Character: Rose DeWitt Of Bukater

Paris for me is to live on the streets and try to get it down on paper. You know?
- I always wanted to run away and become an artist to live in the attic, to be poor, but free.
- You could not stand two days. There is no hot water and not to eat caviar.
- I hate caviar. And I hate when people tell me what I dream and what not. Everyone thinks I'm effeminate and fragile, but it is not. I'm strong and tough like a horse. I want to do something and not just be a decoration.

- You liked it. You drew her more than once.
She has pretty hands. See?
- You must have been having an affair with her.
- No, just with her hands.

Jack, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls. As I paid, I expect to get what you want.

Now you know that there was a Jack Dawson and he saved me. Saved in every possible sense of the word. And I even have photos of it left... He lives only in my memory...

Fifteen hundred people were in the water when the Titanic went down. Nearby swam twenty boats and only one came back... Only one... Saved six people, including me. Six... out Of fifteen hundred...

I hope the lifeboats will be passengers of the same class?
- Oh mother, shut up! You don't understand? The water is freezing! And boats not even enough for half the passengers! Half the people on the ship will die!

Mr. Andrews, tell me the truth. I saw the iceberg and I see it in your eyes.

Dear, now you can keep in your safe Deposit box both of us. Rose.

It was the most erotic moment of my life. At least at the time.
- And what happened next?
- You want to ask, was there anything further? Forced to disappoint you - Jack was a true professional.

- You're not a gift. You spoiled, spoiled brat. But you're adorable, beautiful, amazing girl I've ever met. Let me tell you. I'm not an idiot. I know how the world works. I have ten bucks in my pocket and there's nothing I can give, I understand that. But remember - jump, you and I... I'm not leaving until I see that you're okay. And then I'll go.
All is well. And it will be good. True.
- I don't believe you. You got caught, rose, and you will die if you don't break free. Not immediately, of course, because you are strong, but one day, the light that fascinated me this light will go out.
- You can't save me, Jack.
- No... It can only make you.

Everyone was interested to see that the guy saved my life. My mother looked at him as a cockroach, an insect that must be crushed.

- Look, I know what you think of me: rich girl poor, life is not smelled, what could she know about misery?
- No, no, I thought, what would happen to this girl left no other choice?..

- Thanked the boy.
Oh, Yes, of course. Lovejoy, twenty is enough.
- Twenty? Here is how much do you estimate the life of a beloved?

- There was stupid. I overboard paracladius and almost fell. I tried to see these... these... the screws! And slipped. I would have gone overboard but Mr. Dawson here saved me, even though he was nearly broke. <...>
- Tie your shoelaces. Curiously, the lady slipped, and you and boots had to remove?