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This film contains some violent scenes and some strong language | 0:00:02 | 0:00:08 | |
-SINEAD O'CONNOR SINGS: -# From the silence | 0:00:15 | 0:00:18 | |
# From the night | 0:00:18 | 0:00:21 | |
# Comes a distant | 0:00:21 | 0:00:25 | |
# Lullaby | 0:00:25 | 0:00:29 | |
# Soul surrendering your soul | 0:00:29 | 0:00:34 | |
# The heart of you not whole | 0:00:34 | 0:00:37 | |
# For love | 0:00:37 | 0:00:41 | |
# But love | 0:00:41 | 0:00:47 | |
# Walked on | 0:00:47 | 0:00:53 | |
# Cast into the dark | 0:00:53 | 0:01:00 | |
# Branded with the mark | 0:01:01 | 0:01:08 | |
# Of shame of Cain... # | 0:01:08 | 0:01:15 | |
If I could just go back, | 0:01:20 | 0:01:23 | |
if I could rub everything out, | 0:01:23 | 0:01:25 | |
starting with myself... | 0:01:25 | 0:01:28 | |
..starting with borrowing a jacket. | 0:01:30 | 0:01:32 | |
-SHE SINGS: -# Oh, such fleeting paradise | 0:01:33 | 0:01:36 | |
# Such innocence denied | 0:01:36 | 0:01:40 | |
# To love | 0:01:40 | 0:01:43 | |
# Be loved | 0:01:43 | 0:01:46 | |
# A lullaby | 0:01:46 | 0:01:52 | |
# In silence. # | 0:01:52 | 0:01:58 | |
APPLAUSE | 0:02:00 | 0:02:03 | |
-WOMAN: -Frances, that was lovely. I'm so proud. | 0:02:04 | 0:02:07 | |
-MAN: -Congratulations, my dear. Just wonderful. | 0:02:07 | 0:02:10 | |
That was marvellous...marvellous. | 0:02:10 | 0:02:12 | |
Most enjoyable. Herbert Greenleaf. My wife, Emily. | 0:02:12 | 0:02:15 | |
-Thank you. Tom Ripley. -How do you do? | 0:02:15 | 0:02:17 | |
You were at Princeton. Most likely you'll know our son, Dick. | 0:02:17 | 0:02:21 | |
-Dickie Greenleaf? -Couldn't help noticing your jacket. | 0:02:21 | 0:02:23 | |
Yes. | 0:02:23 | 0:02:26 | |
Class of '56. | 0:02:26 | 0:02:28 | |
How is Dickie? | 0:02:29 | 0:02:31 | |
Oh, we've really enjoyed meeting you. | 0:02:31 | 0:02:33 | |
We hope that you'll come out and see us. | 0:02:33 | 0:02:35 | |
-Thank you. That's very kind. -Both of you. | 0:02:35 | 0:02:38 | |
-Herbert? -Yes, yes. I very much hope so. | 0:02:38 | 0:02:41 | |
Of course, Dickie's idea of music is jazz. | 0:02:41 | 0:02:45 | |
He has a saxophone. | 0:02:45 | 0:02:47 | |
To my ear, jazz is just noise, just an insolent noise. | 0:02:47 | 0:02:52 | |
-It was very nice to meet you. -And you. | 0:02:52 | 0:02:55 | |
-We'll see you at the shipyard. -I hope to. | 0:02:55 | 0:02:58 | |
-Good. -OK. | 0:02:58 | 0:02:59 | |
I have to run. I'm very late. | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
-Ah, you were great. -You were great. | 0:03:04 | 0:03:06 | |
-Darling couple, aren't they? -Yes. They are. | 0:03:08 | 0:03:11 | |
Exceptional young man. | 0:03:11 | 0:03:13 | |
-Thanks for the jacket. -Thanks for filling in for me. | 0:03:15 | 0:03:18 | |
Take care of that wrist. Bye. | 0:03:18 | 0:03:19 | |
MUSIC: SLOW MOVEMENT OF PIANO QUARTET IN E-FLAT MAJOR BY BEETHOVEN | 0:03:19 | 0:03:22 | |
Believe me, buy IBM now, before it splits. | 0:03:26 | 0:03:30 | |
-Do you really think so? -Yes! | 0:03:30 | 0:03:34 | |
MEN CONVERSE SOFTLY | 0:03:34 | 0:03:36 | |
PIANO QUARTET CONTINUES | 0:03:41 | 0:03:44 | |
MUSIC: FIRST MOVEMENT OF ITALIAN CONCERTO BY BACH | 0:03:58 | 0:04:01 | |
Sorry...sorry. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:11 | |
No. Sorry. | 0:04:11 | 0:04:13 | |
You've probably heard Dickie's been living in Italy, | 0:04:13 | 0:04:16 | |
Mongibello, south of Naples, any kind of place at all. | 0:04:16 | 0:04:21 | |
-Morning, sir. -Frank. | 0:04:21 | 0:04:23 | |
Marge, his, um...young lady, | 0:04:23 | 0:04:26 | |
is supposedly writing some kind of book. | 0:04:26 | 0:04:28 | |
God only knows what he does. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:30 | |
By all accounts, they spend the whole time on the beach | 0:04:30 | 0:04:33 | |
and his sailboat. | 0:04:33 | 0:04:34 | |
That's my son's talent - spending his allowance. | 0:04:34 | 0:04:37 | |
Could you ever conceive of going to Italy, Tom? | 0:04:37 | 0:04:40 | |
Persuade my son to come home? | 0:04:40 | 0:04:44 | |
I'd pay you. | 0:04:45 | 0:04:47 | |
1,000. | 0:04:47 | 0:04:50 | |
Well, I have always wanted to go to Europe, sir, but... | 0:04:52 | 0:04:56 | |
Good. Now you can go for a reason. | 0:04:56 | 0:05:00 | |
MUSIC: "THE CHAMP" BY DIZZY GILLESPIE | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
Count Basie? Duke Ellington? I don't know. | 0:05:14 | 0:05:20 | |
I don't know. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:24 | |
I don't know. | 0:05:26 | 0:05:27 | |
Dizzy Gillespie. | 0:05:34 | 0:05:35 | |
-CHET BAKER SINGS: -# My funny valentine... # | 0:05:35 | 0:05:40 | |
"My Funny Valentine". | 0:05:40 | 0:05:41 | |
MAN SHOUTS: You're an ugly bitch! WOMAN SHOUTS BACK | 0:05:41 | 0:05:44 | |
I don't even know if this is a man or a woman. | 0:05:45 | 0:05:49 | |
THUD! CRASH! | 0:05:49 | 0:05:52 | |
MAN AND WOMAN CONTINUE ARGUING | 0:05:52 | 0:05:56 | |
BRISK JAZZ PLAYS | 0:05:56 | 0:05:59 | |
Charlie Parker? | 0:06:05 | 0:06:07 | |
Charlie Parker. I know that - it's "Bird". | 0:06:07 | 0:06:10 | |
Yes! | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
SONG ENDS ABRUPTLY Ugh! | 0:06:15 | 0:06:17 | |
MUSIC: "MACHE DICH, MEIN HERZE, REIN" BY BACH | 0:06:17 | 0:06:20 | |
-Here. I'll take it. -Thanks. | 0:06:37 | 0:06:40 | |
That 1,000 bucks should come in handy. | 0:06:40 | 0:06:42 | |
-Yes, sir. -I'll get that. | 0:06:42 | 0:06:45 | |
-Thank you. -Sir. | 0:06:49 | 0:06:50 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:06:50 | 0:06:52 | |
You're going to have a great trip. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:54 | |
Mr Greenleaf is personal friends with the Cunard people. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:56 | |
# Mache dich, Mein Herze, rein... # | 0:06:58 | 0:07:03 | |
I can tell you the Greenleaf name opens a lot of doors. | 0:07:03 | 0:07:06 | |
# Mache dich, mein Herze, rein | 0:07:13 | 0:07:19 | |
# Ich will Jesum, selbst begraben | 0:07:19 | 0:07:24 | |
# Ich will Jesum, selbst begraben | 0:07:24 | 0:07:29 | |
# Mache dich, mein Herze, rein... # | 0:07:34 | 0:07:39 | |
MAN SPEAKS ITALIAN OVER PA | 0:07:39 | 0:07:41 | |
English? Do you speak English? | 0:07:41 | 0:07:43 | |
-MAN: -Si. What's your name? Si. -Ripley. | 0:07:43 | 0:07:45 | |
Follow me. No problem. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:47 | |
-Here, Signore Ripley. Bag. -OK. | 0:07:47 | 0:07:51 | |
-This? -Uh...there. | 0:07:51 | 0:07:52 | |
-This one. -WOMAN: -Is that all of them? | 0:07:52 | 0:07:55 | |
-Just one suitcase, Signore Ripley? -Si. | 0:07:55 | 0:07:58 | |
Attenzione! | 0:07:59 | 0:08:01 | |
Oh, Customs. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:03 | |
MAN SPEAKS ITALIAN | 0:08:06 | 0:08:08 | |
Un attimo, signorina, un solo minuto. | 0:08:11 | 0:08:13 | |
-What's your secret? -Excuse me? | 0:08:16 | 0:08:18 | |
No, it's just that... You are American, aren't you? | 0:08:18 | 0:08:21 | |
No, it's just that... well, I have so much luggage | 0:08:21 | 0:08:25 | |
and you're so, um...streamlined. | 0:08:25 | 0:08:28 | |
It's humiliating. | 0:08:28 | 0:08:30 | |
Il suo forme per le bagagli, signorina. | 0:08:30 | 0:08:32 | |
I'm Meredith, by the way. | 0:08:32 | 0:08:34 | |
Hello. Dickie. | 0:08:34 | 0:08:36 | |
-Meredith Randall. -Um, Dickie Greenleaf. | 0:08:36 | 0:08:40 | |
Hello. | 0:08:40 | 0:08:42 | |
You're not the shipping Greenleafs? | 0:08:44 | 0:08:46 | |
Oh, trying not to be. | 0:08:46 | 0:08:48 | |
Trying to jump ship. | 0:08:48 | 0:08:51 | |
Um, did they put your cases in the wrong pile? | 0:08:51 | 0:08:54 | |
It's just that, er, you were at the "R" stand. | 0:08:54 | 0:08:57 | |
Well, I thought I saw you there. | 0:08:57 | 0:09:01 | |
My father wants me back in New York. | 0:09:02 | 0:09:04 | |
He builds boats. I'd rather sail them. | 0:09:05 | 0:09:07 | |
So I travel under my mother's name. | 0:09:07 | 0:09:09 | |
-Which is? -Emily. | 0:09:09 | 0:09:13 | |
I'm just kidding. SHE LAUGHS | 0:09:13 | 0:09:15 | |
You know, the funny thing is... | 0:09:16 | 0:09:18 | |
..I'm not Randall either. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:21 | |
I'm Logue. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:24 | |
-As in...? -As in the textile Logues. | 0:09:24 | 0:09:27 | |
Trying to shrug off the dress. | 0:09:27 | 0:09:30 | |
I travel under my mother's name too. | 0:09:30 | 0:09:32 | |
-Randall? -Right. | 0:09:32 | 0:09:34 | |
-So, Rome, er... -Oh, south. | 0:09:34 | 0:09:37 | |
-Oh, we're partners in disguise! -HE CHUCKLES | 0:09:37 | 0:09:41 | |
-Bye. -Bye. | 0:09:41 | 0:09:42 | |
WOMAN CALLS: Ciao, Lorenzo! | 0:10:03 | 0:10:05 | |
-MAN: -Mongibello! | 0:10:13 | 0:10:19 | |
Mongibello! | 0:10:19 | 0:10:22 | |
Hey, buon giorno, buon giorno. | 0:10:22 | 0:10:24 | |
BOTH CONVERSE IN ITALIAN | 0:10:24 | 0:10:27 | |
Bene, bene. Molto bene. Si. | 0:10:29 | 0:10:31 | |
BOTH SING IN ITALIAN | 0:10:31 | 0:10:34 | |
BUS DRIVER STARTS ENGINE MAN CONTINUES SINGING | 0:10:40 | 0:10:43 | |
La fidanzata e una faccia. | 0:10:52 | 0:10:56 | |
The fiancee has a face. | 0:10:56 | 0:10:58 | |
La fidanzata e Marge. | 0:11:02 | 0:11:04 | |
Questo e la faccia Dickie. | 0:11:07 | 0:11:11 | |
Questo e la mia faccia. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:18 | |
"Bird". | 0:11:22 | 0:11:24 | |
This is my face. | 0:11:27 | 0:11:29 | |
Questa e la mia faccia. | 0:11:34 | 0:11:38 | |
I'm beat. | 0:11:58 | 0:12:00 | |
So, I guess you didn't look at Palm Beach. | 0:12:01 | 0:12:04 | |
I will, Marge. I promise. | 0:12:04 | 0:12:06 | |
It's just been too hot. | 0:12:06 | 0:12:08 | |
If I make dinner at my place, look at it then. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:20 | |
Dickie Greenleaf? | 0:12:20 | 0:12:23 | |
-Who's that? -It's Tom. Tom Ripley. | 0:12:23 | 0:12:26 | |
Tom Ripley? | 0:12:26 | 0:12:28 | |
We were at Princeton together. | 0:12:28 | 0:12:29 | |
OK. | 0:12:29 | 0:12:31 | |
Did we know each other? | 0:12:32 | 0:12:34 | |
Hello. Uh, well, I knew you, so... I suppose you must've known me. | 0:12:34 | 0:12:39 | |
Princeton's like a fog. | 0:12:40 | 0:12:42 | |
America's like a fog. | 0:12:42 | 0:12:44 | |
This is Marge Sherwood. | 0:12:46 | 0:12:47 | |
-Tom... Sorry, what is it? -Ripley. | 0:12:47 | 0:12:49 | |
-How do you do? -How do you do, Marge? | 0:12:49 | 0:12:52 | |
-What are you doing in Mongi? -Nothing. | 0:12:53 | 0:12:55 | |
Nothing much. | 0:12:55 | 0:12:57 | |
Just passing through. | 0:12:57 | 0:12:59 | |
-HE CHUCKLES -Passing through? -Yeah. | 0:12:59 | 0:13:02 | |
You're so white. | 0:13:03 | 0:13:05 | |
Did you ever see a guy so white, Marge? | 0:13:05 | 0:13:09 | |
Grey, actually. | 0:13:10 | 0:13:11 | |
It's just an undercoat. MARGE GIGGLES | 0:13:11 | 0:13:14 | |
Say again? | 0:13:14 | 0:13:15 | |
You know, a primer. | 0:13:15 | 0:13:17 | |
That's funny. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:22 | |
Margie likes that cos she's so white too. | 0:13:22 | 0:13:24 | |
Yes, I do, and you're not funny. | 0:13:24 | 0:13:26 | |
Please come and have lunch with us before you go. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:29 | |
-Yes, Dickie? -Sure, any time. | 0:13:29 | 0:13:30 | |
Well... | 0:13:30 | 0:13:34 | |
Coincidence! | 0:13:34 | 0:13:35 | |
I don't remember him. | 0:13:39 | 0:13:41 | |
That's so funny. | 0:13:41 | 0:13:43 | |
DICKIE SHOUTS: Silvana! Hey! | 0:13:50 | 0:13:53 | |
I've been looking all over for you. Where have you been hiding? | 0:13:53 | 0:13:57 | |
-Yeah, today you look for me. -Huh? | 0:13:57 | 0:13:59 | |
-What about the rest of the week? -You're always working. | 0:13:59 | 0:14:02 | |
-Porco. -Come on, get on. | 0:14:02 | 0:14:04 | |
-With the American girl? -Huh? | 0:14:04 | 0:14:06 | |
-Hold on to me. -I hate you, you know. | 0:14:06 | 0:14:09 | |
-Huh? -I hate you! | 0:14:09 | 0:14:12 | |
Did you suddenly forget where I live? | 0:14:12 | 0:14:15 | |
I know. I'm late. I'm a swine. | 0:14:15 | 0:14:17 | |
-It's 4:00. -I just woke up. | 0:14:17 | 0:14:19 | |
-Oh! -I'm sorry. | 0:14:19 | 0:14:21 | |
-I'm sorry. -You just woke up. | 0:14:21 | 0:14:23 | |
Fausto and I, we took the boat out. | 0:14:23 | 0:14:25 | |
We were fishing, then it was dawn and we caught absolutely nothing. | 0:14:25 | 0:14:28 | |
Mmm, yes, well, we ate everything without you. | 0:14:28 | 0:14:32 | |
-We? -Yes. | 0:14:32 | 0:14:34 | |
Tom Ripley's here. | 0:14:34 | 0:14:36 | |
Who? | 0:14:36 | 0:14:37 | |
-Tom! -Hi. | 0:14:39 | 0:14:41 | |
-Hello. -Hello. | 0:14:41 | 0:14:42 | |
How are you? We thought you'd disappeared. | 0:14:42 | 0:14:44 | |
We were going to send out a search party. | 0:14:44 | 0:14:46 | |
HE LAUGHS No. No, I'm still here. | 0:14:46 | 0:14:48 | |
Tom was telling me about his journey over. | 0:14:48 | 0:14:52 | |
Made me laugh so hard I almost got a nosebleed. | 0:14:52 | 0:14:55 | |
Is that good? | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
(Shut up.) | 0:14:57 | 0:14:59 | |
I'm sorry. I'm sorry! | 0:14:59 | 0:15:02 | |
I'm despicable...but I love you. Do you love me? | 0:15:02 | 0:15:06 | |
-Do you love me? -I'm intruding. | 0:15:06 | 0:15:07 | |
Can you mix a martini? | 0:15:07 | 0:15:09 | |
Sure. | 0:15:11 | 0:15:13 | |
-SHE SIGHS -I'll do it. -Oh! | 0:15:13 | 0:15:15 | |
I make a fabulous martini. | 0:15:15 | 0:15:18 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:15:19 | 0:15:22 | |
Everybody should have one talent. What's yours? | 0:15:22 | 0:15:26 | |
Forging signatures, telling lies, impersonating practically anybody. | 0:15:26 | 0:15:31 | |
That's three. Nobody should have more than one talent. | 0:15:31 | 0:15:34 | |
OK, do an impression. | 0:15:36 | 0:15:38 | |
-Now? -Yeah. | 0:15:38 | 0:15:40 | |
IMITATES DICKIE'S FATHER: The only talent my son has | 0:15:40 | 0:15:43 | |
is for cashing his allowance. | 0:15:43 | 0:15:45 | |
What? | 0:15:47 | 0:15:49 | |
Oh, I like to sail. Believe me, I love to sail. | 0:15:49 | 0:15:52 | |
-Instead I make boats and... -Stop! | 0:15:52 | 0:15:54 | |
-..other people sail them. -It's too much! | 0:15:54 | 0:15:56 | |
All the hairs on my neck are standing up. | 0:15:56 | 0:15:58 | |
Oh, yes, jazz! Oh, jazz. Let's face it. | 0:15:58 | 0:16:01 | |
It's just, er...it's just insolent noise. | 0:16:01 | 0:16:05 | |
I feel like he's here. | 0:16:05 | 0:16:07 | |
Horrible! Like the old bastard's here right now. | 0:16:07 | 0:16:10 | |
-Good. -That's brilliant. | 0:16:10 | 0:16:11 | |
Brilliant! | 0:16:11 | 0:16:14 | |
-How do you know him? -I met him in New York. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:17 | |
Marge! Marge! This is scary. | 0:16:17 | 0:16:19 | |
You've gotta hear this. Meet my father, Herbert Richard Greenleaf I. | 0:16:19 | 0:16:24 | |
Pleasure to meet you. | 0:16:24 | 0:16:25 | |
-Dicky's made a fine catch. -Uncanny. | 0:16:25 | 0:16:28 | |
I know Emily thinks so. | 0:16:28 | 0:16:30 | |
-I don't get it. -It's uncanny. | 0:16:30 | 0:16:32 | |
Could you ever conceive of going to Italy, Tom, | 0:16:32 | 0:16:35 | |
and, um, bringing him back? | 0:16:35 | 0:16:37 | |
What? | 0:16:37 | 0:16:39 | |
I'd pay you if you would go to Italy, persuade my son to come home. | 0:16:39 | 0:16:44 | |
I'd pay you 1,000. | 0:16:44 | 0:16:46 | |
BELL TOLLS | 0:16:46 | 0:16:49 | |
'I'm never going back.' | 0:16:49 | 0:16:50 | |
But to actually hire somebody | 0:16:50 | 0:16:52 | |
to come all the way here to drag me back home, | 0:16:52 | 0:16:55 | |
he must be a little insane. | 0:16:55 | 0:16:57 | |
-Ciao, Fausto. -Ho! Dick. | 0:16:57 | 0:16:58 | |
-Come stai? -Come stai? | 0:16:58 | 0:17:01 | |
Ciao, Silvana. | 0:17:01 | 0:17:03 | |
-This is Tom. -Ciao, Tom. | 0:17:03 | 0:17:05 | |
-Ciao, Tom. -Ciao, Tom. | 0:17:05 | 0:17:06 | |
Ciao, Greenleaf. | 0:17:06 | 0:17:08 | |
-I'm never going back. -No. | 0:17:08 | 0:17:10 | |
I think, your mother, her illness, I think that's... | 0:17:10 | 0:17:12 | |
It's got nothing to do with my mother. | 0:17:12 | 0:17:15 | |
She's had leukaem... This is what makes me boil about him! | 0:17:16 | 0:17:19 | |
HE wants me back. He wants me back. It's nothing to do with my mother. | 0:17:19 | 0:17:24 | |
-Dickie, I don't know... -Go back to New York. | 0:17:24 | 0:17:27 | |
Or call him, if you find a working telephone, | 0:17:27 | 0:17:29 | |
and tell him wild horses wouldn't drag me back to him or his shipyard. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:33 | |
-Hi, Tom. -Hi. | 0:17:36 | 0:17:37 | |
Marge, Tom's saying goodbye. | 0:17:37 | 0:17:40 | |
Oh, well, I'll come down. | 0:17:40 | 0:17:42 | |
GULLS CRY | 0:17:42 | 0:17:44 | |
So, er, did you speak to my father? | 0:17:44 | 0:17:47 | |
Oh, you were right... about the telephones. | 0:17:47 | 0:17:49 | |
-I told you. -There are no lines. | 0:17:49 | 0:17:51 | |
-There's some problem. -That's Italy. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:54 | |
Tom. | 0:17:54 | 0:17:55 | |
You're off? What are your plans? | 0:17:55 | 0:17:58 | |
Go back, I suppose, as slow as I can. | 0:17:58 | 0:18:01 | |
Oh! | 0:18:01 | 0:18:02 | |
-Oh! -Oh, this bag! | 0:18:02 | 0:18:04 | |
-Oh! -Oh! | 0:18:04 | 0:18:06 | |
-Hey! You like jazz? -I love jazz. | 0:18:06 | 0:18:11 | |
Oh! This is the best. | 0:18:12 | 0:18:15 | |
Baker, Rollins. | 0:18:15 | 0:18:18 | |
Marge says she likes jazz but she thinks Glenn Miller's jazz. | 0:18:18 | 0:18:21 | |
-I never said that. -Perry Como. | 0:18:21 | 0:18:23 | |
Bird. That's jazz. | 0:18:23 | 0:18:25 | |
Bird? Ask me the name of my sailboat? | 0:18:26 | 0:18:28 | |
What's the name of your sailboat? | 0:18:28 | 0:18:30 | |
Look! Look! "Bird". | 0:18:30 | 0:18:32 | |
Which is ridiculous. Boats are female. | 0:18:33 | 0:18:35 | |
Everyone knows you can't call a boat after a man. | 0:18:35 | 0:18:38 | |
He's not a man, he's a god! | 0:18:38 | 0:18:40 | |
OK! We're going to Naples. There's a club. | 0:18:40 | 0:18:42 | |
-It's not a club, it's a cellar. -It's vile! | 0:18:42 | 0:18:44 | |
Yes, it's vile! You don't have to come. | 0:18:44 | 0:18:47 | |
It's great! It's great! You're going to love it. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:49 | |
UP-TEMPO JAZZ MUSIC | 0:18:49 | 0:18:53 | |
How are you? | 0:19:19 | 0:19:21 | |
APPLAUSE AND CHEERING | 0:19:21 | 0:19:23 | |
# Tu vuo fa l'Americano | 0:19:25 | 0:19:27 | |
# Mmericano, mmericano | 0:19:27 | 0:19:29 | |
# Siente a me, chi t'ho fa fa | 0:19:29 | 0:19:31 | |
# Tu vuoi vivere alla moda | 0:19:32 | 0:19:34 | |
# Ma si beve, whisky and soda | 0:19:34 | 0:19:36 | |
# Po te sente disturba | 0:19:36 | 0:19:38 | |
# Tu abbelle'o rock and roll | 0:19:38 | 0:19:40 | |
# Tu giochi al baseball | 0:19:40 | 0:19:43 | |
# Ma i soldi pe Camel | 0:19:43 | 0:19:45 | |
# Chi te li da? La borsetta di mamma | 0:19:45 | 0:19:47 | |
# Tu vuo fa l'Americano | 0:19:47 | 0:19:49 | |
# Mmericano, mmericano | 0:19:49 | 0:19:51 | |
# Ma si nato in Italy | 0:19:51 | 0:19:53 | |
# Siente a me non c'e sta nienta a fa | 0:19:53 | 0:19:56 | |
# OK, napolitan | 0:19:56 | 0:19:58 | |
# Tu vuo fa l'American Tu vuo fa l'American... # | 0:19:58 | 0:20:00 | |
That'd be cool. Yeah, bring him up. | 0:20:02 | 0:20:04 | |
Un'altro amico Americano per stasera, qui sul palco. | 0:20:04 | 0:20:09 | |
Tom Ripley! Tom! American! | 0:20:09 | 0:20:12 | |
Come on! Get on up here! | 0:20:12 | 0:20:15 | |
APPLAUSE | 0:20:15 | 0:20:17 | |
Yeah! | 0:20:17 | 0:20:18 | |
# Comme te po capi chi te vo bene... # | 0:20:18 | 0:20:20 | |
Fausto'll tell you when to join the chorus. | 0:20:20 | 0:20:23 | |
# ..Americano | 0:20:23 | 0:20:25 | |
# Quando se fa l'ammore sotto 'a luna | 0:20:26 | 0:20:29 | |
# Comme te vene 'capa e di I love you... # | 0:20:29 | 0:20:33 | |
OK, together! | 0:20:33 | 0:20:35 | |
# Tu vuo fa l'Americano | 0:20:35 | 0:20:37 | |
# Mmericano, mmericano | 0:20:37 | 0:20:39 | |
# Siente a me, chi t'ho fa fa? | 0:20:39 | 0:20:41 | |
# Tu vuoi vivere alla moda | 0:20:41 | 0:20:43 | |
# Ma si beve whisky and soda | 0:20:43 | 0:20:45 | |
# Po te sente disturba | 0:20:45 | 0:20:47 | |
# Tu abballe'o rock and roll | 0:20:47 | 0:20:49 | |
# Tu giochi al baseball | 0:20:49 | 0:20:51 | |
# Ma i soldi pe Camel | 0:20:51 | 0:20:53 | |
# Chi te li da? La borsetta di mamma | 0:20:53 | 0:20:55 | |
# Tu vuo fa l'Americano | 0:20:55 | 0:20:58 | |
# Mmericano, mmericano | 0:20:58 | 0:21:02 | |
# Ma si nato in Italy | 0:21:02 | 0:21:04 | |
# Siente a me non c'e sta nienta a fa | 0:21:04 | 0:21:06 | |
# OK, napolitan | 0:21:06 | 0:21:07 | |
# Tu vuo fa l'American Tu vuo fa l'American | 0:21:07 | 0:21:09 | |
# Tu vuo fa l'American. # | 0:21:09 | 0:21:11 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 0:21:11 | 0:21:12 | |
DICKIE TYPES AND READS | 0:21:12 | 0:21:14 | |
"I bumped into an old friend from Princeton called Tom Ripley. | 0:21:14 | 0:21:18 | |
"He says he's going to haunt me | 0:21:18 | 0:21:20 | |
"until I agree to go back to New York with him." | 0:21:20 | 0:21:26 | |
Afternoon. | 0:21:32 | 0:21:34 | |
What time is it? | 0:21:35 | 0:21:37 | |
"..go back to New York with him. | 0:21:37 | 0:21:39 | |
-"Your..." -Do you always type your letters? | 0:21:39 | 0:21:42 | |
That should be two t's. | 0:21:44 | 0:21:46 | |
I can't write and I can't spell. | 0:21:46 | 0:21:48 | |
It's the privilege of a first-class education. | 0:21:48 | 0:21:50 | |
Your room's upstairs at the back. I think Ermelinda made up the bed. | 0:21:50 | 0:21:54 | |
-Ermelinda? -Si? | 0:21:54 | 0:21:56 | |
-E tutto pronto. -Grazie. | 0:21:56 | 0:21:58 | |
-This is so good of you. -Don't say it again. | 0:21:58 | 0:22:01 | |
Now that you're a double agent and we're going to string my dad along, | 0:22:04 | 0:22:07 | |
what if we bought a car with your expense money? | 0:22:07 | 0:22:10 | |
-OK. -Great. | 0:22:10 | 0:22:12 | |
-Hello, Tom. -Hello. | 0:22:12 | 0:22:14 | |
Marge, Marge, what do you think? | 0:22:14 | 0:22:17 | |
A little Cinquecento with my dad's money? | 0:22:17 | 0:22:19 | |
Oh, please, Dickie. You can't even drive a car. | 0:22:19 | 0:22:21 | |
You can't even drive. | 0:22:21 | 0:22:23 | |
What we need urgently, Tom, is an icebox. | 0:22:23 | 0:22:25 | |
Agree and I'll be your friend for life. | 0:22:25 | 0:22:28 | |
I absolutely agree with Marge. | 0:22:29 | 0:22:31 | |
Hm! | 0:22:31 | 0:22:32 | |
Icebox! Icebox! | 0:22:32 | 0:22:34 | |
BELL TOLLS | 0:22:37 | 0:22:40 | |
So, what? Is he going to move in with you? | 0:22:46 | 0:22:49 | |
It'll just be for a little while. | 0:22:49 | 0:22:51 | |
-He can be...he makes me laugh. -OK, darling. | 0:22:51 | 0:22:54 | |
Promise you'd say... | 0:22:54 | 0:22:56 | |
No, I like him. | 0:22:56 | 0:22:58 | |
-Marge, you like everybody. -SHE LAUGHS | 0:22:58 | 0:23:00 | |
I don't like you. | 0:23:00 | 0:23:02 | |
Then I'll go to your place and you can move in with Tom. | 0:23:02 | 0:23:05 | |
-I like him. -Marge, you like everybody. | 0:23:14 | 0:23:19 | |
IMITATES MARGE: No, I like him. | 0:23:24 | 0:23:25 | |
-IMITATES DICKIE: -Marge, you like everybody. | 0:23:25 | 0:23:30 | |
Now you'll see why Miss Sherwood always shows up at breakfast. | 0:23:32 | 0:23:35 | |
It's not love. It's my coffee machine. | 0:23:35 | 0:23:37 | |
Since Ermelinda taught him to make his own espresso, | 0:23:37 | 0:23:40 | |
he feels like quite the grown-up. | 0:23:40 | 0:23:42 | |
-I bought the coffee machine. -Oh, darling. | 0:23:42 | 0:23:44 | |
-Is that for me? -This is for Tom. He didn't complain. | 0:23:44 | 0:23:47 | |
That ring is superb. | 0:23:47 | 0:23:49 | |
Oh, Tom, I love you. | 0:23:49 | 0:23:52 | |
-See! -Ooh! | 0:23:52 | 0:23:53 | |
I had to promise, capital "P", never to take it off, | 0:23:53 | 0:23:57 | |
otherwise I'd give it to you. | 0:23:57 | 0:23:59 | |
It's great. I found it in Naples. | 0:23:59 | 0:24:01 | |
I had to bargain for it for about two weeks! | 0:24:01 | 0:24:03 | |
I hope it wasn't cheap, Marge. | 0:24:03 | 0:24:05 | |
Oh, it was. | 0:24:05 | 0:24:07 | |
Hah! | 0:24:07 | 0:24:08 | |
I have to get Frances a birthday present. Perhaps you could help. | 0:24:08 | 0:24:11 | |
-Who's Frances? -My fiancee. | 0:24:11 | 0:24:13 | |
Ahem! Engaged? | 0:24:13 | 0:24:16 | |
You're a dark horse, Ripley. Who is she? | 0:24:16 | 0:24:18 | |
-Your parents met her. -Oh, God! | 0:24:18 | 0:24:20 | |
Oh! I can just imagine. | 0:24:20 | 0:24:23 | |
"If only Dickie would settle down. | 0:24:23 | 0:24:25 | |
"Doesn't every parent deserve a grandchild?" | 0:24:25 | 0:24:27 | |
Oh, God! | 0:24:27 | 0:24:29 | |
Never! Never! I swear on your ring, Marge. | 0:24:29 | 0:24:33 | |
I'm never going back. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:35 | |
-Say when to pull. -Pull now. | 0:24:35 | 0:24:36 | |
It's not pulling. | 0:24:36 | 0:24:38 | |
-I'm doing it wrong. Oh! -Hee-hee! | 0:24:38 | 0:24:41 | |
-Better now, huh? -OK, OK, OK. | 0:24:42 | 0:24:45 | |
We'll make a sailor of you yet. You're doing really well. | 0:24:45 | 0:24:48 | |
-SHE LAUGHS -All right, bar's open. -Yes, please. | 0:24:48 | 0:24:52 | |
-Hey, can we sail to Venice? -Sure. I love Venice. | 0:24:52 | 0:24:55 | |
See Venice and die. Isn't that right? Or is it Rome? | 0:24:57 | 0:25:00 | |
-Is it Rome? -I have to see Venice. | 0:25:00 | 0:25:03 | |
You do SOMETHING and die, don't you? OK, Venice is on the list. | 0:25:03 | 0:25:06 | |
And Rome. | 0:25:06 | 0:25:08 | |
Do you ski? | 0:25:09 | 0:25:10 | |
-HE LAUGHS -Ah! No, no. Don't tell me. | 0:25:13 | 0:25:16 | |
You're a lost cause. | 0:25:16 | 0:25:17 | |
That's the next thing to deal with. | 0:25:17 | 0:25:19 | |
Christmas we're planning a skiing trip to Cortina. | 0:25:19 | 0:25:22 | |
Excellent skiing! Excellent! | 0:25:22 | 0:25:24 | |
-Marge, Margie! -Yes? | 0:25:24 | 0:25:25 | |
Unbelievable! Tom can't ski either. We'll have to teach him that too. | 0:25:25 | 0:25:29 | |
Thank you. | 0:25:29 | 0:25:30 | |
-Grazie. -There you are. | 0:25:30 | 0:25:32 | |
Such low class, Marge. Does this guy know anything? | 0:25:33 | 0:25:36 | |
It's a good thing we're not getting married soon. | 0:25:36 | 0:25:39 | |
We'd have to invite Tom on our honeymoon. | 0:25:39 | 0:25:41 | |
MUSIC: "MY FUNNY VALENTINE" BY THE GUY BARKER INTERNATIONAL QUINTET | 0:25:41 | 0:25:44 | |
'Oh, I hated New York, that whole Park Avenue crowd. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:47 | |
'I fled to Paris to work on my book...' | 0:25:47 | 0:25:49 | |
and I was always going to this cafe in Montmartre, the Jean-Jacques. | 0:25:49 | 0:25:53 | |
And Dickie would play "My Funny Valentine". | 0:25:53 | 0:25:57 | |
# My funny valentine... # | 0:25:57 | 0:25:58 | |
It was only later I found out he only knows about six songs. | 0:25:58 | 0:26:02 | |
Anyway, I looked forward to seeing him, I suppose. | 0:26:02 | 0:26:05 | |
Silvana. Buona sera, Alessandra. | 0:26:05 | 0:26:07 | |
Per favoure, arance e pane e del prosciutto. | 0:26:07 | 0:26:13 | |
-E fichi? -Fichi. | 0:26:13 | 0:26:16 | |
-Come sempre? -Si, come sempre. Grazie. | 0:26:16 | 0:26:19 | |
ALL GROAN | 0:26:24 | 0:26:25 | |
# Your lips are laughable... # | 0:26:25 | 0:26:28 | |
ALL SHOUT | 0:26:28 | 0:26:30 | |
Eh! Eh! Signor Greenleaf! | 0:26:30 | 0:26:33 | |
If you're not at my place by 7.00, Tom and I are running off together. | 0:26:33 | 0:26:37 | |
-OK, fine. -MAN: -Oh, Dickie! | 0:26:37 | 0:26:39 | |
# My favourite work of art... # | 0:26:39 | 0:26:44 | |
-DICKIE SINGS: -# Beware, the tiger bites only colonials... # | 0:26:44 | 0:26:48 | |
Whoa! Hold on! | 0:26:48 | 0:26:51 | |
# Silvana, Silvana! # | 0:26:53 | 0:26:56 | |
# You make me smile... # | 0:26:56 | 0:26:58 | |
'I need to talk to you.' | 0:26:58 | 0:27:00 | |
DICKIE SINGS IN ITALIAN | 0:27:02 | 0:27:05 | |
-You're breaking my ribs! -What? | 0:27:07 | 0:27:10 | |
You're breaking my ribs! | 0:27:11 | 0:27:15 | |
# But don't change a hair for me | 0:27:16 | 0:27:22 | |
# Not if you care for me | 0:27:25 | 0:27:30 | |
# Stay little valentine | 0:27:32 | 0:27:36 | |
# Stay | 0:27:37 | 0:27:44 | |
# Each day is Valentine's Day. # | 0:27:46 | 0:27:54 | |
Oh! | 0:27:58 | 0:28:00 | |
I could fuck this icebox, I love it so much. | 0:28:00 | 0:28:03 | |
So, what did you actually do in New York? | 0:28:06 | 0:28:09 | |
HE OPENS BOTTLE Played piano in a few places. | 0:28:09 | 0:28:11 | |
-I told you. -Well, that's one job. | 0:28:11 | 0:28:14 | |
-You told me a lot of jobs. -A few places. That's a few jobs. | 0:28:14 | 0:28:17 | |
The mysterious Mr Ripley. | 0:28:17 | 0:28:19 | |
Marge and I spent hours speculating. | 0:28:19 | 0:28:22 | |
Anyway, I don't even want to think about New York. | 0:28:22 | 0:28:25 | |
Are you ready? | 0:28:25 | 0:28:28 | |
-Cold beer. Thank you, Dad. -OK. | 0:28:28 | 0:28:31 | |
Copy out from here. | 0:28:32 | 0:28:34 | |
-You bring this with you to Europe? -Are you going to write something? | 0:28:35 | 0:28:39 | |
I love the fact that you brought Shakespeare but no clothes. | 0:28:39 | 0:28:42 | |
Ermelinda says you wash out the same shirt every night. Is that true? | 0:28:42 | 0:28:45 | |
No, I have more than one shirt. | 0:28:45 | 0:28:47 | |
She can do that for you. | 0:28:47 | 0:28:49 | |
Anyway, just wear some of my stuff. Wear anything you want. | 0:28:49 | 0:28:53 | |
Most of it's ancient. | 0:28:53 | 0:28:55 | |
Now your signature. | 0:28:56 | 0:28:58 | |
Not "Dickie"! Your signature. | 0:29:01 | 0:29:04 | |
Without the glasses, you're not even ugly. | 0:29:14 | 0:29:17 | |
I don't need them because I never read. | 0:29:19 | 0:29:21 | |
How do I look? | 0:29:22 | 0:29:24 | |
Like Clark Kent. | 0:29:24 | 0:29:25 | |
Now it's Superman. | 0:29:27 | 0:29:29 | |
Superman! | 0:29:29 | 0:29:31 | |
Hmm! | 0:29:34 | 0:29:35 | |
I know. It's like a kid's. | 0:29:35 | 0:29:39 | |
See this, the S and the T? | 0:29:39 | 0:29:41 | |
-Mm-hm. -Fine, vulnerable. | 0:29:41 | 0:29:43 | |
That's pain. That's secret pain. | 0:29:43 | 0:29:45 | |
Well, it must be a very deep secret cos I don't know about it. | 0:29:45 | 0:29:49 | |
There's nothing more naked than your handwriting. | 0:29:49 | 0:29:51 | |
And see how nothing's quite touching the line? | 0:29:51 | 0:29:54 | |
That's vanity. | 0:29:54 | 0:29:56 | |
Well, we certainly know that's true. | 0:29:56 | 0:29:58 | |
MUSIC: "NATURE BOY" BY MILES DAVIS | 0:29:59 | 0:30:02 | |
Do you have any brothers? | 0:30:02 | 0:30:04 | |
No. | 0:30:04 | 0:30:07 | |
No brothers, no sisters. | 0:30:09 | 0:30:11 | |
Me neither. | 0:30:13 | 0:30:14 | |
Nor does Marge. | 0:30:16 | 0:30:18 | |
All "only children". | 0:30:19 | 0:30:21 | |
What does that mean? | 0:30:28 | 0:30:30 | |
It means we've never shared a bath. | 0:30:32 | 0:30:34 | |
I'm cold. Can I get in? | 0:30:38 | 0:30:40 | |
No. | 0:30:47 | 0:30:48 | |
I didn't mean with you in it. | 0:30:51 | 0:30:53 | |
OK. | 0:30:58 | 0:30:59 | |
WATER SPLASHES | 0:30:59 | 0:31:01 | |
Get in. | 0:31:01 | 0:31:03 | |
I'm like a prune anyway. | 0:31:03 | 0:31:05 | |
It is me! It's an old picture! | 0:31:25 | 0:31:28 | |
Every time - "Is it you? It doesn't look like you." | 0:31:28 | 0:31:33 | |
Letters - Greenleaf and for Ripley. | 0:31:33 | 0:31:36 | |
Ooh, Fran. "I miss you. When are you coming home? | 0:31:36 | 0:31:39 | |
"Stop telling me what an incredible time you're having. | 0:31:39 | 0:31:42 | |
-"How much you love Dickie." -Whoo! | 0:31:42 | 0:31:44 | |
"And Marge and Mongibello." | 0:31:44 | 0:31:47 | |
And this one, I think, is from your father. | 0:31:47 | 0:31:49 | |
-DICKIE: -Do-do-do-de-doop-doop. Tsch, tsch, tsch. | 0:31:49 | 0:31:52 | |
-Let me see it. What does he say? -He's getting impatient. | 0:31:53 | 0:31:56 | |
He wants me to reassure him | 0:31:57 | 0:31:59 | |
that you're going to be home by Thanksgiving. | 0:31:59 | 0:32:01 | |
You've got to get a new jacket. | 0:32:01 | 0:32:03 | |
Really. You must be sick of wearing the same clothes. | 0:32:03 | 0:32:06 | |
I can't. I can't keep spending your father's money. | 0:32:06 | 0:32:09 | |
I love how responsible you are. | 0:32:09 | 0:32:11 | |
My dad should make you chief accountant or something. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:14 | |
Or when I take over - which is never - I will. | 0:32:15 | 0:32:18 | |
OK, when you take over - which is never - I'll accept. | 0:32:18 | 0:32:21 | |
Let me buy you a jacket. | 0:32:21 | 0:32:23 | |
When we get to Rome, there's a great place - Battistone. | 0:32:23 | 0:32:25 | |
HE SMACKS LIPS (Battistone.) | 0:32:25 | 0:32:27 | |
# Roma, andiamo, andiamo, andiamo | 0:32:27 | 0:32:30 | |
-# Roma - we're taking Tom to Roma! -TOM LAUGHS | 0:32:30 | 0:32:34 | |
# We're going to a-Roma. # | 0:32:34 | 0:32:36 | |
Hey, bellezza! MEN APPLAUD | 0:32:37 | 0:32:40 | |
-Buon giorno. -Buon giorno. | 0:32:44 | 0:32:46 | |
Nice sweater. | 0:32:46 | 0:32:48 | |
Where do we get a carrozza from? Can we just hire... | 0:32:48 | 0:32:51 | |
-Relax. -What? | 0:32:51 | 0:32:52 | |
-Relax! -(I know.) | 0:32:52 | 0:32:54 | |
There's just so much to do in a single day. | 0:32:54 | 0:32:57 | |
The most important question is where to eat. | 0:32:57 | 0:32:59 | |
-I hope Freddie made a reservation. -Freddie? | 0:32:59 | 0:33:02 | |
Freddie. | 0:33:02 | 0:33:04 | |
Freddie Miles. | 0:33:04 | 0:33:06 | |
Freddie's organising the Cortina skiing trip. | 0:33:06 | 0:33:08 | |
Oh. | 0:33:08 | 0:33:10 | |
Oh! Here he is! | 0:33:10 | 0:33:11 | |
Frederico! | 0:33:16 | 0:33:18 | |
-Come stai? -Bene! | 0:33:18 | 0:33:20 | |
Ciao, bello! | 0:33:20 | 0:33:22 | |
Come stai? | 0:33:22 | 0:33:24 | |
Oh, God! Don't you want to fuck every woman you see just once?! | 0:33:24 | 0:33:27 | |
Only once? | 0:33:27 | 0:33:29 | |
Absolutely, once. Ciao. | 0:33:29 | 0:33:30 | |
-Tom Ripley - Freddie Miles. -Tom! | 0:33:30 | 0:33:32 | |
I mean, hey, if I'm late, think what her husband's saying. | 0:33:32 | 0:33:36 | |
DICKIE AND FREDDIE LAUGH | 0:33:36 | 0:33:37 | |
-You look gorgeous. -As always. | 0:33:37 | 0:33:40 | |
-Mmm! -So, mangiare? | 0:33:41 | 0:33:42 | |
Si, I got us a table outside Fabrizio's. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:45 | |
-Tommy? -Outstanding. | 0:33:45 | 0:33:46 | |
-I'm so cabin-crazy with Mongi. -I know, I was there. | 0:33:46 | 0:33:50 | |
Tom, we're going to a club to meet some friends of Freddie's. | 0:34:05 | 0:34:08 | |
The best thing is, if you want to be a tourist, | 0:34:08 | 0:34:11 | |
grab a cab and...I'll meet you at the railway station. | 0:34:11 | 0:34:14 | |
What club? | 0:34:14 | 0:34:15 | |
Freddie's arranged it with some of the skiing crowd. | 0:34:17 | 0:34:20 | |
Come if you want but I thought you wanted to go sightseeing. | 0:34:22 | 0:34:25 | |
I do and then...maybe get the jacket and what have you. | 0:34:25 | 0:34:28 | |
Dick! You've got to hear this. | 0:34:28 | 0:34:30 | |
Listen, just take one of mine when we get back. | 0:34:31 | 0:34:33 | |
Don't worry about it. | 0:34:33 | 0:34:35 | |
Come on. | 0:34:37 | 0:34:38 | |
Ciao. Have fun, OK? | 0:34:49 | 0:34:51 | |
Oh! | 0:34:53 | 0:34:55 | |
KNOCK AT DOOR | 0:34:59 | 0:35:00 | |
You said make sure you didn't miss the train. | 0:35:04 | 0:35:06 | |
It leaves at 8.00. FREDDIE CHUCKLES | 0:35:06 | 0:35:09 | |
Have a good time. | 0:35:09 | 0:35:11 | |
See you, Tom. | 0:35:11 | 0:35:13 | |
WOLF WHISTLES | 0:35:19 | 0:35:20 | |
GUARD BLOWS WHISTLE | 0:35:51 | 0:35:53 | |
# If I meant anything to her | 0:35:54 | 0:35:59 | |
# I'd be brave | 0:36:00 | 0:36:02 | |
# And here's the song I'd bring to her | 0:36:02 | 0:36:04 | |
# I'd sing to her | 0:36:04 | 0:36:07 | |
# May I be the only one | 0:36:09 | 0:36:12 | |
# To say I | 0:36:12 | 0:36:14 | |
# Really fell in love the day I | 0:36:14 | 0:36:18 | |
# First set eyes on you | 0:36:19 | 0:36:21 | |
-# May I... # -What are you doing? | 0:36:24 | 0:36:27 | |
Oh! I was just amusing myself. | 0:36:27 | 0:36:30 | |
Sorry. | 0:36:31 | 0:36:33 | |
I wish you'd get out of my clothes. | 0:36:33 | 0:36:35 | |
Do you have my shoes on too? | 0:36:35 | 0:36:37 | |
You said I could pick out a jacket, so... | 0:36:37 | 0:36:40 | |
Would you get undressed in your own room? | 0:36:42 | 0:36:45 | |
I thought you missed the train. | 0:36:48 | 0:36:49 | |
Freddie drove me back in his car. | 0:36:49 | 0:36:52 | |
-Is Freddie here? -He's downstairs. | 0:36:52 | 0:36:54 | |
I was just fooling around. | 0:36:55 | 0:36:58 | |
Don't say anything. | 0:36:58 | 0:36:59 | |
I was just fooling around. | 0:37:00 | 0:37:02 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:37:03 | 0:37:05 | |
-FREDDIE: -Lord! A corduroy jacket in Italy! | 0:37:07 | 0:37:10 | |
-MARGE: -Morning, Tom. -Morning. | 0:37:10 | 0:37:12 | |
-FREDDIE LAUGHS -Well, come and join us. | 0:37:12 | 0:37:14 | |
Hey, now I want this job of yours, Tommy. | 0:37:16 | 0:37:20 | |
I was just saying, you live in Italy, | 0:37:20 | 0:37:23 | |
you stay at Dickie's house, you eat Dickie's food, | 0:37:23 | 0:37:26 | |
wear his clothes - and his father picks up the tab! | 0:37:26 | 0:37:31 | |
FREDDIE LAUGHS | 0:37:31 | 0:37:32 | |
If you get bored, you let me know, cos I'll do it. | 0:37:32 | 0:37:37 | |
-HE LAUGHS -I'll do it. | 0:37:37 | 0:37:40 | |
You really should go in. It's marvellous. | 0:37:44 | 0:37:48 | |
I'm fine. | 0:37:48 | 0:37:50 | |
DICKIE YELPS PLAYFULLY | 0:37:50 | 0:37:52 | |
Are you OK? | 0:37:59 | 0:38:01 | |
Sure. | 0:38:02 | 0:38:04 | |
SHE PANTS | 0:38:05 | 0:38:07 | |
The thing with Dickie... | 0:38:08 | 0:38:11 | |
it's like the sun shines on you and it's glorious. | 0:38:11 | 0:38:16 | |
And then he forgets you and it's very, very cold. | 0:38:17 | 0:38:21 | |
So I'm learning. | 0:38:21 | 0:38:23 | |
When you have his attention, | 0:38:23 | 0:38:25 | |
you feel like you're the only person in the world. | 0:38:25 | 0:38:28 | |
That's why everybody loves him. | 0:38:28 | 0:38:29 | |
It's always the same whenever someone new comes into his life. | 0:38:29 | 0:38:33 | |
Freddie, Fausto, Peter Smith-Kingsley... | 0:38:33 | 0:38:35 | |
He's wonderful - have you met him? | 0:38:35 | 0:38:37 | |
Especially you. | 0:38:40 | 0:38:41 | |
And that's just the boys. | 0:38:46 | 0:38:48 | |
DICKIE AND FREDDIE YELP PLAYFULLY | 0:38:54 | 0:38:56 | |
-FREDDIE: -Come and get him! Come and get him! | 0:38:56 | 0:38:59 | |
Tell me, why is it that when men play, | 0:38:59 | 0:39:01 | |
they always play at killing each other? | 0:39:01 | 0:39:03 | |
-DICKIE: -He's drowning me! He's drowning me! | 0:39:03 | 0:39:06 | |
I'm sorry about Cortina, by the way. | 0:39:08 | 0:39:11 | |
What about Cortina? | 0:39:11 | 0:39:13 | |
Didn't...didn't Dick say? | 0:39:14 | 0:39:17 | |
SHE SIGHS He spoke to Freddie | 0:39:19 | 0:39:21 | |
and apparently it's not going to work out. | 0:39:21 | 0:39:23 | |
Well, it's because everyone else can ski | 0:39:25 | 0:39:28 | |
and it affects where you stay... | 0:39:28 | 0:39:30 | |
-DICKIE: -Come on, Freddie. | 0:39:37 | 0:39:39 | |
At least stick around for the Festival of the Madonna. | 0:39:39 | 0:39:42 | |
The whole town comes out... | 0:39:42 | 0:39:44 | |
I...I don't think so. | 0:39:44 | 0:39:45 | |
I have my own Madonna back in Rome. Why don't you come back with me? | 0:39:45 | 0:39:50 | |
-A lot of ladies. Oooh! -HE LAUGHS | 0:39:50 | 0:39:52 | |
-Oh, God! -Do you want to take over? | 0:39:57 | 0:39:59 | |
Mmm. Mmm, yeah, sure. | 0:39:59 | 0:40:01 | |
Just point her at Capri. Avoid the rocks. | 0:40:01 | 0:40:04 | |
Where are you going? | 0:40:04 | 0:40:06 | |
-Marge-maintenance. -Aye, aye. | 0:40:06 | 0:40:10 | |
DICKIE LAUGHS | 0:40:24 | 0:40:27 | |
MUFFLED TALKING | 0:40:29 | 0:40:32 | |
HE WHEEZES | 0:40:40 | 0:40:43 | |
-MARGE: -Oh, Dickie! -DICKIE: -Mmm! | 0:40:45 | 0:40:48 | |
Tommy? How's the peeping? | 0:40:49 | 0:40:53 | |
Tommy? How's the peeping? | 0:40:55 | 0:40:58 | |
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy. | 0:41:00 | 0:41:02 | |
RELIGIOUS CHANTING | 0:41:16 | 0:41:19 | |
APPLAUSE | 0:41:27 | 0:41:29 | |
MEN SING | 0:41:38 | 0:41:40 | |
CONGREGATION SINGS | 0:41:44 | 0:41:46 | |
Arggh! | 0:42:15 | 0:42:17 | |
Silvana! | 0:42:17 | 0:42:19 | |
COMMOTION | 0:42:20 | 0:42:22 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:42:24 | 0:42:26 | |
Is someone getting an ambulance? | 0:42:48 | 0:42:52 | |
-HE SHOUTS: -Is someone getting an ambulance? | 0:42:56 | 0:42:58 | |
THEY SOB WILDLY | 0:42:58 | 0:43:00 | |
RELIGIOUS CHANTING | 0:43:06 | 0:43:09 | |
SOBBING | 0:43:14 | 0:43:17 | |
COMMOTION | 0:43:17 | 0:43:19 | |
SIRENS WAIL What's the fight about? | 0:43:27 | 0:43:29 | |
-That's her fiance, isn't it? -I don't know. | 0:43:29 | 0:43:32 | |
Why are you asking me? | 0:43:32 | 0:43:33 | |
Well...are they blaming him? | 0:43:33 | 0:43:35 | |
How can it take an hour to find an ambulance? | 0:43:35 | 0:43:39 | |
She was already dead, darling, wasn't she, so I suppose... | 0:43:39 | 0:43:41 | |
I don't know why people say this country's civilised. | 0:43:41 | 0:43:44 | |
-Dickie! -It isn't. It's fucking primitive! | 0:43:45 | 0:43:48 | |
I'll go see what's the matter. | 0:43:50 | 0:43:52 | |
I'll go. | 0:43:53 | 0:43:54 | |
SAXOPHONE PLAYS | 0:43:59 | 0:44:03 | |
TOM: I know why you're upset. | 0:44:11 | 0:44:12 | |
I know about Silvana, Dickie. | 0:44:15 | 0:44:17 | |
I know about you and Silvana. | 0:44:20 | 0:44:22 | |
What about us? | 0:44:23 | 0:44:24 | |
YOU DON'T HAVE TO CLEAN UP! REALLY! | 0:44:27 | 0:44:31 | |
-Like what? -Forget it. | 0:44:38 | 0:44:41 | |
She was pregnant. Did you know that? | 0:44:43 | 0:44:45 | |
Silvana was pregnant. | 0:44:50 | 0:44:51 | |
Do you know what that means in a place like this? | 0:44:54 | 0:44:57 | |
I'm prepared to take the blame. | 0:44:57 | 0:44:58 | |
What are you talking about? | 0:44:59 | 0:45:01 | |
You've been so good to me. You're the brother I never had. | 0:45:01 | 0:45:05 | |
I'm the brother you never had. | 0:45:05 | 0:45:07 | |
I would do anything for you, Dickie. | 0:45:08 | 0:45:10 | |
She came to me for help. | 0:45:12 | 0:45:15 | |
She needed money. | 0:45:15 | 0:45:16 | |
I didn't help her. I didn't help her. | 0:45:20 | 0:45:23 | |
Now she's drowned herself and it's my fault. | 0:45:24 | 0:45:27 | |
I'm not going to say anything to Marge, to the police or anybody. | 0:45:35 | 0:45:40 | |
It's a secret between us, Dickie. | 0:45:41 | 0:45:43 | |
And I'll keep it. | 0:45:45 | 0:45:46 | |
TOM READS FROM LETTER: "Dear Tom, | 0:45:48 | 0:45:50 | |
"In the view of the fact Dickie shows no more signs of coming home | 0:45:50 | 0:45:53 | |
"than before you went, blah blah blah..." | 0:45:53 | 0:45:57 | |
"..I hope that the trip has afforded you some pleasures | 0:45:58 | 0:46:01 | |
"despite the failure of its main objective. | 0:46:01 | 0:46:03 | |
"You no longer should consider yourself obligated to us in any way." | 0:46:03 | 0:46:07 | |
I can't blame him. | 0:46:08 | 0:46:09 | |
You could hardly expect this to go on forever. | 0:46:09 | 0:46:12 | |
Well, you can write again. | 0:46:12 | 0:46:13 | |
-Especially now we're brothers. -I can't. | 0:46:14 | 0:46:17 | |
How can I, in all decency? | 0:46:17 | 0:46:19 | |
You said it yourself - it's my dad's money you're spending. | 0:46:19 | 0:46:22 | |
We've had a great run, though, haven't we? | 0:46:22 | 0:46:24 | |
Well, we'll still go to Venice. We could stick to that plan. | 0:46:26 | 0:46:29 | |
I don't think so, Tom. | 0:46:30 | 0:46:31 | |
You can't pay your own way, can you? | 0:46:31 | 0:46:34 | |
It's time we all moved on. | 0:46:34 | 0:46:37 | |
I'm sick of Mongi. Especially now, with everything. | 0:46:38 | 0:46:43 | |
I really want to move to the north. | 0:46:43 | 0:46:45 | |
I need to check out San Remo next week - | 0:46:45 | 0:46:47 | |
find somewhere new to keep the boat. | 0:46:47 | 0:46:50 | |
It would be great, though, if you came with me to San Remo - | 0:46:50 | 0:46:53 | |
there's a great jazz festival. | 0:46:53 | 0:46:55 | |
We could say goodbye in style. What do you think? | 0:46:55 | 0:46:58 | |
Our last trip! | 0:46:58 | 0:47:00 | |
Sure. | 0:47:06 | 0:47:08 | |
Prossima stazione San Remo. | 0:47:42 | 0:47:45 | |
Why do you do that thing with your neck? | 0:48:01 | 0:48:03 | |
Hmm. What thing? | 0:48:03 | 0:48:04 | |
On trains. You always do that thing. | 0:48:06 | 0:48:09 | |
Ssssspooky! | 0:48:13 | 0:48:15 | |
Spoo...k-k-ky, k-k-ky, k-k-ky... | 0:48:17 | 0:48:21 | |
-FAST CYMBAL RHYTHM -..Spooky. | 0:48:22 | 0:48:26 | |
LIVELY JAZZ PLAYS | 0:48:30 | 0:48:33 | |
Oh! | 0:48:46 | 0:48:47 | |
Didn't I tell you San Remo was crazy?! | 0:48:48 | 0:48:50 | |
This is more like it! Come on! | 0:48:52 | 0:48:54 | |
To Mongibello, and the happiest days of my life. | 0:49:06 | 0:49:09 | |
To Mongi. You're cheerful tonight. | 0:49:09 | 0:49:12 | |
I'm suddenly quite happy to be going back. | 0:49:12 | 0:49:15 | |
Did I know you at Princeton, Tom? | 0:49:15 | 0:49:17 | |
I don't think I did, did I? | 0:49:17 | 0:49:19 | |
Why are you asking all of a sudden? | 0:49:20 | 0:49:22 | |
No reason. Because you're leaving, I guess. | 0:49:22 | 0:49:25 | |
I don't think you were there. | 0:49:25 | 0:49:27 | |
Why? | 0:49:27 | 0:49:29 | |
I mean it as a compliment. You've got such great taste. | 0:49:29 | 0:49:33 | |
Most of the thugs at Princeton had tasted everything and had no taste. | 0:49:33 | 0:49:37 | |
I used to say, "the cream of America - rich and thick". | 0:49:37 | 0:49:41 | |
Freddie's the perfect example. | 0:49:41 | 0:49:44 | |
Then I'll take it as a compliment. | 0:49:44 | 0:49:46 | |
I knew it! I knew it. Marge and I had a bet. | 0:49:46 | 0:49:50 | |
Do you even like jazz? | 0:49:59 | 0:50:01 | |
Or was that for my benefit? | 0:50:01 | 0:50:02 | |
-I've gotten to like it. -Oh, yes! | 0:50:03 | 0:50:06 | |
I've gotten to like everything about the way you live. | 0:50:07 | 0:50:10 | |
It's one big love affair! | 0:50:10 | 0:50:12 | |
If you knew my life back home in New York... | 0:50:14 | 0:50:16 | |
I'm thinking of giving up the sax. | 0:50:16 | 0:50:19 | |
What do you think about the drums? | 0:50:19 | 0:50:21 | |
What? | 0:50:21 | 0:50:22 | |
So cool. | 0:50:22 | 0:50:24 | |
I'm going to rent a boat tomorrow, take a look around. | 0:50:24 | 0:50:27 | |
This is how I found my place in Mongi. | 0:50:27 | 0:50:30 | |
Took a boat up... | 0:50:30 | 0:50:32 | |
..around the bay. | 0:50:33 | 0:50:35 | |
First thing I liked... | 0:50:35 | 0:50:37 | |
I got it. | 0:50:37 | 0:50:39 | |
Whoa! | 0:50:41 | 0:50:42 | |
Come on, Dickie. Don't go crazy. | 0:50:42 | 0:50:45 | |
-Ha, ha, ha. -Dickie, cut it...slow down. | 0:50:45 | 0:50:47 | |
-Hold on! -No...it's...wait a minute! | 0:50:47 | 0:50:48 | |
-Whoohoo! -Oh, God, no, stop! | 0:50:48 | 0:50:50 | |
DICKIE LAUGHS It's not funny. Stop it! | 0:50:50 | 0:50:53 | |
-DICKIE YELLS: -Beautiful! Oh, I love it here! I love it here! | 0:50:53 | 0:51:00 | |
I'm going to move here! | 0:51:00 | 0:51:01 | |
Beautiful. | 0:51:01 | 0:51:03 | |
DICKIE MIMICS A JAZZ DRUMBEAT | 0:51:05 | 0:51:07 | |
-I want to tell you my plan. -God... | 0:51:07 | 0:51:11 | |
-Ow. -So tell me. | 0:51:11 | 0:51:12 | |
Well, I thought I'd come back in the new year under my own steam. | 0:51:12 | 0:51:16 | |
-Really? To Italy? -Of course. | 0:51:16 | 0:51:19 | |
And I figured, now, just for argument's sake, | 0:51:19 | 0:51:23 | |
say I got a place or say we split the rent of a house | 0:51:23 | 0:51:27 | |
and I'd get a job, or better still, if I got a place in Rome, | 0:51:27 | 0:51:31 | |
then when we're there we'd be there and when we're here we'd be here. | 0:51:31 | 0:51:34 | |
Ah, I don't think so. | 0:51:34 | 0:51:36 | |
See, particularly with the Marge problem. | 0:51:36 | 0:51:38 | |
You just blame me. | 0:51:39 | 0:51:41 | |
Marge and I are getting married. | 0:51:42 | 0:51:44 | |
How? HOW? | 0:51:45 | 0:51:48 | |
Yesterday you were ogling girls on the terrace. | 0:51:48 | 0:51:50 | |
Today you're getting married - that's absurd! | 0:51:50 | 0:51:52 | |
I love Marge. | 0:51:54 | 0:51:55 | |
-You love me, you're not marrying me. -Tom, I don't love you. | 0:51:55 | 0:51:59 | |
I don't mean that as a threat. | 0:51:59 | 0:52:01 | |
To be honest I'm... I'm a little relieved you're going. | 0:52:01 | 0:52:03 | |
I think we've seen enough of each other for a while. | 0:52:03 | 0:52:06 | |
What? | 0:52:10 | 0:52:11 | |
You can be a leech. | 0:52:11 | 0:52:13 | |
You know that. | 0:52:13 | 0:52:15 | |
And... | 0:52:18 | 0:52:19 | |
it's boring. | 0:52:19 | 0:52:21 | |
You can be quite boring. | 0:52:23 | 0:52:25 | |
The funny thing is I'm not pretending to be somebody else and you are. | 0:52:37 | 0:52:42 | |
Boring. | 0:52:42 | 0:52:43 | |
I've been absolutely honest with you...about my feelings. | 0:52:43 | 0:52:46 | |
Boring. | 0:52:46 | 0:52:48 | |
But you, first of all, I know there's something. | 0:52:48 | 0:52:51 | |
That evening we played chess, it was obvious. | 0:52:51 | 0:52:55 | |
-What evening? -Oh, sure, no. | 0:52:55 | 0:52:56 | |
It's too dangerous for you to take on. | 0:52:56 | 0:52:58 | |
Oh, no, no, we're brothers...hey? | 0:52:58 | 0:53:01 | |
Then you do this sordid thing with Marge - | 0:53:02 | 0:53:04 | |
fucking on the boat while we all have to listen. | 0:53:04 | 0:53:07 | |
Which was excruciating. | 0:53:07 | 0:53:08 | |
And you follow your cock around like a...and now you're getting married. | 0:53:08 | 0:53:11 | |
No, I'm bewildered. Forgive me. | 0:53:11 | 0:53:13 | |
You're lying to Marge and then you're getting married to her. | 0:53:13 | 0:53:16 | |
You're knocking up Silvana. You're ruining everybod... | 0:53:16 | 0:53:19 | |
You want to play the sax, you want to play the drums. | 0:53:19 | 0:53:21 | |
Which is it, Dickie? What do you actually play? | 0:53:21 | 0:53:24 | |
Who are you, huh? Some third-class mooch? Who are you? | 0:53:24 | 0:53:28 | |
Who are you to say anything to me? | 0:53:28 | 0:53:30 | |
Who are you to tell me anything?! | 0:53:30 | 0:53:33 | |
Actually I REALLY don't want to be on this boat with you. | 0:53:33 | 0:53:36 | |
-I can't move without you moving. -Shut up. | 0:53:36 | 0:53:38 | |
-Shut up. -Gives me the creeps. | 0:53:38 | 0:53:40 | |
-YOU give me the creeps. -You shut up! | 0:53:40 | 0:53:42 | |
Can't move without "Dickie, Dickie, Dickie," like a little girl. | 0:53:42 | 0:53:45 | |
-Shut up! -Arggh! | 0:53:45 | 0:53:47 | |
Oh, God, Dickie. | 0:53:49 | 0:53:50 | |
-For God's sake. -Oh, oh, God! | 0:53:51 | 0:53:54 | |
-Oh... -OK. OK. | 0:53:54 | 0:53:57 | |
We have to get you... OK. | 0:53:58 | 0:54:00 | |
ARGHHH!! | 0:54:00 | 0:54:01 | |
-I'm going to kill you...kill you! -Oh... Dickie! | 0:54:01 | 0:54:05 | |
-You're dead! Arggh! You're dead! -TOM SQUEALS | 0:54:05 | 0:54:10 | |
BOTH YELL AND GRUNT | 0:54:10 | 0:54:12 | |
-Stop! Stop! Please. Please. -Arggh! | 0:54:17 | 0:54:20 | |
Stop it...stop! | 0:54:20 | 0:54:24 | |
-Dickie, let... -Kill you... | 0:54:25 | 0:54:27 | |
Stop it! | 0:54:27 | 0:54:29 | |
Dickie, let go. Stop. | 0:54:29 | 0:54:32 | |
STOP! ARGGH! | 0:54:33 | 0:54:34 | |
-Oh! -Stop! | 0:54:34 | 0:54:37 | |
Stop! Stop! Stop! TOM PANTS | 0:54:37 | 0:54:40 | |
HORN BEEPS | 0:56:26 | 0:56:28 | |
Attenzione! | 0:56:28 | 0:56:29 | |
-Can I have my key, please? -Of course. | 0:56:38 | 0:56:41 | |
You must be very cold. | 0:56:42 | 0:56:43 | |
Er... Signor Greenleaf, yes? | 0:56:43 | 0:56:46 | |
No, I'm... | 0:56:46 | 0:56:47 | |
Hello, Marge. | 0:57:54 | 0:57:56 | |
-SHE SCREAMS -Ah! Tom! | 0:57:56 | 0:58:00 | |
-SHE LAUGHS -You startled me. | 0:58:00 | 0:58:02 | |
-Sorry. -You're back! | 0:58:02 | 0:58:04 | |
How are you? Your book going well? | 0:58:04 | 0:58:06 | |
Yes. I'm on a good streak, thank you. | 0:58:06 | 0:58:10 | |
I was just looking at you, so quiet. SHE LAUGHS | 0:58:10 | 0:58:14 | |
Where's Dickie? | 0:58:15 | 0:58:17 | |
I think he's planning on staying in Rome for a few days. | 0:58:20 | 0:58:24 | |
Rome? Oh. Did he say why? | 0:58:24 | 0:58:27 | |
I don't understand Dickie. Your guess is as good as mine. | 0:58:27 | 0:58:30 | |
Well, what does that mean? | 0:58:30 | 0:58:31 | |
Well, one day I'm invited skiing, next day I'm not. | 0:58:31 | 0:58:36 | |
One day we're one family, then the next day he wants to be alone. | 0:58:38 | 0:58:42 | |
You tell me. | 0:58:42 | 0:58:44 | |
Is that what he said? He wants to be alone? | 0:58:44 | 0:58:46 | |
He was thinking of you. He asked me to deliver this. | 0:58:46 | 0:58:51 | |
-Thank you. -SHE LAUGHS | 0:58:51 | 0:58:54 | |
He knows I love this. | 0:58:54 | 0:58:56 | |
Don't know why it couldn't have waited. I... | 0:58:57 | 0:59:00 | |
Errand number one. Deliver Marge's perfume. | 0:59:00 | 0:59:03 | |
Errand number two. Pack some clothes and his precious saxophone. | 0:59:03 | 0:59:09 | |
Well, how long is he staying for? | 0:59:11 | 0:59:12 | |
Search me. | 0:59:12 | 0:59:14 | |
I guess we're abandoned. | 0:59:14 | 0:59:16 | |
SEAGULLS SQUAWK | 0:59:24 | 0:59:27 | |
Oh, damn. | 0:59:42 | 0:59:43 | |
Are you OK? | 0:59:45 | 0:59:46 | |
There was a letter from Dickie in with my perfume. | 0:59:57 | 0:59:59 | |
You realise it's more than just a few days. | 1:00:02 | 1:00:05 | |
-He's thinking of moving to Rome. -SHE SNIFFS | 1:00:05 | 1:00:09 | |
The thing is... | 1:00:10 | 1:00:12 | |
..the night before he left we talked about moving together. | 1:00:12 | 1:00:16 | |
Somewhere north, and...and I suppose I... | 1:00:18 | 1:00:20 | |
..put some pressure on him about getting married. | 1:00:21 | 1:00:25 | |
I just... | 1:00:28 | 1:00:29 | |
I just might have scared him off. | 1:00:31 | 1:00:34 | |
There's a side to him... when our heads are on the pillow... | 1:00:38 | 1:00:44 | |
I know no-one else sees, that's so tender. | 1:00:45 | 1:00:49 | |
I just think I should come with you to Rome and confront him. | 1:00:50 | 1:00:54 | |
He hates being confronted. | 1:00:59 | 1:01:01 | |
I think you're right. | 1:01:04 | 1:01:05 | |
Grazie. Checking in. | 1:01:14 | 1:01:16 | |
Checking in. | 1:01:25 | 1:01:27 | |
Signor Ripley? | 1:01:27 | 1:01:29 | |
That's me. | 1:01:29 | 1:01:30 | |
Signor Greenleaf. | 1:01:33 | 1:01:35 | |
Of course. Welcome back. | 1:01:36 | 1:01:38 | |
Thank you. | 1:01:38 | 1:01:40 | |
-OPERATOR: -'Pronto?' | 1:01:58 | 1:01:59 | |
Yes, I'd like to telephone the Hotel Goldoni. | 1:01:59 | 1:02:01 | |
'Goldoni? Si, Signor Greenleaf.' | 1:02:01 | 1:02:03 | |
I want to speak to Thomas Ripley. | 1:02:03 | 1:02:06 | |
-'Ripley?' -Yes. | 1:02:06 | 1:02:07 | |
-'Subito.' -Grazie. | 1:02:07 | 1:02:09 | |
PHONE RINGS | 1:02:18 | 1:02:21 | |
Pronto? | 1:02:21 | 1:02:23 | |
'Signor Greenleaf, Signor Ripley is not there.' | 1:02:23 | 1:02:24 | |
-He's not there? -'No, signore.' | 1:02:24 | 1:02:26 | |
Well, I would like to leave a message. | 1:02:26 | 1:02:29 | |
He's not there? I'll leave a message. | 1:02:29 | 1:02:32 | |
Got your call. Dinner tonight sounds fine. | 1:02:32 | 1:02:36 | |
-' "..sounds fine." ' -Ripley. | 1:02:36 | 1:02:37 | |
-' "Ripley?" ' -Ripley. | 1:02:37 | 1:02:39 | |
Dickie Greenleaf. | 1:02:41 | 1:02:42 | |
-'Dickie Greenleaf.' -Yes, Greenleaf. | 1:02:42 | 1:02:46 | |
-'Greenleaf.' -At the Grand. | 1:02:46 | 1:02:48 | |
And I'd like to have this wallet embossed. | 1:02:50 | 1:02:53 | |
I don't know the word in Italian. | 1:02:53 | 1:02:55 | |
Embossed. Of course, Signor Greenleaf. | 1:02:55 | 1:02:56 | |
Thank you. | 1:02:56 | 1:02:58 | |
Dickie! | 1:03:02 | 1:03:03 | |
It's me... | 1:03:05 | 1:03:06 | |
-Oh, my gosh! -Meredith. | 1:03:09 | 1:03:10 | |
-Ciao. -Come in. Come in. | 1:03:10 | 1:03:12 | |
But you're going skiing with those Yankees, aren't you? | 1:03:12 | 1:03:15 | |
-What? -At Christmas? | 1:03:15 | 1:03:16 | |
To Cortina with Freddie Miles. | 1:03:16 | 1:03:19 | |
How did you know that? | 1:03:19 | 1:03:21 | |
Oh, everybody knows Freddie Miles. | 1:03:21 | 1:03:25 | |
Is Freddie in Rome? | 1:03:28 | 1:03:29 | |
-Now? -Yeah. | 1:03:29 | 1:03:31 | |
Oh, I don't think so. | 1:03:31 | 1:03:33 | |
But...but I've met him, of course, and we've chatted. | 1:03:33 | 1:03:38 | |
And...I know about you and Marge in Mongi. | 1:03:38 | 1:03:44 | |
What an unreliable rat you are. | 1:03:44 | 1:03:47 | |
Well, Freddie said you were a rat. | 1:03:47 | 1:03:50 | |
And I thought to myself, "Ah, now I know why he travels under 'R'". | 1:03:50 | 1:03:55 | |
I've left Marge, Meredith... and Mongi. | 1:03:55 | 1:03:59 | |
So, the rat's here in Rome. | 1:04:00 | 1:04:01 | |
Oh, I'm sorry... | 1:04:01 | 1:04:03 | |
Oh, don't be sorry, no. I've never been happier. | 1:04:03 | 1:04:06 | |
I feel like I've been handed a new life. | 1:04:06 | 1:04:08 | |
The truth is, if you've had money your entire life, | 1:04:09 | 1:04:13 | |
even if you despise it, which we do...agreed? | 1:04:13 | 1:04:16 | |
You're only truly comfortable | 1:04:16 | 1:04:18 | |
around other people who have it and despise it. | 1:04:18 | 1:04:22 | |
I know. | 1:04:22 | 1:04:23 | |
I've never admitted that to anyone. | 1:04:25 | 1:04:27 | |
No, because my friend, Mr Greenleaf... | 1:04:32 | 1:04:35 | |
Signor Greenleaf and I are on a little spending spree. | 1:04:35 | 1:04:38 | |
-MAN: -I see. | 1:04:38 | 1:04:40 | |
We're behaving very badly. | 1:04:40 | 1:04:41 | |
Oh, I love Italian money. It's so dark. Doesn't make you feel guilty. | 1:04:41 | 1:04:45 | |
Grazie. | 1:04:46 | 1:04:49 | |
I don't want too many large bills. No-one will change them. | 1:04:58 | 1:05:02 | |
Va bene, Signor Greenleaf. | 1:05:02 | 1:05:04 | |
CASHIER COUNTS IN ITALIAN | 1:05:07 | 1:05:10 | |
E una bellezza vestire un fisico come il suo. | 1:05:10 | 1:05:13 | |
Lei sta proprio bene, eh? E un coloure bellissimo. | 1:05:13 | 1:05:17 | |
Avevamo ragione, visto? | 1:05:17 | 1:05:19 | |
I really like this too. | 1:05:19 | 1:05:21 | |
Well, I think I'm having that too. | 1:05:21 | 1:05:23 | |
-Anche cosi? -Si. | 1:05:23 | 1:05:24 | |
-Si. -Facciamo un'altro? Ah, perfetto. | 1:05:24 | 1:05:26 | |
-Allora, noi ci vediamo domani. -A domani. | 1:05:26 | 1:05:29 | |
-Tomorrow. -Si, si. | 1:05:29 | 1:05:31 | |
Questa e bella. | 1:05:31 | 1:05:32 | |
Va bene. Allora, lo facciamo a doppio petto, come questo. | 1:05:32 | 1:05:35 | |
-Si. -Grazie. | 1:05:35 | 1:05:36 | |
-Arrivederci. -Arrivederci. | 1:05:36 | 1:05:38 | |
-Ciao. -Ciao. | 1:05:40 | 1:05:42 | |
I know you're a jazz fan but do you absolutely hate the opera? | 1:05:47 | 1:05:50 | |
I've... | 1:05:54 | 1:05:55 | |
..I've been trying to give my tickets away. | 1:05:56 | 1:06:00 | |
It's tomorrow, but if you were prepared to be dragged... | 1:06:00 | 1:06:04 | |
You could drag me. | 1:06:06 | 1:06:07 | |
LENSKY'S ARIA FROM 'EUGENE ONEGIN' | 1:06:08 | 1:06:11 | |
CROWD APPLAUDS | 1:07:48 | 1:07:51 | |
Feodor Chaliapin, an old Russian baritone. | 1:07:53 | 1:07:56 | |
Thank you so much for inviting me tonight. | 1:07:56 | 1:07:58 | |
It's... | 1:07:58 | 1:07:59 | |
Can you bear it? We hear you're a friend of Freddie's. | 1:07:59 | 1:08:03 | |
He has "I hate opera" tattooed on his chest. | 1:08:03 | 1:08:06 | |
Well, there's room for a whole libretto on Freddie's chest. | 1:08:06 | 1:08:09 | |
I am sure we've met before. | 1:08:10 | 1:08:13 | |
I was sure we'd met before, weren't you, Ted? | 1:08:13 | 1:08:15 | |
-Dick is Herbert Greenleaf's boy. -I know. | 1:08:15 | 1:08:18 | |
Yes, I think we have. | 1:08:18 | 1:08:20 | |
One minute you people are children | 1:08:20 | 1:08:22 | |
and the next you're... getting tattooed. | 1:08:22 | 1:08:24 | |
-Cheers. -Cheers. | 1:08:26 | 1:08:27 | |
Cheers. | 1:08:30 | 1:08:32 | |
Scusi. | 1:08:36 | 1:08:38 | |
-Oh! Excuse me. -Excuse me. | 1:08:39 | 1:08:41 | |
-Hello. -Hello. | 1:08:41 | 1:08:43 | |
-Tom! -Marge! | 1:08:45 | 1:08:46 | |
How are you? Wh...what are you doing in Rome? | 1:08:46 | 1:08:50 | |
-Is he here? Are you with Dickie? -No. | 1:08:50 | 1:08:52 | |
Um, no, um... | 1:08:52 | 1:08:54 | |
-Hello. I'm Tom Ripley. -Peter Smith-Kingsley. | 1:08:54 | 1:08:57 | |
I've heard all about you from Marge and Dickie. | 1:08:57 | 1:08:59 | |
-Ditto. -No...no...no glasses. | 1:08:59 | 1:09:02 | |
So, where are you hiding him? He's impossible, isn't he? | 1:09:02 | 1:09:04 | |
Is he really not here? | 1:09:04 | 1:09:06 | |
Well, Marge, you know Dickie has "I hate opera" tattooed on his chest. | 1:09:06 | 1:09:10 | |
-I thought you were going to Venice. -Oh, yes, what happened with that? | 1:09:10 | 1:09:13 | |
Heard you were desperate to come. | 1:09:13 | 1:09:15 | |
I was rather looking forward to rowing you around. | 1:09:15 | 1:09:17 | |
THEATRE BELL RINGS Oh, I am. | 1:09:17 | 1:09:19 | |
I really am. I've been travelling. | 1:09:19 | 1:09:21 | |
I just can't seem to get that far north. | 1:09:21 | 1:09:24 | |
Well, you should hurry, before we sink. | 1:09:24 | 1:09:26 | |
Uh, look, let me give you the telephone number. | 1:09:26 | 1:09:28 | |
There. | 1:09:28 | 1:09:30 | |
Oh, look, there's Meredith, um... Meredith. | 1:09:30 | 1:09:33 | |
What's her name, Marge? The...they're textile people. | 1:09:33 | 1:09:35 | |
Um, come on, that's awful. I spent Christmas at her house. | 1:09:35 | 1:09:38 | |
I don't...I don't know her. | 1:09:38 | 1:09:39 | |
-He hasn't called. -Oh. | 1:09:42 | 1:09:44 | |
He's hardly written. Just these cryptic notes. | 1:09:44 | 1:09:47 | |
You know, you don't just dump people. | 1:09:47 | 1:09:49 | |
-THEATRE BELL RINGS -Look, will we see you later? | 1:09:49 | 1:09:52 | |
-Or are you with people? -Oh! I can't later. | 1:09:52 | 1:09:54 | |
-Well, um, how about tomorrow? -Yes. Um, maybe in the morning? | 1:09:54 | 1:09:58 | |
Do you know Caffe Dinelli? At...at the Piazza di Spagna? | 1:09:58 | 1:10:01 | |
-No. -I know the Piazza di Spagna. | 1:10:01 | 1:10:03 | |
-What time? -10.30? | 1:10:03 | 1:10:05 | |
-We'll be there. -OK. | 1:10:05 | 1:10:07 | |
So, I'll see you in the morning, Marge? 10.30? | 1:10:07 | 1:10:11 | |
-Very nice to meet you. -And you. | 1:10:11 | 1:10:13 | |
Come on. | 1:10:17 | 1:10:20 | |
-Yes. -Let's go back in. | 1:10:20 | 1:10:22 | |
I don't understand why Tom's still in Rome. | 1:10:29 | 1:10:31 | |
(Let's go.) | 1:10:31 | 1:10:34 | |
Oh, I thought you were enjoying yourself. | 1:10:34 | 1:10:36 | |
Let's take a carazza and look at the moon. | 1:10:36 | 1:10:38 | |
Are you crazy? It's freezing out there. | 1:10:38 | 1:10:39 | |
Come on. I need to talk to you. | 1:10:39 | 1:10:42 | |
-Just the two of us. -OK. | 1:10:42 | 1:10:44 | |
Oh, don't worry, please. | 1:10:48 | 1:10:50 | |
Don't worry. | 1:10:50 | 1:10:52 | |
You're such a pal to understand. | 1:10:53 | 1:10:56 | |
It's like Marge is here right now. I look at you and I see her face. | 1:10:57 | 1:11:01 | |
I can't... | 1:11:01 | 1:11:03 | |
No matter what I'm feeling towards you, I just can't... | 1:11:03 | 1:11:06 | |
No, I absolutely...understand, of cour... | 1:11:06 | 1:11:09 | |
Otherwise, you'd be fighting me off. | 1:11:09 | 1:11:11 | |
Beating you away. | 1:11:12 | 1:11:15 | |
Look, will you meet me tomorrow? | 1:11:52 | 1:11:54 | |
Just to say goodbye. | 1:11:54 | 1:11:56 | |
Properly, you know, in the daylight, so it's not just...this. | 1:11:56 | 1:12:00 | |
Of course. Meredith, I'm sorry. Of course I'll meet you. | 1:12:00 | 1:12:03 | |
You should always save pain for daylight. | 1:12:03 | 1:12:07 | |
Why don't we have coffee in the morning at Dinelli's? | 1:12:07 | 1:12:11 | |
-Uh...by the Spanish steps? -Exactly. | 1:12:11 | 1:12:14 | |
10.30? | 1:12:14 | 1:12:16 | |
-10.15. -OK. | 1:12:18 | 1:12:20 | |
OK. | 1:12:20 | 1:12:22 | |
CHURCH BELL TOLLS | 1:12:30 | 1:12:33 | |
Peter? Hello! | 1:13:13 | 1:13:15 | |
It's Meredith Logue. | 1:13:15 | 1:13:17 | |
Of course it is! Meredith, hello. Sorry, I was half-asleep. | 1:13:18 | 1:13:21 | |
-How are you? -How are you? | 1:13:21 | 1:13:23 | |
This is Marge Sherwood. Meredith Logue. | 1:13:23 | 1:13:25 | |
How do you do? | 1:13:25 | 1:13:27 | |
Well, do join us, won't you? We're just waiting for a friend. | 1:13:28 | 1:13:31 | |
I... I won't actually. | 1:13:31 | 1:13:33 | |
I think this mi... | 1:13:33 | 1:13:34 | |
-It was you at the opera last night? -Are...you waiting for Dickie? | 1:13:34 | 1:13:38 | |
Dickie?! Do you...do you... do you know Dickie? | 1:13:39 | 1:13:43 | |
You were at the opera. Oh, that explains it. | 1:13:43 | 1:13:46 | |
Yes, I was there. I was there with Dickie. | 1:13:46 | 1:13:50 | |
-SHE GASPS -I knew it. | 1:13:51 | 1:13:54 | |
I told you. | 1:13:54 | 1:13:55 | |
Marge... | 1:13:58 | 1:14:00 | |
I don't know you, so I've got no right to... | 1:14:00 | 1:14:03 | |
Dickie loves you. | 1:14:03 | 1:14:04 | |
He's... I think you'll find he's on his way home to you. | 1:14:04 | 1:14:09 | |
Well, how...how would you know that? | 1:14:10 | 1:14:12 | |
He...told me everything. | 1:14:14 | 1:14:16 | |
No, I was supposed to meet him 15 minutes ago, so, er... | 1:14:16 | 1:14:20 | |
I'm going to go now, I think. | 1:14:21 | 1:14:24 | |
God, unless he meant us to meet. | 1:14:25 | 1:14:27 | |
That'd be a little cruel, wouldn't it? | 1:14:27 | 1:14:30 | |
No, no, we're meeting another friend. Tom Ripley. | 1:14:30 | 1:14:33 | |
-Do you know Tom Ripley? -No. No. | 1:14:33 | 1:14:35 | |
I've heard about him, of course, but I didn't meet him, no. | 1:14:35 | 1:14:40 | |
WAITER ADDRESSES GROUP Not for me. No, grazie. | 1:14:40 | 1:14:42 | |
Hope I didn't complicate matters. | 1:14:47 | 1:14:50 | |
God, nothing, NOTHING... untoward happened. | 1:14:50 | 1:14:55 | |
There is nothing to prevent you from welcoming him back. | 1:14:55 | 1:15:00 | |
From marrying him. | 1:15:00 | 1:15:01 | |
Goodbye. | 1:15:05 | 1:15:07 | |
I'm happy to put a face to a name. Goodbye, Peter. | 1:15:07 | 1:15:10 | |
Please, don't get up. | 1:15:10 | 1:15:12 | |
Now I don't know what to think. You think he's coming back, or what? | 1:15:30 | 1:15:35 | |
Sorry. Sorry. Had to renew my papers. | 1:15:35 | 1:15:38 | |
Never one stamp when they can make you line up for three. | 1:15:38 | 1:15:41 | |
-You been waiting long? -Not at all. | 1:15:41 | 1:15:43 | |
-Morning, Tom. -Hi. | 1:15:43 | 1:15:45 | |
Sorry. You OK? You look like you've seen a ghost. | 1:15:45 | 1:15:48 | |
-Dickie was at the opera last night. -I don't believe that. | 1:15:48 | 1:15:51 | |
Wild horses couldn't drag Dickie... | 1:15:51 | 1:15:54 | |
-SHE LAUGHS -He was there with someone, You know, | 1:15:54 | 1:15:56 | |
so I suppose she must have dragged him. | 1:15:56 | 1:15:58 | |
(That's not fair.) | 1:15:58 | 1:16:01 | |
I think I'm going back to Mongi. I think Dickie's coming home. | 1:16:01 | 1:16:05 | |
-I'm going home. -Really? Well, that's just swell. | 1:16:05 | 1:16:07 | |
Well, I... I... no, you're way ahead of me. Great. | 1:16:07 | 1:16:10 | |
You know, that was rather moving, what Meredith... | 1:16:10 | 1:16:12 | |
Sorry, Meredith is the American I saw at the opera last night. | 1:16:12 | 1:16:15 | |
She's been seeing something of Dickie. | 1:16:15 | 1:16:17 | |
Oh, my God. | 1:16:17 | 1:16:19 | |
But the point is Dickie - | 1:16:19 | 1:16:20 | |
and we all know this - Dickie loves Marge. | 1:16:20 | 1:16:24 | |
And he misses her. | 1:16:24 | 1:16:26 | |
I feel guilty. | 1:16:26 | 1:16:27 | |
Marge doesn't understand this, but whenever Dickie does something, | 1:16:27 | 1:16:29 | |
I feel guilty. | 1:16:29 | 1:16:31 | |
As if that makes sense. | 1:16:31 | 1:16:33 | |
-MUSIC: ITALIAN CONCERTO BY BACH -Non so, mi patrito. | 1:16:33 | 1:16:36 | |
Mi piace suonare. Suonare? | 1:16:36 | 1:16:39 | |
Io sono sorda - la coppia di sotto e pure sorda. | 1:16:39 | 1:16:42 | |
MUSIC: ITALIAN CONCERTO BY BACH | 1:16:42 | 1:16:45 | |
Bellissima. | 1:16:48 | 1:16:51 | |
Si. | 1:16:51 | 1:16:53 | |
Allora, giovanotto, ti piace? | 1:16:53 | 1:16:56 | |
CHOIR SINGS: 'STABAT MATER' | 1:17:00 | 1:17:03 | |
LOUD KNOCK AT DOOR | 1:17:36 | 1:17:38 | |
KNOCK AT DOOR > | 1:17:46 | 1:17:48 | |
Dickie! | 1:17:53 | 1:17:55 | |
BANGING AT DOOR | 1:17:56 | 1:17:58 | |
Dickie, come on, it's me. | 1:17:58 | 1:18:00 | |
It's Freddie. Let me in. | 1:18:00 | 1:18:02 | |
Dickie. | 1:18:04 | 1:18:06 | |
Hello, Freddie. It's Tom. | 1:18:12 | 1:18:13 | |
Um... | 1:18:15 | 1:18:16 | |
Where's Dickie? | 1:18:16 | 1:18:19 | |
-How are you? -I'm good. Yes, thank you. | 1:18:19 | 1:18:21 | |
He's gone. He went to dinner. | 1:18:21 | 1:18:23 | |
He's at Otello's. Do you know Otello's? | 1:18:23 | 1:18:25 | |
No, no, no. | 1:18:25 | 1:18:27 | |
I don't think he is at dinner at 6.30pm. | 1:18:27 | 1:18:29 | |
If you said he was still at lunch, maybe I'd believe you. | 1:18:29 | 1:18:34 | |
You know? | 1:18:34 | 1:18:36 | |
Incredible! | 1:18:36 | 1:18:38 | |
I mean, the guy's just disappeared off the face of the earth. | 1:18:38 | 1:18:42 | |
-I guess. -You know. | 1:18:42 | 1:18:44 | |
The landlady, as far as I can tell... | 1:18:46 | 1:18:48 | |
The landlady said he was here right now. | 1:18:48 | 1:18:52 | |
Search the place. | 1:18:52 | 1:18:53 | |
I... I just... I don't know why you imagine | 1:18:53 | 1:18:56 | |
that Dickie would hide from you. | 1:18:56 | 1:18:59 | |
Because he's been hiding from me. | 1:18:59 | 1:19:01 | |
What happened at Christmas? | 1:19:02 | 1:19:04 | |
What about Christmas? | 1:19:04 | 1:19:05 | |
He was supposed to come skiing. | 1:19:05 | 1:19:07 | |
I didn't get a cable, a call or a note or a... | 1:19:07 | 1:19:11 | |
..or frankly, a card. | 1:19:12 | 1:19:14 | |
Well, he's been very involved with his music. | 1:19:15 | 1:19:18 | |
Um, I think his theory is that you have to go into a cocoon | 1:19:18 | 1:19:24 | |
before you can be a butterfly. | 1:19:24 | 1:19:26 | |
Oh? | 1:19:26 | 1:19:28 | |
Which is horseshit. | 1:19:28 | 1:19:29 | |
Have you heard him play this thing? | 1:19:29 | 1:19:31 | |
I wonder if he can't. | 1:19:31 | 1:19:33 | |
How did you find him? | 1:19:35 | 1:19:37 | |
It's such an out-of-the-way apartment. | 1:19:37 | 1:19:39 | |
-Can I fix you a drink? -No. Thanks. | 1:19:39 | 1:19:42 | |
The American Express. | 1:19:42 | 1:19:44 | |
HITS RANDOM NOTES ON PIANO | 1:19:44 | 1:19:47 | |
Some kid. | 1:19:47 | 1:19:48 | |
Are you living here? | 1:19:54 | 1:19:55 | |
No. | 1:19:55 | 1:19:58 | |
No, I'm staying here for a few days. | 1:19:58 | 1:20:00 | |
Hmm. | 1:20:00 | 1:20:02 | |
And... | 1:20:02 | 1:20:03 | |
It's a new piano. | 1:20:05 | 1:20:06 | |
FREDDIE HITS DISCORDANT CHORD You probably shouldn't... | 1:20:06 | 1:20:08 | |
FREDDIE HITS SHARP NOTES | 1:20:08 | 1:20:10 | |
You probably shouldn't, er... | 1:20:12 | 1:20:14 | |
FREDDIE KEEPS HITTING NOTES | 1:20:14 | 1:20:18 | |
Did this place come furnished? | 1:20:18 | 1:20:20 | |
Because it doesn't look like Dickie. | 1:20:21 | 1:20:23 | |
It's, er...it's really horrible. | 1:20:23 | 1:20:26 | |
Isn't it? | 1:20:26 | 1:20:29 | |
-HE FLICKS RANDOM NOTES -It's so, er... | 1:20:29 | 1:20:31 | |
Bourgeois. | 1:20:31 | 1:20:33 | |
Oh, that's a, er... | 1:20:42 | 1:20:43 | |
You should watch that. | 1:20:43 | 1:20:45 | |
Excuse... | 1:20:45 | 1:20:46 | |
Excuse me. Excuse me. | 1:20:46 | 1:20:48 | |
You know, in fact, the only thing that looks like Dickie is you. | 1:20:51 | 1:20:56 | |
Hardly. | 1:20:56 | 1:20:58 | |
Mmm. | 1:20:58 | 1:20:59 | |
What's that? Have you done something to your hair? | 1:20:59 | 1:21:02 | |
Is there something you'd like to say, Freddie? | 1:21:02 | 1:21:04 | |
-What? -Do you have something you'd like to say? | 1:21:04 | 1:21:08 | |
I think I'm saying it. | 1:21:08 | 1:21:10 | |
Something's going on. | 1:21:11 | 1:21:12 | |
Either he's converted to Christianity... | 1:21:14 | 1:21:16 | |
..or there's something else. | 1:21:18 | 1:21:19 | |
Well, I would suggest you ask Dickie that yourself. | 1:21:21 | 1:21:24 | |
Otello's is on della Croce just off the Corso. | 1:21:24 | 1:21:26 | |
Is it on della Croce just off the Corso? | 1:21:26 | 1:21:29 | |
You're...you're a quick study, aren't you? | 1:21:32 | 1:21:34 | |
The last time, you didn't know your ass from your elbow | 1:21:34 | 1:21:38 | |
and now you're giving me directions. | 1:21:38 | 1:21:40 | |
But that's not fair. | 1:21:40 | 1:21:41 | |
You probably do know your ass from your elbow. | 1:21:41 | 1:21:44 | |
I'll see you. | 1:21:46 | 1:21:48 | |
DOOR CLOSES | 1:21:54 | 1:21:55 | |
-Tutto bene, ragazzo? -Bene. | 1:21:57 | 1:22:00 | |
No Dickie Greenleaf. | 1:22:00 | 1:22:01 | |
-Thomas Ripley. -Si! | 1:22:01 | 1:22:03 | |
Dickie sta su. Oggi gli hanno portato il piano. | 1:22:03 | 1:22:06 | |
E m'hanno sporcato tutto. | 1:22:06 | 1:22:07 | |
E stato tutto il giorno a suonare. Pla, pla, pla, pla! | 1:22:07 | 1:22:11 | |
Ciao, Dickie. | 1:22:11 | 1:22:12 | |
Yeah. | 1:22:15 | 1:22:17 | |
Dickie doesn't play the piano. | 1:22:17 | 1:22:19 | |
Tommy? | 1:22:21 | 1:22:22 | |
Tommy! | 1:22:22 | 1:22:24 | |
Tommy! | 1:22:24 | 1:22:26 | |
HE GROANS | 1:22:29 | 1:22:30 | |
Oh, now you're making me laugh! | 1:23:03 | 1:23:06 | |
No, you're just so drunk! | 1:23:06 | 1:23:08 | |
Oh, you're just... | 1:23:08 | 1:23:10 | |
What can you do, eh? | 1:23:10 | 1:23:12 | |
You should see my other friends! | 1:23:12 | 1:23:14 | |
-What can you do? -Si vergogni, va. | 1:23:14 | 1:23:16 | |
Yes! | 1:23:16 | 1:23:17 | |
Such a pig! | 1:23:17 | 1:23:19 | |
Portalo a letto. | 1:23:21 | 1:23:22 | |
TOM IMITATES FREDDIE: Hey, if I'm drunk, think what her husband's saying. | 1:23:22 | 1:23:25 | |
Andiamo. | 1:23:25 | 1:23:27 | |
DOG BARKS IN THE DISTANCE | 1:23:27 | 1:23:29 | |
La polizia. | 1:24:12 | 1:24:14 | |
Dickie Greenleaf? | 1:24:14 | 1:24:15 | |
Yes. | 1:24:15 | 1:24:17 | |
Inspector Roverini. Can we come in? | 1:24:17 | 1:24:19 | |
Please. | 1:24:19 | 1:24:21 | |
It's a terrible shock, huh? | 1:24:27 | 1:24:28 | |
What time did Signor Miles leave yesterday? | 1:24:29 | 1:24:32 | |
Um...um, I can't be certain exactly. | 1:24:32 | 1:24:36 | |
I... 8.00, 9.00. | 1:24:36 | 1:24:38 | |
Lui dice che Freddie Miles e andato via tra le otto e le nove. | 1:24:38 | 1:24:42 | |
We'd both taken on far too many drinks. | 1:24:42 | 1:24:44 | |
But it was dark. It was certainly dark when I walked him to his car. | 1:24:44 | 1:24:49 | |
So he drove away and you did what? | 1:24:50 | 1:24:53 | |
I went to bed. | 1:24:53 | 1:24:54 | |
Il signor Greenleaf dopo e andato a dormire. | 1:24:54 | 1:24:57 | |
Freddie's a big man, but I... I'm in trouble after a couple of drinks. | 1:24:57 | 1:25:01 | |
I've been suffering all... | 1:25:01 | 1:25:03 | |
Who found him? | 1:25:04 | 1:25:05 | |
Ah, senta...you understand | 1:25:05 | 1:25:07 | |
I must ask you to stay in Rome, Signor Greenleaf. | 1:25:07 | 1:25:10 | |
Yes, if it's going to help, certainly. | 1:25:12 | 1:25:14 | |
So the doctor, he has to make the, um... | 1:25:14 | 1:25:18 | |
Com'e che si dice? | 1:25:18 | 1:25:20 | |
-Autopsia. -Bene. | 1:25:20 | 1:25:22 | |
Post-mortem. | 1:25:22 | 1:25:24 | |
Yeah. Exactly. | 1:25:24 | 1:25:25 | |
But you know, his first conclusion | 1:25:25 | 1:25:27 | |
was that Signor Miles was killed not later than 7.00 yesterday evening. | 1:25:27 | 1:25:33 | |
Well, he certainly wasn't dead when he drove away in his car. | 1:25:33 | 1:25:36 | |
No. | 1:25:38 | 1:25:40 | |
ALL SPEAK ITALIAN | 1:25:56 | 1:25:58 | |
Va bene? | 1:26:04 | 1:26:05 | |
-It's OK? OK? -Si, si. | 1:26:05 | 1:26:07 | |
Did he kill Freddie? | 1:26:19 | 1:26:20 | |
Marge! When did you get here? | 1:26:20 | 1:26:22 | |
Tell me the truth. Did he kill Freddie? | 1:26:22 | 1:26:25 | |
I'd swear he didn't. | 1:26:25 | 1:26:26 | |
I tried again, waiting here, watching for him. | 1:26:28 | 1:26:33 | |
Instead it's you. Whenever I look for Dickie, I find you. | 1:26:33 | 1:26:36 | |
What happened to your face? | 1:26:38 | 1:26:40 | |
Dickie. Dickie did it. | 1:26:41 | 1:26:43 | |
-Dickie?! -My face. | 1:26:43 | 1:26:44 | |
There was an argument. I... | 1:26:44 | 1:26:46 | |
I said some things I shouldn't have said. | 1:26:46 | 1:26:48 | |
About you. About the appalling way he's treating you, all of us. | 1:26:48 | 1:26:52 | |
Next thing, he's launched himself at me. | 1:26:52 | 1:26:54 | |
-Are you getting on? -What? | 1:26:54 | 1:26:55 | |
Get on. I'll take you to him. | 1:26:55 | 1:26:57 | |
Signor Greenleaf ha letto i giornali. | 1:27:22 | 1:27:24 | |
-Where does he live? -We passed it a few blocks back. | 1:27:39 | 1:27:42 | |
It's where the police were. | 1:27:42 | 1:27:44 | |
The Palazzo Gioia. | 1:27:44 | 1:27:46 | |
Look, they don't even know I'm in Rome | 1:27:46 | 1:27:48 | |
and I'm not going to incriminate Dickie. | 1:27:48 | 1:27:50 | |
Perhaps I shouldn't go either. | 1:27:50 | 1:27:52 | |
No, we'll go if you want to. | 1:27:52 | 1:27:54 | |
But just don't talk to the police about my face. | 1:27:54 | 1:27:57 | |
If they know he hit me, he could have hit Freddie. | 1:27:57 | 1:28:00 | |
I'll catch up with you later. | 1:28:00 | 1:28:02 | |
SCOOTER ENGINE REVS | 1:28:06 | 1:28:08 | |
Ah, Signor Greenleaf! | 1:28:19 | 1:28:21 | |
Ah, Signor Greenleaf! Presto! | 1:28:21 | 1:28:23 | |
-Presto! -ALL SPEAK ITALIAN | 1:28:23 | 1:28:24 | |
Open the door! | 1:28:28 | 1:28:30 | |
-Open up! -Hey! | 1:28:30 | 1:28:33 | |
-Dove crede di andare? -I live here. | 1:28:34 | 1:28:36 | |
Mr Greenleaf! | 1:28:36 | 1:28:37 | |
-Salve. -Can we go up? | 1:28:39 | 1:28:40 | |
-Do you mind? -Of course. | 1:28:40 | 1:28:42 | |
What happened to your face? | 1:28:42 | 1:28:44 | |
My scooter. I fell off. | 1:28:44 | 1:28:45 | |
Getting chased by photographers. | 1:28:45 | 1:28:47 | |
The telephone, the press, everything. I'm feeling hounded. | 1:28:47 | 1:28:50 | |
Do you think you could not give out my address? | 1:28:50 | 1:28:53 | |
Never. We've had many requests and of course, we say no. | 1:28:53 | 1:28:56 | |
Even to your fiancee. | 1:28:56 | 1:28:57 | |
-I really don't want to see anybody. -Even your fiancee? | 1:28:57 | 1:29:00 | |
Even her. | 1:29:00 | 1:29:02 | |
What about Thomas Ripley? | 1:29:06 | 1:29:07 | |
What about Tom Ripley? | 1:29:07 | 1:29:09 | |
You and Signor Ripley went to San Remo, is that right? | 1:29:10 | 1:29:13 | |
We went to San Remo. That was months ago. | 1:29:13 | 1:29:16 | |
-November, I thought. -Was it? | 1:29:16 | 1:29:18 | |
Did you speak to Tom? | 1:29:18 | 1:29:19 | |
November 7 is my information. | 1:29:19 | 1:29:21 | |
I don't remember the exact date! | 1:29:21 | 1:29:23 | |
When did you last see Signor Ripley? | 1:29:24 | 1:29:26 | |
A few days ago. | 1:29:26 | 1:29:28 | |
Does he stay with you here? | 1:29:28 | 1:29:30 | |
No. | 1:29:30 | 1:29:32 | |
Now... | 1:29:32 | 1:29:33 | |
..here is a pattern. | 1:29:35 | 1:29:37 | |
Two days ago, Freddie Miles's death. | 1:29:37 | 1:29:41 | |
Hmm? | 1:29:41 | 1:29:42 | |
He leaves your apartment and is murdered. | 1:29:43 | 1:29:47 | |
Yesterday, a little boat is found in San Remo full of rocks. | 1:29:49 | 1:29:54 | |
And the owner tells the police it was stolen on November 7. | 1:29:54 | 1:29:58 | |
We look at hotel records. | 1:29:59 | 1:30:01 | |
And we see... | 1:30:01 | 1:30:03 | |
Dickie Greenleaf is staying in San Remo. | 1:30:04 | 1:30:06 | |
And then our boatman remembers two Americans taking a boat. | 1:30:06 | 1:30:10 | |
That is not a pattern. | 1:30:10 | 1:30:12 | |
That's a coincidence. | 1:30:12 | 1:30:13 | |
There must be 50 hotels in San Remo. | 1:30:13 | 1:30:16 | |
There are probably 100 people renting a boat that day. | 1:30:16 | 1:30:19 | |
-31 people. -31 people? | 1:30:19 | 1:30:22 | |
Mm-hm. | 1:30:22 | 1:30:23 | |
31, yeah. | 1:30:23 | 1:30:25 | |
C'e la signorina Sherwood. | 1:30:26 | 1:30:28 | |
Marge Sherwood. | 1:30:28 | 1:30:30 | |
That is Miss Sherwood now. | 1:30:30 | 1:30:31 | |
Let her in. | 1:30:38 | 1:30:40 | |
Let her in. | 1:30:40 | 1:30:41 | |
What's the difference? Let her in. | 1:30:41 | 1:30:43 | |
-No! Um, actually... -Hey! | 1:30:46 | 1:30:47 | |
Actually, no. | 1:30:47 | 1:30:49 | |
I would really appreciate it | 1:30:49 | 1:30:50 | |
if you would ask Miss Sherwood to come back later. | 1:30:50 | 1:30:54 | |
Uh-huh. | 1:30:54 | 1:30:56 | |
Dille di venire piu tardi. | 1:30:56 | 1:30:58 | |
Thank you. | 1:31:00 | 1:31:01 | |
May I ask you... | 1:31:03 | 1:31:04 | |
..why would you speak to your friend and not your fiancee? | 1:31:05 | 1:31:09 | |
Well, I... I think I just said. | 1:31:09 | 1:31:12 | |
Um, Mr Ripley was handling some business for me. | 1:31:12 | 1:31:15 | |
Nor does Mr Ripley want to marry me | 1:31:15 | 1:31:18 | |
and ask me every single day if I'll marry him and when. | 1:31:18 | 1:31:22 | |
Do you keep a photograph of Signor Ripley? | 1:31:22 | 1:31:25 | |
I'm not in the habit | 1:31:25 | 1:31:26 | |
of carrying around photographs of my male friends. | 1:31:26 | 1:31:28 | |
Now I think I've upset you. | 1:31:30 | 1:31:32 | |
Sorry. | 1:31:32 | 1:31:33 | |
My English perhaps is coarse. | 1:31:33 | 1:31:35 | |
It is a little coarse. | 1:31:35 | 1:31:37 | |
Yes. | 1:31:37 | 1:31:39 | |
I'm sorry. | 1:31:41 | 1:31:42 | |
But, yet, no-one has seen Signor Ripley since San Remo. | 1:31:44 | 1:31:47 | |
-I have. -Oh. You have. Yes. | 1:31:47 | 1:31:49 | |
And so has Miss Sherwood. | 1:31:49 | 1:31:50 | |
Ask her. | 1:31:50 | 1:31:52 | |
And, er...um... | 1:31:52 | 1:31:53 | |
If I can remember the name of his hotel... | 1:31:53 | 1:31:56 | |
Um... | 1:31:56 | 1:31:57 | |
The Goldoni. Tom was staying at the Goldoni. | 1:31:57 | 1:32:00 | |
Goldoni. | 1:32:00 | 1:32:01 | |
The Goldoni. Good. Good. But... | 1:32:01 | 1:32:04 | |
Yes, you are right. | 1:32:04 | 1:32:05 | |
You are right. A coincidence. | 1:32:05 | 1:32:08 | |
SIREN WAILS OUTSIDE | 1:32:08 | 1:32:10 | |
I look forward to our next meeting | 1:32:11 | 1:32:14 | |
when I will be more careful with my English. | 1:32:14 | 1:32:16 | |
I have a witness who thinks they saw two men getting into Mr Miles's car. | 1:32:16 | 1:32:22 | |
And she wants to identify you in a...confronto - a line-up. | 1:32:22 | 1:32:26 | |
Tomorrow then? | 1:32:26 | 1:32:28 | |
Tomorrow. | 1:32:29 | 1:32:31 | |
-Buon giorno, Miss Sherwood. -Buon giorno. | 1:32:39 | 1:32:41 | |
He is in but I really don't think he wants to meet anyone. | 1:32:41 | 1:32:45 | |
KNOCK AT DOOR | 1:32:51 | 1:32:53 | |
Dick? | 1:33:01 | 1:33:03 | |
Dickie? | 1:33:06 | 1:33:07 | |
I know you can hear me. | 1:33:09 | 1:33:12 | |
I was going to say that I would count to three | 1:33:19 | 1:33:23 | |
and if you didn't open the door... but I won't count any more. | 1:33:23 | 1:33:26 | |
On you. | 1:33:27 | 1:33:29 | |
I won't count on you any more. | 1:33:31 | 1:33:35 | |
Whatever it is you've done or haven't done... | 1:33:38 | 1:33:41 | |
..you've broken my heart. | 1:33:43 | 1:33:45 | |
That's one thing I know you're guilty of. | 1:33:47 | 1:33:50 | |
But I don't know why. | 1:33:57 | 1:33:59 | |
And I don't know why. I just don't know why. | 1:34:02 | 1:34:05 | |
TYPEWRITER CLATTERS | 1:34:10 | 1:34:12 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 1:34:12 | 1:34:14 | |
"My dear Tom, I'm getting out of this. | 1:34:14 | 1:34:18 | |
"Freddie's death. Silvana. | 1:34:20 | 1:34:23 | |
"I've thought about going to the police. | 1:34:23 | 1:34:25 | |
"But I can't do it. | 1:34:25 | 1:34:27 | |
"I can't face it. | 1:34:27 | 1:34:29 | |
"I can't face anything any more. | 1:34:29 | 1:34:32 | |
"I wish I could give you the life I took for granted. | 1:34:32 | 1:34:36 | |
"You've always understood what's at the heart of me, Tom. | 1:34:38 | 1:34:41 | |
"Marge never could. | 1:34:41 | 1:34:42 | |
"I suppose that's why I'm writing this to you, | 1:34:43 | 1:34:46 | |
"the brother I never had... | 1:34:46 | 1:34:49 | |
"the only true friend I ever had. | 1:34:51 | 1:34:53 | |
"In all kinds of ways, you're much more like the son my father wanted. | 1:34:58 | 1:35:03 | |
"I realise you can change the people, change the scenery, | 1:35:05 | 1:35:09 | |
"but you can't change your own rotten self. | 1:35:09 | 1:35:12 | |
"Now I can't think what to do or where to go. | 1:35:14 | 1:35:18 | |
"I'm haunted by everything I've done and can't undo. | 1:35:19 | 1:35:23 | |
"I'm sorry. | 1:35:25 | 1:35:26 | |
"I've made a mess of being Dickie Greenleaf, haven't I?" | 1:35:28 | 1:35:32 | |
TROUBLED MUSIC | 1:35:32 | 1:35:35 | |
Tom! | 1:36:34 | 1:36:35 | |
I'll see you over there. | 1:36:39 | 1:36:41 | |
CHURCH BELLS CHIME | 1:36:42 | 1:36:44 | |
I'm so sorry to put you through this, Peter. | 1:36:49 | 1:36:52 | |
I just can't face going to the police by myself | 1:36:52 | 1:36:55 | |
when my Italian's so rotten. | 1:36:55 | 1:36:57 | |
Don't be so daft. It's fine. | 1:36:57 | 1:36:59 | |
I'm delighted you finally made it to Venice | 1:36:59 | 1:37:01 | |
and, contrary to rumour, that you're still in one piece. | 1:37:01 | 1:37:04 | |
What rumour? | 1:37:04 | 1:37:05 | |
That Dickie murdered you and is travelling under your passport. | 1:37:05 | 1:37:08 | |
I know. It's ridiculous. | 1:37:08 | 1:37:10 | |
MEN YELL IN ITALIAN | 1:37:14 | 1:37:17 | |
-Welcome to Venice. -DOOR SLAMS | 1:37:25 | 1:37:26 | |
God, this place reeks, doesn't it? | 1:37:26 | 1:37:28 | |
Can you smell it? | 1:37:28 | 1:37:30 | |
Anyway, I've got to the bottom of the delay finally. | 1:37:30 | 1:37:33 | |
We're waiting for someone from Rome. | 1:37:33 | 1:37:35 | |
What do you mean? | 1:37:36 | 1:37:38 | |
They've sent for someone from Rome? | 1:37:38 | 1:37:40 | |
-Well, yes. That's good, isn't it? -No. | 1:37:40 | 1:37:42 | |
I thought that didn't happen in Italy, | 1:37:42 | 1:37:44 | |
that each region is separate. | 1:37:44 | 1:37:45 | |
You've read the papers. | 1:37:45 | 1:37:47 | |
You know what a big deal it's been. | 1:37:47 | 1:37:49 | |
American tourist murdered. | 1:37:49 | 1:37:51 | |
Actually, can we not do this now? | 1:37:51 | 1:37:53 | |
The stench really is... | 1:37:53 | 1:37:55 | |
La polizia di Roma. | 1:37:55 | 1:37:56 | |
Il Colonnello Verrecchia. | 1:37:56 | 1:37:58 | |
-Chi e Ripley? -Lui. | 1:38:00 | 1:38:01 | |
Ho assunto io la guida delle indagini | 1:38:01 | 1:38:04 | |
in seguito a quanto e accaduto a Roverini, | 1:38:04 | 1:38:06 | |
il quale non e riuscito a impedire la scomparsa del Signor Greenleaf, | 1:38:06 | 1:38:10 | |
che era l'unica persona sospettato per omicidio di Signor Miles. | 1:38:10 | 1:38:14 | |
He's taken over the case | 1:38:14 | 1:38:15 | |
because they're annoyed that the previous chap let Dickie disappear | 1:38:15 | 1:38:19 | |
when he was...he was the only suspect in Freddie's murder. | 1:38:19 | 1:38:22 | |
Quand'e stato l'ultima volta che Signor Ripley ha visto Greenleaf? | 1:38:22 | 1:38:25 | |
In Rome about three weeks ago. | 1:38:25 | 1:38:27 | |
I knew that one. | 1:38:28 | 1:38:30 | |
Um, a Roma, circa tre settimane fa. | 1:38:30 | 1:38:35 | |
Signor Ripley ha sviluppato tendenze omosessuali? | 1:38:35 | 1:38:38 | |
Are you a homosexual? | 1:38:39 | 1:38:40 | |
Interesting non sequitur. | 1:38:40 | 1:38:42 | |
No. | 1:38:42 | 1:38:44 | |
No. | 1:38:45 | 1:38:47 | |
No. | 1:38:47 | 1:38:48 | |
By the way, officially, there are no Italian homosexuals. | 1:38:48 | 1:38:52 | |
It makes Michelangelo and Leonardo very inconvenient. | 1:38:52 | 1:38:55 | |
Eh? | 1:38:55 | 1:38:57 | |
Tell him I have a fiancee and Dickie has a fiancee - | 1:38:57 | 1:39:01 | |
and that Freddie Miles probably had a string of them. | 1:39:01 | 1:39:04 | |
Il Signor Ripley ha una fidanzata e Signor Dickie ha una fidanzata - | 1:39:06 | 1:39:11 | |
e probabilmente, il Signor Freddie Miles ha molte fidanzate. | 1:39:11 | 1:39:17 | |
Mamma mia! | 1:39:17 | 1:39:18 | |
Quante fidanzate! | 1:39:18 | 1:39:20 | |
-What did he say? -He said, "So many fiancees." | 1:39:24 | 1:39:27 | |
Lei ha ucciso prima Freddie Miles, dopo Dickie Greenleaf, vero? | 1:39:27 | 1:39:31 | |
He's asking if you killed Freddie Miles | 1:39:31 | 1:39:34 | |
and then killed Dickie Greenleaf. | 1:39:34 | 1:39:36 | |
No! No, I did not kill Freddie Miles and then kill Dickie Greenleaf. | 1:39:36 | 1:39:40 | |
-Is he accusing me? -No. | 1:39:40 | 1:39:41 | |
-It's better to be less volatile. -But... | 1:39:41 | 1:39:43 | |
-I've been asked these... -But it's absurd! | 1:39:43 | 1:39:45 | |
Non e questo il luogo per le vostre coversazioni private. | 1:39:45 | 1:39:48 | |
Ha ragione! Ha ragione! | 1:39:48 | 1:39:50 | |
E c'e questa. | 1:39:56 | 1:39:57 | |
Questa lettera e stata trovata | 1:39:57 | 1:39:59 | |
nell'abitazione del Signor Greenleaf a Roma. | 1:39:59 | 1:40:02 | |
They found this in Dickie's place in Rome. | 1:40:03 | 1:40:05 | |
You opened this? | 1:40:07 | 1:40:08 | |
Of course. | 1:40:08 | 1:40:10 | |
It's a suicide note. | 1:40:25 | 1:40:27 | |
You asked me all these questions and you already read this suicide note?! | 1:40:31 | 1:40:37 | |
HE PLAYS VIVALDI'S 'STABAT MATER' | 1:40:37 | 1:40:39 | |
I don't believe that letter. Do you? | 1:40:52 | 1:40:54 | |
Dickie's letter, do you believe it? | 1:40:54 | 1:40:56 | |
I don't know what to believe. | 1:40:56 | 1:40:59 | |
Can you imagine that if he did kill Freddie | 1:40:59 | 1:41:02 | |
what that must be like? | 1:41:02 | 1:41:03 | |
Just to wake up every morning... | 1:41:05 | 1:41:07 | |
I mean, how can you... just wake up and be a person | 1:41:07 | 1:41:11 | |
and drink your coffee? | 1:41:11 | 1:41:13 | |
Whatever you do, however terrible, however hurtful, | 1:41:13 | 1:41:15 | |
it all makes sense, doesn't it, in your head? | 1:41:15 | 1:41:19 | |
You never meet anybody who thinks they're a bad person. | 1:41:19 | 1:41:23 | |
Oh, no, but you're still tormented. You must be. You've killed someone. | 1:41:23 | 1:41:26 | |
Don't you just take the past and put it in a room, in the basement, | 1:41:26 | 1:41:30 | |
and lock the door and never go in? | 1:41:30 | 1:41:33 | |
-That's what I do. -God, yes! | 1:41:33 | 1:41:35 | |
Of course, in my case, it's probably a whole building. | 1:41:35 | 1:41:38 | |
And then you meet someone special. | 1:41:40 | 1:41:43 | |
And all you want to do is toss them the key. | 1:41:43 | 1:41:46 | |
Say, "Open up. Step inside." | 1:41:47 | 1:41:50 | |
But you can't. | 1:41:53 | 1:41:54 | |
Because it's dark and... and there are demons. | 1:41:54 | 1:41:59 | |
And if anybody saw how ugly it is... | 1:42:01 | 1:42:04 | |
Now, that's the music talking. | 1:42:08 | 1:42:10 | |
It's harder to be bleak if you're playing 'Knees Up Mother Brown'. | 1:42:12 | 1:42:16 | |
HE PLAYS 'KNEES UP MOTHER BROWN' | 1:42:16 | 1:42:18 | |
TOM CHUCKLES | 1:42:18 | 1:42:19 | |
I keep wanting to do that. | 1:42:21 | 1:42:23 | |
Fling the door open. | 1:42:24 | 1:42:27 | |
TOM PLAYS MELANCHOLY CHORDS | 1:42:28 | 1:42:30 | |
Just let the light in and clean everything out. | 1:42:30 | 1:42:33 | |
If I could take a giant eraser and rub out everything... | 1:42:36 | 1:42:39 | |
starting with myself. | 1:42:39 | 1:42:41 | |
The thing is, Peter, if... | 1:42:45 | 1:42:47 | |
Hmm. | 1:42:51 | 1:42:52 | |
If... | 1:42:52 | 1:42:54 | |
PETER CHUCKLES | 1:43:00 | 1:43:02 | |
No key, huh? | 1:43:04 | 1:43:07 | |
-BOY SINGS: -# Stabat Mater dolorosa | 1:43:07 | 1:43:14 | |
# Dolorosa | 1:43:14 | 1:43:18 | |
# Luxta crucem lacrimosa | 1:43:18 | 1:43:26 | |
# Lacrimosa | 1:43:26 | 1:43:28 | |
# Dum pendebat... # | 1:43:30 | 1:43:38 | |
BOY CONTINUES TO SING | 1:43:38 | 1:43:39 | |
-Marge. -Peter. | 1:43:48 | 1:43:51 | |
-SHE SIGHS -Oh! | 1:43:51 | 1:43:53 | |
It's so good to see you. | 1:43:53 | 1:43:55 | |
-Hello, Marge. -Tom. | 1:43:55 | 1:43:56 | |
I see you found Peter. | 1:43:58 | 1:43:59 | |
Well, I think we sort of found each other. | 1:43:59 | 1:44:02 | |
Where's Dickie's father? | 1:44:02 | 1:44:03 | |
He's not coming till the morning. | 1:44:03 | 1:44:05 | |
Evidently, his stomach - | 1:44:05 | 1:44:07 | |
I don't think the food here agrees with him. | 1:44:07 | 1:44:09 | |
I was looking forward to seeing him. | 1:44:09 | 1:44:11 | |
Dickie hasn't killed himself, I'm sure. | 1:44:11 | 1:44:13 | |
There's a private detective on the case now - | 1:44:13 | 1:44:16 | |
a Mr MacCarron - Dickie's father's employed. | 1:44:16 | 1:44:18 | |
-That's a terrific idea. -He's American. | 1:44:18 | 1:44:21 | |
He's already discovered that Dickie cashed cheques for 1,000 | 1:44:21 | 1:44:25 | |
the day before he disappeared. | 1:44:25 | 1:44:27 | |
Is that what you do before you jump into the Tiber? | 1:44:29 | 1:44:32 | |
I don't think so. | 1:44:32 | 1:44:34 | |
-Is this you? -No, it's Tom's. | 1:44:39 | 1:44:41 | |
Splendid, eh? | 1:44:41 | 1:44:43 | |
Golly! | 1:44:43 | 1:44:44 | |
Who's paying for this? | 1:44:44 | 1:44:46 | |
Well, Peter found it for me. | 1:44:46 | 1:44:48 | |
I can afford it because it's damp and falling down. | 1:44:48 | 1:44:52 | |
Tom's transformed it. | 1:44:52 | 1:44:54 | |
This is spectacular. | 1:44:54 | 1:44:55 | |
Well, that's why Tom wanted you to stay. | 1:44:55 | 1:44:58 | |
It's better than trying to squeeze into my room. | 1:44:58 | 1:45:00 | |
And I know how you hate hotels. | 1:45:00 | 1:45:03 | |
A hotel would have been fine. | 1:45:03 | 1:45:05 | |
We'll have to tell Mr Greenleaf how far his dollar stretched. | 1:45:08 | 1:45:11 | |
Hmph. | 1:45:16 | 1:45:17 | |
What's funny? | 1:45:17 | 1:45:19 | |
I was just thinking about when Tom first came to Mongibello. | 1:45:19 | 1:45:22 | |
And look at you now. | 1:45:24 | 1:45:26 | |
Look at me what? | 1:45:26 | 1:45:28 | |
To the manor born. | 1:45:28 | 1:45:30 | |
BELLS TOLL IN DISTANCE | 1:45:30 | 1:45:32 | |
HE PLAYS SULTRY JAZZ MELODY | 1:45:35 | 1:45:38 | |
TOM: Mr Greenleaf? | 1:45:44 | 1:45:46 | |
-Mr Greenleaf? -Tom. | 1:45:51 | 1:45:53 | |
How are you? | 1:45:53 | 1:45:55 | |
-You look well. -Thank you, sir. I am well. | 1:45:55 | 1:45:57 | |
-A far cry from New York. -Yes, it is. | 1:45:57 | 1:46:00 | |
Marge. Good morning. | 1:46:00 | 1:46:02 | |
-Unusual weather. -Very. | 1:46:02 | 1:46:04 | |
And you, sir - any better? | 1:46:04 | 1:46:06 | |
Pretty good. | 1:46:06 | 1:46:07 | |
I'm sticking with hot water. | 1:46:07 | 1:46:10 | |
-Where's Mr MacCarron? -San Remo. | 1:46:10 | 1:46:12 | |
The police are amateurs. | 1:46:12 | 1:46:14 | |
Well, my boy... | 1:46:14 | 1:46:17 | |
it's come to a pretty pass, hasn't it? | 1:46:17 | 1:46:19 | |
What is the detective hoping to find in San Remo? | 1:46:19 | 1:46:22 | |
He's being thorough. | 1:46:22 | 1:46:24 | |
I'm learning about my son, Tom. | 1:46:24 | 1:46:27 | |
Now he's missing, I'm learning a great deal about him. | 1:46:27 | 1:46:30 | |
And I hope that you can fill in some more blanks. | 1:46:30 | 1:46:33 | |
Marge has been good enough to do that about Mongibello. | 1:46:33 | 1:46:36 | |
I'll try my best, sir. | 1:46:36 | 1:46:38 | |
Obviously, I'll do anything to help Dickie. | 1:46:38 | 1:46:40 | |
Good. | 1:46:40 | 1:46:41 | |
This theory - the letter he left for you - | 1:46:41 | 1:46:44 | |
the police think that's a clear indication | 1:46:44 | 1:46:47 | |
that he was planning on doing something, er, to himself. | 1:46:47 | 1:46:51 | |
I just don't believe that. | 1:46:51 | 1:46:54 | |
You don't want to, dear. | 1:46:54 | 1:46:55 | |
I'd like to talk to Tom alone, perhaps this afternoon. | 1:46:59 | 1:47:03 | |
Would you mind? | 1:47:03 | 1:47:05 | |
Marge, what a man may say to his sweetheart | 1:47:07 | 1:47:10 | |
and what he'll admit to another fellow... | 1:47:10 | 1:47:13 | |
Such as? | 1:47:15 | 1:47:17 | |
MAN CONTINUES PLAYING SAXOPHONE | 1:47:17 | 1:47:19 | |
What a waste of lives and opportunities. | 1:47:22 | 1:47:25 | |
I'd pay that fellow 100 right now to shut up. | 1:47:25 | 1:47:28 | |
SAXOPHONE PLAYS IN DISTANCE | 1:47:32 | 1:47:35 | |
No, Marge doesn't know the half of it. | 1:47:36 | 1:47:39 | |
And his passport photo. | 1:47:40 | 1:47:42 | |
Did you hear? | 1:47:42 | 1:47:43 | |
To scratch out his own face like that? | 1:47:43 | 1:47:46 | |
Can you imagine... | 1:47:46 | 1:47:48 | |
the frame of mind you'd have to be in? | 1:47:48 | 1:47:51 | |
"I've thought about going to the police, but I can't face it. | 1:47:51 | 1:47:55 | |
"I can't face anything any more." | 1:47:55 | 1:47:57 | |
I feel guilty. I feel like I pushed him away. | 1:47:57 | 1:48:01 | |
I feel like I spoke and he heard you. | 1:48:01 | 1:48:03 | |
Well...if we all pushed him away, | 1:48:03 | 1:48:06 | |
what about him pushing us away! | 1:48:06 | 1:48:08 | |
Now, you've been a great friend to my son! | 1:48:08 | 1:48:11 | |
Everything is someone else's fault. | 1:48:11 | 1:48:14 | |
We all want to sow wild oats. | 1:48:14 | 1:48:17 | |
But somebody's got to... | 1:48:17 | 1:48:18 | |
got to, um... | 1:48:18 | 1:48:20 | |
What is the word? | 1:48:20 | 1:48:21 | |
You know, the moment someone confronts him... | 1:48:22 | 1:48:24 | |
..he lashes out. | 1:48:27 | 1:48:28 | |
He always has. | 1:48:29 | 1:48:31 | |
You know, people always say that you can't choose your parents. | 1:48:32 | 1:48:35 | |
But you can't choose your children. | 1:48:40 | 1:48:42 | |
BELLS CLANG AND ECHO | 1:48:44 | 1:48:46 | |
-TOM: -Dickie... -DICKIE: -You can be a leech. | 1:48:46 | 1:48:49 | |
-VOICES DISTORT HYSTERICALLY: -Stop it! | 1:48:49 | 1:48:51 | |
-Stop it! -REPEATED BANGING AT DOOR | 1:48:51 | 1:48:53 | |
-GASPING FREDDIE: -Tommy! Tommy! | 1:48:53 | 1:48:57 | |
-Tommy! -TOM: -Stop! Stop! Stop! | 1:48:57 | 1:48:59 | |
-TOM SHRIEKS -Stop! Stop! Stop! | 1:48:59 | 1:49:02 | |
CACOPHONY OF VOICES, BELLS, HEAVY KNOCKING | 1:49:02 | 1:49:05 | |
-Would you stop?! -DICKIE SCREAMS | 1:49:05 | 1:49:06 | |
KNOCKING AT DOOR | 1:49:06 | 1:49:10 | |
I'm coming. | 1:49:10 | 1:49:11 | |
I'm sorry. I'd fallen asleep. | 1:49:12 | 1:49:15 | |
-I must have fallen asleep. -Did Dickie's Dad go? | 1:49:15 | 1:49:17 | |
You look ghastly, Tom. Did you have a nightmare? | 1:49:17 | 1:49:19 | |
-He's having an early night. -Oh, poor man. | 1:49:19 | 1:49:21 | |
You know, we were banging on that door forever. | 1:49:21 | 1:49:24 | |
Uh-oh! | 1:49:28 | 1:49:29 | |
I think I've broken a strap. | 1:49:29 | 1:49:31 | |
Not guilty. | 1:49:31 | 1:49:33 | |
I'll fix some drinks. | 1:49:33 | 1:49:35 | |
Ow! | 1:49:35 | 1:49:37 | |
A walk in Venice! | 1:49:37 | 1:49:39 | |
Are you OK? | 1:49:39 | 1:49:41 | |
I'm fine. | 1:49:43 | 1:49:44 | |
Do you want me to stick around? | 1:49:44 | 1:49:46 | |
No. It's OK. | 1:49:46 | 1:49:49 | |
I could come back. | 1:49:50 | 1:49:52 | |
Your key. | 1:50:07 | 1:50:10 | |
-KNOCKING AT DOOR MARGE: -Tom? | 1:50:13 | 1:50:16 | |
Marge, I'm in the bath. | 1:50:16 | 1:50:18 | |
I won't be long. | 1:50:18 | 1:50:19 | |
Tom, I have to speak to you. It's urgent. | 1:50:19 | 1:50:22 | |
I'm coming. | 1:50:25 | 1:50:26 | |
I found Dickie's rings. | 1:50:38 | 1:50:40 | |
What? | 1:50:40 | 1:50:42 | |
You have Dickie's rings. | 1:50:42 | 1:50:44 | |
I can explain. | 1:50:48 | 1:50:50 | |
Dickie promised me he'd never take off this ring. | 1:50:50 | 1:50:53 | |
-Let me put clothes on. -I have to tell Mr Greenleaf. | 1:50:53 | 1:50:56 | |
Marge. Calm down, Marge. | 1:50:56 | 1:50:57 | |
-You're being hysterical. -He promised me! | 1:50:57 | 1:50:59 | |
"I swear I will never take off this ring." | 1:50:59 | 1:51:02 | |
Shut up! MARGE GASPS | 1:51:02 | 1:51:03 | |
I'm wet, Marge. | 1:51:05 | 1:51:07 | |
I've lost my towel, | 1:51:07 | 1:51:09 | |
and I'd really like to put some clothes on. | 1:51:09 | 1:51:12 | |
Go and pour us both a drink. | 1:51:12 | 1:51:14 | |
Pour us a drink. | 1:51:17 | 1:51:18 | |
Marge. | 1:51:51 | 1:51:52 | |
Where are you going? | 1:51:52 | 1:51:54 | |
I wasn't snooping. I just... | 1:51:55 | 1:51:58 | |
I was just looking for a needle and thread to mend my bra. | 1:51:59 | 1:52:02 | |
That scent you're wearing... | 1:52:02 | 1:52:05 | |
..I bought that for you. | 1:52:07 | 1:52:09 | |
The thing about Dickie... | 1:52:10 | 1:52:12 | |
So many things. | 1:52:12 | 1:52:14 | |
That day when he was late coming back from Rome - | 1:52:16 | 1:52:20 | |
I tried to tell you this - he was with another girl. | 1:52:20 | 1:52:23 | |
I'm not talking about Meredith, either. | 1:52:23 | 1:52:26 | |
Another girl, that we met in a bar. | 1:52:26 | 1:52:28 | |
He couldn't be faithful for five minutes. | 1:52:28 | 1:52:30 | |
So when he makes a promise, | 1:52:30 | 1:52:32 | |
it doesn't mean what it means when you make a promise | 1:52:32 | 1:52:35 | |
or I make a promise. | 1:52:35 | 1:52:37 | |
He has so many realities, Dickie. | 1:52:37 | 1:52:40 | |
And he believes them all. | 1:52:40 | 1:52:41 | |
He lies. | 1:52:41 | 1:52:43 | |
He lies. | 1:52:43 | 1:52:45 | |
And that's his... | 1:52:45 | 1:52:46 | |
Half the time he doesn't even realise he's doing it. | 1:52:46 | 1:52:49 | |
And today... | 1:52:49 | 1:52:51 | |
I really started wondering whether he may have killed Freddie. | 1:52:52 | 1:52:55 | |
He would get so crazy | 1:52:57 | 1:52:58 | |
if anybody would contradict him - you know that. | 1:52:58 | 1:53:01 | |
You know that. | 1:53:01 | 1:53:02 | |
You know that. | 1:53:02 | 1:53:04 | |
And that's the irony, Marge. | 1:53:04 | 1:53:06 | |
I loved you. | 1:53:06 | 1:53:09 | |
You may as well know, Marge, I loved you. | 1:53:09 | 1:53:11 | |
Maybe it's grotesque of me to say this now, | 1:53:11 | 1:53:14 | |
so just write it on a piece of paper | 1:53:14 | 1:53:16 | |
and put it in your purse for a rainy day - | 1:53:16 | 1:53:19 | |
"Tom loves me." | 1:53:19 | 1:53:21 | |
"Tom loves me." | 1:53:21 | 1:53:23 | |
Why do you have Dickie's rings? | 1:53:23 | 1:53:25 | |
I told you. He gave them to me. | 1:53:25 | 1:53:27 | |
Why? When? | 1:53:27 | 1:53:29 | |
You haven't been listening to anything I've been saying to you. | 1:53:29 | 1:53:31 | |
I don't believe you. | 1:53:31 | 1:53:33 | |
-I don't believe you. -It's all true. | 1:53:33 | 1:53:36 | |
I don't believe a single word you've said. | 1:53:36 | 1:53:38 | |
SHE GASPS | 1:53:38 | 1:53:41 | |
You're shivering, Marge. | 1:53:41 | 1:53:43 | |
Look at you, Marge. SHE WEEPS | 1:53:43 | 1:53:45 | |
SHE WAILS SOFTLY Can I hold you? | 1:53:45 | 1:53:47 | |
Will you let me hold you? | 1:53:47 | 1:53:49 | |
-SHE SHRIEKS -Marge? | 1:53:49 | 1:53:52 | |
-Peter! Peter! Thank God you're here. -What's going on? | 1:53:52 | 1:53:54 | |
Get me out of here. Get me out of here! | 1:53:54 | 1:53:58 | |
-Please! -Tom, are you OK? | 1:53:58 | 1:53:59 | |
Get me out of here. | 1:53:59 | 1:54:01 | |
You try. | 1:54:02 | 1:54:03 | |
You try talking to her. | 1:54:03 | 1:54:06 | |
Tom... | 1:54:06 | 1:54:08 | |
-I give up. -Tell me what's going on. Tom! | 1:54:08 | 1:54:11 | |
I never did any... What did I ever do to her? | 1:54:11 | 1:54:14 | |
Listen, you can't be angry with her. | 1:54:14 | 1:54:18 | |
She's confused and she needs someone to blame. | 1:54:19 | 1:54:23 | |
-So she blames you. -PETER SIGHS | 1:54:23 | 1:54:25 | |
I'll go back home and talk to her. | 1:54:25 | 1:54:28 | |
As for you, either get a safety razor or grow a beard. | 1:54:28 | 1:54:33 | |
KNOCK AT DOOR | 1:54:40 | 1:54:42 | |
Is Mr Greenleaf here? | 1:54:44 | 1:54:46 | |
-Mr Ripley? -Yes. | 1:54:46 | 1:54:48 | |
I'm Alvin MacCarron. | 1:54:48 | 1:54:50 | |
-WOMAN: -I don't know, I don't know. I just know it. | 1:54:52 | 1:54:55 | |
-MAN: -Marge, there's female intuition and then there are facts. | 1:54:55 | 1:54:58 | |
-Tom. -Sir. | 1:55:01 | 1:55:02 | |
Marge, you should have waited. | 1:55:02 | 1:55:04 | |
Didn't...didn't Peter say I'd come by and pick you up? | 1:55:04 | 1:55:08 | |
Marge has been telling us about the rings. | 1:55:09 | 1:55:11 | |
Yes, I feel ridiculous I didn't mention them yesterday. | 1:55:11 | 1:55:14 | |
I clean forgot. Ridiculous. | 1:55:14 | 1:55:16 | |
Perhaps you didn't mention them | 1:55:18 | 1:55:20 | |
because there's only one conclusion to be drawn. | 1:55:20 | 1:55:22 | |
I'm going to take Marge for a little walk, Tom. | 1:55:24 | 1:55:27 | |
Mr MacCarron wants a talk. | 1:55:27 | 1:55:28 | |
No need - we could go to the bar... | 1:55:28 | 1:55:30 | |
No, no. | 1:55:30 | 1:55:32 | |
I think you should stay here. | 1:55:32 | 1:55:34 | |
I could probably see my room from here. | 1:55:55 | 1:55:58 | |
I can see my house. | 1:55:58 | 1:55:59 | |
When you see where you live from a distance | 1:56:01 | 1:56:04 | |
it's like a dream, isn't it? | 1:56:04 | 1:56:05 | |
I don't care for BS. | 1:56:05 | 1:56:07 | |
I don't care to hear it. I don't care to speak it. | 1:56:07 | 1:56:11 | |
OK. | 1:56:13 | 1:56:14 | |
Did you know that at Princeton Dickie Greenleaf half-killed a boy? | 1:56:14 | 1:56:18 | |
At a party, over some girl. | 1:56:18 | 1:56:20 | |
Kicked the kid several times in the head. | 1:56:20 | 1:56:22 | |
Put him in the hospital. | 1:56:22 | 1:56:24 | |
Boy had a wire fixed in his jaw. Lost some hearing. | 1:56:24 | 1:56:27 | |
Why do you think Dickie's father | 1:56:27 | 1:56:29 | |
sent him to Europe in the first place? | 1:56:29 | 1:56:31 | |
The Rome police didn't think to ask Mr Greenleaf. | 1:56:33 | 1:56:36 | |
Nor did they think to check on whether a Thomas Ripley | 1:56:36 | 1:56:40 | |
had ever been a student at Princeton University. | 1:56:40 | 1:56:43 | |
Oh, I... I turned up a Tom Ripley, | 1:56:43 | 1:56:47 | |
who had been a piano tuner in the music department. | 1:56:47 | 1:56:52 | |
You see, in America we are taught to check a fact | 1:56:53 | 1:56:57 | |
before it becomes a fact. | 1:56:57 | 1:56:59 | |
We're taught to nose around when a girl drowns herself, | 1:56:59 | 1:57:04 | |
find out if that girl is pregnant. | 1:57:04 | 1:57:06 | |
Find out if Dickie had an embarrassment there. | 1:57:06 | 1:57:10 | |
Mr Greenleaf appreciates your loyalty, he really does. | 1:57:11 | 1:57:14 | |
Marge, she has 100 theories. | 1:57:14 | 1:57:17 | |
There are a few things that she doesn't know. | 1:57:17 | 1:57:19 | |
We hope she never knows. | 1:57:20 | 1:57:22 | |
I hope she never knows. | 1:57:22 | 1:57:24 | |
Three different people saw Dickie get into Freddie's car. | 1:57:24 | 1:57:29 | |
One man, who will not testify | 1:57:30 | 1:57:34 | |
because he was jumping somebody else's wife at the time, | 1:57:34 | 1:57:36 | |
saw Dickie removing licence plates from a red sports car. | 1:57:36 | 1:57:40 | |
The police know about this man | 1:57:40 | 1:57:42 | |
because he happens to be a policeman. | 1:57:42 | 1:57:44 | |
I found these in the basement of Dickie's apartment. | 1:57:46 | 1:57:48 | |
They belonged to Freddie's car. | 1:57:49 | 1:57:51 | |
Mr Greenleaf has asked me... | 1:57:51 | 1:57:55 | |
..to lose these in the canal this evening. | 1:57:56 | 1:57:59 | |
BELL CHIMES IN DISTANCE | 1:58:00 | 1:58:03 | |
Mr Greenleaf feels | 1:58:03 | 1:58:05 | |
there was a silent promise in Dickie's letter to you, | 1:58:05 | 1:58:07 | |
which he intends to honour. | 1:58:07 | 1:58:09 | |
He also intends to transfer | 1:58:09 | 1:58:11 | |
a good portion of Dickie's income from his trust into your name. | 1:58:11 | 1:58:16 | |
He does not intend | 1:58:16 | 1:58:18 | |
to give the Italians any information about Dickie's past. | 1:58:18 | 1:58:22 | |
He's rather hoping that you will feel the same. | 1:58:24 | 1:58:28 | |
-Thank you so much, Tom. -Sir. | 1:58:45 | 1:58:47 | |
Goodbye. | 1:58:47 | 1:58:48 | |
Marge, I feel I never should have said | 1:58:53 | 1:58:55 | |
those things to you the other evening. | 1:58:55 | 1:58:57 | |
I was pretty flustered - the rings, and you looked so... | 1:58:57 | 1:59:01 | |
..I don't know. | 1:59:01 | 1:59:03 | |
But I hope | 1:59:03 | 1:59:04 | |
that note goes in your purse to New York for a rainy day. | 1:59:04 | 1:59:09 | |
What are you going to do now, Tom? | 1:59:11 | 1:59:13 | |
I don't know. | 1:59:13 | 1:59:15 | |
Peter has a concert in Athens next month. | 1:59:15 | 1:59:17 | |
He asked me to come along and help out. | 1:59:17 | 1:59:20 | |
He says goodbye, by the way. | 1:59:22 | 1:59:24 | |
He was in rehearsal, so he couldn't... | 1:59:24 | 1:59:26 | |
Why do I think there's never been a Ripley rainy day? | 1:59:26 | 1:59:30 | |
What? | 1:59:30 | 1:59:31 | |
I know it was you. | 1:59:31 | 1:59:34 | |
-I know it was you. -Marge. | 1:59:34 | 1:59:36 | |
-I know it was YOU! -Marge, Marge! | 1:59:36 | 1:59:39 | |
Marge, please. | 1:59:39 | 1:59:41 | |
I know you killed Dickie! | 1:59:41 | 1:59:43 | |
-Marge! -I know, I know! | 1:59:43 | 1:59:44 | |
-SHE SOBS -I KNOW it was you. | 1:59:44 | 1:59:48 | |
Marge, Marge, please. | 1:59:48 | 1:59:50 | |
It's not Tom. Really. | 1:59:50 | 1:59:53 | |
MARGE SOBS | 1:59:55 | 1:59:59 | |
'# We are called gondolieri | 2:00:01 | 2:00:04 | |
'# But that's a vagary | 2:00:04 | 2:00:06 | |
'# It's quite honourary' | 2:00:06 | 2:00:08 | |
# The trade that we ply... # | 2:00:08 | 2:00:12 | |
THEY LAUGH | 2:00:12 | 2:00:13 | |
Ask me what I'd change about this moment. | 2:00:14 | 2:00:16 | |
What would you change about this moment? | 2:00:16 | 2:00:18 | |
Nothing. | 2:00:18 | 2:00:20 | |
I'm freezing. Coming down? | 2:00:23 | 2:00:26 | |
Later. I want to catch the sunset. | 2:00:26 | 2:00:29 | |
-You're mad. -I am. TOM LAUGHS | 2:00:29 | 2:00:33 | |
-WOMAN: -Dickie? | 2:00:43 | 2:00:44 | |
Dickie! | 2:00:47 | 2:00:49 | |
Dickie! | 2:00:53 | 2:00:54 | |
Oh, my God. | 2:01:05 | 2:01:07 | |
Hello, Meredith. | 2:01:09 | 2:01:11 | |
I was looking at you - | 2:01:14 | 2:01:16 | |
your clothes - I wouldn't have known you. | 2:01:16 | 2:01:19 | |
Well, you spotted me, so you get the reward. | 2:01:19 | 2:01:22 | |
-What? -Just kidding. | 2:01:24 | 2:01:26 | |
Are you alone? | 2:01:26 | 2:01:28 | |
Oh...hardly. | 2:01:28 | 2:01:31 | |
I couldn't be less alone. | 2:01:31 | 2:01:33 | |
-Aunt Joan. -And co. | 2:01:33 | 2:01:36 | |
No. A LOT of co. | 2:01:37 | 2:01:40 | |
Oh, God. | 2:01:41 | 2:01:43 | |
It's...seeing you again. | 2:01:43 | 2:01:48 | |
I've thought about you, so much. | 2:01:50 | 2:01:55 | |
I've thought about you. | 2:01:55 | 2:01:57 | |
Yeah, well, when I thought about you, I was mostly hating you. | 2:01:58 | 2:02:02 | |
Oh. | 2:02:05 | 2:02:06 | |
Where have you been hiding? | 2:02:08 | 2:02:10 | |
I haven't been hiding. | 2:02:10 | 2:02:12 | |
I've been in police custody. | 2:02:14 | 2:02:16 | |
They've been trying to flush out Freddie's killer. | 2:02:17 | 2:02:19 | |
You're kidding! | 2:02:19 | 2:02:21 | |
Well, they're giving me this vacation, | 2:02:21 | 2:02:23 | |
which is why the get-up. | 2:02:23 | 2:02:25 | |
Which is why you haven't heard from me. | 2:02:25 | 2:02:28 | |
The whole world thinks you killed Freddie. | 2:02:28 | 2:02:30 | |
-Oh, it's terrible. -I know. | 2:02:30 | 2:02:33 | |
Listen, I can't talk now. Later? | 2:02:33 | 2:02:37 | |
Later? Later? | 2:02:39 | 2:02:43 | |
So... | 2:02:53 | 2:02:54 | |
..are you travelling under R? | 2:02:59 | 2:03:02 | |
You know what? I am. | 2:03:02 | 2:03:08 | |
Dickie, are you with Peter Smith-Kingsley? | 2:03:08 | 2:03:10 | |
I bet you are. | 2:03:10 | 2:03:12 | |
My aunt thought she saw him. | 2:03:12 | 2:03:14 | |
Peter Smith-Kingsley? No. | 2:03:15 | 2:03:16 | |
I haven't seen him in months. | 2:03:16 | 2:03:18 | |
No, I'm alone. | 2:03:20 | 2:03:22 | |
KNOCK AT DOOR | 2:03:37 | 2:03:39 | |
Hi. | 2:03:41 | 2:03:43 | |
-How was it? -It was good. | 2:03:45 | 2:03:48 | |
But I'll tell you something. | 2:03:48 | 2:03:50 | |
I want us to stay in here for the rest of the trip. | 2:03:50 | 2:03:53 | |
PETER CHUCKLES | 2:03:53 | 2:03:55 | |
Was that Meredith? | 2:03:58 | 2:03:59 | |
Was who Meredith? | 2:04:02 | 2:04:04 | |
Meredith Logue. | 2:04:04 | 2:04:05 | |
You were kissing someone - it looked like Meredith. | 2:04:05 | 2:04:07 | |
I came out to find you. | 2:04:14 | 2:04:16 | |
Hardly kissing. | 2:04:17 | 2:04:19 | |
Kissing off. | 2:04:21 | 2:04:23 | |
Didn't look that way. | 2:04:23 | 2:04:24 | |
You know, from a distance. | 2:04:25 | 2:04:28 | |
I lied. | 2:04:32 | 2:04:33 | |
To her. | 2:04:33 | 2:04:35 | |
She thought she'd seen you. | 2:04:36 | 2:04:38 | |
Why lie? | 2:04:39 | 2:04:40 | |
Dickie and Peter together? That's just too good gossip. | 2:04:40 | 2:04:45 | |
Or Tom and Peter even. | 2:04:46 | 2:04:47 | |
That would be even better gossip. | 2:04:47 | 2:04:50 | |
Really? Why? | 2:04:50 | 2:04:51 | |
Uh, um...I'm completely lost. | 2:04:56 | 2:05:01 | |
I know. | 2:05:03 | 2:05:05 | |
I'm sorry, Peter. | 2:05:06 | 2:05:08 | |
I'm lost. | 2:05:09 | 2:05:11 | |
I'm going to be stuck in the basement, aren't I? | 2:05:14 | 2:05:18 | |
Aren't I? | 2:05:18 | 2:05:19 | |
That's my... | 2:05:21 | 2:05:23 | |
..terrible... | 2:05:26 | 2:05:27 | |
..and alone and dark. | 2:05:29 | 2:05:32 | |
And I've lied. | 2:05:34 | 2:05:36 | |
About who I am | 2:05:37 | 2:05:39 | |
and where I am. | 2:05:39 | 2:05:41 | |
Now no-one will ever find me. | 2:05:41 | 2:05:45 | |
What do you mean, lied about who you are? | 2:05:46 | 2:05:48 | |
I always thought it would be better... | 2:05:48 | 2:05:51 | |
to be a fake somebody | 2:05:51 | 2:05:53 | |
than a real nobody. | 2:05:53 | 2:05:55 | |
What are you talking about? | 2:05:56 | 2:05:58 | |
You're not a nobody - that's the last thing you are. | 2:05:58 | 2:06:01 | |
Peter. | 2:06:09 | 2:06:11 | |
Tell me some good things about Tom Ripley. | 2:06:13 | 2:06:15 | |
No, don't get up, don't get up. Don't get up. | 2:06:17 | 2:06:20 | |
Just... | 2:06:22 | 2:06:24 | |
Just tell me some nice things about Tom Ripley. | 2:06:27 | 2:06:31 | |
Good things about Tom Ripley? | 2:06:33 | 2:06:35 | |
That could take me some time. | 2:06:39 | 2:06:40 | |
Tom is talented. | 2:06:43 | 2:06:44 | |
Tom is tender. | 2:06:44 | 2:06:46 | |
Tom is beautiful. | 2:06:47 | 2:06:50 | |
TOM SOBS You're such a liar. | 2:06:50 | 2:06:53 | |
Tom is... Tom is a mystery. | 2:06:55 | 2:06:57 | |
'Tom is NOT a nobody. | 2:07:04 | 2:07:06 | |
'Tom has secrets he doesn't want to tell me | 2:07:10 | 2:07:12 | |
'and I wish he would. | 2:07:12 | 2:07:15 | |
'Tom has nightmares. | 2:07:20 | 2:07:21 | |
'That's not a good thing. | 2:07:26 | 2:07:28 | |
'Tom has someone to love him. | 2:07:33 | 2:07:35 | |
'That is a good thing.' | 2:07:37 | 2:07:39 | |
-PETER LAUGHS -'Tom is crushing me. | 2:07:42 | 2:07:44 | |
'Tom is crushing me. | 2:07:46 | 2:07:48 | |
-TOM SOBS -'Tom... Tom, you're crushing me! | 2:07:49 | 2:07:54 | |
PETER GASPS AND CHOKES, TOM SOBS Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. | 2:07:54 | 2:07:59 | |
Oh, God. Oh, God. Peter... | 2:08:05 | 2:08:09 | |
DOOR CREAKS | 2:08:18 | 2:08:21 |