Titanic Movie Bloopers Novels & Stories

‎The wife hurls a glass of red wine straight into the blonde’s face. ‎Gasps ripple through the crowd. ‎The husband tries to run. ‎Slips on the spilled wine. ‎Lands flat on his back in the middle of the dance floor. ‎His toupée slides clean off and lands in a bowl of caviar. ‎Babya cackles beside me. ‎“Oh, Houston,” she sighs, wiping tears of laughter. “Never change.” ‎I stare at the chaos. ‎At the screaming. ‎At the toupée floating in fish eggs.

“Knew you could do it, Dennis!” “That wasn’t the hatch,” Dennis said grimly. A writhing mass of scrabbling shapes came at them, tumbling through the tunnel, splashing through the filthy water, bristling with tiny green eyes. “Rats,” Albert said. “Ye need stronger swear words,” Maud muttered. *** On board The Spirit of the Ocean, bedlam had taken hold. The deck was ablaze, a flickering yellow circle, in the centre of which was Thomas and the remnants of the group.

I cried and pulled the tax back to the front to the case to intercept. KRACK WUMM! The massive titanium tiles of the steel bulges struck on the stone ground of the internal oceans. A giant cloud of dead mud and sulfur blew up. The Rover slipped a few meters over the rock before he had a heavy metal branches came to stand. I fell in my seat together. The gel in my lungs lifted and lowered hard. “Everything all?” I asked in the radio without breathing. Silas, whose hands trembled while he kept his pad

“Tell me, Mr. Ashton, what do you remember from Titanic?” Charlie cleared his throat. “Why, that’s just it, doctor. I don’t remember much of anything once Meg was safe on the lifeboat. There are flashes from time to time, and once in a while I feel as if I’m about to remember something, but then… it all fades away. I remember helping some of the Third Class passengers try to get up to the lifeboats, but there was so much confusion. I can see their faces in flickers before me, but they don’t last. Sort of like the explosion from a flashbulb, if you will.”

It was a messy, jagged script, as if someone had written it in a hurry while the world was falling apart. **[FIND THE ACTOR.]** --- ### The Fourth Wall The Titan’s foot came down. The earth shattered. Rowan was thrown backward, hitting a tree with a sickening thud. The other survivors were screaming, running in all directions as the Titan began to scan them with its searchlight eyes. "Extraction in progress," the Titan said. A blue beam of light shot out of its chest, hitting Caspian. He began to float upward, his body turning into a stream of gray pixels as he was pulled into the machine.

The director was exasperated because a good shot was ruined just like this, so he snarled, "One more take!" As the scene was reshot, Juliana also had to crawl and yell again. "Sis, please leave immediately! Otherwise, I will kill you.. Oops, sorry! I said it wrong!" It was Olivera who said the wrong line as she hurriedly apologized. However, there was a tinge of glee behind her gaze after her prank was successful. Left without a choice, the scene had to be reshot. Juliana lay down on the ground and repeated her part. Unfortunately, the supporting actresses kept making mistakes in the following takes.

Amber did too, the innocent lady thought they were referring to their drunken state. "I'm in the mood for fruit loops." Maureen yawned. "Me too!" Amber replied. "Let's watch the Titanic, I've got my mcdonald's." Teq also commented, not as tipsy as the duo. "Hey, last night was great." Karen said to Ray. "Yeah, I'm sorry we've been a little off, it's the job." "I know baby, it's the job." "Yeah, a lot’s been up lately." "Like what?"

the Titan said. It reached out with its remaining hand. I gripped the knife. But before it could grab me, the grate beneath us groaned. The impact had damaged the structural integrity. The star-metal beams were bending. SNAP. A bolt the size of a bucket popped loose. The section of the grate under the Titan tilted. The creature scrabbled for purchase. Its iron fingers sparked on the metal. It looked at me. "Error," it said. Then it slid. It fell through the gap in the grate.

Dean somehow managed to lose an entire round after insisting he was acting out Titanic. “You looked like you were drowning,” Ryan said. “I was the iceberg.” “You were an awful iceberg.” Even Lucas laughed. Nobody seemed eager to leave when the games finally wound down. Empty pizza boxes disappeared into trash bags, chairs were stacked against the walls, and conversations naturally broke into smaller groups as everyone started walking back toward the cabins together. Melissa caught me just before I reached the door. “I’ll email you as soon as Arthur confirms your meeting.” “I’ll keep an eye out.” “Enjoy the next few quiet days.”

"That thing is bigger than our entire base! If we don't shoot, it's going to swallow us whole!" "If you fire those torpedoes, we won't even be an appetizer!" Sebastian shoved Jack back into his seat and spun toward the main console. "Our weapons will only piss it off!" Outside, the titanic vertical pupil shifted slowly. The water pressure violently fluctuated as the beast moved. The Tartarus was tossed around like a leaf in a hurricane. The titanium hull groaned, a sickening sound of metal being pushed to its absolute limit. "Harper!" Sebastian barked. "Cut all power! Kill the active sonar! Kill the floodlights! Rig for silent running!"