Tom Ripley:
First of all I know there's something. That evening when we played chess for instance it was obvious.
Dickie Greenleaf:
What evening?
Tom Ripley:
Oh sure, no, no, it's too dangerous for you to take on. Oh, no, no, we're brothers. Hey. And then you do this sordid thing with Marge. Fucking her on the boat while we all have to listen. Which was excruciating! And you follow your cock around like a - and now you're getting married! No, I'm bewildered, forgive me. You're lying to Marge and then you're getting married to her. You're knocking up Silvana. You're ruining everybody. You wanna play the sax, you wanna play the drums. What is it, Dickie? What do you actually play?
Dickie Greenleaf:
Who are you? Huh? Some third class mooch? Who are you? Who are you to say anything to me? Who are you - to tell me anything! Actually, I really, really do not want to be on this boat with you. I can't move without you moving. It gives me the creeps.
[enraged by his on-the-fly suspicions]

Dickie Greenleaf:
*You* give me the creeps!
Tom Ripley:
You shut up!
Dickie Greenleaf:
You can't move without, "Dickie, Dickie, Dickie." Like a little girl! All the time.
Tom Ripley:
Shut up!

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Il talento di Mr. Ripley (1999)

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