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首页 泰坦尼克号中英文对照剧本

泰坦尼克号中英文对照剧本

少女千江月
2009-06-15 3 100人阅读 侵权/举报

TITANIC

A screenplay by James Cameron

Cast:


KATE WINSLET... Rose DeWitt Bukater


LEONARDO DiCAPRIO... Jack Dawson


KATHY BATES... The Unsinkable Molly Brown


BILLY ZANE... Caledon Hockley


BILL PAXTON... Brock Lovett

Written and Directed by:


JAMES CAMERON

1 BLACKNESS


Then two faint lights appear, close together... growing brighter. They


resolve into two DEEP SUBMERSIBLES, free-falling toward us like express


elevators.


One is ahead of the other, and passes close enough to FILL FRAME, looking


like a spacecraft blazing with lights, bristling with insectile


manipulators.


TILTING DOWN to follow it as it descends away into the limitless blackness


below. Soon they are fireflies, then stars. Then gone.


                                                                    CUT TO:


2 EXT./ INT. MIR ONE / NORTH ATLANTIC DEEP


PUSHING IN on one of the falling submersibles, called MIR ONE, right up to


its circular viewport to see the occupants.


INSIDE, it is a cramped seven foot sphere, crammed with equipment. ANATOLY



MIKAILAVICH, the sub's pilot, sits hunched over his controls... singing


softly in Russian.


Next to him on one side is BROCK LOVETT. He's in his late forties, deeply


tanned, and likes to wear his Nomex suit unzipped to show the gold from


famous shipwrecks covering his gray chest hair. He is a wiley, fast-talking


treasure hunter, a salvage superstar who is part historian, part adventurer


and part vacuum cleaner salesman. Right now, he is propped against the CO2


scrubber, fast asleep and snoring.


On the other side, crammed into the remaining space is a bearded wide-body


named LEWIS BODINE, who is also asleep. Lewis is an R.O.V. (REMOTELY


OPERATED VEHICLE) pilot and is the resident Titanic expert.


Anatoly glances at the bottom sonar and makes a ballast adjustment.


                                                                    CUT TO:


3 EXT. THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA


A pale, dead-flat lunar landscape. It gets brighter, lit from above, as MIR


ONE enters FRAME and drops to the seafloor in a downblast from its


thrusters. It hits bottom after its two hour free-fall with a loud BONK.


                                                                    CUT TO:


4 INT. MIR ONE


Lovett and Bodine jerk awake at the landing.


                                  ANATOLY


                           (heavy Russian accent)



We are here.


EXT. / INT. MIR ONE AND TWO


5 MINUTES LATER: THE TWO SUBS skim over the seafloor to the sound of


sidescan sonar and the THRUM of big thrusters.


6 The featureless gray clay of the bottom unrolls in the lights of the subs.


Bodine is watching the sidescan sonar display, where the outline of a huge


pointed object is visible. Anatoly lies prone, driving the sub, his face


pressed to the center port.


                                   BODINE


Come left a little. She's right in front of us, eighteen meters. Fifteen.


Thirteen... you should see it.


                                  ANATOLY


Do you see it? I don't see it... there!


Out of the darkness, like a ghostly apparition, the bow of the ship appears.


Its knife-edge prow is coming straight at us, seeming to plow the bottom


sediment like ocean waves. It towers above the seafloor, standing just as it


landed 84 years ago.


THE TITANIC. Or what is left of her. Mir One goes up and over the bow


railing, intact except for an overgrowth of "rusticles" draping it like


mutated Spanish moss.


TIGHT ON THE EYEPIECE MONITOR of a video camcorder. Brock Lovett's face


fills the BLACK AND WHITE FRAME.



                                   LOVETT


It still gets me every time.


The image pans to the front viewport, looking over Anatoly's shoulder, to


the bow railing visible in the lights beyond. Anatoly turns.


                                  ANATOLY


Is just your guilt because of stealing from the dead.


CUT WIDER, to show that Brock is operating the camera himself, turning it in


his hand so it points at his own face.


                                   LOVETT


Thanks, Tolya. Work with me, here.


Brock resumes his serious, pensive gaze out the front port, with the camera


aimed at himself at arm's length.


                                   LOVETT


It still gets me every time... to see the sad ruin of the great ship sitting


here, where she landed at 2:30 in the morning, April 15, 1912, after her


long fall from the world above.


Anatoly rolls his eyes and mutters in Russian. Bodine chuckles and watches


the sonar.


                                   BODINE


You are so full of shit, boss.


7 Mir Two drives aft down the starboard side, past the huge anchor while Mir


One passes over the seemingly endless forecastle deck, with its massive



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