The others were gracious and curious about the man who had saved my life. But my mother looked at him like an insect. A dangerous insect, which must be squashed quickly.
I saw my whole life as if I had already lived it. An endless parade of parties and cotillions, yachts and polo matches. Always the same narrow people, the same mindless chatter. I felt like I was standing at a great precipice, with no one to pull me back, no one who cared… or even noticed.
The purpose of university is to find a suitable husband. Rose has already done that.
Jack: This is crazy.
Rose: I know. It doesn’t make any sense. That’s why I trust it.
Rose: It’s not up to you to save me, Jack.
Jack: You’re right… only you can do that.
We are the luckiest sons of bitches in the world, you know that?
Rose: It’s so unfair.
Ruth: Of course it’s unfair. We’re women. Our choices are never easy.
I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what’s gonna happen or, who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. 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.
What? Do you think a first class girl can’t drink?
I’m not an idiot, I know how the world works. I’ve got ten bucks in my pocket, I have no-nothing to offer you and I know that. I understand. But I’m too involved now. You jump, I jump, remember? I can’t turn away without knowing you’ll be all right. That’s all I want.
Cal: Where are you going? To him? To be a wh*re to a gutter rat?
Rose: I’d rather be his wh*re than your wife.