's a pity I didn't keep that drawing. It'll be worth a lot more by morning. Rose: You unimaginable bastard!

Robert Hitchins: You don't understand. If we go back, they'll swamp the boat, they'll pull us right down, I'm tellin' you! Molly Brown: Knock it off. You're scaring me. C'mon girls! Grab an oar, let's go! Robert Hitchins: Are you out of your mind? We're in the middle of the North Atlantic! Now do you people want to live, or do you want to die? Molly Brown: I don't understand a one of you. What's the matter with ya? It's your men out there! There's plenty o' room for more! Robert Hitchins: And there'll be one less on this boat, if you don't shut that hole in your face!

Irish Little Boy: What are we doing, mommy? Irish Mommy: We're just waiting, dear. When they're finished putting first class people in the boat, they'll be starting with us. And we ought to be ready, oughtn't we? (Irish Girl nods)

Rose: So you think you're big tough men? (Rose takes Tommy's cigarette and takes a pull) Rose: Then let's see you do this. Hold this for me Jack. (lifts up her dress train) Rose: Hold it up! (Rose then slowly rises on her toes to complete a toe-stand) 3rd Class Woman: Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.

Rose: It's so unfair. Ruth: Of course it's unfair. We're women. Our choices are never easy.

(Jack is kissing Rose's hand) Jack: I saw that in a nickelodeon once and I always wanted to do it.

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