I feel like I'm standing in the middle of a crowded room, screaming at the top of my lungs, and no one even looks up.
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 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. I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You don't know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you... to make each day count.
— Where to, Miss?
— To the stars.
— Promise me you'll survive. That you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.
— I'll never let go, Jack.
Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me... it brought me to you. And I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful.
I don't know about you, but I intend to write a strongly worded letter to the "White Star" about all of this.
Your money can't save you anymore than it can save me.
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