Ripley's Game Quotes
Tom Ripley persuades a man to commit a murder for a large sum of money. The situation goes out of control, and that man must escape trouble.
Tom Ripley: I'm a creation. A gifted improviser. I lack your conscience and when I was young that troubled me. It no longer does. I don't worry about being caught because I don't believe anyone is watching. The world is not a poorer place because those people are dead. It's one less car on the road. It's a little less noise and menace. You were brave today. You put some money away for your family. That's all.
Jonathan Trevanny: If you lack my conscience, why did you help me on the train?
Tom Ripley: I don't know, but it doesn't surprise me. The one thing I know is we're constantly being reborn.
Jonathan Trevanny: If you lack my conscience, why did you help me on the train?
Tom Ripley: I don't know, but it doesn't surprise me. The one thing I know is we're constantly being reborn.
Jonathan Trevanny: Oh, hi. You're here, then. Excellent. We were hoping you'd come.
Tom Ripley: Why?
Jonathan Trevanny: Well, to... to add spice to the evening.
Tom Ripley: Meaning?
Jonathan Trevanny: You're a bit of a local personality.
Tom Ripley: Meaning?
Jonathan Trevanny: People have heard about you.
Tom Ripley: Meaning?
Jonathan Trevanny: Nothing. Just... nothing.
Tom Ripley: Why?
Jonathan Trevanny: Well, to... to add spice to the evening.
Tom Ripley: Meaning?
Jonathan Trevanny: You're a bit of a local personality.
Tom Ripley: Meaning?
Jonathan Trevanny: People have heard about you.
Tom Ripley: Meaning?
Jonathan Trevanny: Nothing. Just... nothing.
Jonathan Trevanny: One of them's still alive.
Tom Ripley: How do you know?
Jonathan Trevanny: Well, I heard it on the world news.
Tom Ripley: Jesus. I always figured you for a talk radio man. Okay, well, I guess I didn't strangle him long enough. It's not like a garrote comes with a manual.
Jonathan Trevanny: Ah, one of them got a very, very good look at me.
Tom Ripley: Jonathan, that's the first rule of the game. Don't ever worry about anything you can't control, ever. Anyway, I don't think they can trace us here and if they get close, I'll let you know.
Jonathan Trevanny: What about my family? I'm just worried about my family.
Tom Ripley: Well, don't worry. If they come for anyone, they'll come for me. I think these Balkan types tend to take strangling quite personally.
Tom Ripley: How do you know?
Jonathan Trevanny: Well, I heard it on the world news.
Tom Ripley: Jesus. I always figured you for a talk radio man. Okay, well, I guess I didn't strangle him long enough. It's not like a garrote comes with a manual.
Jonathan Trevanny: Ah, one of them got a very, very good look at me.
Tom Ripley: Jonathan, that's the first rule of the game. Don't ever worry about anything you can't control, ever. Anyway, I don't think they can trace us here and if they get close, I'll let you know.
Jonathan Trevanny: What about my family? I'm just worried about my family.
Tom Ripley: Well, don't worry. If they come for anyone, they'll come for me. I think these Balkan types tend to take strangling quite personally.
Tom Ripley: I want you to call the man who sent you here. I want you to tell him you got a very long look at the two of us, we were definitely not the people on the train. Do you understand? If you do that, you do it convincingly, you walk out of here, we give you half a million dollars, okay? If you don't do it convincingly, I take you out back, and I run my fucking tractor over your head the rest of the day. Okay?
Tom Ripley: You're not planning on singing me through the door, are you?
Reeves: I've got the Carregio in here.
Tom Ripley: Well, you're not coming in.
Reeves: I'm fucking coming in.
Tom Ripley: No, because it's not a Carregio, it's a *Correggio*. Just like it's not tacco but *ta-a-cco*. Not pasto but *pasta*, see? Your entire education comes from classic car magazine and you dress like you're on a condom run for the mob. By the way, it isn't a Correggio, it's a fake Rembrandt and until you know that, you're not coming in with me.
Reeves: Don't fuck me over here, pratt.
Tom Ripley: Don't threaten me. I'm not the one wearing an ear ring.
Reeves: I've got the Carregio in here.
Tom Ripley: Well, you're not coming in.
Reeves: I'm fucking coming in.
Tom Ripley: No, because it's not a Carregio, it's a *Correggio*. Just like it's not tacco but *ta-a-cco*. Not pasto but *pasta*, see? Your entire education comes from classic car magazine and you dress like you're on a condom run for the mob. By the way, it isn't a Correggio, it's a fake Rembrandt and until you know that, you're not coming in with me.
Reeves: Don't fuck me over here, pratt.
Tom Ripley: Don't threaten me. I'm not the one wearing an ear ring.
