Jack Dawson and his best friend, Fabrizio Di Rossi, were out on the third-class deck enjoying the day.
Jack was busy drawing a father and daughter, Burt and Cora Cartmell, who were enjoying the day as well. Burt was holding little Cora, and was trying to explain the propellers to the little girl. Jack's drawing was a perfect image of the two; a loving father and daughter sharing a happy moment.
Fabrizio, on the other hand, decided to make small talk with a fellow third-class passenger standing nearby. Fabrizio turned to the young man, who appeared to be Irish, and said, "The ship is nice, eh?"
The man said with pride, in a booming Irish accent, "Yeah, it's an Irish ship." Fabrizio looked in confusion and said, "Is English, no?" The man replied, "No, it was built in Ireland. 15,000 Irishmen built this ship. Solid as a rock. Big Irish hands."
Whatever else the man was going to say was interrupted by seeing a steward walk the first class dogs past them. The man scoffed as he took a drag of his cigarette and said, "That's typical…first class dogs come up here to take a shite."
Jack turned with an amused expression on his face. Jack replied, "Lets us know where we rank in the scheme of things."
Tommy grinned, let out a sarcastic chuckle and said, "Like we could forget?" Jack laughed, while the man leaned over to shake his new friend's hand and replied, "I'm Tommy Ryan." Jack returned the handshake and replied, "Jack Dawson." Fabrizio smiled and replied, "Fabrizio" as Tommy turned to shake his hand as well.
Tommy took another drag of his cigarette when he saw Jack's portfolio in his lap and asked, "Do you make any money with your drawings?" But the young artist did not reply.
Jack had every intention of answering Tommy, but he had gazed up to the upper deck to see the most breathtaking woman he had ever seen.
She appeared to be a couple of years younger than him; she was obviously first class. She was wearing a light lime-colored dress, and had the most beautiful red hair he had ever seen. She seemed sad though; like she wished she was anywhere else but here.
Tommy decided to follow Jack's sight line and also saw the beautiful girl. Tommy could tell that Jack was smitten with the lovely redhead and said, "Aww, forget it boyo. You'd as like have angels fly out of your arse as to get next to the likes of her."
Fabrizio waved a hand in front of Jack, trying to get his attention, and laughed when he failed. Jack kept his eyes on the woman. She had turned and they locked eyes for a moment. Suddenly a dark haired man approached her…she looked upset as the man had grabbed her arm. She quickly walked away leaving the other man alone and frustrated.
Jack saw the anger flash on the woman's face and hoped she was okay. He didn't like seeing anyone looking so upset. She appeared to have a fiery spirit, but she seemed so lonely. Maybe all she needed was a friend, but he quickly dismissed that from his thoughts. She was high society and there was no way a girl like that would even look at him, a lowly third-class artist. The gentleman that appeared out of nowhere was most likely her brother or significant other. Still she had seen him and kept eye contact with him until she was interrupted. Jack decided to get back to his visit with Tommy and Fabrizio; hoping he could get the beautiful redhead out of his mind. Jack had no clue that he had just laid eyes on the woman who would become the love of his life.
School and writer's block haven't been helping me with my other story Forever. So I decided to write this scene from the movie...it is one of my favorites and hopefully this may help my writer's block.
