Rose: Hello, Jack. I've changed my mind. They said you might be up here..
Jack: Shh.. give me your hand. Now close your eyes, go on! Now step up. Now hold on to the railing. Keep your eyes closed, don't peek.
Rose: I'm not!
Jack: Step up onto the rail. Hold on, hold on. Keep your eyes closed.
[Rose laughs]
Jack: Do you trust me?
Rose: I trust you.
Jack: Alright.. open your eyes.
Rose: I'm flying! Jack!
CITAZIONE
La musica e' il nostro coltello, la spada per conquistare il mondo. Dovunque andremo, dovunque saremo, ci sentiranno: in Cina, a Marrakech, nei deserti del Sahara o nei ghiacciai dell'Alaska
