ACT ONE cont.
The Bridge
Thank you, Mr. Murdoch.
What is our present course?
281 degrees North
Steady as she goes
Aye Aye Captain.
Mr. Lightholler what is our current speed?
19 Sir.
Maintain 19 knots Mr. Murdoch.
Aye Aye Sir.
Boiler Room 1- 6- Maintain
68 revolutions of the main propellers
E.J! Now that we are officially
underway I thought a little celebration might be in order.
I’m sorry Mr. Ismay – I don’t allow alcohol on my bridge.
You know that Mr. Etches.
Yes Sir, I do.
Oh technically speaking E. J.
it would be considered my bridge.
Not at sea, Mr. Ismay.
I’m terribly sorry- Sir – this bottle seems to have gone completely flat.
I couldn’t possibly allow you to drink it.
Would you like me to fetch you another Mr. Ismay?
Never mind – let it go.
Again – my apologies.
Thank you Mr. Etches.
Yes -well with or without champange
I want to toast our ship.
Royal Mail Steamer – Titanic!
Nearly a quarter mile in length
– She’s bigger- grander and safer
than any ship in history! The
greatest achievement in Trans-
Atlantic Navigation since that very
first crossing nearly 420 years ago.
Ah Andrews! I’m glad you are here!
I was just congratulating the three of us
on our magnificent contribution to the 20th
Century.
Progress Gentleman!
I give you both…
I trust you will forgive us Mr. Ismay –
We have our duties!
Tell me E.J. what is our present speed?
19 knotts, Mr. Ismay.
Really? I would have expected us to
be going much faster now that we’ve
cleared land. I want us to make NY by Tuesday afternoon.
Tell me Andrews, I understand that 22 knotts
would be necessary in order to make
a six day crossing. In your expert
opinion is Titanic capable of that speed?
Come Andrews, you’re the one who
built the thing. Are we capable of 22 knotts?
Capable, yes I’m sure we are.
Possibly a bit more if pushed…23 perhaps…
Excellent! Sir!
But – it is customary for a maiden voyage to precede prudently.
It’s the maiden voyage that creates news dammit!
I intend for this one to create a legend!
Talk to me straight man – when can we expect full speed?
When the Captain orders it, Sir.
Well then we must persuade him
to do so mustn’t we?
As a point of fact, I was about to give
the order when you walked in.
Mr. Murdoch – increase speed to 20 knotts.
20 knotts Aye Aye Sir!
Increase speed Mr. Bell, give us 71 revolutions.
20 knotts? Well, it’s a start I suppose.
Carry on Gentleman.
Watch your compass Mr. Hichens
– you are drifting off course!
I don’t think so Sir
Don’t argue with me man,
If I say you’re off course –
you’re bloody well off course!
Boiler Room
Set your screws to 71 – Mr. Barrett
71? If you ask me Mr. Bell
– it’s a might soon for 71.
Captain’s orders, Mr Barrett-
if you’ve got no objections that is!
It’s his ship isn’t it? 71 it shall be!
But I speak plain Mr. Bell, if it was
my ship I wouldn’t recommend the
speed be increased too quick
Do as you’re told Mr. Barrett.
Barrett’s Song
She’s sparkling clean, this new-born ship
But one old thing is clear
The orders they propose above
We execute down here…
We’ll watch from here as up above
They’ll catch a whiff of glory
This wonder ship may be brand new
But it’s the same old story…
Stoke the fire down in the hold
As the men draw back…
Feed the heat in the hold
As the men draw back
And the dust of the coal in the air is black
And a trickle of sweat runs down your back…
And what are the boys from
Midlands doing here?
Coal it is that makes the steam
That runs the machines that run the world
That sends the men below the ground
To mine the coal
Each day…
From the Leicetershire and Nottingham
Us Lads who worked down in the pit
Knew if you got above the ground
You’d save your soul
Some way…
Get out of the pit
And Westward I knew that I could run
And ship out to sea and there my new life was begun…
And the screws are turning at seventy-one…
It became my dream to got out to sea…
Further out from the mine you couldn’t be…
But, born to the coal, there’s no place for you elsewhere
You trade a life of dank and gloom
To shovel in the boiler room
But now you’re seven decks below
A Lady’s dainty feet…
And nothing has changed
There’s nothing a miner can do
The pit and your mates
Turned into the hold and crew…
And the screws are turning at seventy-two…
Faster and faster we watch as we gain evermore
Seventy-three, and too soon it is seventy-four…
For a record speed I believe we strive!
For the maiden trip that’s too hard to drive
If you push her faster than seventy-five.
That is the truth
I swear!
To Be a Captain
Thousands on board
each in his class
You are the master of all that must pass
Yours to set course
Yours to command
You hold their souls
In the palm of your hand
What a Remarkable Age This Is!
My Dear Mr. Latimer!
Prepare to meet our clientele
Our meeting is imminent
Our having just run the dinner bell
It won’t be a novelty
We mostly have seen them all before…
Prepare for the usual
You should be aware of what’s in store…
We’ve served them on the Baltic
And the Oceanic
Olympic and Majestic
And today’s the same
There’s nothing changed…
Mr. Astor takes his toast dry
Mrs Straus Likes the grouse
with the sauce on the side
And the Wideners love Kidney Pie
Bring it hot, if it’s not
They’ll be fit to be tied
They’re accustomed to the best
Of all that money buys
The world of free enterprise
Has given this privilege to the rich…
When they’re idle
They’re entitled to the luxory
Which we provide
That’s forever the source of our pride…
Which is why we’re always there
With our especial form of care
For every hungry millionaire
By now they’ve all arrived…
We’re sailing aboard the the greatest ship
That ever sailed the seas
The hull and the keel imperviously
Stronger by degrees!
Magnificent crystal chandeliers
parquet in all the floors
The ceiling is Jacobean
A Decor the world adores
Oh what a ship!
Remarkable keel
Oh what a keel!
Remarkable steel!
Oh what a ship!
If it could be put in a phrase..it’s
What a remarkable age this is!
A Fellow’s invented see-through film
He calls it cellophane
Another has built a parachute
For jumping out of an airplane!
Remarkable things flow endlessly
From out the human brain!
Indeed
And what a remarkable age this is!
Keep the Captain’s table pristine
Where we seat the elite whom we happily serve
Here they dine on fine French Cuisine
It’s the Creme De La Creme’s
Exclusive Preserve!
It’s the pleasure of the leisure class’s greatest wits
To be where the Captain sits
When taking their dinner on the sea
Giving difference to their preferences
is our chief art!
We play a part
In a perfectly working machine
You should ever be aware
This is a privilege great and rare
A Special burden that we bear
In our respective lives!
Remarkable! U.S. Steel
Is splitting share at five to four!
Monopoly makes the industry
Far better than before!
Attending the coronation of King
George the Fifth was grand
And afterwards off to Monaco
To frolic in the sand
Remarkable talk
Oh what a talk!
Remarkable times
Oh what a time!
Remarkable world
Oh what a world!
So much to surprise and amaze…
And…
What a remarkable time
What a remarkable world
What a remarkable age…
The hull and the keel Impervious
Magnificent crystal Chandeliers
A fellow’s invented see-through film
and what a remarkable age
This is!
Lady’s Maid
I will be a proper person
People will look up to me
What a girl that girl McGowan
Katie Violet Maud Marie
I aspire to heights of glory
In that new world, that can be!
In that grandest nation I’ll stand tall
Reach my very highest hopes
Of all…
I want to be a Lady’s Maid!
Lady’s Maid in America
In America the streets are paved with gold
I want to be a Governess
Governess in America
In America It’s better I’m told
I want to be a sewing girl
Sewing girl in America
In America I’ll sew till I am old…
There’s a place called Chicago
I’ve seen it on the map
There’s a place called Mary-land
I’ve seen it on the map
There’s a place in America
called Albuquerque
And I’m hopin’ it’s a bit like Donegal
Oh, I’m hopin’ that it is…
There I’m hopin’ that it is…
Where my dreamin’
And my hopin’ and my schemin’
And my prayin’ and my wishin’ to be happy
Will come true enough
And…
I want to be an engineer…
An Engineer…
Oh, I will be grand…
In America the streets are paved with gold
In America the streets are paved with gold
I want a shop to call my own…
to call my own…
Oh, I will be grand…
In America it’s better I’m told
In America it’s better I am told..
Oh far beyond the northern sea
A new life can unfold
And I’m planning that it will
How I’m planning that it will
Where my dreamin’
And my hopin’ and my schemin’
And my prayin’ and my wishin’ to be happy
Will come true enough
And…
I want to be a millionaire!
Millionaire in America
Strike it rich and spend the fortune I amass…
I want to be a constable!
Constable in America
In America you rise above your class…
Oh, there’s a place your industry and talent
Can be sold…
And I’m certain that it will…
There I’m certain that it will…
Ich will ein gutes leben haben…
Una Bella vita negli stati uniti…
Where my dreamin’
And my hopin’ and my schemin’
And my prayin’ and my wishin’ to be happy
Will come true enough
And…I sant to rise above myself…
…Oh I will be grand
America, the streets
are paved with gold…
America, the streets
Are paved with gold…
America the streets
are payed with gold
I want to be a lady’s maid…
Millionaire…
Engineer…
In America!
Better place for me and you…
Better land to start anew…
Better land for the baby…
that I hold