Sir! SIR! What the devil's going...? Haven't you learned to *knock* before coming in...

Wireless Operator Harold Thomas Cottam: [bursts into Captain Rostron's cabin] Sir! SIR!
Capt. Arthur Rostron: [waking up with a start] What the devil's going...?
[Roston rolls over and sees Cottam]
Capt. Arthur Rostron: [annoyed] Haven't you learned to *knock* before coming in here?
Wireless Operator Harold Thomas Cottam: It's a distress call, sir! From the Titanic. She's *sinking*!
[Cottam gives Rostron the paper with the distress message]
1st Officer Dean [Carpathia]: [comes into cabin to apologize for the intrusion] I'm sorry sir, I...
Capt. Arthur Rostron: [reads message and gives Cottam a long look] Mister Dean, turn the ship 'round. Head northwest. I'll work a course out for you in a minute.
1st Officer Dean [Carpathia]: Aye aye, sir.
[Dean rushes away to carry out the orders]
Capt. Arthur Rostron: [gets out of bed] Now, Cottam, you're sure this is the *Titanic*?
Wireless Operator Harold Thomas Cottam: Yes sir.
Capt. Arthur Rostron: You're certain?
Wireless Operator Harold Thomas Cottam: Absolutely.
Capt. Arthur Rostron: All right. Check back. Find out *everything* you can. Tell them we're coming as *fast* as *possible*!
Wireless Operator Harold Thomas Cottam: Yes sir!
[Cottam rushes back to his wireless equipment as Rostron goes to get dressed]