3.泰坦尼克号
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JACK ：Don`t do it.
   [She whips her head around at the sound of his voice. It takes a second for her eyes to focus. ]
ROSE ：Stay back! Don't come any closer!
   [Jack sees the tear tracks on her cheeks in the faint glow from the stern running lights. ]
JACK： Take my hand. I`ll pull you back in.
ROSE ：No! Stay where you are. I mean it. I`ll let go.
JACK ：No you won't.
ROSE： What do you mean no I won`t? Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do. You don't know me.
JACK ：You would have done it already. Now come on, take my hand.
   [Rose is confused now. She can`t see him very well through the tears, so she wipes them with one hand, almost losing her balance. ]
ROSE： You`re distracting me. Go away.
JACK ：I can`t. I'm involved now. If you let go I have to jump in after you.
ROSE： Don`t be absurd. You`ll be killed.
[ He takes off his jacket. ]
JACK ：I'm a good swimmer.
   [He starts unlacing his left shoe. ]
ROSE： The fall alone would kill you.
JACK ：It would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't. To be honest I'm a lot more concerned about the water being so cold.
   [She looks down. The reality factor of what she is doing is sinking in. ]
ROSE ：How cold?
JACK：
   [taking off his left shoe]
Freezing. Maybe a couple degrees over.
   [He starts unlacing his right shoe. ]
JACK：   Ever been to Wisconsin?
ROSE：
   [perplexed]
No.
JACK ：Well they have some of the coldest winters around, and I grew up there, near Chippewa Falls. Once when I was a kid me and my father were ice-fishing out on Lake Wissota... ice-fishing's where you chop a hole in the--
ROSE ： I know what ice fishing is!
JACK ：Sorry. Just... you look like kind of an indoor girl. Anyway, I went through some thin ice and I'm tellin' ya, water that cold... like that right down there... it hits you like a thousand knives all over your body. You can't breath, you can't think... least not about anything but the pain.
   [takes off his other shoe]
Which is why I'm not looking forward to jumping in after you. But like I said, I don't see a choice. I guess I'm kinda hoping you'll come back over the rail and get me off the hook here.
ROSE ： You're crazy.
JACK ：That's what everybody says. But with all due respect, I'm not the one hanging off the back of a ship.
   [He slides one step closer, like moving up on a spooked horse. ]
JACK ：Come on. You don't want to do this. Give me your hand.
   [Rose stares at this madman for a long time. She looks at his eyes and they somehow suddenly seem to fill her universe. ]
ROSE ： All right.
   [She unfastens one hand from the rail and reaches it around toward him. He reaches out to take it, firmly. ]
JACK： I'm Jack Dawson.
ROSE：
   [voice quavering]
Pleased to meet you, Mr. Dawson.
   [Rose starts to turn. Now that she has decided to live, the height is terrifying. She is overcome by vertigo as she shifts her footing, turning to face the ship. As she starts to climb, her dress gets in the way, and one foot slips off the edge of the deck.
   She plunges, letting out a piercing shriek. Jack, gripping her hand, is jerked toward the rail. Rose barely grabs a lower rail with her free hand.
   Quartermaster Rowe, up on the docking bridge hears the scream and heads for the ladder. ]
ROSE ： help! help!
JACK ： I've got you. I won't let go.