Saturday, March 5, 2011
















Rose : I love you,Jack.
Jack : Don't you do that,don't say your good-byes.
Rose : I'm so cold.
Jack : Listen,Rose.You're gonna get out of here.You're gonna go on and make a lot of babies and you're gonna watch them grow.You're gonna die and old..and old lady warm in her bed,but not here,not this night.Not like this,do you understand me?
Rose : I can't feel my body.
Jack : Winning that ticket,Rose,was the best thing ever happened to me..it brought me to you.And I'm thankful for that,Rose.I'm thankful.You must do me this honor,Rose.Promise me,you'll survive.That you won't give up,no matter what happens,no matter how hopeless.Promise me now,Rose,and never let go of that promise.
Rose : I promise.
Jack : To never let go.
Rose : I'll never let go.I'll never let go,Jack.

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