INT: Interior of boat.
Rose: Nice place you’ve got here. See this one hasn’t sunk. That’s an improvement.
Hudson: You’ll be living in here. Some old shit about. I found some vinyl..that’s like a REALLY BIG CD from the PAST WHERE YOU LIVE KATE.
Rose: I’m not Kate Winslet.
Hudson: Can I get you anything, is there anything you’d like?
Rose: I’d like you to make some sort of sense. And to see my drawing.
(Rose stares into a watery shimmer, sees the picture of herself.)
Rose: That is NOT Kate Winslet, for a start…looks nothing like her.
Hudson: Yeah, well we just thought that…er..
Rose: Thought what?
Hudson: Nothing Kate. Check this old shit out. I found a shattered comb, a shit old mirror, and a packet of Chewits, still whole that…
Rose: Sigh….this was mine…
(Looks in small mirror. Shows her face.)
Rose: The reflection has changed a bit.
Hudson: Yeah. In the film it looks like Kate Winslet….
Rose: What film?
Rose: You are an absolute prick. It’s all coming back to me now…er…as soon as Phyllis remembers this bit and stuff…
(I am Phyllis)
Rose: Er..I have to get up and go over to that screen a minute..
(Walks up to screen. Shows a room in the past and then old. Rose wonders how it got that shot. Then she sobs a bit.)
Rose: Fucking hell. Er…right..
G-daughter: I’m taking her to rest…come on nana.
Rose: NO! NO…
Hudson: Tell us Rose..
Rose: Do you want to hear this or not, Mr Lovett?
Hudson: Hudson out of ALIENS. And yes, I thought i’d implied that.
Rose: Right. It was 1972, Sting was fighting wars in the Arctic, football was invented and some ship sank. No…er..it was earlier than that..1912. Yep. It was all new. I can still remember the fresh paint. The china had never been used…the sheets had never been slept in…Titanic was called the Ship of Dreams..which it wasn’t..it was a boat. Er..no, it was…actually, it really was..
(Goes back to past…loads of people are hanging about in Southhampton docks, screaming at a boat…some are getting on, some are fucking about at customs, a man with a beard has it checked for lice…see more in part five, tomrrow. If I can be fucking bothered.)