泰坦尼克号TITANIC 全剧本.docx

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泰坦尼克号TITANIC全剧本

Man:

13meters.Youshouldseeit.

Okay,takeherupandoverthebowrail.

（OverRadio）:

Okay,Mir2,we'regoingoverthebow.

Staywithus.（SonarPings）

（MechanicalWhirring）

Okay,quiet.We'rerolling.

Seeinghercomingoutofthedarknesslikeaghostshipstillgetsmeeverytime--

Toseethesadruinofthegreatshipsittingherewhereshelandedat2:

30inthemorningofApril15,1912afterherlongfallfromtheworldabove.

（ManSnickers）

Youaresofullofshit,boss.

-（Giggles）

-（MechanicalWhirring）

（SonarPinging）

Man:

Divesix--HereweareagainonthedeckofTitanic21/2milesdown3,821meters.

Thepressureoutsideis31/2tonspersquareinch.

Thesewindowsarenineinchesthickandiftheygo

it'ssayonaraintwomicroseconds.

Allright,enoughofthatbullshit.

（MechanicalWhirring）

Justputherdownontheroofof

theofficer'squarterslikeyesterday.

-Man:

Sure.

-Man（OverRadio）:

Okay,Mir2.

Wehavelandedrightonthegrand

staircase.Youguyssettolaunch?

Yeah,Brock--LaunchingDunkinnow.

Go,Charlie.

-Allright,tetherout.

-Man:

Tetherout.

Man（OverRadio）:

Okay,Brock,

we'redroppingdownalongthehull.

Rogerthat.Okay,dropdownandgo

intothefirst-classgangwaydoor.

IwantyouguysworkingtheDdeck

receptionareaandthediningsaloon.

Man（OverRadio）:

Copythat.

-Tetherout.

-Man:

Tetherout.

-Nowleft,left.

-I'mcomingleft.

Brock:

SnoopDogisonthemove.

We'reheadeddownthestairwell.

Okay,Lewis,dropdowntoBdeck.

Adeck.

Lewis:

Givemesomerope,Captain.

Bdeck--getinthere,getinthere.

Brock:

Watchthedoorframe.

Watchthedoorframe.

-Iseeit.Igotit.

-（Bang）

（MechanicalWhirring）

-（Cracking）

-We'regood.Justchill,boss.

Brock:

Makeyourturn.Comearound.

-Lewis:

Cableout,Captain.

-Makeyourturn.Watchthewall.

Yeah,Brock,we'reatthepiano,youcopy?

Brock:

Okay,copythat.

Brock:

Okay,rightthere.

Rightthere.That'sit!

-That'sthebedroomdoor.

-Iseeit.Iseeit.

We'rein!

We'rein,baby.We'rethere!

Brock:

That'sHockley'sbed.

That'swherethesonofabitchslept.

Lewis:

Oops,somebodyleftthewaterrunning.

Hey,holditjustasecond.

Gobacktotheright.

Thatwardrobedoor--getcloser.

-Yousmellingsomething,boss?

-Iwanttoseewhat'sunderit.

-Givememyhands,man.

-（MechanicalWhirring）

Allright.

-Takeiteasy,itmightcomeapart.

-Okay.

Go,go,go,go.

Flipitover.Flipitover.Go.

Keepgoing,go,go,go.

Okay,dropit.

Oh,baby,baby,areyouseeingthis,boss?

It'spayday,boys.

（ManSpeakingOverLoudspeaker）

（Cheering）

（lmitatesCashRegister）:

Ka-ching!

-Wedidit,Bobby.

-Lewis:

Oh,yeah.Who'stheman?

Who'sthebest,baby?

Sayit.Sayit.

Youare,Lewis.

（SawBuzzingLoudly）

-Bobby,mycigar.

-Bobby:

Righthere.

（Cheering）

Brock:

Okay,crackheropen.

（ManSpeakingOverLoudspeaker）

Shit.

Nodiamond.

Youknow,boss,thissamethinghappenedtoGeraldo

andhiscareerneverrecovered.

Turnthecameraoff.

Bobby:

Brock,thepartners

wouldliketoknowhowit'sgoing.

Hey,Dave,Barry,hi.

Look,itwasn'tinthesafe

buthey,hey,don'tworryaboutit.

There'sstillplentyofplacesitcouldbe.

Hellyes!

Floordebrisinthesuite,

themother'sroom,purser'ssafeonCdeck.

-JimmyHoffa'sbriefcase.

-Brock:

Adozenotherplaces.

Guys,look,you'vejustgottotrust

myinstincts.Iknowwe'reclose.

Wejustgottogothrough

alittleprocessofelimination.

Hangonasecond.

-Letmeseethat.

-Wemighthavesomethinghere,guys.

Where'sthephotographofthenecklace?

We'llcallyourightback.

I'llbegoddamned.

Reporter:

TreasurehunterBrockLovett

isbestknownforfindingSpanishgold.

It'sokay.

I'llfeedyouinaminute.

NowhehascharteredRussiansubstoreach

themostfamousshipwreckofall:

theTitanic.

Heiswithusliveviasatellite

fromtheresearchshipKeldyshintheNorthAtlantic.

-Hello,Brock.

-Brock:

Hello,Tracy.

EveryoneknowsthefamiliarstoriesofTitanic--

thenobility,thebandplaying

tilltheveryendandallthat.

ButwhatI'minterestedinaretheuntoldstories

thesecretslockeddeepinsidethehullofTitanic.

We'reouthereusingrobottechnology

togofurtherintothewreck

thananybody'severdonebefore.

Yourexpeditionisatthecenterofastormofcontroversy

oversalvagerightsandevenethics.

Manyarecallingyouagraverobber.

Nobodycalledtherecoveryofartifacts

ofKingTut'stomb"graverobbing."

-Woman:

Whatisit?

-Turnthatup,dear.

Ihavemuseum-trainedexpertsoutheremakingsure

thattheserelicsarepreserved

andcataloguedproperly.

Takealookatthisdrawing

thatwefoundjusttoday:

Apieceofpaperthat'sbeenunderwaterfor84yearsandmyteamwereabletopreserveitintact.

Shouldthishaveremainedunseenat

thebottomoftheoceanforeternity?

I'llbegoddamned.

Man（OverLoudspeaker）:

Vnimanye,vnimanye...

Bobby:

Brock!

There'sasatellitecallforyou.

Bobby,we'relaunching.Yousee

thesesubmersiblesgoinginthewater?

Trustme,buddy.Youwanttotakethiscall.

Thisbetterbegood.

Yougottospeakup.She'skindofold.

Great.ThisBrockLovett.

-HowcanIhelpyou,Mrs.--

-Calvert.RoseCalvert.

Mrs.Calvert?

Iwasjustwonderingifyouhadfound

theHeartoftheOceanyet,Mr.Lovett.

Toldyouyouwantedtotakethecall.

Allright,youhavemyattention,Rose.

Canyoutelluswhothewomaninthepictureis?

Oh,yes.

Thewomaninthepictureisme.

（YellingOverEngineNoise）:

She'sagoddamnedliar--

Somenutcaseseekingmoneyorpublicity.

Godonlyknowswhy,likethat

Russianbabe,Anesthesia.

They'reinbound!

RoseDewittBukaterdiedontheTitanic

whenshewas17,right?

-That'sright.

-Ifshehadlived,she'dbeover100.

101nextmonth.

Okay,soshe'saveryoldgoddamnedliar.

Look,I'vealreadydonethebackgroundonthiswoman

allthewaybacktothe'20s

whenshewasworkingasanactress.

Anactress!

There'syourfirstclue,Sherlock.

HernamewasRoseDawsonbackthen.

ThenshemarriesthisguynamedCalvert.

TheymovetoCedarRapids

andshepunchesoutacoupleofkids.

Now,Calvert'sdead,andfromwhat

Ihear,CedarRapidsisdead.

Andeverybodywhoknowsaboutthediamond

issupposedtobedeadoronthisboat,butsheknows.

Doesn'texactlytravellight,doesshe?

Mrs.Calvert,I'mBrockLovett.

WelcometotheKeldysh.

Okay,let'sgetherinsidethere.

-Hi,Ms.Calvert.

-Hi.

WelcometotheKeldysh.

Man:

Hey.Hey!

-（Knocking）

-Rose:

Yes?

-Areyourstateroomsallright?

-Rose:

Oh,yes,verynice.

HaveyoumetmygranddaughterLizzie?

Shetakescareofme.

Wemetjustafewminutesago.

Remember,Nana,upondeck?

There,that'snice.

HavetohavemypictureswhenItravel.

CanIgetyouanything?

lsthereanythingyou'dlike?

Yes.

Iwouldliketoseemydrawing.

Brock:

LouisXVIworeafabulousstone

thatwascalledtheBlueDiamondoftheCrown

whichdisappearedin1792

aboutthesametimeoldLouis

losteverythingfromtheneckup.

Thetheorygoesthatthecrowndiamondwaschopped,too

recutintoaheart-likeshapethat

becameknownas"HeartoftheOcean."

TodayitwouldbeworthmorethantheHopeDiamond.

Itwasadreadful,heavything.

Ionlyworeitthisonce.

Lizzie:

Youactuallythinkthisisyou,Nana?

Itisme,dear.Wasn'tIadish?

Itrackeditdownthroughinsurancerecords--

Anoldclaimthatwassettled

undertermsofabsolutesecrecy.

Canyoutellmewhotheclaimantwas,Rose?

IshouldimaginesomeonenamedHockley.

Brock:

NathanHockley,that'sright.

Pittsburghsteeltycoon.

Claimwasforadiamondnecklace

hissonCaledonboughthisfiancee--you

aweekbeforehesailedonTitanic.

Itwasfiledrightafterthesinking

sothediamondhadtohavegonedownwiththeship.

Youseethedate?

"April14,1912."

Whichmeansifyourgrandmotheriswhoshesayssheis.shewaswearingthediamondthedaytheTitanicsank.Andthatmakesyoumynewbestfriend.Thesearesomeofthethingswerecoveredfromyourstateroom.Thiswasmine.Howextraordinary!

AnditlooksthesameasitdidthelasttimeIsawit.Thereflectionhaschangedabit.AreyoureadytogobacktoTitanic?

Lewis:

Okay,herewego.Shehits

thebergonthestarboardside,right?

Shekindofbumpsalongpunchingholes

likeMorsecode--dit-dit-dit--alongtheside,belowthewaterline.Thentheforwardcompartmentsstarttoflood.Nowasthewaterlevelrises,itspillsoverthewatertightbulkheadswhichunfortunatelydon'tgoanyhigherthanEdeck.Sonowasthebowgoesdown,thesternrisesup

slowatfirst,thenfasterandfasteruntilfinallyshe'sgotherwholeassissticking

upintheairandthat'sabigass.

We'retalking20,000,30,000tons,okay?

Andthehull'snotdesignedtodeal

withthatpressure,sowhathappens?

Shesplits,rightdowntothekeel

andthesternfallsbacklevel.

Thenasthebowsinks,itpullsthe

sternverticalandfinallydetaches.

Now,thesternsectionjust

kindofbobstherelikeacork

foracoupleofminutes,floodsand

finallygoesunderabout2:

20a.m.

twohoursand40minutesafterthecollision.

Thebowsectionplanesawaylandingaboutahalfamileaway

going20,30knotswhenithitstheoceanfloor.

（lmitatesCrashing）

Prettycool,huh?

Thankyouforthatfineforensicanalysis,Mr.Bodine.

Ofcourse,theexperienceofitwas

somewhatdifferent.

Willyoushareitwithus?

（MusicPlaying）

（Crying）

-I'mtakinghertorest.

-No.

-Comeon,Nana.

-No!

Taperecorder.

Tellus,Rose.

It'sbeen84years.

It'sokay.Justtrytoremember

anything--anythingatall.

Doyouwanttohearornot,Mr.Lovett?

It'sbeen84years.