CARPATHIA
Written by
Gary J Rose
Based on the novel Carpathia by Gary J. Rose [email protected]
(530) 613-9232
FADE IN:
BLACK
A low, steady THRUM of engines.
A working sound. Dependable. Constant.
FADE UP:
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – NIGHT
A moonless ocean. Black water under cold stars.
A lone ship moves through it with quiet purpose.
RMS CARPATHIA.
Not new. Not glamorous. Built to work.
SUPER: APRIL 15, 1912
The ship’s running lights slice the darkness.
The sea offers nothing back.
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INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Orderly. Dimly lit. Professional.
A clock ticks. Instruments glow.
CAPTAIN ARTHUR ROSTRON (50s), precise and composed, studies a
chart. He has the look of a man who does not waste words—or
motion.
First Officer DEAN (40s), capable, stands nearby with a
logbook.
DEAN
Air temperature’s dropping again.
ROSTRON
(nods)
Ice reports?
DEAN
Scattered. Nothing confirmed on our
lane.
Rostron turns slightly, considering.
ROSTRON
Maintain course. Post extra
lookout.
Dean nods, moves.
Rostron looks out through the bridge windows.
Only darkness. Only sea.
The ship hums beneath him—steady, obedient.
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Genres:
["Historical Fiction","Drama"]
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Calm Before the Storm
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER DINING SALOON – NIGHT
A modest dining room compared to the great liners, but still
respectable.
Passengers eat late meals. Some laugh softly. Some read. Some
stare through portholes at nothing.
A STEWARD moves among them, calm and practiced.
At one table, an AMERICAN BUSINESSMAN (30s) speaks to his
WIFE.
BUSINESSMAN
They say the Titanic is unsinkable.
WIFE
Why are you talking about that ship
again?
BUSINESSMAN
Because it’s all anyone talked
about in New York. Biggest thing
afloat.
WIFE
(smiles)
Then it doesn’t need our attention,
does it?
The steward passes, hears it, says nothing.
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INT. CARPATHIA – CORRIDOR OUTSIDE DINING SALOON – NIGHT
A YOUNG MOTHER (20s) walks with a small CHILD in
nightclothes. The child is sleepy, clinging.
MOTHER
We’ll be in port soon. Just a
little more.
She says it like a promise, like she needs to believe it.
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INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – NIGHT
Heat. Motion. Steel.
ENGINES drive in steady rhythm.
CHIEF ENGINEER JOHNSTON (50s), practical and hardened by the
sea, inspects gauges with a mechanic’s instinct.
An ENGINEER’S MATE (20s), newer, watches him.
MATE
She sounds good tonight.
JOHNSTON
She sounds good every night—until
she doesn’t.
The mate chuckles nervously, unsure if that’s a joke.
Johnston taps a gauge.
JOHNSTON (CONT’D)
Keep her happy. She keeps us alive.
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Genres:
["Historical Drama"]
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3 -
A Distress Signal in the Night
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cramped. Alive with sound.
HAROLD COTTAM (20s), wireless operator, wears headphones.
Fingers poised over the key.
Static. Routine chatter. Positions. Weather.
He writes, sends, receives. A man doing a job no one
notices—until they must.
A second operator, BRIDE (early 20s) (a composite), yawns at
a small desk, sorting paper.
BRIDE
Quiet night.
COTTAM
That’s how you want it.
A burst of static. A message slips through.
Cottam adjusts the dial.
BRIDE
Anything?
COTTAM
Just traffic. Half of it nonsense.
Cottam listens again.
Then something cuts through—
a signal unlike routine traffic.
Weak. Broken. Insistent.
Cottam straightens. Focus sharpens.
He turns the dial a fraction. Listens harder.
Three letters fight through interference:
S O S
Cottam freezes.
BRIDE
What is it?
Cottam doesn’t answer yet. He listens again to be sure.
The signal repeats.
Cottam’s hand tightens on the pencil.
COTTAM
(low)
That’s… distress.
BRIDE
From who?
Cottam listens.
The static clears just enough.
A name forms through the noise.
COTTAM
Titanic.
Bride sits up fast now.
BRIDE
The Titanic?
Cottam is already writing, already verifying, already moving.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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The Urgent Call
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Normal rhythm. Quiet.
A STEWARD enters—hesitant, careful not to alarm.
STEWARD
Captain… the wireless room requests
you. Immediately.
Rostron looks up. That’s enough.
ROSTRON
(to Dean)
You have the bridge.
Dean nods. Rostron moves.
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INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam stands when Rostron enters. Hands him a slip.
COTTAM
Captain… distress call.
Rostron reads. His expression stays controlled, but something
locks in.
ROSTRON
Position?
COTTAM
Unclear at first. I’m pulling it
again.
Cottam listens—writes—listens.
COTTAM (CONT’D)
Approximate position… fifty-eight
miles. Heavy ice region.
Bride watches Rostron’s face like a thermometer.
ROSTRON
Message content.
Cottam reads from his notes, careful.
COTTAM
They’re taking water. They’re
launching boats. They’re asking all
ships to come.
Rostron absorbs. No speech. No drama.
ROSTRON
Keep receiving. Get me updates the
moment you have them.
COTTAM
Yes, Captain.
Rostron turns to go.
Bride blurts, unable to hold it.
BRIDE
Sir… can we make it?
Rostron stops. Looks at him.
ROSTRON
We will try.
He exits.
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Genres:
["Drama","Historical"]
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5 -
A Call to Action
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron enters with purpose. The bridge senses it
immediately.
ROSTRON
All hands to stations.
Dean looks up sharply.
DEAN
Sir?
ROSTRON
Titanic is in distress. Alter
course. Full speed.
A beat—pure shock.
DEAN
Captain… the ice—
ROSTRON
I know.
Rostron moves to the chart table, marks the position with a
pencil point.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
We’re going anyway.
Dean nods—then snaps into action.
DEAN
(to crew)
Hard to starboard. New heading—now!
The HELMSMAN turns the wheel.
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EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – NIGHT
The CARPATHIA begins to turn.
A slow, massive pivot.
As if the ship itself must decide.
Then she commits.
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INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron’s voice stays even, almost quiet—but it drives
everything.
ROSTRON
Shut off heat to passenger areas.
Divert steam to engines.
Dean hesitates.
DEAN
Passengers will complain.
ROSTRON
They can complain alive.
Dean nods, sends orders.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
Swing lifeboats out. Ready to
lower. Get blankets on deck. Hot
drinks ready.
DEAN
Aye, sir.
Rostron turns to a YOUNG OFFICER.
ROSTRON
Wake the doctor. Tell him to
prepare for… exposure.
The officer blinks—then nods, gone.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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Emergency Response on the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – NIGHT
A RUNNER arrives breathless.
RUNNER
Chief Engineer! Captain’s
orders—full power. Steam diverted.
Johnston’s eyes narrow.
JOHNSTON
Diverted from where?
RUNNER
Passenger heat.
Johnston understands what that means.
He looks at the engines like a man looking at a horse asked
to outrun a storm.
JOHNSTON
(to his men)
All right. We give her everything.
The men move. Valves turn. Gauges rise.
The engine note deepens—strained now, purposeful.
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INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CORRIDOR – NIGHT
Heat shuts off. The corridor chills quickly.
Doors open. Passengers step out, confused.
A WOMAN in a robe looks down the corridor.
WOMAN
Is there a problem?
A STEWARD forces calm.
STEWARD
Temporary adjustment, madam. Please
remain in your cabin.
WOMAN
It’s freezing.
STEWARD
I’m sorry.
He moves on. Behind him, murmurs grow.
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INT. CARPATHIA – SHIP’S INFIRMARY – NIGHT
The SHIP’S DOCTOR (40s), groggy but competent, pulls on a
coat as an OFFICER speaks quickly.
OFFICER
Titanic’s sunk—may be
sinking—Captain says prepare for
exposure and shock.
The doctor’s face tightens.
DOCTOR
How many?
OFFICER
Unknown.
The doctor looks around the small infirmary—too small for
what’s coming.
DOCTOR
Then we triage. We use every
blanket onboard.
He moves, commanding nurses and stewards.
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Genres:
["Drama","Historical"]
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Urgent Vigilance: The Carpathia Responds
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Ice reports begin coming in from LOOKOUTS.
LOOKOUT
Ice ahead—small pieces.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Post more eyes. Lanterns at the
ready.
Dean leans in.
DEAN
Sir, with respect—this speed—
ROSTRON
(interrupting, calm)
With respect, we either get there
or we don’t. Speed is the only
thing we control.
Dean nods. That’s command.
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INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam listens, writes, sends.
COTTAM
(reading, urgent)
“Come at once. We have struck
iceberg.”
(pauses, listens again)
“Engine room flooding.”
Bride looks sick.
BRIDE
They’re really—
COTTAM
Keep quiet.
Cottam writes another fragment.
COTTAM (CONT’D)
“Women in boats.”
He looks up at Rostron’s empty doorway as if expecting him to
appear.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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8 -
Navigating Peril: The Carpathia's Urgent Mission
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – NIGHT
Ice appears in the ship’s path—white ghosts against black
water.
The CARPATHIA slices through a field of it.
Too fast.
The ocean has become a minefield.
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INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
LOOKOUT
Iceberg—dead ahead!
Dean reacts instinctively.
DEAN
Hard a-port!
Rostron’s voice cuts through—controlled.
ROSTRON
Port five. Hold.
Dean looks at him—are you mad?
Rostron doesn’t blink.
The HELMSMAN turns just enough.
The ship slips past the iceberg with yards to spare.
A collective breath held—released.
No one celebrates. No one speaks.
They keep moving.
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INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – NIGHT
A gauge trembles.
An ENGINEER wipes sweat.
ENGINEER
She’s running hot.
JOHNSTON
She’ll run hot until the ocean
freezes.
ENGINEER
If a bearing goes—
JOHNSTON
Then it goes. Not before.
He watches the engines like a man watching a fire he cannot
put out.
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INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER LOUNGE – NIGHT
More passengers gather now. A low, worried crowd.
A MAN in a suit speaks too loudly.
MAN
They wouldn’t shut off heat unless
something’s wrong!
A WOMAN clutches her shawl.
WOMAN
My children are cold.
A STEWARD speaks firmly—quiet authority.
STEWARD
Ladies and gentlemen, please return
to your cabins. The ship is
assisting another vessel.
MAN
What vessel?
The steward hesitates half a beat—then decides honesty is
better than rumor.
STEWARD
The Titanic.
A hush.
The word changes the air.
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Genres:
["Drama","Historical"]
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9 -
Desperate Signals
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Dean approaches Rostron again, lower voice now.
DEAN
Sir… if we hit ice at this speed—
ROSTRON
Then we die like fools.
Dean absorbs that.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
So we don’t hit ice.
Dean nods, grimly.
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INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam’s pencil scratches.
COTTAM
(reading)
“Can you see us?”
(listens)
“Come as quickly as possible.”
Bride stares at the wall.
BRIDE
They’re asking like we can just—
COTTAM
(sharp)
Send acknowledgment.
Bride moves to the key, hands shaking.
BRIDE
(to himself as he taps)
Carpathia coming…
Cottam listens again.
A final fragment comes through, faint.
COTTAM
“CQD… SOS…”
Then—
STATIC.
He adjusts the dial.
Nothing.
He tries again.
Nothing.
His face goes pale.
BRIDE
What?
Cottam listens another long beat.
COTTAM
The signal’s gone.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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10 -
Navigating Uncertainty
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron receives the update without expression.
ROSTRON
Maintain course.
Dean studies him.
DEAN
Sir… if they’re gone—
ROSTRON
Then someone is still in the water.
Maintain course.
Dean nods.
The ship surges forward.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
The ship presses forward.
The bridge crew is quieter now. The initial urgency has
burned off, replaced by something heavier.
Responsibility.
Dean watches Rostron — trying to read him.
DEAN
Sir… may I ask—
ROSTRON
No.
Dean nods. That’s fair.
Rostron studies the chart again. He marks the Titanic’s last
known position with a firm pencil dot.
No erasing.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – NIGHT
Ice thickens.
Not a field — a maze.
The CARPATHIA threads through it with dangerous confidence.
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – NIGHT
The engines labor harder now.
Steam hisses. Metal vibrates.
Johnston studies the gauges with growing concern.
ENGINEER
Chief… pressure’s beyond
recommended.
JOHNSTON
Recommended by who?
ENGINEER
By the people who built her.
JOHNSTON
Then they should’ve built her
stronger.
A pause.
ENGINEER
If a piston seizes—
JOHNSTON
Then we fix it if we can. And if we
can’t—
He doesn’t finish.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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Tension Aboard the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – NIGHT
A FIRST-CLASS PASSENGER, wrapped in blankets, stares at
frosted glass.
Her breath fogs the window.
She knocks on the wall. Hard.
PASSENGER
Steward!
A STEWARD enters, already tired.
STEWARD
Yes, madam?
PASSENGER
The heat is gone. Entirely.
STEWARD
Yes, madam.
PASSENGER
Why?
The steward chooses truth again.
STEWARD
Because the engines need it more
than we do.
She studies him.
PASSENGER
Are we in danger?
STEWARD
We’re moving quickly.
That’s all he gives her.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam listens to nothing.
Static fills the space where voices were.
Bride paces.
BRIDE
What if we missed them?
COTTAM
We didn’t.
BRIDE
How do you know?
COTTAM
Because they were still sending
when we answered.
Bride stops.
BRIDE
That doesn’t mean—
COTTAM
It means they were alive.
That has to be enough.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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Navigating Perilous Waters
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
LOOKOUT
Ice ahead — close!
Dean reacts instinctively.
DEAN
Reduce speed!
Rostron doesn’t move.
ROSTRON
Maintain.
The ship misses the ice by feet.
Dean exhales sharply.
DEAN
Sir… with respect—
ROSTRON
If we slow down now, we arrive too
late.
Dean absorbs that.
DEAN
And if we strike?
Rostron looks at him.
ROSTRON
Then we answer for that too.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – NIGHT
The ship pushes on.
Unforgiving.
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – NIGHT
A LOUD METALLIC CLANG echoes.
An engineer freezes.
ENGINEER
What was that?
Johnston listens — counts beats.
JOHNSTON
Bearing slip.
ENGINEER
That’s bad.
JOHNSTON
It’s not good.
ENGINEER
We should throttle—
JOHNSTON
Not unless the Captain orders it.
He wipes his hands.
JOHNSTON (CONT’D)
And he won’t.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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13 -
Night of Resolve: The Carpathia's Determination
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – NIGHT
The doctor prepares in silence.
Blankets stacked. Supplies counted and re-counted.
A NURSE looks up.
NURSE
How many do you think?
The doctor doesn’t look at her.
DOCTOR
Enough.
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER LOUNGE – NIGHT
The room is crowded now.
Low voices. Anxiety barely contained.
A MAN stands.
MAN
If we’re heading into ice, we
deserve to know!
A STEWARD steps forward.
STEWARD
Sir, please sit down.
MAN
My wife is freezing—
STEWARD
So is the sea.
That shuts him up.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron checks the clock.
Time bleeds away.
DEAN
Sir… if we arrive and find nothing—
ROSTRON
Then we keep looking.
DEAN
For how long?
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
Until the sea tells us to stop.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
A faint signal flickers — not Titanic.
Another ship.
Cottam listens.
COTTAM
Frankfurt says they’re standing by.
BRIDE
Standing by where?
COTTAM
Farther away than we are.
Bride shakes his head.
BRIDE
Then it’s us.
Cottam nods.
COTTAM
It was always us.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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14 -
Navigating the Ice
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – NIGHT
Steam pressure spikes again.
ENGINEER
Chief!
Johnston grabs a rail as the ship SHUDDERS.
JOHNSTON
Hold her together.
ENGINEER
She’s screaming.
JOHNSTON
So are they.
That lands.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Ice surrounds them now.
The ship feels small.
Rostron hasn’t moved.
DEAN
Sir… visibility is improving
slightly.
ROSTRON
Good.
DEAN
That means—
ROSTRON
I know what it means.
Dawn is coming.
And with it, the truth.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
The darkness thins.
Ice reveals itself everywhere.
The CARPATHIA slows — just enough.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Rostron grips the rail.
Not fear.
Anticipation.
DEAN
This is the position.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
All stop.
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EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
The sky begins to lighten—barely.
Gray replaces black.
Ice is visible now in terrifying detail: slabs, ridges,
floating chunks.
The CARPATHIA threads between them—fast, deliberate.
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["Drama","Thriller"]
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15 -
Cautious Vigilance
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Lookouts strain their eyes.
Rostron hasn’t slept. Neither has anyone else.
DEAN
We’re nearing the last position.
ROSTRON
Reduce speed. Not stop—reduce.
Dean nods.
The engines ease back.
Now the ship is not only moving.
It is searching.
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INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
The ship moves cautiously now.
Not racing. Not stopping.
Searching.
Rostron studies the water ahead, eyes sharp despite the long
night.
Dean approaches quietly.
DEAN
Sir… we’re burning time.
ROSTRON
We burned time when we were asleep.
Dean nods. That answer holds.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
Ice drifts around the hull in every direction.
Some pieces scrape gently against steel.
Others loom — waiting.
The sea is no longer empty.
It is cluttered with questions.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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Preparing for the Unknown
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – PRE-DAWN
The engines strain even at reduced speed.
Johnston listens with his whole body now.
ENGINEER
Chief… she’s losing efficiency.
JOHNSTON
From ice?
ENGINEER
From being asked to be something
she’s not.
Johnston wipes oil from his hands.
JOHNSTON
She’s a ship.
ENGINEER
She’s a passenger ship.
JOHNSTON
Tonight she’s a lifeboat.
That settles it.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – PRE-DAWN
Cottam keeps listening.
Nothing.
Bride watches him.
BRIDE
No one else calling.
COTTAM
That doesn’t mean they’re gone.
BRIDE
It means no one’s answering.
Cottam adjusts the dial again — slower now, deliberate.
COTTAM
Then we answer anyway.
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – PRE-DAWN
A CHILD coughs in the cold.
The MOTHER pulls blankets tighter.
MOTHER
It’s all right. It’s all right.
She’s not convincing herself anymore — just the child.
Outside the cabin, boots move quickly.
Orders travel the corridors now.
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – PRE-DAWN
The doctor finishes arranging supplies.
Blankets stacked higher than the beds.
A nurse looks at the door.
NURSE
They haven’t arrived yet.
DOCTOR
They will.
NURSE
How do you know?
The doctor considers.
DOCTOR
Because ships don’t move like this
unless someone is waiting.
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["Drama","Thriller"]
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A Glimmer of Hope Amidst the Wreckage
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Visibility improves by degrees.
Shapes emerge farther out.
Rostron leans forward.
DEAN
Sir… I’m seeing something.
Rostron follows his gaze.
A DARK SHAPE floats past the bow.
Too large to be ice.
Too small to be a boat.
ROSTRON
Hold course.
The object drifts closer.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
The object turns in the water.
A DOOR.
Splintered. Waterlogged.
Once part of a room.
Now part of the sea.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Dean swallows.
DEAN
That’s from a ship.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
All stop.
The engines cut.
The silence returns — heavier than before.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
The CARPATHIA drifts.
More debris appears.
A deck chair.
A crate.
A life belt.
No voices.
No movement.
Only evidence.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Dean can’t help himself.
DEAN
Sir… if there were boats—
ROSTRON
There are boats.
Dean looks at him.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
They had boats. Which means someone
got into them.
Dean nods. Hope, thin but real.
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – PRE-DAWN
Johnston receives the stop order.
He lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.
ENGINEER
Is that it?
JOHNSTON
No.
ENGINEER
Feels like it.
JOHNSTON
That’s because now the waiting
starts.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – PRE-DAWN
Cottam listens again.
Still nothing.
He writes the time in the log.
Then another note.
CARPATHIA STANDING BY.
He underlines it.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Rostron grips the rail.
Dean watches him closely now.
DEAN
Sir… permission to speak freely.
ROSTRON
Granted.
DEAN
If we find nothing… the world will
say we ran a ship into ice for
ghosts.
Rostron considers that.
ROSTRON
The world can say what it likes.
Dean waits.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
We’ll know why we came.
That’s enough.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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18 -
Dawn of Hope
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
The gray light strengthens.
Shapes sharpen.
The sea gives up more of its story.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
LOOKOUT
Sir… I see something ahead.
Rostron steps forward.
ROSTRON
What kind of something?
LOOKOUT
Low in the water. Wood, I think.
Rostron doesn’t hesitate.
ROSTRON
Slow ahead. Easy.
The ship moves.
Careful now.
Respectful.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
A BOAT takes shape.
Still.
Crowded.
Unmoving.
The CARPATHIA approaches.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
A long beat.
Then —
A hand lifts.
A voice, weak but human:
SURVIVOR (O.S.)
Hello…?
Rostron closes his eyes once.
Then opens them.
ROSTRON
Prepare to receive survivors.
Dean’s voice cracks slightly.
DEAN
All hands… to rescue stations.
FADE OUT.
Genres:
["Drama","Historical","Survival"]
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19 -
Silent Witness
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
Debris appears.
A wooden chair.
A life belt.
A crate.
Objects that belonged to people.
The CARPATHIA glides past them like a ghost.
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INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Dean sees the debris, throat tight.
DEAN
Sir…
Rostron’s eyes stay forward.
ROSTRON
All stop.
The engines fall silent.
The sudden quiet is violent.
The sea offers only small sounds—ice tapping hull, water
lapping.
CUT TO:
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
The CARPATHIA drifts among wreckage.
No voices.
No movement.
Only proof that something enormous happened here.
CUT TO:
Genres:
["Drama","Thriller"]
Ratings
Scene
20 -
Rescue at Dawn
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Dean speaks without meaning to.
DEAN
We’re too late.
Rostron doesn’t answer.
Then—
LOOKOUT
Boat ahead!
Everyone turns.
The boat is a shape at first, barely separate from the sea.
ROSTRON
Slow ahead. Hard to port.
Dean blinks—relief and fear together.
DEAN
Aye, sir!
CUT TO:
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
A LIFeboat materializes in the gray light.
Still. Overcrowded. Motionless.
The CARPATHIA approaches carefully.
A long moment.
Then—
A hand lifts.
A faint, broken voice:
SURVIVOR (O.S.)
Hello…?
CUT TO:
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Rostron closes his eyes once—only once.
Not relief. Not triumph.
Recognition.
He opens them.
ROSTRON
Prepare to receive survivors.
Dean nods, voice rough.
DEAN
All hands to rescue stations!
The ship comes alive again.
The answer begins.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
The lifeboat drifts closer now.
Close enough to see faces.
Too close to look away.
Crewmen lean over the rail with lanterns.
SAILOR
Easy… easy…
Hands reach up — stiff, shaking, barely responsive.
A SURVIVOR collapses as he’s hauled aboard.
No cheers.
Only breath.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – PRE-DAWN
SURVIVORS are helped across the deck.
Some walk. Some are carried. Some don’t move at all.
Blankets are wrapped around shoulders.
A STEWARD presses a mug into trembling hands.
STEWARD
Drink. Slowly.
The survivor nods — spills half of it.
A WOMAN clutches a CHILD, both silent, eyes too wide.
The child does not cry.
That is worse.
Genres:
["Drama","Historical","Survival"]
Ratings
Scene
21 -
A Cautious Rescue
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Rostron watches from the bridge wing.
He does not go down to the deck.
Not yet.
Dean joins him.
DEAN
They’re alive.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
How many in that boat?
DEAN
About forty.
Rostron looks out again.
ROSTRON
There were more than forty aboard
that ship.
Dean understands what he’s saying.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – PRE-DAWN
Another lifeboat emerges from the gray.
Then another.
Scattered.
Drifting.
The CARPATHIA eases forward, careful not to swamp them.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
LOOKOUT
Boat to starboard!
DEAN
Mark position.
Rostron studies the horizon.
ROSTRON
We take them in sequence. No
rushing. No panic.
Dean hesitates.
DEAN
Sir… there may be people in the
water—
ROSTRON
I know.
He looks at Dean.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
If we rush, we lose boats. Then we
lose everyone.
Dean nods.
That settles it.
Genres:
["Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
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22 -
Rescue and Reflection
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – PRE-DAWN
The first SURVIVORS are brought in.
The doctor takes over immediately.
DOCTOR
Wet clothes off. Blankets. Hot
drinks only after they’re stable.
A NURSE moves quickly.
A MAN collapses onto a cot, shivering violently.
MAN
(weak)
Is… is the ship still there?
The doctor pauses.
Chooses truth, gently.
DOCTOR
No.
The man closes his eyes.
That’s all he needs to hear.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – PRE-DAWN
More survivors come aboard.
Some kiss the deck.
Some stare back at the sea.
A WOMAN looks up at a SAILOR.
WOMAN
Did you see it?
SAILOR
See what, ma’am?
WOMAN
The ship.
The sailor hesitates.
Then shakes his head.
SAILOR
No, ma’am.
She nods — oddly relieved.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – PRE-DAWN
Rostron finally steps out onto the deck level.
Survivors notice him.
They don’t know who he is — only that he is in charge.
A MAN reaches for him.
MAN
Captain… thank you.
Rostron stops.
ROSTRON
You’re safe now.
That’s all he says.
The man grips his arm anyway.
Rostron lets him.
Genres:
["Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
Scene
23 -
Dawn of Desolation
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – DAWN
The sun breaks the horizon.
Cold, pale light reveals the full field.
Dozens of lifeboats.
Debris everywhere.
No sign of the Titanic.
Only absence.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – DAWN
Dean studies the scene through binoculars.
DEAN
Sir… we’ve recovered all visible
boats.
Rostron takes the binoculars.
Scans slowly.
Methodically.
ROSTRON
We keep searching.
DEAN
For how long?
Rostron lowers the binoculars.
ROSTRON
Until we are certain.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – DAWN
Cottam sends messages now.
CARPATHIA RECOVERING SURVIVORS.
POSITION CONFIRMED.
REQUEST MEDICAL ASSISTANCE ON ARRIVAL.
He pauses.
Adds another line.
NO SIGN OF TITANIC.
He sends it.
The world begins to wake up.
Genres:
["Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
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24 -
A Journey of Hope Amidst Despair
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – MORNING
Survivors huddle together now.
Blankets. Steam from breath.
A WOMAN suddenly looks up, frantic.
WOMAN
My husband — has anyone seen my
husband?
No one answers.
She keeps asking anyway.
The question moves down the line.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – MORNING
Rostron watches the deck fill.
Dean approaches quietly.
DEAN
Sir… we have over seven hundred
aboard.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
And counting.
DEAN
The ship wasn’t designed for this.
ROSTRON
Neither were they.
Rostron looks out one last time at the empty sea.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
Set course for New York.
Dean hesitates.
DEAN
Halifax is closer.
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
New York is where their lives were
headed.
Dean nods.
Orders go out.
The ship turns again.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – MORNING
The CARPATHIA begins her slow departure.
She leaves the field behind.
But not the weight of it.
Genres:
["Drama"]
Ratings
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25 -
Moments of Compassion Amidst Tragedy
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – MORNING
The deck is crowded now.
Survivors sit shoulder to shoulder, wrapped in blankets, eyes
hollow.
Steam rises from wet clothing.
A STEWARD moves carefully through them, counting under his
breath.
STEWARD
Forty-two… forty-three…
He marks a small notebook.
Nearby, a SAILOR gently lifts a frozen pair of shoes from the
deck.
No owner claims them.
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – MORNING
Every surface is occupied.
COTS line the walls. Survivors sit on the floor, backs
against steel.
The DOCTOR moves nonstop.
DOCTOR
Pulse weak… keep him warm… no
alcohol…
A NURSE looks up.
NURSE
Doctor — we’re out of blankets.
The doctor doesn’t stop.
DOCTOR
Then we use coats. Curtains.
Anything.
He glances toward a WOMAN shaking uncontrollably.
DOCTOR (CONT’D)
And keep them awake. Shock takes
the quiet ones first.
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – MORNING
A FIRST-CLASS PASSENGER sits on her bunk, wrapped in her own
fur coat.
She stares at the door.
Outside, voices. Footsteps. Groans.
She opens the door slightly.
A SURVIVOR passes — barefoot, shaking, wrapped in a blanket
too small.
The passenger closes the door again.
Locks it.
Then, after a beat, unlocks it.
Opens it wider.
PASSENGER
(to a steward)
Do you need more blankets?
The steward looks surprised.
STEWARD
Yes, ma’am. We do.
She nods.
PASSENGER
Take them.
Genres:
["Drama"]
Ratings
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26 -
A Heavy Burden of Responsibility
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – MORNING
Rostron stands at the chart table again.
But the chart looks different now.
No longer a race.
A responsibility.
Dean enters with a clipboard.
DEAN
Sir… count stands at seven hundred
five.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Any critical cases?
DEAN
Several. Doctor says hypothermia
mostly. Some injuries from
launching.
Rostron exhales slowly.
ROSTRON
Keep the decks clear. No crowding.
DEAN
Aye, sir.
Dean hesitates.
DEAN (CONT’D)
Sir… wireless traffic’s increasing.
Rostron looks up.
ROSTRON
From where?
DEAN
Everyone.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – MORNING
The room is alive now.
Cottam and Bride work in tandem.
Signals come in fast.
COTTAM
(reading)
“Is rescue complete?”
Another— “Please advise survivor count.”
Bride scribbles replies.
BRIDE
Everyone wants answers.
COTTAM
They always do — once it’s over.
Cottam pauses as a new message comes in.
COTTAM (CONT’D)
White Star Line requesting
confirmation.
Bride looks at him.
BRIDE
They want to know how bad it is.
Cottam nods.
COTTAM
They want to know who to blame.
He begins to type anyway.
Genres:
["Drama","Historical"]
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27 -
Aftermath of the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – MORNING
A GROUP OF SURVIVORS huddle together.
A WOMAN suddenly stands.
WOMAN
Has anyone seen a man named—
She stops.
Her voice breaks.
WOMAN (CONT’D)
He was wearing a gray coat.
No one answers.
She sits slowly.
No one looks at her.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – MORNING
Dean returns.
DEAN
Sir… another ship is asking if they
should come to the site.
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
No.
Dean blinks.
DEAN
Sir?
ROSTRON
There’s nothing for them to do here
now.
Dean nods, understanding.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
Tell them to proceed to port.
Dean moves to relay the order.
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – MORNING
The engines finally ease back.
The ship breathes again.
Johnston wipes his face with an oily rag.
ENGINEER
She held.
JOHNSTON
She did.
ENGINEER
Barely.
Johnston looks up — listening.
JOHNSTON
Barely is enough.
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["Drama"]
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28 -
After the Storm: A Moment of Reflection
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – MORNING
Rostron steps onto the deck again.
Survivors look up.
Some recognize him now.
A MAN tries to stand — fails.
Rostron kneels beside him.
ROSTRON
Easy.
MAN
Captain… did you see her?
Rostron doesn’t ask who.
ROSTRON
No.
The man nods, tears freezing on his cheeks.
MAN
Good.
Rostron stays with him until the shaking eases.
Then he moves on.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – MORNING
The CARPATHIA moves away from the site.
The lifeboats are gone now.
Only open sea remains.
As if nothing happened.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – MORNING
Dean watches the horizon.
DEAN
Sir… what do we tell them?
Rostron knows who “them” is.
ROSTRON
We tell them what we saw.
Dean waits.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
And what we didn’t.
The ship presses on.
Genres:
["Drama"]
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29 -
Aftermath on the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – LATE MORNING
The survivors are more awake now.
That’s not an improvement.
Some talk quietly. Others stare outward, refusing to look at
one another.
A STEWARD distributes bread. Many take it without eating.
A WOMAN suddenly retches over the rail.
A SAILOR steadies her.
SAILOR
Easy. Easy.
She nods, embarrassed.
WOMAN
I didn’t feel sick until now.
The sailor understands.
SAILOR
That’s how it goes.
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – LATE MORNING
The doctor confers with Rostron.
DOCTOR
We stabilized most of them.
Hypothermia, shock, some fractures.
ROSTRON
Fatalities?
The doctor hesitates.
DOCTOR
A few didn’t make it once aboard.
Rostron absorbs that.
ROSTRON
Do what you can.
The doctor nods.
DOCTOR
We are.
That’s not defiance. It’s exhaustion.
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["Drama"]
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30 -
Pressure in the Wireless Room
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – LATE MORNING
Messages come in faster now.
Cottam reads, grim.
COTTAM
Press inquiries. Shipping offices.
Government.
Bride writes responses automatically.
BRIDE
Everyone wants names.
Cottam shakes his head.
COTTAM
We don’t even have a full list of
who’s alive yet.
Another message arrives.
Cottam reads it, then looks up.
COTTAM (CONT’D)
White Star Line wants confirmation
on Mr. Ismay.
Bride stiffens.
BRIDE
The chairman?
Cottam nods.
COTTAM
They’re asking if he’s aboard.
Bride looks toward the door.
BRIDE
Do we answer?
Cottam considers.
COTTAM
We answer what we know.
He begins to type.
Genres:
["Drama","Historical"]
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31 -
Aftermath on the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – LATE MORNING
J. BRUCE ISMAY (50s), pale, wrapped in a blanket, sits alone
on the edge of a bunk.
He hasn’t spoken.
He hasn’t moved.
A STEWARD knocks gently.
STEWARD
Sir… we’re compiling a list of
survivors.
Ismay looks up slowly.
ISMAY
I know.
STEWARD
May I take your name?
Ismay hesitates.
Then:
ISMAY
Ismay. J. Bruce.
The steward writes.
STEWARD
Thank you, sir.
The steward leaves.
Ismay stares at the closed door.
He exhales — unsteady.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – LATE MORNING
A WOMAN moves through the survivors with purpose.
This is MOLLY BROWN (40s). Direct. Unignorable.
She hands out blankets.
MOLLY
You need this more than I do.
SURVIVOR
Thank you.
MOLLY
You’re welcome. Now drink the tea.
She moves on without waiting.
A STEWARD watches her.
STEWARD
Ma’am, you don’t have to—
MOLLY
I know.
She keeps going anyway.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – LATE MORNING
Dean approaches Rostron.
DEAN
Sir… word is spreading fast.
ROSTRON
It would.
DEAN
White Star wants statements. The
press will be waiting.
Rostron looks at the horizon.
ROSTRON
They can wait.
DEAN
They won’t.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Then they’ll be disappointed.
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["Drama"]
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32 -
Aftermath of the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – AFTERNOON
Survivors begin to recognize one another.
A MAN suddenly shouts —
MAN
Emily!
A WOMAN looks up.
They rush toward each other, collide, cling.
Around them, others watch.
Some smile.
Some look away.
The deck holds both joy and grief — unevenly distributed.
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – AFTERNOON
The engines settle into a steady rhythm again.
Johnston listens.
Satisfied — for now.
ENGINEER
We’ll make port.
JOHNSTON
We always were.
ENGINEER
Didn’t feel like it.
Johnston nods.
JOHNSTON
That’s because we earned it.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – AFTERNOON
Cottam reads another message.
COTTAM
Government inquiry requesting
timeline.
Bride sighs.
BRIDE
Already?
Cottam nods.
COTTAM
It’s always already.
He pauses.
COTTAM (CONT’D)
They want to know who did what. And
when.
Bride looks at him.
BRIDE
What do we say?
Cottam answers without hesitation.
COTTAM
We say what happened.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – AFTERNOON
Rostron stands alone.
The sea is calmer now.
Dean enters quietly.
DEAN
Sir… do you want me to draft a
statement?
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
No.
Dean waits.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
I’ll speak when we arrive.
DEAN
Understood.
Dean hesitates.
DEAN (CONT’D)
Sir… you did everything right.
Rostron doesn’t answer.
Not because he disagrees.
Because that’s not the point.
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["Drama"]
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33 -
Aftermath of Tragedy
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – AFTERNOON
The CARPATHIA cuts steadily through open water.
Behind her, the site of the disaster disappears.
Ahead, the world waits.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – AFTERNOON
The deck has settled into a grim routine.
Survivors wrapped in blankets. Stewards moving between them.
Sailors keeping order without force.
A LIST is being compiled on a clipboard.
A STEWARD kneels beside an ELDERLY WOMAN.
STEWARD
Your name, ma’am?
ELDERLY WOMAN
(quiet)
Does it matter?
The steward pauses.
STEWARD
Yes, ma’am. It does.
She nods. Gives it.
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER LOUNGE – AFTERNOON
The lounge has been converted into an overflow shelter.
Chairs pushed aside. Bodies everywhere.
A YOUNG MAN stares at his hands.
YOUNG MAN
I let go.
A WOMAN beside him turns.
WOMAN
Of what?
YOUNG MAN
The rail. I let go.
She doesn’t know what to say.
Neither does he.
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – AFTERNOON
The doctor checks a pulse.
Looks at the nurse.
DOCTOR
Time?
NURSE
One forty-seven.
The doctor closes the man’s eyes.
Pulls a blanket up over his face.
No announcement. No ceremony.
They move on.
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["Drama"]
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34 -
Determined Resolve on the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – AFTERNOON
Rostron studies the chart again.
The line back to New York is clean now.
Dean enters with a stack of messages.
DEAN
Sir… more inquiries.
Rostron takes them without reading.
ROSTRON
Log them.
DEAN
White Star is insisting on—
ROSTRON
Log them.
Dean nods.
DEAN
And the press?
ROSTRON
They’ll get facts. Not commentary.
Dean waits.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
And not yet.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – AFTERNOON
Cottam rubs his temples.
Bride reads a message aloud.
BRIDE
“Request names of first-class
survivors.”
Cottam exhales.
COTTAM
Tell them we’re still counting
people, not cabins.
Bride types.
Another signal arrives.
BRIDE
Inquiry from Halifax.
Cottam looks up.
COTTAM
What about Halifax?
BRIDE
They’re asking if we’re diverting.
Cottam thinks.
COTTAM
Forward it to the bridge.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – AFTERNOON
Dean relays the message.
DEAN
Halifax is offering port access.
Medical facilities ready.
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
New York remains our destination.
DEAN
It’s farther.
ROSTRON
So was the Titanic.
Dean nods.
That settles it.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – AFTERNOON
Molly Brown organizes survivors into small groups.
MOLLY
You sit here. You there. Keep them
warm.
A STEWARD approaches.
STEWARD
Ma’am, with respect—
MOLLY
I know exactly how much respect
you’re giving me.
The steward stops.
She softens — just slightly.
MOLLY (CONT’D)
I’m not in your way. I’m helping.
The steward nods.
STEWARD
Yes, ma’am.
She continues.
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["Drama"]
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35 -
Isolation and Anxiety
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – AFTERNOON
Ismay sits alone again.
A knock.
He doesn’t answer.
The door opens anyway.
DEAN (O.S.)
Mr. Ismay?
Ismay looks up.
DEAN (CONT’D)
Captain Rostron would like to
confirm your identity for the
manifest.
Ismay swallows.
ISMAY
Of course.
Dean waits.
ISMAY (CONT’D)
I will make myself available when
needed.
Dean studies him — carefully neutral.
DEAN
Thank you, sir.
Dean leaves.
Ismay closes his eyes.
For the first time, he looks afraid.
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["Drama"]
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36 -
Reflections on the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – LATE AFTERNOON
A MAN stands at the rail.
Stares out at the empty sea.
Rostron approaches quietly.
ROSTRON
You should sit.
MAN
If I sit, I’ll sleep.
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
Then lean.
The man does.
MAN
Captain… will they remember this?
Rostron looks out at the water.
ROSTRON
They’ll remember what they want.
The man nods.
MAN
That figures.
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – LATE AFTERNOON
Johnston checks the gauges again.
All within limits now.
ENGINEER
We pushed her hard.
JOHNSTON
She pushed back.
ENGINEER
Think anyone will ever know?
Johnston shrugs.
JOHNSTON
Not unless something breaks.
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["Drama"]
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37 -
Messages and Shadows
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – LATE AFTERNOON
Cottam receives a new message.
He reads it twice.
BRIDE
What is it?
Cottam exhales slowly.
COTTAM
Inquiry from Washington.
Bride blinks.
BRIDE
Already?
COTTAM
Already.
He begins to type.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – LATE AFTERNOON
Rostron watches the sun lower.
Dean approaches.
DEAN
Sir… night will fall again soon.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Post additional lookouts. We won’t
risk ice again.
Dean smiles faintly.
DEAN
Yes, sir.
A beat.
DEAN (CONT’D)
Sir… permission to speak freely.
ROSTRON
Granted.
DEAN
They’ll make you the story.
Rostron considers that.
ROSTRON
They’ll try.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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38 -
A Struggle for Survival
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – SUNSET
The CARPATHIA sails on.
The sea glows briefly with color.
Then fades.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – EVENING
The light fades.
Lanterns are lit along the deck.
Survivors huddle closer now, the cold returning with the
sun’s disappearance.
A STEWARD distributes another round of tea.
STEWARD
Careful — it’s hot.
A SURVIVOR nods, hands shaking too badly to hold the cup
steady.
The steward steadies it for him.
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – EVENING
The doctor sits for the first time.
Just for a moment.
He rubs his eyes.
A nurse approaches quietly.
NURSE
Doctor… there are three more
complaining of chest pain.
The doctor stands immediately.
DOCTOR
Then there are three more to see.
He moves on.
The chair remains empty.
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["Drama"]
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39 -
Tension on the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – EVENING
Night has fallen again.
The bridge is dim, quieter now.
Rostron studies the horizon.
Dean enters with another message.
DEAN
Sir… White Star is requesting a
statement before we reach port.
Rostron doesn’t look up.
ROSTRON
Denied.
Dean hesitates.
DEAN
They’re insisting.
ROSTRON
They can insist all the way to New
York.
Dean nods.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – EVENING
Cottam types steadily.
Bride listens, then stiffens.
BRIDE
Sir… another ship is asking why we
didn’t wait for daylight.
Cottam pauses.
COTTAM
Tell them we were awake.
Bride types.
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["Drama"]
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40 -
Isolation and Accusation
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – EVENING
Ismay sits rigidly on the edge of the bunk.
A knock.
He doesn’t answer.
The door opens slightly.
MOLLY BROWN stands there.
MOLLY
Mind if I come in?
Ismay looks up, surprised.
ISMAY
I… yes. Of course.
She steps inside.
MOLLY
People are saying things.
Ismay nods.
ISMAY
They will.
MOLLY
They’re saying you saved yourself.
Ismay stiffens.
ISMAY
I was ordered into a boat.
Molly studies him — not hostile, not kind.
MOLLY
That’s not what they’ll remember.
She turns to leave.
MOLLY (CONT’D)
Just thought you should know.
She exits.
Ismay sits alone again.
Smaller now.
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["Drama"]
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41 -
Echoes of Trauma
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
A SURVIVOR wakes suddenly, shouting.
SURVIVOR
The water—!
A SAILOR rushes to him.
SAILOR
Easy. Easy. You’re safe.
The survivor calms slowly, confused.
Others watch — rattled.
The night carries echoes.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Dean approaches Rostron quietly.
DEAN
Sir… fatigue is setting in.
ROSTRON
Post rotations. Keep the bridge
fresh.
Dean nods.
DEAN
Sir… have you slept?
Rostron doesn’t answer immediately.
ROSTRON
Not yet.
Dean studies him.
DEAN
You should.
ROSTRON
When we reach port.
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["Drama"]
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42 -
A Night of Uncertainty
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – NIGHT
The engines hum at a steady, manageable pace now.
Johnston leans against a bulkhead.
ENGINEER
Never thought we’d make it.
JOHNSTON
We haven’t yet.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam removes his headphones briefly.
The silence feels heavier now.
Bride watches him.
BRIDE
Think they’ll come after us?
COTTAM
Who?
BRIDE
Everyone.
Cottam puts the headphones back on.
COTTAM
They always do.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Rostron walks the deck alone.
Survivors sleep where they sit.
Blankets pulled tight.
A CHILD stirs as Rostron passes.
The child looks up.
CHILD
Are we home?
Rostron kneels.
ROSTRON
Soon.
That’s the truth he has.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
The ship cuts forward through calm water.
Dean joins Rostron at the window.
DEAN
Sir… tomorrow they’ll want names.
Stories. Reasons.
Rostron watches the dark sea.
ROSTRON
Tomorrow they can have facts.
Dean nods.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – NIGHT
The CARPATHIA moves steadily toward the unseen shore.
Behind her, the ocean keeps its secrets.
Ahead, the world waits to decide what this all means.
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["Drama"]
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43 -
Lingering Shadows
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Most survivors are asleep now.
Or pretending to be.
Lantern light flickers across exhausted faces.
A STEWARD pauses beside a YOUNG WOMAN, staring out at the
dark.
STEWARD
You should rest.
YOUNG WOMAN
If I sleep, it’ll come back.
The steward doesn’t argue.
STEWARD
Then don’t sleep.
He moves on.
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – NIGHT
The doctor checks a chart.
Counts.
Recounts.
A nurse watches him.
NURSE
Is that the final number?
The doctor shakes his head.
DOCTOR
Nothing’s final yet.
He closes the chart anyway.
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["Drama"]
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44 -
Tension on the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam listens.
Static. Distant traffic.
Bride reads a fresh message.
BRIDE
New York wants confirmation of
arrival time.
Cottam calculates quickly.
COTTAM
Tell them tomorrow night. No
earlier.
Bride types.
Another signal interrupts.
BRIDE
A paper in Boston is already
printing names.
Cottam stiffens.
COTTAM
Which names?
BRIDE
First-class.
Cottam exhales.
COTTAM
Of course they are.
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – NIGHT
Ismay stands at the porthole.
The water outside reflects nothing.
A knock.
He turns.
DEAN (O.S.)
Mr. Ismay.
Ismay opens the door.
Dean stands stiffly.
DEAN (CONT’D)
Sir… the wireless room is receiving
inquiries about your actions.
Ismay absorbs that.
ISMAY
Already.
DEAN
The Captain will not comment.
Ismay nods.
ISMAY
Good.
Dean hesitates.
DEAN
For what it’s worth… he hasn’t
commented on anyone.
Ismay manages a faint nod.
DEAN exits.
Ismay closes the door.
Sits heavily.
Genres:
["Drama","Historical"]
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45 -
Aftermath on the Carpathia
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Molly Brown sits with a group of WOMEN.
She hands one of them a blanket.
MOLLY
Here. You’ll need it later.
WOMAN
Thank you.
MOLLY
You don’t need to thank me.
She looks around at the others.
MOLLY (CONT’D)
You tell it the way it happened.
That’s all that matters.
The women nod — unsure, but listening.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron reviews the logbook.
Every entry precise.
Time. Heading. Orders given.
Dean watches him.
DEAN
Sir… you’re writing it all down.
ROSTRON
Someone will.
Dean understands.
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – NIGHT
Johnston walks the length of the engines.
Hand on steel.
Listening.
ENGINEER
Think they’ll blame us for
anything?
JOHNSTON
They always blame someone who
survives.
ENGINEER
Who do they blame when everyone
survives?
Johnston doesn’t answer.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
A MAN sits alone near the rail.
Rostron approaches quietly.
ROSTRON
Cold out here.
MAN
I know.
A beat.
MAN (CONT’D)
Captain… if you hadn’t come—
Rostron stops him gently.
ROSTRON
We came.
That’s all he allows.
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["Drama"]
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46 -
Reflections in the Night
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Bride removes his headphones.
BRIDE
They’re asking for interviews.
Cottam snorts quietly.
COTTAM
Interviews.
BRIDE
They want stories.
Cottam looks at the log.
COTTAM
They’ll get facts.
Bride nods.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Dean approaches Rostron one last time before changing
watches.
DEAN
Sir… when we arrive… do you want me
beside you?
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
No.
Dean nods.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
You did your job.
Dean smiles faintly.
DEAN
Yes, sir.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – NIGHT
The CARPATHIA cuts through calm water now.
No ice.
No race.
Just distance.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron stands alone again.
The logbook closed.
The decisions behind him.
The consequences ahead.
He looks out into the dark.
For the first time, the sea looks ordinary.
That unsettles him more than the ice ever did.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
The ship moves steadily now.
Survivors sleep in uneven clusters.
Some whisper. Some mutter in dreams.
A STEWARD pauses beside a MAN who suddenly sits upright,
gasping.
STEWARD
Easy.
MAN
I thought I heard her whistle.
The steward doesn’t correct him.
STEWARD
You’re safe.
The man nods, unconvinced.
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["Drama"]
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47 -
Fractured Perceptions
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – NIGHT
The doctor writes final notes.
He stops.
Looks at the list again.
Counts once more.
The nurse watches.
NURSE
Is it different?
The doctor shakes his head.
DOCTOR
No.
That’s worse.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam listens as Bride reads aloud.
BRIDE
“Rumors circulating that Carpathia
ignored earlier warnings.”
Cottam stiffens.
COTTAM
Ignored what warnings?
BRIDE
They don’t say.
Cottam exhales.
COTTAM
They never do.
Another message prints.
BRIDE
One paper says the rescue was
‘miraculous.’ Another says
‘chaotic.’
Cottam removes his headphones.
COTTAM
They weren’t here.
Bride nods.
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["Drama","Historical"]
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48 -
Echoes of Blame
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Dean stands with Rostron.
DEAN
Sir… they’re already framing it.
Rostron doesn’t look away from the sea.
ROSTRON
They always frame it.
DEAN
As what?
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
As whatever fits between breakfast
and the stock market.
Dean absorbs that.
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – NIGHT
Ismay lies awake.
Stares at the ceiling.
The ship’s motion creaks faintly.
A voice outside — muffled, accusing.
PASSENGER (O.S.)
That’s him. The chairman.
Ismay turns away from the door.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Molly Brown confronts a MAN speaking loudly to a small group.
MAN
They should’ve sent more ships.
Should’ve waited.
MOLLY
Who?
MAN
Anyone.
MOLLY
Anyone wasn’t there.
The man bristles.
MOLLY (CONT’D)
We were.
That ends it.
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["Drama"]
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49 -
Duty and Resignation
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – NIGHT
Johnston signs off the final engine log.
Hands it to an engineer.
JOHNSTON
That’s the night.
ENGINEER
They’ll read it?
JOHNSTON
They’ll skim it.
ENGINEER
Then why write it?
Johnston answers without looking up.
JOHNSTON
Because it happened.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Bride reads another message.
BRIDE
Congressional inquiry requesting
statements upon arrival.
Cottam closes his eyes briefly.
COTTAM
They don’t waste time.
BRIDE
Do they ever?
Cottam shakes his head.
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["Drama"]
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50 -
A Glimmer of Hope
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron checks the time.
Dean watches him.
DEAN
Sir… landfall by morning.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Post full watch.
DEAN
Yes, sir.
A beat.
DEAN (CONT’D)
Sir… do you regret it?
Rostron finally looks at him.
ROSTRON
Regret what?
DEAN
Turning the ship.
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
I regret that we were needed.
Dean nods.
That’s the answer.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – NIGHT
The CARPATHIA cuts through calm water.
Ahead, a faint glow on the horizon.
Civilization.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Survivors stir as lights appear in the distance.
A WOMAN grips the rail.
WOMAN
Is that…?
A SAILOR nods.
SAILOR
That’s land.
Some survivors cry.
Some don’t.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron looks toward the lights.
Dean stands beside him.
DEAN
Sir… tomorrow this becomes
something else.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Tomorrow it belongs to them.
Dean waits.
ROSTRON (CONT’D)
Tonight it still belongs to us.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam sends one final message.
CARPATHIA ARRIVING WITH SURVIVORS.
RESCUE COMPLETE.
He pauses.
Adds one more line.
DETAILS TO FOLLOW.
He sends it.
The machine falls quiet.
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["Drama"]
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51 -
Approaching Port: Anticipation and Anxiety
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – NIGHT
The CARPATHIA sails toward the waiting lights.
Behind her, the ocean closes.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
The lights of land grow brighter now.
Close enough to feel real.
Survivors gather at the rail despite the cold.
Some lean forward, straining.
Others hang back, afraid that if they look too closely, it
might vanish.
A WOMAN grips Molly Brown’s arm.
WOMAN
Will they know what happened?
MOLLY
They’ll think they do.
The woman nods, uncertain.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Dean watches the lights through binoculars.
DEAN
Harbor traffic ahead.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Signal our arrival.
Dean moves to comply.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam sends the final approach message.
CARPATHIA APPROACHING PORT.
SURVIVORS ABOARD.
REQUEST MEDICAL AND SECURITY ASSISTANCE.
Bride watches the printer spit out replies.
BRIDE
They’re ready.
Cottam exhales.
COTTAM
Then it begins.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
A MAN among the survivors begins to speak loudly.
MAN
They’ll ask questions. They’ll want
names.
Another man snaps back.
MAN #2
They can ask someone else.
The first man turns.
MAN
Someone has to answer.
Molly Brown steps in.
MOLLY
No one owes them a story tonight.
The men quiet.
But the idea lingers.
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – NIGHT
Ismay sits rigid, jacket buttoned now.
Prepared.
A knock.
Dean opens the door slightly.
DEAN
Sir… we’ll be docking shortly.
Ismay nods.
ISMAY
I’ll come when called.
Dean studies him.
DEAN
There will be… attention.
Ismay meets his eyes.
ISMAY
I’m aware.
Dean leaves.
Ismay straightens his coat.
The man who arrived aboard a lifeboat prepares to step back
into history.
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["Drama"]
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52 -
Approaching the Harbor
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – NIGHT
The doctor gives final instructions.
DOCTOR
Those who can walk, walk. Those who
can’t—stay put.
A nurse hesitates.
NURSE
What about the press?
The doctor doesn’t look up.
DOCTOR
They can wait.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron stands alone.
The harbor lights reflect in the glass.
Dean approaches quietly.
DEAN
Sir… pilot boat approaching.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Thank you.
Dean waits.
DEAN
Sir… once we dock—
Rostron cuts him off gently.
ROSTRON
Once we dock, this stops being
ours.
Dean nods.
That’s the truth of it.
EXT. HARBOR APPROACH – NIGHT
The CARPATHIA slows.
TUGBOATS flank her now.
FLASHES from cameras spark in the distance.
The world is awake.
And watching.
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["Drama"]
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53 -
Arrival at the Pier: Chaos and Stoicism
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Survivors shield their eyes from the lights.
Some wave weakly.
Others turn away.
A REPORTER’S VOICE carries faintly across the water.
REPORTER (O.S.)
Who’s in charge there?
Molly Brown looks toward the bridge.
MOLLY
He is.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron hears the distant noise.
The questions.
The assumptions.
He straightens his jacket.
Not for them.
For the ship.
ROSTRON
(to himself)
We answered.
He looks out once more.
EXT. HARBOR – NIGHT
The CARPATHIA glides toward the pier.
Surrounded now.
Defined.
FADE OUT.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
The ship slows further.
Lines are prepared.
The pier looms closer now — crowded, alive.
FLASHES burst from the darkness.
Survivors recoil instinctively.
A STEWARD raises his voice.
STEWARD
Please remain where you are.
Medical will come to you.
Some listen.
Some don’t.
A WOMAN begins to cry — not quietly.
No one shushes her.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
The HARBOR PILOT steps aboard.
HARBOR PILOT
Captain.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Pilot.
The pilot studies the deck through the windows.
HARBOR PILOT
You’ve got a lot of people aboard.
ROSTRON
Yes.
HARBOR PILOT
You did well.
Rostron doesn’t respond.
He turns back to the instruments.
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["Drama"]
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54 -
Aftermath of the Rescue
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam removes his headphones.
For the first time since the distress call, the room is
quiet.
Bride looks at him.
BRIDE
That’s it?
Cottam nods.
COTTAM
That’s it.
Bride exhales.
BRIDE
Feels strange.
Cottam allows a thin smile.
COTTAM
It should.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
The ship eases alongside the pier.
LINES are thrown.
Hands on shore catch them.
The CARPATHIA is secured.
A CHEER rises from the pier — spontaneous, uncoordinated.
Some survivors wave.
Others stare straight ahead.
MEDICS and OFFICIALS board quickly.
Orders overlap.
MEDIC
This way. Slowly.
OFFICIAL
We need a count. Names.
The deck becomes crowded with purpose.
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CABIN – NIGHT
Ismay stands, composed now.
A knock.
OFFICIAL (O.S.)
Mr. Ismay?
Ismay opens the door.
The official looks him over.
OFFICIAL (CONT’D)
You’ll be escorted ashore.
Ismay nods.
ISMAY
Of course.
As he steps into the corridor, voices rise.
PASSENGER (O.S.)
That’s him.
Ismay keeps moving.
Doesn’t look back.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Molly Brown helps a WOMAN toward the gangway.
The woman hesitates.
WOMAN
I don’t want to go first.
MOLLY
You don’t have to be first.
The woman nods.
Molly stays with her until she moves.
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – NIGHT
The doctor supervises the transfer of patients.
He speaks quietly, efficiently.
DOCTOR
Careful with him. Hypothermia.
A MEDIC nods.
MEDIC
We’ve got him.
The doctor watches as the man is taken away.
Only then does he sit.
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["Drama"]
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55 -
After the Rescue: A Night of Reflection
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Dean approaches Rostron.
DEAN
Sir… they’re asking for you.
Rostron knows who “they” are.
ROSTRON
Tell them I’ll speak later.
Dean nods.
DEAN
They won’t like that.
ROSTRON
They don’t have to.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
A REPORTER shouts from below.
REPORTER
Captain Rostron! Did you think
you’d arrive in time?
Rostron steps to the rail.
The crowd hushes.
ROSTRON
We arrived.
That’s all he gives them.
He steps back.
The reporters shout more questions.
None are answered.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam gathers his notes.
Bride watches him.
BRIDE
They’ll be writing about this for
years.
Cottam nods.
COTTAM
They’ll write what they want.
BRIDE
What will we do?
Cottam thinks.
COTTAM
Go back to sea.
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["Drama"]
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56 -
A Quiet Farewell
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Survivors continue to disembark.
Some pause at the gangway.
Touch the rail.
The deck.
A quiet goodbye.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron stands alone again.
The ship is lighter now.
Quieter.
Dean lingers at the doorway.
DEAN
Sir… you should go ashore.
Rostron shakes his head.
ROSTRON
In a moment.
Dean leaves.
Rostron looks around the bridge.
Memorizes it.
Then closes the logbook.
EXT. PIER – NIGHT
The CARPATHIA rests at dock.
Crowded. Surrounded.
But still herself.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Rostron steps onto the deck.
Looks out at the pier.
At the people waiting.
At the survivors leaving.
He straightens his jacket.
Then walks toward the gangway.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
The deck is nearly empty now.
Only crew remain.
Blankets are gathered. Lanterns extinguished one by one.
The ship exhales.
A SAILOR coils a line.
SAILOR
Never seen anything like it.
Another sailor nods.
SAILOR #2
Let’s hope we never do again.
They work in silence.
INT. CARPATHIA – INFIRMARY – NIGHT
The doctor removes his coat.
Hangs it carefully.
He washes his hands — slow, deliberate.
The water runs dark, then clear.
He turns off the tap.
For the first time, there is nothing left to do.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – NIGHT
Cottam sits alone.
The equipment hums softly.
No incoming signals.
No outgoing calls.
He reaches out.
Turns the set off.
The silence is complete.
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["Drama"]
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Scene
57 -
A Quiet Departure
INT. CARPATHIA – PASSENGER CORRIDOR – NIGHT
Ismay walks toward the gangway, flanked by officials.
Voices rise behind him.
Someone calls his name.
He does not turn.
He steps off the ship.
History takes him.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – NIGHT
Molly Brown pauses at the rail.
Looks back at the ship.
At the crew.
She tips her head — acknowledgment, not farewell.
Then she follows the others ashore.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – NIGHT
Rostron stands alone.
The bridge is empty now.
No orders.
No urgency.
He runs a hand along the chart table.
Closes the logbook.
ROSTRON
(quiet)
Finished.
He turns off the bridge light.
EXT. PIER – NIGHT
The CARPATHIA sits at rest.
Smaller now amid the lights and noise.
But unchanged.
INT. CARPATHIA – CAPTAIN’S CABIN – NIGHT
Rostron removes his jacket.
Sets it neatly on a chair.
He sits on the edge of the bunk.
For the first time, the weight hits him.
He closes his eyes.
Just for a moment.
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – DAWN
Early light touches the ship.
Crew move about their normal duties.
The extraordinary night already slipping into routine.
A STEWARD scrubs the deck.
Water runs toward the scuppers.
Washes away the last trace of what happened here.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – DAWN
Rostron returns.
Opens the logbook.
Writes one final line.
We don’t see the words.
He closes it.
Sets it aside.
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["Drama"]
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58 -
Return to Routine
EXT. PIER – DAWN
The CARPATHIA prepares to depart.
Lines loosen.
The ship eases away from the dock.
No crowd now.
No cameras.
Just another ship leaving port.
EXT. OPEN WATER – MORNING
The CARPATHIA moves steadily forward.
A familiar silhouette.
One funnel.
Black hull.
Unremarkable.
Essential.
SUPER (SIMPLE,
CLEAN):
APRIL 1912
RMS CARPATHIA RETURNED TO SERVICE
SUPER:
THE CREW RECEIVED NO MEDALS
NO PARADES
NO COMMISSIONS
SUPER:
THEY ANSWERED
AND THEN THEY WENT BACK TO SEA
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – DAY
The CARPATHIA disappears into the horizon.
Just a ship.
That was enough.
FADE OUT.
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – MORNING
Open water.
Calm.
The CARPATHIA cuts forward at an ordinary pace now.
No urgency.
No escort.
Just another working ship on another day.
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["Drama"]
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59 -
Reflections on the Sea
INT. CARPATHIA – DECK – MORNING
Crew resume routine.
A SAILOR chips ice from a rail.
Another coils rope, humming softly.
Life reasserts itself.
A STEWARD pauses, notices a small object wedged near the
scupper —
A CHILD’S BUTTON.
He studies it.
Then pockets it quietly.
INT. CARPATHIA – BRIDGE – MORNING
Rostron stands at the window.
The sea stretches endlessly ahead.
Dean enters, careful not to disturb him.
DEAN
Course is set, sir.
Rostron nods.
ROSTRON
Very good.
Dean hesitates.
DEAN
Sir… will they call again?
Rostron considers.
ROSTRON
If they do, we’ll answer.
Dean nods.
That’s the end of the discussion.
Genres:
["Drama"]
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Scene
60 -
Aftermath of the Rescue
INT. CARPATHIA – ENGINE ROOM – MORNING
The engines run smooth now.
Steady.
Reliable.
Johnston listens — satisfied.
ENGINEER
Back to normal.
JOHNSTON
That’s all any ship can ask for.
INT. CARPATHIA – WIRELESS ROOM – MORNING
The room is quiet.
Cottam sits with a mug of coffee.
No headphones.
No signals.
Bride enters.
BRIDE
Nothing coming in.
Cottam nods.
COTTAM
Good.
Bride looks around.
BRIDE
Feels strange not listening.
Cottam smiles faintly.
COTTAM
You don’t miss it until it’s gone.
They sit in silence.
INT. CARPATHIA – CAPTAIN’S CABIN – MORNING
Rostron folds his jacket.
Sets it away.
He studies a small notebook on his desk — the same one from
the bridge.
He closes it.
Doesn’t lock it.
EXT. OPEN SEA – DAY
The CARPATHIA moves on.
A working vessel.
Uncelebrated.
Unremarkable.
SUPER:
THE WORLD REMEMBERED THE DISASTER
SUPER:
FEWER REMEMBERED
THE SHIP THAT ANSWERED
EXT. NORTH ATLANTIC – DAY
The CARPATHIA grows smaller against the horizon.
Just steel and smoke and wake.
Doing its job.
FADE TO BLACK.
TITLE CARD:
CARPATHIA
The Night the World Answered
FADE OUT.
END