Raise the Titanic Page #5

from where she disappeared.

Or ten.

- Let's hope not.

Dr. Silverstein group will be handling,

the location problems.

Our submarsables will work in concentric

circles around that point, as targeted.

Let me emphasize again the

importance of security.

Only those who need to know

have been briefed of this operation.

You will be operating under the direct control

of the CNO here, through Cinclant Fleet.

Any further questions? Admiral?

All right, thank you very much,

gentlemen, that's all.

We got all the stuff from the White Star Line, engineering

drawings and a complete stuctural design for the Titanic.

Good. How about a crew list,yes we got

that too. - And I think may be we lucked out.

One of the survivors is a man named Bigalow.

He was junior third officer in charge of cargo and

he is living in England, some place in Cornwall.

Its an odd thing you know. I had a few ships

shot out under me, more than my share.

Three in the war of 1914-1918

and two in 1939-1945...

but all any body ever asked,

me about the Titanic.

And now I am doing the same thing.

- And you're lucky you came to the right man.

As I said, it was cargo hold number nine.

D- deck on port side.

You sure of that location?

- No question about it.

We all saw that vault, when

it was loaded on board.

And we saw the passenger who owned it.

Not lightly to forget him...

a bushy beard and eyes like a fox.

Even if he had got a gun at me the

way he did, I would remember him.

The gun buisness. You said that happened

when the Titanic was already goin down?

Lifeboats in the water,

only half filled...

people scrambling all over.

It was pitiful.

I was on my way up to the boat deck

to give a hand...

when this crazy little fellow

shoved a gun in my face.

Wanted to go to cargo hold number nine...

and if I wouldn't take him,

he shoot me in my tracks.

That's what he said.

Well I was a young fellow than...

Wanted to live as long as I could,

So I took him.

When turned down number nine was

the only hold not already flooded.

Once he got in there spoted what

he was looking for, he was happy.

When I have nightmares about that lovely ship going

down I always see that crazy old man with the gun.

That was the last time you saw him,

there in the hold?

That's right. He wouldn't leave.

He went up to that vault

of his, a huge thing...

8 foot square, and that he did as if he

was the dog, muttering to himself.

You remember what he said?

- Same thing over and over.

Thanks to God for...

Southby. Thank God for Southby.

Its must be a pretty quiet life

for a man like you.

God help a man who can't live by himself.

We all end up in a single way,

sooner or later.

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