Brock Lovett: Dive six, here we are again on the deck of Titanic. Two and a half miles down. Three-thousand, eight hundred and twenty-one meters. The pressure outside is three-and-a-half tons per square inch. These windows are nine inches thick, and if they go, it's sayonara in two micro-seconds.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: Now it's brandy in the smoking room. They'll retreat to a cloud of smoke and congratulate each other on being masters of the universe.
Jack: I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You don't know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you. To make each day count.