Titanic Page #3

LOVETT:

Easy, Lewis. Take it slow.

Lewis grips a wardrobe door, lying at an angle in a corner, and pulls it

with Snoop's gripper. It moves reluctantly in a cloud of silt. Under it is

a dark object. The silt clears and Snoop's cameras show them what was under

the door...

BODINE:

Ooohh daddy-oh, are you seein' what I'm seein'?

CLOSE ON LOVETT, watching his moniteors. By his expression it is like he is

seeing the Holy Grail.

LOVETT:

Oh baby baby baby.

(grabs the mike)

It's payday, boys.

ON THE SCREEN, in the glare of the lights, is the object of their quest: a

small STEEL COMBINATION SAFE.

CUT TO:

14 EXT. STERN OF DECK OF KEDYSH - DAY

THE SAFE, dripping wet in the afternoon sun, is lowered onto the deck of a

ship by a winch cable.

We are on the Russian research vessel AKADEMIK MISTISLAV KELDYSH. A crowd

has gathered, including most of the crew of KELDYSH, the sub crews, and a

hand-wringing money guy named BOBBY BUELL who represents the limited

partners. There is also a documentary video crew, hired by Lovett to cover

his moment of glory.

Everyone crowds around the safe. In the background Mir Two is being lowered

into its cradle on deck by a massive hydraulic arm. Mir One is already

recovered with Lewis Bodine following Brock Lovett as he bounds over to the

safe like a kid on Christman morning.

BODINE:

Who's the best? Say it.

LOVETT:

You are, Lewis.

(to the video crew)

You rolling?

CAMERAMAN:

Rolling.

Brock nods to his technicians, and they set about drilling the safe's

hinges. During this operation, Brock amps the suspense, working the lens to

fill the time.

LOVETT:

Well, here it is, the moment of truth. Here's where we find out if the

time, the sweat, the money spent to charter this ship and these subs, to

come out here to the middle of the North Atlantic... were worth it. If what

we think is in that same... is in that safe... it will be.

Lovett grins wolfishly in anticipation of his greatest find yet. The door

is pried loose. It clangs onto the deck. Lovett moves closer, peering into

the safe's wet interior. A long moment then... his face says it all.

LOVETT:

Sh*t.

BODINE:

You know, boss, this happened to Geraldo and his career never recovered.

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