Ruth:
Tell us of the accomodations in steerage, Mr. Dawson. I hear they're quite good on the ship.
Jack:
The best I've seen, Ma'am. Hardly any rats.
[laughter from the table]

Cal Hockley:
Mr. Dawson is joining us from the Third Class. He was of some assistance to my fiancée last night.
Rose:
It turns out that Mr. Dawson is quite a fine artist. He was kind enough to show me some of us work today.
Cal Hockley:
Rose and I differ somewhat in our opinion of fine art...
[to Jack]

Cal Hockley:
Not to impune you work, sir.
Jack:
[Jack shrugs it off as no offense; Jack looks down at his utensils, confused as which to use, he turns to Molly Brown]
Are these all for me?
Molly Brown:
Just start from the outside and work your way in.
Ismay:
He has every rivet in it, don't you, Thomas?
Rose:
Your ship is a wonder, Mr. Andrews, truly.
Thomas Andrews:
Thank you, Rose.
Waiter:
[to Jack]
How do you take your caviar, sir?
Jack:
No caviar for me, thanks. Never did like it much.
Ruth:
And where exactly do you live, Mr. Dawson?
Jack:
Well, right now, my address is the RMS Titanic, after that, I'm on God's good humor.
Ruth:
And how is it you have means to travel?
Jack:
I work my way from place to place, you know, tramp steamers and such, but I won my ticket on Titanic here in a lucky hand of poker, a very lucky hand.
Col. Archibald Gracie:
All life is a game of luck.
Cal Hockley:
A real man makes his own luck, Archie. Right, Dawson.
Jack:
Mm-hmm.
Ruth:
And you find that sort of rootless existence appealing, do you?
Jack:
Well, yes, ma'am, I do. I mean, I've got everything I need right here with me. I've got air in my lungs and a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's going to happen or...
[Eating of piece of bread]

Jack:
... Who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night, I was sleeping under a bridge and now, here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people.
[to the waiter]

Jack:
I'll take some more of that.
[Back to the table]

Jack:
I figured life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You never know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you.
[Seeing Cal getting ready to light up a cigarette, he throws Cal his lighter]

Jack:
Here you go, Cal.
[Back to the table]

Jack:
To make each day count.
Molly Brown:
Well said, Jack.
Col. Archibald Gracie:
Here, here.
Rose:
[Raising her glass for a toast]
To making it count.
[the table joins in on the toast]
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 07:49

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