Your Imagination Can Create A Reality

When Nikita Khrushchev Wrapped Himself In The Bloody Mantle Of The Czars He Broke Hungary, He Broke The Little Communist Parties Over The Western World, And He Broke The Hearts Of Many Honest Men Who Had Trusted A Little Too Far, A Little Too Long.

A Director's Job Is To Make Something Happen And It Doesn't Happen By Itself. So You Wheedle, You Cajole, You Flatter People, You Tell Them What Needs To Be Done. And If You Don't Bring A Passion And An Intensity To It, You Shouldn't Be Doing It.

Jack: Rose! You're So Stupid. Why Did You Do That, Huh? You're So Stupid, Rose. Why Did You Do That? Why? Rose: You Jump, I Jump, Right? Jack: Right. Rose: Oh God! I Couldn't Go. I Couldn't Go, Jack. Jack: It's All Right. We'll Think Of Something. Rose: At Least I'm With You.

The Snake Kills By Squeezing Very Slowly. This Is How The Civilized World Slowly, Slowly Pushes Into The Forest And Takes Away The World That Used To Be.

Rose: You're Crazy. Jack: That's What Everybody Says But, With All Due Respect, Miss, I'm Not The One Hanging Off The Back Of A Ship Here. Come On. C'mon, Give Me Your Hand. You Don't Want To Do This.