-10 years later- Phylicia is a famous actress and singer and modal and Randy is her manager and they live in Hollywood and everything is great since Phylicia got discovered singing in a little club in L.A 2 years ago and since them Phylicia and Randy have had it easy. Phylicia: wow I can't believe everything that has happened. Randy: yeah I know me 2 this is that best ever I can't believe you hired me as your manager. Phylicia: well you know more then my old manager. Randy: I told you he didn't know anything. Phylicia: yeah you are right I hope I get another movie deal this time better then the last. Randy: its coming don't worry I can feel it. Phylicia: yeah I am sure you are right. Randy:*gets a call* hello oh no way okay I am sure she would love to do it hang on I will ask her*to Phylicia* babe guess what? Phylicia: what? Randy: they want you to be in a movie. Phylicia: what movie? Randy: Titanic. Phylicia: shut up! Randy: yeah they are doing a re make of it and they want you to play Rose. Phylicia: oh my god I can't believe this. Randy: yeah should I tell them you want the part. Phylicia: hell yeah. Randy: okay*talking on the phone* yes she would love to okay, okay yes okay I will tell her thanks*hangs up*. Phylicia: what did they say? Randy: you have an audition in 2 days and they will send you a script tommow. Phylicia: okay I can't wait I hope I get the part I need this part. Randy: yeah I know. The next day Phylicia gets the script for Titanic and reads the lines. Phylicia: hey babe I got the script. Randy: oh good. Phylicia: hey there are 2 wanna help me go over my lines. Randy: sure who I do you want me to play. Phylicia: Jack. Randy: okay what part. Phylicia: the part where Jack stops Rose from jumping off the boat the back of the boat. Randy:*goes to the page* okay. Phylicia:*goes the same* you stat. Randy:*as Jack* Don't do it. Phylicia: Stay back! Don't come any closer! Randy: Come on, just give me your hand. I'll pull you back over. Phylicia: No, stay where you are! I mean it! I'll let go! Randy:* He approaches slowly, gesturing to his cigarette to show that he is approaching merely to throw it over the side into the ocean* No, you won't. Phylicia: What do you mean, "No, I won't"? Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do, you don't know me! Randy: Well, you woulda done it already. Phylicia: You're distracting me! Go away! Randy: I can't. I'm involved now. You let go, and I'm, I'm 'onna have to jump in there after you. Phylicia: Don't be absurd. You'd be killed! Randy: I'm a good swimmer. Phylicia: The fall alone would kill you. Randy: It would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't. Tell you the truth, I'm a lot more concerned about that water being so cold* pause. She looks down at the water. Jack is slowly removing his boots* Phylicia: How cold? Randy: Freezing. Maybe a couple degrees over. You ever, uh, you ever been to Wisconsin? Phylicia: What? Randy: Well, they have some of the coldest winters around. I grew up there, near Chippewa Falls. I remember when I was a kid, me and my father, we went ice fishing out on Lake Wissota. Ice fishing is, you know, where you... Phylicia: I know what ice fishing is! Randy: Sorry. You just seem like, you know, kind of an indoor girl. Anyway, I, uh, I fell through some thin ice; and I'm telling you, water that cold, like right down there... *He gestures with his chin down toward the Atlantic Ocean* ... it hits you like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body. You can't breathe. You can't think. At least, not about anything but the pain. Which is why I'm not looking forward to jumping in there after you. * They exchange glances*. Like I said, I don't have a choice. I guess I'm kinda hoping you'll come back over the railing, an' get me off the hook here. Phylicia: You're crazy. Randy: That's what everybody says but, with all due respect, Miss, I'm not the one hanging off the back of a ship here. Come on. C'mon, give me your hand. You don't want to do this. *She reaches her hand back, he reaches his forward, and he helps her back onto the deck*. Randy: Whew! I'm Jack Dawson. Phylicia: Rose De Witt Bukater. Randy: I'm gonna have to get you to write that one down. Phylicia: so how did I do? Randy: you did great. Phylicia: you did pretty good your self. Randy: really I am not an actor. Phylicia: you should be. Randy: yeah maybe one day I will. Phylicia: I hope so. Randy: yeah me 2. Phylicia:*smiles*. Randy:*smiles*.