Titanic Page #2

Snoop Dog goes down several decks, then moves laterally into the First

Class Reception Room.

SNOOP'S VIDEO POV, moving through the cavernous interior. The remains of

the ornate handcarved woodwork which gave the ship its elegance move

through the floodlights, the lines blurred by slow dissolution and

descending rusticle formations. Stalactites of rust hang down so that at

times it looks like a natural grotto, then the scene shifts and the lines

of a ghostly undersea mansion can be seen again.

MONTAGE STYLE, as Snoop passes the ghostly images of Titanic's opulence:

10 A grand piano in amazingly good shape, crashed on its side against a

wall. The keys gleam black and white in the lights.

11 A chandelier, still hanging from the ceiling by its wire... glinting as

Snoop moves around it.

12 Its lights play across the floor, revealing a champagne bottle, then

some WHITE STAR LINE china... a woman's high-top "granny shoe". Then

something eerie:
what looks like a child's skull resolves into the

porcelain head of a doll.

Snoop enters a corridor which is much better preserved. Here and there a

door still hangs on its rusted hinges. An ornate piece of molding, a wall

sconce... hint at the grandeur of the past.

13 THE ROV turns and goes through a black doorway, entering room B-52, the

sitting room of a "promenade suite", one of the most luxurious staterooms

on Titanic.

BODINE:

I'm in the sitting room. Heading for bedroom B-54.

LOVETT:

Stay off the floor. Don't stir it up like you did yesterday.

BODINE:

I'm tryin' boss.

Glinting in the lights are the brass fixtures of the near-perfectly

preserved fireplace. An albino Galathea crab crawls over it. Nearby are the

remains of a divan and a writing desk. The Dog crosses the ruins of the

once elegant room toward another DOOR. It squeezes through the doorframe,

scraping rust and wood chunks loose on both sides. It moves out of a cloud

of rust and keeps on going.

BODINE:

I'm crossing the bedroom.

The remains of a pillared canopy bed. Broken chairs, a dresser. Through the

collapsed wall of the bathroom, the porcelain commode and bathtub took

almost new, gleaming in the dark.

LOVETT:

Okay, I want to see what's under that wardrobe door.

SEVERAL ANGLES as the ROV deploys its MANIPULATOR ARMS and starts moving

debris aside. A lamp is lifted, its ceramic colors as bright as they were

in 1912.

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