she's got a bone in her teeth now, eh, mr. murdoch.
no, but we're making excellent time.
i prefer not to push the engines until they've been properly run in.
thankyou, sparks.
not to worry, it's quite normal for this time of year. in fact, we're speeding up. i've just ordered the last boilers lit.
yes, like a mill pond. not a breath of wind.
mmmmm. well, i'm off. maintain speed and heading, mr. lightoller.
and wake me, of course, if anything becomes in the slightest degree doubtful.
what was that, mr. murdoch?
close the emergency doors.
find the carpenter and get him to sound the ship.
a five degree list in less than ten minutes.
we've struck ice.
can you shore up?
that's right.
the pumps--
how much time?
and how many aboard, mr. murdoch?
i believe you may get your headlines, mr. ismay.
that's right. the distress call. cqd. tell whoever responds that we are going down by the head and need immediate assistance.
and she's the only one who's responding?
four hours!
thank you, bride.
come back! come back to the ship!
the fools.