All language subtitles for NCIS - 1x01 - Yankee White.720p.BluRay.gage.en

(Gulls cry)

MAN: Come on.

WARDER: Just wait your turn! Just wait!

(Low chatter)

What's the matter, darling?
Isn't this what you were expecting?

- Leave us alone.
- Ooh!

Papa!

Don't worry.
We'll have you away from here in a moment.

- (Wolf whistle)
- You've got your orders, let her go.

You know, I can't help wondering why
Lady Georgiana Grex is to be set free,

but none of the others are.

It's not your place to wonder.

- It's not her place to pick a fight with the police.
- It was a demonstration for our right to vote.

Or to land up in a cell with thieves and tarts.

One more word and I'll report you to
the Home Secretary.

Who's your good friend, I suppose.

All right. Let her go.

But there are davits for 32 lifeboats.
Why on earth haven't we used them?

There's no need. The law stipulates 16 boats,

and that is what we have,
as well as four collapsibles.

Mr Carlisle wanted to carry boats
for everyone on board.

- I don't care, he isn't working on it any more.
- What difference does that make?

I will not have the promenade deck ruined,
or the ladies terrified out of their wits.

- Ismay! Oh, I'm so sorry. Am I interrupting?
- Not a bit. Not a bit.

Do you know our designer: Thomas Andrews?

- You must be very proud, Mr Andrews.
- Lord Manton is joining our maiden voyage.

Yes, we can hardly wait.

I'll leave you to it.
Until we meet on board, Lord Manton, lsmay.

I got your message. Of course we'll be glad
to arrange a cabin for Lady Georgiana.

- Lady Manton will be so grateful.
- But I'm afraid it won't be near yours.

It's a pity I have no time, or I might have
been able to move things around.

Yes, well, we only knew ourselves a day ago,

but Georgiana's health will suffer
if she can't leave England soon.

There'll be cancellations, surely.

I hear JP Morgan might not be
fit enough to travel.

I don't think Lady Manton would care for us
to be too separate.

- Leave it with me. I'll see what I can do.
- I hope I'm not being a nuisance.

We have one, two... Here comes the trunk.

Strip on...labelled, very good.

Are you excited?

You're not planning a hunger strike, are you?

You can take me round the world three times,
you know, it won't make any difference.

Then you've got nothing to worry about.

- Good heavens.
- What is it?

It's John Batley.

- And who is he?
- A lawyer at Harcourt and Fennell.

I wonder if he's looking for me.

- Batley.
- Lord Manton.

I don't think you know my wife.

Mrs Batley.

May I present the Batleys, my dear?

And this is my daughter, Lady Georgiana Grex.
Are you here on business?

I'm taking some papers to New York
for Mr Harcourt.

Are you coming to see him off,
or are you travelling too?

I'm going with him.

It's a pity they won't let us go ashore
at Queenstown tomorrow.

I thought we might all enjoy a taste of Ireland.

We're not there much these days.
We're based in London, now.

- Well, Croydon really.
- It's only the lucky Irish live in Ireland.

- You know Lady Manton is Irish?
BATLEY: Really?

She grew up near Blessington, County Wicklow,
didn't you?

Will we see you at the service on Sunday?

Of course.

Well, we shouldn't linger.

We don't have first-class tickets
and the guard will think we're stowaways.

I tell you what, why not come for tea with us,
on Sunday afternoon?

- I don't think that's allowed, my dear.
- Nonsense. I'll see that it is.

(Gulls cry)

(Horn honks)

(Distant shouting)

- Up, boys.
- There you are. Where have you been?

Just checking the cabins. Come on, quickly.

- Yes, but why...?
- Don't dawdle!

Teresa, come on!

(Clanking)

Oh, sorry. Crew?

Right to the end and turn left.

And next time don't use these stairs!

Come on.

- What numbers do the tickets say?
- I know where I'm going.

Paolo, forza!

Sorry, excuse me. Permisso.

Sorry.

(Speaks Italian)

Sandrini, you're late!

Sorry, Chief.
I was trying to get my brother taken on.

Chief!

- There's a fire in one of the coalbunkers.
- No surprise there.

Dampen it down, keep your eye on it. We'll see
what happens when we get the coal down a bit.

All right, Sandrini, get on with it.

Oh, what happened with your brother?

He's a waiter in first class.

He'll earn his money, then.

(Cheering)

(Horn)

I wish you wouldn't call me Irish.

- You are Irish.
- I'm not, not in that way.

You could have been friendlier.

Why? And why do we have go through with
this ghastly tea?

To be polite. Batley works for me.

And, if he does, I suppose he gets paid for it.

What's your cabin like?

All right. Same as this.

Oh, how nice. Captain Smith
will be joining our table for dinner.

What's the time? I'd better go and change.

No, no. Don't get changed.
No-one changes on the first night out.

- Why not?
- It's not the done thing. Just tidy yourself up.

- I still don't see why not.
- What does it matter?

Because I don't believe in the done thing.
If I do a thing, I like to know why I'm doing it.

You wouldn't last long in the army.

MAN: He says he loves to see the sights,
but he never leaves the...

Is this right for first-class servants?

Why? Are there many servants
in second class?

Who do you work for?

I am valet to the Earl of Manton.

And this is Miss Watson.

The Countess' lady's maid.

Hello, Miss Watson.
Roberta Maioni, with the Countess of Rothes.

- Oh, we met at the Duchess of Bedford's.
- Yes, we certainly did.

And er...who are you with?

- Madame Aubart.
- Ah.

Is she travelling alone?

Not at all.
She is with Mr Guggenheim, the millionaire.

Oh, I see.

I wonder if you do.

He may not, but I do, right enough.

Excuse me.

Don't let's start the voyage badly.

Can't we just rub along with them?
It's only a week.

Mr Barnes, as we both know,
I do not share your...moral elasticity.

I have standards, you have none.
That is where we differ.

Would you like to take your places for dinner,
everyone?

Excuse me.

We're all employed by
English and Scottish families.

Might we share a table?

If that's what you'd like.

It's not catching, being an American,
and some of us quite like it.

So do you always look after
the maids and the valets?

Usually. I've got a few of
the second-class cabins, as well.

- But we're first-class passengers.
- You're first-class servants.

In every way, I'm sure.

Oh, Lord Manton,
do you know Mr and Mrs Astor?

- Good evening, madam.
- Oh, and a touch of glamour at your table.

You'll have heard of Miss Dorothy Gibson.

Oh, I doubt it. Why should folks like you
care about my crazy job?

And this is my mother.

- Hello.
- (Whispers) Miss Gibson's a film star.

And Mr And Mrs Widener and their son Harry.

- Hello.
- How do you do?

- Oh, John. How lovely to see you.
- Well, perhaps we should all go in.

CAPTAIN: Oh, just a moment.
Mr and Mrs Rushton, good evening.

Do forgive us if we've kept you all waiting,

only I had to see where
they've locked up my poor darling.

- Her Pekinese. Dogs have to travel in cages.
- Suki, in a cage!

I feel like William Wilberforce.
"Who'll free the dogs?"

(Polite laughter)

(Low chatter)

I'm with you, ma'am.
They've locked up my dog too.

- Ah!
- Let's say you and me stage a breakout.

- Shall we?
- (Chuckles)

My main prize was
a copy of Francis Bacon's essays.

First edition?

Not quite, no.

Second, 1598. I'll show it to you, if you like.

It's rather sad that all our old books and pictures
seem to be emigrating these days.

In search of a better life.

Harry seems to be enjoying himself.
He's usually rather shy.

It's never been a problem for Georgiana.

Well, I suppose it must have been
quite a struggle, starting a business.

I beg your pardon?

The Captain means when you opened
your dress shop, Lady Duff Gordon.

What's your name?

Paolo Sandrini, sir.

And you are in charge of this table
for the voyage?

Yes, sir.

Mm.

I didn't know we had
any Italian stewards in this dining room.

Just me, sir.

Thank you.

Do you fancy a game of anything?

No, thank you, I prefer to read.

Oh, what have we here? Aesop's Fables.

- Well, I never.
- May I have it back?

- The book...
- Ah!

Here! Here!

Please! Please!

"To my dear little Mabel, in the hope

that these examples will be
a source of strength to her through life.

From Papa, Christmas 1891."

- Aaah.
- All right, that's enough now.

WOMAN: OK, that's it. Stop it now, please.
- (Ripping)

- Just give it to me!
- Yes, give it to her, for heaven's sake!

Yes. Give it to her.

I'm sorry. It was just meant to be a bit of fun.

I can mend it for you, if you like.

J' Classical

ls there anything you'd like to hear, Miss?

- Do you know Autumn, by Archibald Joyce?
- We know all the waltzes, Miss.

May I have the pleasure?

You don't know it'll be a pleasure.

Well, I'll take my chances.

- Champagne, sir.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

I can't think why I'm doing this.
I despise this sort of thing.

That sounds interesting.

Please don't flirt with me, Mr Widener

- You'll only regret it.
- Why?

Because I'm not your type at all
and you're certainly not mine.

Hm. Who is?

Oh...writers and rebels,
angry at their fellow man's injustices.

Can't a book collector hate injustice too?

Not when he's heir to
the largest fortune in Philadelphia.

It's hard to be lectured on equality
by the daughter of an English earl.

Ismay, hello. I can't thank you enough
for coming to our aid at such short notice.

Not at all. I see Lady Georgiana
has already met her match.

I hope so, but I doubt it.

It's Mr Andrews, isn't it?

You must be having a proud time of it.

And this is Mr Benjamin Guggenheim.
Lord and Lady Manton.

- How are you?
- Pleasure.

May I introduce you to a great friend of mine,
Madame Auban?

Enchanté.

I am afraid I'm very tired.

- If you will excuse me...
- Of course.

J' Ragtime

Mr Guggenheim.

May I cut in?

- I don't believe it's an English custom.
- But we're good old American boys.

It's all right.

- I'm Jack Thayer.
- How do you do?

So, do you know this dance,
or isn't it an English custom, either?

You'd be surprised.

- What is the matter with her?
- (Low conversation)

You mean...they're together, but not married?

- Isn't that rather odd on a ship like this?
- I suppose we're all men of the world.

Lord Manton may be a man of the world,
Mr lsmay,

but I am not a woman of the world,
I'm glad to say. Good night.

Yes, I thought Madame Aubart
looked a little sheepish.

And no wonder.

What shall we do about Georgiana?

I do sympathise.
How hard it is to keep the young in check.

I'm told she was in one of
those dreadful Suffragette demonstrations.

You must be at your wits' end.

- I would be.
- I'm sure.

But we are a political family.
You, I think, have always been in trade.

Would you like me to turn down the bed,
madam?

- No, thank you.
- No? Very good.

MRS BATLEY: Yes?

- Would you like me to turn down the bed?
- Come in.

She didn't mean to be unfriendly.

You saw how she looked at us
when he invited us to tea.

She couldn't have been more shocked
if we'd spat in her face.

(Clears throat)

Could you help me with this?

- You exaggerate.
- I do not.

And why, in the name of God,
did you agree to attend an Anglican service?

"Of course, Lord Manton.
My pleasure, Lord Manton."

I thought it'd be interesting.

And the necklace.
The clasp is a bit stiff, you have to squeeze it.

Thank you.

Who does she think she is?

She thinks she's a countess and she's right.

- She also thinks she's Irish and she is not...
- She grew up in County Wicklow.

If I grew up in a kennel,
would it make me a dog?

The Anglo-Irish are just as...

The so-called Anglo-Irish
are Anglo first and Irish never.

They've crushed the life out of us
and you expect me to chat with her,

- over a plate of sandwiches?
- You're not being reasonable.

You've let them choke the life
out of your dreams,

and yet one invitation to tea in first class

and you could be a spaniel,
begging for a pat from the master.

- 21 years I've had that book.
- I know.

Not a scratch on it, not a mark, until tonight.

Look, I am so sorry
and I have said that I will mend it.

- I'll be the first...
- Can't we complain about our table?

The actress and the mother!

I dread to think how they earned their crusts
before the girl struck it lucky.

- I rather liked them.
- As for that Duff Gordon woman,

carrying on as if she were a queen and not
a seamstress with an eye to the main chance.

They're just people, Louisa, trying to get
from Southampton to New York, like we are.

Is everything all right, Barnes?

Oh, yes. Thank you, m'lord.

(Mechanical chugging)

Watch out, the Sugar Plum Fairy has arrived.

- Who are you calling a fairy?
- Leave him alone, he's my brother.

I'd keep that to myself, if I were you.

(Chuckles)

Maybe.

J' Ragtime

Jack! It's past your bedtime.

- I can't believe it.
- You'd better go.

She'll get me for baby snatching.

- Mother, I am 17 years old.
- Never mind that, dear.

I'm sure Miss Gibson can spare you.

I can't believe you just...
Mother, that's so embarrassing.

You're just embarrassing...

May I?

Second Officer Charles Lightoller
at your service.

Won't you be struck off?

On this ship,
the passengers' welfare is all we care about.

Ah. Very glad to hear it.

Besides, I'm a fan.

- (Giggles) Better and better.
- No, I mean it.

I enjoyed you in Miss Masquerader
and in Hands Across The Sea.

Heavens, you really are a fan.

Ah, Mr Lightoller,
I'm trying to find my way to second class.

I don't suppose you know
where I should be headed?

I'd be a poor seaman if I didn't.

When you go back, there's a shortcut.

You'll get to your corridor but, if you keep going,
you'll come to the staircase in first class.

- But...don't let anyone see you.
- Thanks.

I need a necklace for tonight,
but there's nobody on duty.

The Purser's back at six,
unless you'd like me to send for him.

No, no. Six will be fine, thank you.

Here we are, m'lord. All present and correct.

So you are.

(Low chatter)

These are all quite free.

Is there some difficulty?

Would you prefer that I left?

So kind.

(Clears throat)

Ah, here we are.

Well, this is hospitable, I must say.

Did she turn you out of your seat? I'll tell her.

We knew what we were taking on
when we booked our passage.

Even so.

No-one is more morally indignant
than a beauty the wrong side of 40.

- The Germans don't want a war.
- I'm not so sure.

They want an empire
and they feel they're entitled to one.

Do empires matter now?
They're always more toil than profit.

Oh! So will you vote for the Irish Home Rule Bill,
then, when it gets to the Lords,

if you see no point in empires?

- Ireland's rather different.
- Not to the Irish, it isn't.

Don't you agree, Lady Manton?

I leave these things to Lord Manton.

Yes, Ireland has a special tie with England.

We shouldn't break it yet.

So what are we doing tonight?
Not much, I hope.

Dining at Gatti's restaurant.

Is that the expensive one on B Deck
with all the Dago waiters?

It's the one we've been invited to by
Harry's charming parents.

Oops.

- You can buy my silence with one condition.
- Name it.

May I take your daughter for a walk on deck
before we dine?

Let me change first.

- Wrap up, it's colder than it was.
- We should be getting along, too.

- Thank you so much, Lady Manton.
- Thank you, Lady Manton.

It's been delightful.

- Hasn't it, Muriel?
- Delightful.

- Can you find your way back?
- Oh, I think so.

Nobody stops you going into second class.

That'll teach you.

I can't see the English wanting to drop
the class system.

- It's woven into their character.
- I never judge people by their class.

- Don't you?
- (Barking)

Oh, look. There's that frightful Mrs Rushton
and her horrid, little dog.

I rest my case.

- Oh, aren't they adorable at this age?
- Don't touch him!

- L...l wasn't going to hurt him.
- Of course not.

Alice, what has gotten into you?

- I do apologise, Miss.
- No, it couldn't matter less.

- You have lovely children.
- Thank you.

Well, at least she takes her job seriously

Too seriously by half.

(Chuckles)

But Philadelphia is so far away.

Better a Yankee Nabob than a home-grown
anarchist with a handmade bomb.

Is this brooch a bit showy?

What about a smaller one?

We ought to get going.

Oh, never mind.

It'll have to do.

As soon as we're all gathered,
we'll walk to the restaurant.

Harry, take in Lady Georgiana.

She's pretty, she's well born and there's money.

Believe me, Harry could meet a worse fate.

Ah, here they are. Let's go...

(Whispers) ..before the Rushtons find us.

That was a delicious dinner.

You Americans are so generous to strangers.
We English never are.

Now you'll die of cold.

Not if you're near me.

We're going to bed in a minute.

Good night, Mama.

It's so clear and calm, there's scarcely a ripple.

You're enjoying it more than
you thought you would, admit it.

I shall admit what I choose.

Don't take a stand on everything.
Pick your battles.

If you fight for a cause,
make sure it's a cause that you care about,

not just a way to annoy your parents.

You seem to know me very well, all of a sudden

I seem to like you very well, all of a sudden,
that's for sure.

Well, Mr Widener

now we have a secret

We missed you in the dining room,
but I hope you enjoyed yourselves.

Very much, thank you.

Ha-ha! That's my trick
and I will shoot the man who denies it.

I'll just take them to the safe.

There was a terrific queue by the Purser's
when we passed.

I'll keep them under my pillow tonight.

- Put them in the safe tomorrow morning.
- I don't mind queuing. I'd rather.

No, you can do it in the morning.

(Giggles) Made it.

So that is five hearts achieved plus 50
for the insult from this naughty man here.

- Whose deal?
- Mine.

(Bell clangs)

(Telephone rings)

What did you see?

Thank you.

Iceberg right ahead.

- Hard a-starboard!
- Hard a-starboard sir.

(Grunts)

(Rumbling)

(Clanking)

(Rumbling)

(Conversations stop)

- What was that?
- Nothing, I'm sure, but...

We've hit an iceberg. Well, scraped along one.

Murdoch ordered hard a-starboard
and reversed engines, but it was very close.

(Silence)

Louisa?

(Murmurs)

Why aren't you undressed?

Listen.

- I can't hear anything.
- Exactly.

The engines have stopped.

Take care.

Officer,
can you tell me what on earth is going on?

I'm very sorry to have to say it, m'lord,
but we've hit an iceberg.

- What? When?
- About half an hour ago.

But we can't be in any real danger,
not on this ship.

Get your women up on deck
as quickly as you can.

Make them wear something warm.

But, surely, I mean...

It's not going to sink?

I certainly hope not.

- Quickly now, you need to get dressed.
- What?

I've woken Georgiana. She'll be here
in a minute, but there's no time to lose.

We need to hurry.

- You've heard, then, m'lord?
- Yes, we have.

Watson, help your mistress to get ready.

It's just a safety exercise,
but I don't want any of you to miss it.

What do you mean, a safety exercise?
In the middle of the night? What's wrong?

Well, we've hit something and
they want us on deck. It's just a precaution.

If there's really nothing to worry about, I'd prefer
to stay in the warm until we know...more.

- What's this doing here?
- What do you mean?

This brooch. I wasn't wearing it, last night.

Everyone on deck!
Captain's orders, with life jackets!

Ah, good.

Everyone on deck! Captain's orders.
Bring life jackets!

STEWARD: Life jackets! Captain's orders!

Everyone on deck! Captain's orders.
Bring life jackets!

- Everyone on deck! Captain's orders.
- Alice, bring the baby!

- Sarah, find me my clothes. I'll get Loraine.
- Come on. Come on. That's it.

- (Baby cries)
- Sssh.

Ssssh.

STEWARD: This way, please. To the boat deck.
- Come with me!

I know a way through second class.
It'll take us up to the boat deck.

STEWARD:
That's it. Keep moving. This way, please.

(Chatter)

- I understand that.
- Do you hear me?

I will see what I can do.

- What in God's name?
- It's the Purser's office.

- They're trying to get hold of theirjewels.
- Close it down now! Get them all up on deck!

- (Woman screams)
- Thank God I kept the best of mine out.

- What a stroke of luck.
- As if you needed luck, you patronising bitch!

- Excuse me.
- No more put-downs, I'm not in the mood.

You think you're so smart,
so fine, so aristocratic, don't you?

- You are pathetic. You're stupid, selfish...
- You get away from us.

Batley, over here! Take control of your wife!

Take control? How dare you, you arrogant pig!

- Will you shut up?
- I will not shut up for a dirty philanderer like you.

Yes, quite the big nobleman now. What about
your grubby little secrets in Dulwich?

BATLEY:
Come away, you foolish, foolish woman!

WOMAN: Please give me my necklace!
- (Shouting)

I really think I'd rather freeze to death outside

than spend one more minute
with these ghastly, screaming women.

- You're all right.
MAN: Can we not go up?

Not yet. All in good time.

Don't worry. There's no danger.

- Ma, don't let them put me in the water.
- You won't go near the water.

- I can't swim, Ma. I can't swim.
- Nobody's going to be swimming anywhere.

There'll be a boat to take us off
in the shake of a lamb's tail.

They're only waiting for it to arrive.

Could you see anything?

Not much. They're getting the boats out.

They say there's no danger.

(Whispers) They're lying.

Stay together.

This boat is gone. Go the other way.

The other way, this boat is gone.

But it's not even half full. Stop!

LADY DUFF GORDON: What can we do?

We can't bring it back, m'lord.

- No, I won't go without Suki.
- Grace, my dear, be sensible.

We could never find the cage again.
She may already be drowned.

- Quickly, madam, if you're coming.
- No! I'm not, no!

Save that space! Sarah, you go!
I'll follow when I find Alice and the baby.

Take Loraine.

Let go, darling. Let go.

Please, take her! Let go! Let go!

- The boat must go, madam.
- Oh, all right.

- (Loraine screams)
- Go. We'll be on the next one.

(Rocket booms and fizzles)

Let the ladies through to the front, please.

Mr Lightoller? Mr Lightoller?
How many more can you take?

This one's full. There's one about to load
on the other side. Lower!

This boat is full. Back!

Make space in the boat, please.

- Don't worry about me, I'll be fine.
- But he's only just 17.

Any more for this boat?
Any more for this boat? Madam?

- Get in. I won't be long.
OFFICER: Take my hand.

- But it's not nearly full.
- Women and children only.

- Surely it's women and children first, not only.
- Orders, I'm afraid, ma'am.

Excuse me, Benjamin.

May I accompany her?

- No men, I'm afraid, sir.
- I only ask because of her condition.

She's expecting, you see.

I'm very sorry, sir

Ready the boat!

Lower away!

I'll be all right. It's all right.

You give them back to me when we next meet.

J' Ragtime

I suppose there is some point to this?

Well, I don't know about you,
but I can't think of anything better to do.

Here's the young lady who likes
the Autumn waltz.

Would you play it for me now?

Come on.

Keep going

- My dear, what that woman said...
- Not now.

- Excuse me.
MAN: Stay still!

That's the Allisons' nanny.
Why isn't she with them?

Quickly! Louisa, come on, quickly!

(Gasps) Wait for us!

Come on, Mother, quick!
There, Miss. Excuse me.

Can you make a place for her, please?

Georgiana, just get on.

- Louisa, please!
- I will not sit in a boat with a drunken prostitute.

You can't make me.

(Rocket whooshes)

- I can't, not on my own. No, please.
- Georgiana.

It's too high. No, I can't, please.

Please... Please, Papa.
I'm sorry, I can't. I'm sorry.

Take the steps, please. That's right. Keep going.

What now, sir?

Well, first, I will change into
something more gentlemanly...

..and, then...we can wait upon events.

- Harry! Harry! Harry!
- Are you all right?

You must get to a boat straight away.

They're full back there or the queue will fill them.

Some down at the end
are still taking on women.

I was coming to fetch Mother,
but Father says she's already on.

I'm going to wave her goodbye.
After that I'll come and look for you.

I just hope I don't find you.

- Why?
- Cos I want you to be safe.

- Georgiana, if I don't make it...
- Don't say that!

Men'll get through this.

In first, in second, or in steerage,
and they'll live.

Just make sure that you're one of them, please.

There'll be no room in this one, I'm afraid.

- But why are so few of them full?
- Too dangerous. There's a risk they might split.

Once we've got the women off,
the men can swim out to them.

- But how? From where?
- From the hatches.

Even if we could get down there,
the boats are rowing away.

They're frightened of the suction
if she goes down.

Is that if, or when?

So, what of the rest? Pitched into the icy water?

I'm afraid you've miscalculated
with your splits and your hatches, Mr Lightoller,

and hundreds of people will drown
who need not have done.

Lower away!

- (Metallic creaking)
- See you soon.

Take care.

You're Mrs Widener, aren't you?
We haven't met. I'm Lady Rothes.

- My son can't swim.
- (Rocket booms)

Oh, my dear.

- (Panicked cries)
- Excuse me.

- I'm not going to do it, no. No.
- Grace, this is folly.

Giglio, you know I'm not a democrat
but, at times like this, you are welcome to sit.

I'm trying to get my family away. We keep
missing the boat, literally. Mr Andrews?

Some people ran through here
on the way to the promenade deck.

- They said there are still some boats there.
- Thank you. Will you come with us?

There's too much rushing about already.
I prefer to wait, see what happens.

Come on.

Good luck to you.

- Harry!
- Georgiana!

- I hoped you'd gone. I prayed you'd gone.
- No. We've been unlucky.

Hurry! They've got one of the collapsibles
onto a davit and they're loading it now.

- It may be the last boat to get away.
- Good. Come on.

It's through here. Left!

Come on. This way.

- Manton, here. This way.
- Louisa, I wish you'd let me explain.

You are funny.

Did you think you could keep a secret like that?

Don't you know me at all?

Lady Manton!

No, I'm not going.

- Louisa, you must.
- We can stay together.

Whatever happens we'll just stay together.

Please, let me do
one last thing I can be proud of.

- Louisa, you must.
- I am not leaving you behind.

Mama!

- Mama, don't leave me!
- You can do this.

There's one thing you could do
that would help me so very much, my dear.

Live, for me. Please, live.

- Lady Manton, the boat must go!
- Please, Mama! Please, come with me!

STEWARD: Ready to lower!