Give me your hand. (takes Rose's hand) Close your eyes. Go on. (Rose closes her eyes) Step up. Now hold on to the rail. Keep your eyes closed; don't peek.
I'm not.
Step up onto the rail. Hold on. Keep your eyes closed. Trust me?
I trust you.
All right, open your eyes. (Rose opens her eyes. She stretches her arms, and Jack stands behind her, arms around her. )
I'm fling, Jack. (singing) Come, Josephine, in my flying machine. Up she goes, and up she goes. . .