Rose: I love you, Jack. Jack: Don't you do that, don't say your good-byes. Not yet, do you understand me? Rose: I'm so cold. Jack: Listen, Rose. You're gonna get out of here, you're gonna go on and you're gonna make lots of babies, and you're gonna w...
Cal Hockley: Where are you going? To him? To be a whore to a gutter rat? Rose: I'd rather be his whore than your wife!
Jack: Well, yes, ma'am, I do... I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wi...
Jack: I'm the king of the world!
Jack: Do you love him? Rose: Pardon me? Jack: Do you love him? Rose: Well, you're being very rude. You shouldn't be asking me this. Jack: Well, it's a simple question. Do you love the guy or not? Rose: This is not a suitable conversation. Jack: Why c...
Rose: [Rose sees the lifeboat come back to look for survivors] Jack... [she shakes his hand, trying to get his attention] Rose: Jack... Jack... [she looks back at the lifeboat] Rose: Jack, there's a boat! Jack... [her smile begins to fade as she real...
Immigration officer: May I take your name, miss? Rose: Dawson. Rose Dawson.
Old Rose: Fifteen-hundred people went into the sea, when Titanic sank from under us. There were twenty boats floating nearby... and only one came back. One. Six were saved from the water, myself included. Six... out of fifteen-hundred. Afterward, the...
[the Titanic is about to sink] Rose: Jack! This is where we first met.
[as Jack sketches her in the nude] Rose: I believe you are blushing, Mr. Big Artiste. I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing. Jack: He does landscapes.
[Rose shows Jack the diamond] Rose: Jack, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls. Wearing this... Jack: All right. Rose: Wearing *only* this.
Jack: Where to, Miss? Rose: To the stars.
Lewis Bodine: We never found anything on Jack... there's no record of him at all. Old Rose: No, there wouldn't be, would there? And I've never spoken of him until now... Not to anyone... Not even your grandfather... A woman's heart is a deep ocean of...
Jack: [waving to people as the Titanic sets off] Goodbye! Fabrizio: You know somebody? Jack: Of course not! That's not the point! Goodbye, I'll miss you! Fabrizio: Goodbye! I'm gonna never forget you!
Jack: I don't know about you, but I intend to write a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all of this.
Old Rose: It's been 84 years, and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the Ship of Dreams, and it was. It really was.
[Jack is kissing Rose's hand] Jack: I saw that in a nickelodeon once and I always wanted to do it.
Rose: Hello Jack. I changed my mind. They said you might be out here. Jack: Shhh. Gimme your hand. Now close your eyes, go on. Now step up. Now hold on to the railing. Keep your eyes closed, don't peek. Rose: I'm not. Jack: Step up on the railing. Ho...
