Jack Dawson: I’m the king of the world!
Old Rose: I couldn’t stop shaking. It was the most erotic moment of my life. Up until then, at least.
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.
Old Rose: This was mine. How extraordinary! And it looks the same as when I last used it.. The reflection’s changed a bit.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: Oh mother, shut up! Don’t you understand? The water is freezing and there aren’t enough boats. Not enough by half. Half the people on this ship are going to die.
Jack Dawson: You’re so stupid, Rose! Why did you that? Why?
Rose DeWitt Bukater: You jump, I jump, right?