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|AKA:||Matthew Paige Damon, Matt Damon|
|Birthday:||October 8, 1970|
|Birthplace:||Cambridge, Massachusetts, United States|
|Educated At:||Cambridge Rindge And Latin School, Harvard University|
|Political Parties:||Democratic Party|
|Nationality:||United States Of America|
|Occupations:||Actor, Filmmaker, Screenwriter, Film Actor, Voice Actor|
|Spouse:||Luciana Bozán Barroso|
AKA: Matthew Paige Damon, Matt Damon
Birthday: October 8, 1970
Birthplace: Cambridge, Massachusetts, United States
Educated At: Cambridge Rindge And Latin School, Harvard University
Political Parties: Democratic Party
Nationality: United States Of America
Occupations: Actor, Filmmaker, Screenwriter, Film Actor, Voice Actor
Spouse: Luciana Bozán Barroso
Tom Ripley: You're shivering, Marge. Look at you, Marge. Can I hold you? Will you let me hold you?”
Dickie Greenleaf: Well, we certainly know that that's true.”
Tom Ripley: [cuts her off] Don't be sorry. I've never been happier. I feel like I've been handed a new life.”
Peter: What would you change about this moment?
Tom Ripley: Nothing.”
Marie: Nobody does the right thing.”
Tom Ripley: Hello Meredith!
Meredith: Oh my God! I hardly even recognized you.
Tom Ripley: Well, you spotted me so you get the reward.”
Peter: God, yes. Though in my case, it's probably a whole building.”
Dickie Greenleaf: Marge, you like everybody.
Tom Ripley: [Imitating in Marge's voice] I like him. [Imitating in Dickie's voice] Marge, you like everybody.”
Tom Ripley: It means we've never shared a bath. I'm cold, can I get in?
Dickie Greenleaf: No.
Tom Ripley: I didn't mean with you in it.
Dickie Greenleaf: Okay, get in. I'm like a prune anyway.”
I don’t know Louis C.K.. I’ve never met him. I’m a fan of his, but I don’t imagine he’s going to do those things again. You know what I mean? I imagine the price that he’s paid at this point is so beyond anything that he — I just think that we have to kind of start delineating between what these behaviors are.”
Tom Ripley: It's just an undercoat.
Dickie Greenleaf: Say again?
Tom Ripley: You know, a primer.
Dickie Greenleaf: That's funny. Margie likes that 'cause she's so white. too.
Marge Sherwood: Yes, I do and you're not funny.”
Tom Ripley: I know. I'm lost, too. I'm going to be stuck in the basement, aren't I, that's my, that's my...terrible, and alone, and dark, and I've lied about who I am, and where I am, and now no-one will ever find me.
Peter: What do you mean... lied about who you are?
Tom Ripley: I always thought it'd be better to be a fake somebody than a real nobody.
Peter: What are you talking about? You're not a nobody. That's the last thing you are.”
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, by the way! And you follow your cock around and now you're getting married! 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? I really, really don't want to be on this boat with you right now. I can't move without you moving. Gives me the creeps.
[enraged by his on-the-fly suspicions]
Dickie Greenleaf: You give me the creeps!”
Tom Ripley: Hardly.
Freddie Miles: Have you done something to your hair?
Tom Ripley: Freddie, do you have something you'd like to say?
Freddie Miles: What? I think I'm saying it. Something's going on. He's either converted to Christianity... or to something else.
Tom Ripley: I suggest you ask Dickie that yourself. Otello's is on delle Croce, just off the Corso.
Freddie Miles: Is it on 'delle Croce, just off the Corso?' You're a quick study, aren't you? Last time you didn't know your ass from your elbow, now you're giving me directions. That's not fair, you probably do know your ass from your elbow. I'll see you.”