TITANIC: AFTERMATH
Chapter Seventeen

 

INT. CAL'S BEDROOM - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - NIGHT

Cal and Anna enter. Anna shuts the door behind them. Cal takes her in his arms, and they bask in each other's adoration.

ANNA

I can't wait until we are married.

CAL

Neither me. But can we be any happier than we are now?

Anna smiles impishly at him.

ANNA

You don't understand, darling.

Cal's afraid he's been insensitive. But, to his surprise, she kisses him. She beams up at him, adoringly.

ANNA

(humorously) I can't wait any longer...for you to make love to me. You're a very handsome man, you know. A woman cannot keep her composure continually.

Cal laughs self-consciously. He hesitates.

CAL (VO)

Doubts continued to surface in my mind for a good while, but Anna gave me the strength to work through them.

CAL

I haven't thought of myself as the handsome and dashing sort for a very long time.

ANNA

But you ARE, and everything else a woman could ever want or need. Kiss me.

Cal kisses her gently.

ANNA

Yes, that was very dashing!

They both laugh, but Anna sees Cal is still fighting something.

CAL

I am trying. It's just at times...I fear I could never be anything on the order of your first husband.

ANNA

I don't expect you to be like him...and he wasn't a saint. He had a terrible temper, and he was never very good with people.

CAL

(humorously) Well, at least I resemble him in his negative aspects.

ANNA

Oh, come, now!

Anna laughs, and Cal nervously joins in. Anna takes his hands tenderly in hers.

ANNA

Yes, Benjamin died a hero, but the truth is, in life, he and I were really rather ill suited to one another. I married him because I admired his passion for doing God's work...but as time went on, I realized that we were worlds apart in our thinking, and if I were to disagree with him, oh! It was as if the wrath of God himself would come tumbling down upon me!

CAL

Really? Why, I can't imagine you in such a situation!

ANNA

Benjamin could be so very rigid at times, always telling others how to live, but you...you give of yourself simply by following your heart. Remember what you did for that man at your plant, Mr. Wood? Instead of calling him a sinner as Benjamin would, you made him feel wanted and needed. You turned his life around, all the while assuming no self-importance whatsoever. So, you see why I feel much more comfortable with you. I belong...with you.

Cal begins to smile, his concerns assuaged. Anna smiles too.

ANNA

So, kiss me again, darling. (caressing his face) I need you to be that man of weakness for me.

Anna's smile grows. They both burst out laughing.

CAL

You're sure you want to wake that bastard up, are you?

Anna nods exuberantly and smiles. Cal smiles too. He kisses her again, more passionately this time.

INT. ROSE'S APARTMENT - LOS ANGELES - NIGHT

Rose and Carl come bounding in the door out of the rain. He chases after her in mock pursuit.

He grabs her, and lifts her up into his arms. She screams and kicks furiously, like a maiden in distress. He sings diabolical piano music as he reels her about maniacally.

Their eyes meet. Rose regards him affectionately. She is ready to let him into her heart.

A tear comes to Carl's eye, as he sees the moment he's been waiting for has arrived. He kisses her tenderly.

Rose smiles joyfully, as their kiss becomes more passionate. Her spirit has finally found freedom in Carl's arms. A faint image can be seen in the window across the room.

Jack's ghost peers in at them from a window. It is a bittersweet sight for him, but he can rest now, knowing that Rose is happy again. He smiles, then slowly turns and walks away.

INT. 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY - SUMMER, 1914

From a window, a crowd of people is visible. People are lined up outside to congratulate Cal and Anna after their wedding.

EXT. 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY - SUMMER, 1914

Molly and Ruth walk out of the crowd together.

RUTH

That was such a lovely piano piece. I couldn't place it.

MOLLY

(apologetically) Ruth, there's something I gotta tell you, honey. You'll probably want to ring my neck--

RUTH

(concerned) What is it, Margaret?

MOLLY

I'll tell you, but you mustn't tell Cal. It'd only confuse the poor boy. He's so happy now.

Ruth nods, agreeing to Molly's conditions.

Nearby, Cal and Anna smile jubilantly.

CAL (VO)

Yes, Anna had changed my life in every way possible. I couldn't have been happier then, or today. She's been my constant companion and soul mate for almost 15 years, and I am in love with her as much today as I ever was.

Cal converses jovially with ALFRED VANDERBILT (36).

VANDERBILT

Hockley, I've never seen a man so anxious to lose his freedom!

CAL

I'm the happiest man alive, Alfred...and the luckiest!

CAL (VO)

The sinking of the Lusitania in May of 1915 came as a shock to all, particularly for us, as my friend, Alfred Vanderbilt, was lost.

One would never guess by looking at Vanderbilt, that this lover of fast horses, fast automobiles, and perhaps fast women, would soon die a hero.

CAL (VO)

He was last seen handing out life jackets to women and children on her decks, though he knew that he himself was not a good swimmer.

Cal and Vanderbilt shake hands.

CAL (VO)

Much to Anna's dismay, I told her that I would have been right there with him.

INT. PHILADELPHIA RESTAURANT - NIGHT - 1916

Ruth and Harold have dinner with some high society acquaintances.

CAL (VO)

Ruth too, was soon to be married. She did find happiness with her new husband, despite his occasional propensity to embarrass her in public.

Ruth looks on as her new husband guffaws over a bad joke. She gives him a firm little tap on the hand.

EXT. 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY

A cab pulls up in the driveway.

CAL (VO)

In 1917, two of our servants left to take jobs in factories to help with the war effort. Mrs. Spivey also left our home in November of that year, to travel to Russia.

Mrs. Spivey shakes hands with Mrs. Bingham and Anna, then with Cal. Their parting on good terms is indeed a minor miracle.

CAL (VO)

Max and Sheila were married that year. Since we feared Max might be called away for military duty, I felt it was time to let the servants know the truth.

INT. PARLOR - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - NIGHT

Cal and Anna sit with Max, Mrs. Bingham, Sheila, and Mrs. Ferguson. Max and Sheila hold hands.

CAL (VO)

Max took it quite well.

CAL

For so many years I've felt I didn't merit your devotion.

Max loves that Cal wasn't a hero. It's a big relief for him.

MAX

I know just what you mean, sir. I felt like less than a man for a good while, until we had our talk that day. Then you straightened me out.

CAL (VO)

Mrs. Bingham was the most understanding of all.

MRS. BINGHAM

I've brought you some words of a very wise man, Mr. Hockley. I've scribbled them down, so I can always refer to them when I find myself unhappy.

Mrs. Bingham reads aloud from a scrap of paper.

MRS. BINGHAM

Be quick to forgive, ready to forget, eager to acknowledge when you have been wrong...none of us are perfect and we can always detect shortcomings in others more quickly than we will recognize greater ones in ourselves. Whoever may have been right should not exult and taunt the other for having been wrong.

CAL

That's very generous, Mrs. Bingham. Tell me...who is this wise man?

MRS. BINGHAM

It's Mr. Strauss, sir. It's from a letter he wrote for his children to read after he died...on Titanic. If we all admire Mr. Strauss, should we not heed his words, sir?

All are deeply moved by Mrs. Bingham's words, especially Cal.

CAL

The Strausses were such kind and generous people. After working for them, how could you work for me...especially when you'd already made plans to retire?

MRS. BINGHAM

Why, you needed me, sir. I saw you on the Carpathia, and I knew I had to apply for the position. And don't forget that you are kind and generous too, sir.

CAL

You really are one of the finest people this world has ever known, Mrs. Bingham.

MRS. BINGHAM

That is very kind of you to say, sir.

EXT. STRAUSS MEMORIAL - NEW YORK CITY - DAY

Cal, Anna, and Mrs. Bingham lay flowers on the Strauss memorial statue.

CAL (VO)

With these wounds healed, I had only to complete my duty to Ruth.

INT. LIBRARY - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY

CAL (VO)

My confession to her yielded even more surprising results.

Cal's voice falters, as he trembles with shame.

CAL

So, you see, I feel in part responsible for Rose's death.

Ruth lays her hand on his arm and smiles gently.

RUTH

Cal...there's something I need to tell you.

INT. LIBRARY - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY

Cal stands at the window, experiencing a confusing jumble of emotions. Ruth places a comforting hand on his shoulder.

CAL (VO)

When I discovered Rose was alive, I didn't know what to think or feel, except I wanted to be certain that she was safe. I knew she had Le Coeur de la Mer, and I told Mrs. Brown that Rose could sell it for its full worth if I were to re-settle my insurance claim on it. But Rose has never approached us.

INT. CAL AND ANNA'S BEDROOM - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY - DECEMBER, 1929

Cal (age 47) sits at his desk, writing in his diary. He pauses, thinking, then puts pen to paper.

CAL (VO)

We still have some hopes of hearing from her, but know we probably never will. I only wish that things could have been different between us.

INT. CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL - DAY - DECEMBER, 1918

Mrs. Bingham cares for a sick child.

CAL (VO)

After the war, I opened a hospital for the victims of the flu epidemic that raged through the land.

She feels a fever coming on.

CAL (VO)

Mrs. Bingham died after contracting the flu while taking care of Philadelphia's sick children. Her loyalty and devotion were appreciated by all, and her company was sorely missed.

EXT. HALIFAX GRAVEYARD - DAY - 1920

Molly (52) places a wreath on a Titanic passenger's grave.

CAL (VO)

Mrs. Brown continued on as a national celebrity, her every move followed by the papers for a good while. When her husband died in '22, she became estranged from her family. I hope that her occasional visits to our household provided her with the feeling of family that she so desperately needed.

She walks out of the graveyard. Every grave behind her is lovingly adorned with a wreath she made by hand for them.

INT. PARLOR - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY - DECEMBER, 1929

Marie (22) shows off a newspaper article to Geoffrey (26), his wife, HELEN (25), and Cal's daughter, ELIZABETH (14). The women enjoy the article, but Geoffrey remains sullen and withdrawn.

CAL (VO)

Of the adopted children, only our eldest, Geoffrey remains, residing in the west wing with his wife and infant son. Appropriately, Marie, who was always so interested in our affairs as a child, authors a successful society column in the local newspaper.

Elizabeth smiles at Marie, but is obviously showing some strain.

CAL (VO)

Our own daughter, Elizabeth, has recently celebrated her fourteenth birthday. Unfortunately, I recently allowed her to read this diary, feeling that she should know the truth. When she discovered my conduct on the Titanic, she was bitterly disappointed in me, and has been quite distant these past few weeks. I am sure we will eventually reconcile, with Anna's help.

Geoffrey stares straight ahead. He is breaking apart inside.

CAL (VO)

Geoffrey is an impeccable young businessman, but he has changed so lately, since the recent advent of economic turmoil. Anna and I worry about him, as he puts such emphasis upon material wealth.

EXT. 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY - 1916 (FLASHBACK)

CAL (VO)

We knew this was a problem for him since he was a boy, when he ended his friendship with his old pal, Chris, to associate with the rich boys of the neighborhood.

Geoffrey (age 13) and his rich friends sneer at Chris. Chris stomps off, out of his life for good.

GEOFFREY

Your mother's just a common factory slave!

INT. CAL AND ANNA'S BEDROOM - DAY - DECEMBER, 1929

Cal sits at his desk, writing.

CAL (VO)

I just hope I can reach Geoffrey. I think I can, for I was like him once. He serves as a reminder as to how much I truly have changed. Yet, through all of this, there is still a part of me that has never forgiven myself for what I did that night in 1912. Perhaps I never should.

Cal hears a door slam. He puts his pen down, then rises and walks swiftly to the door.

EXT. LIBRARY - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY

Cal hears whimpering behind the door. He knocks.

CAL

Geoffrey? I want to talk to you.

There is no answer. The door is locked. Cal removes a key from his pocket, and unlocks it.

INT. LIBRARY - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY

Cal sees Geoffrey from behind, sitting at his desk. Geoffrey turns toward Cal. He has tears in his eyes...a gun in his hand. Cal slowly approaches Geoffrey.

CAL

Money just isn't that important, Geoffrey. Now, put the gun down.

GEOFFREY

Can't you see? We're ruined!

CAL

Think of how Helen would feel. She needs you to raise your son, Geoffrey.

GEOFFREY

What can I do for them now? It's all been swept away! Maybe I'm a coward...but I can't bear to live like that again!

Geoffrey shrinks away from Cal.

GEOFFREY

Get back! I don't want you hurt!

CAL

Give me the gun, Geoffrey.

Geoffrey raises the gun to his head.

Cal dives toward him, grabbing the gun.

They wrestle. The gun goes off.

INT. CARL'S PARENTS' KITCHEN - CEDAR RAPIDS - DAY - DECEMBER, 1929

Rose prepares a meal for her family. She glances up, startled, as the screen door slams.

Carl and their two sons, ROBBIE (9) and SHAWN (7) come inside. The boys romp out of the room, play-acting Robin Hood.

CARL

We're back! The boys will be great in the school play. Robbie's got his lines down cold. Shawn...well, he's coming along.

Rose laughs, but her smile is tinged with sadness. Carl holds her gently.

CARL

Hey, what's got you down? We won't live with my folks forever. Times will turn around again.

ROSE

No, no. I'm happy here, as long as I'm with you. It's nothing. I was just reliving some old memories...

For a reason she can't fathom, she was thinking of Cal.

EXT. FAMILY GRAVEYARD - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - PRESENT DAY

Lizzy and Brock stand over Cal and Anna's graves, with Cal's daughter, OLD ELIZABETH (83), and her son, CALEDON WADE (60).

LIZZY

So, that is how he died, then? It's not like the papers said at all.

INT. LIBRARY - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - DAY - DECEMBER, 1929

Anna, Elizabeth, and Helen gather around Cal, who lies dead on the floor in a puddle of blood.

Anna kneels by Cal, crying inconsolably as she holds his hand. Geoffrey stands nearby. He stares straight ahead, trembling and pale as a ghost. Geoffrey, like his role model, will live with a terrible secret and crushing remorse the rest of his life.

OLD ELIZABETH (VO)

He died a hero, like he always wanted to. It was an accident, but we had to make it look like a suicide...to protect Geoffrey, of course.

Anna squeezes Cal's hand one last time. She places the gun in his hand, and gently lies his arm on the ground.

Elizabeth sobs, her stomach in a knot.

OLD ELIZABETH (VO)

I felt just horrible having rejected him. I could only imagine how Geoffrey felt.

Helen slowly leads Geoffrey away.

OLD ELIZABETH (VO)

He was able to come to grips with his guilt, eventually, with the aid of my mother, and his wife, and with the help of the diary. He never got over it completely, though, not really. He died a hero too, in the Second World War.

EXT. FAMILY GRAVEYARD - 5001 GRANT AVENUE - PRESENT DAY

Lizzy places a flower on Anna's grave, and one on Cal's. At long last, a peace is made. They turn to leave the gravesite.

BROCK

After reading Cal's diary, I just didn't see him committing suicide. Now it all makes sense.

LIZZY

But he did in a way, feeling he had to be a hero.

ELIZABETH

Yes. Anna didn't want that, but she understood his feelings of guilt. She felt guilty, just for surviving when her husband had died. Imagine that.

LIZZY

But she was pregnant! What else could she have done?

ELIZABETH

Not a thing...but she saw so many women in second class stay behind with their husbands, and she wished she could have been like them. You know, I was never on Titanic, but even I feel guilty...for rejecting my father. I've always felt it fitting I was named after a survivor.

LIZZY

You're named after a survivor? Really?

ELIZABETH

Yes. Little Betsy Moore. Father tracked her to Trenton, New Jersey, and saw to it that she had money for schooling. She was since married to a Mister Bainbridge, but I've never met her.

Lizzy's mind races. She stops walking.

LIZZY

(slowly, incredulously) Elizabeth Bainbridge in New Jersey...is Betsy Moore?

BROCK

We're going there to pay her a visit! She's one of Rose's old friends!

LIZZY

It was Nana's suggestion that my parents name me Elizabeth...after her old friend in New Jersey...a little girl she and grandpa saved from a fire at Coney Island!

ELIZABETH

Well, I would certainly like to meet her!

INT. BETSY'S NURSING HOME ROOM - NEW JERSEY - DAY

The three Elizabeths sit together. All rise, and say good-bye.

BROCK

Thanks for letting me print your story too, Mrs. Bainbridge.

Many pictures decorate the walls. Lost among them is a photo of Betsy as a little girl, playing dress-up at the DiGuilianis.

Betsy wears a big hat, costume jewelry...and the Heart of the Ocean. Next to her, Rose nervously eyes the necklace Betsy has grabbed from her drawer, but still smiles for the picture. Betsy's visitors depart. No one notices the photograph.

EXT. NURSING HOME PARKING LOT - DAY

BROCK

Elizabeth...I'll understand if you don't want Cal's story getting out. Rose has already allowed me to tell her story...but I want to do justice to Cal some way. Maybe I shouldn't publish either of them.

Lizzy is touched by his willingness to give up the opportunity of a lifetime to do the right thing. He really has changed.

ELIZABETH

Yes, I've given this some thought, and I think it is time for his story to be told. You go ahead and publish every word of that diary.

Brock beams ecstatically, and shakes Elizabeth's hand.

BROCK

That's real sporting of you, Mrs. Wade!

ELIZABETH

Now, I'll be expecting to see some of those royalties, young man!

All laugh. They say good-bye. The Wades walk off to their car. Brock turns to Lizzy, bursting with excitement.

BROCK

I can't believe it Lizzy! This is going to be great--

Lizzy grabs Brock and devours him with a big, juicy kiss. We soar up higher and higher, above the bustling Philadelphia of today, and out towards the sea.

FADE OUT

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