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The Talented Mr. Ripley Quotes

“Good things about Mr. Ripley? Could take some time. Tom is talented. Tom is tender... Tom is beautiful... Tom is a mystery. Tom is not a nobody. Tom has secrets he doesn't want to tell me, and I wish he would. Tom has nightmares. That's not a good thing. Tom has someone to love him. That is a good thing. Tom is crushing me. Tom is crushing me... Tom, you're crushing me!”
— Peter Smith-Kingsley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Good Things, talented, Tender, Secrets, Mystery
“You killed Dickie! I know it was YOU!”
— Marge Sherwood, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Murder, accusation
“Marge Sherwood: Why do I think there's never been a Ripley rainy day?

Tom Ripley: What?

Marge Sherwood: [leans closer] I know it was you.”
— Marge Sherwood, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Rainy Day, suspicion
“Dick? Dickie? I know you can hear me. What am I doing, chasing you around...? I was going to say I would count to three and if you didn't open the door, but I won't count any more. On you. I won't count on you any more. Whatever it is, whatever you've done or haven't done, you've broken my heart. That's one thing I know you're guilty of, and I don't know why, I don't know why, I just don't know why...”
— Marge Sherwood, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Chasing, Pursuing
“Why is it when men play they always play at killing each other?”
— Marge Sherwood, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Misandry, toxic masculinity
“Marge Sherwood: Tom was telling me about his journey over. Made me laugh so hard I almost got a nosebleed.

Dickie Greenleaf: Is that good?

Marge Sherwood: Shut up.

Dickie Greenleaf: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm despicable. But I love you. Do you love me?”
— Dickie Greenleaf, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: despicable, nosebleed
“I could fuck this ice box, I love it so much.”
— Dickie Greenleaf, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Fuck, ice box
“Dickie Greenleaf: How could it take an hour to find an ambulance?

Marge Sherwood: She was already dead, darling.

Dickie Greenleaf: I don't know why people say this country is civilized. It isn't. It's fucking primitive!”
— Dickie Greenleaf, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: ambulance, primitive, civilized
“Tom Ripley: That ring is superb.

Marge Sherwood: Oh, Tom, I love you! See?

Dickie Greenleaf: I had to promise, capital P, to never take it off. Otherwise I'd give it to you.

Marge Sherwood: Isn't it great? I found it in Naples. I had to bargain for it for about two weeks!

Dickie Greenleaf: Uh, I hope it wasn't cheap, Marge?

Marge Sherwood: Oh, it was!”
— Dickie Greenleaf, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: naples, wedding ring, wedding vow
“Tom Ripley: [imitating Dickie's father] 'Oh yes, jazz... it's just insolent noise.'

Dickie Greenleaf: I feel like he's here. Horrible. Like the old bastard is here right now! [pause in disbelief, Dickie moves in to hold Tom's hand] Brilliant. How do you know him ?”
— Dickie Greenleaf, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Jazz, Noise, disbelief
“Freddie Miles: Oh God! Don't you want to fuck every woman you see just once?

Dickie Greenleaf: Just once?

Freddie Miles: Absolutely, once. Ciao.

Dickie Greenleaf: Tom Ripley. Freddie Miles.

Freddie Miles: I mean, hey, if I'm late think what her husband's saying.

Dickie Greenleaf: You look gorgeous.

Freddie Miles: As always.”
— Dickie Greenleaf, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Fuck, Manwhore, skirt chaser
“You know, without the glasses you're not even ugly.”
— Dickie Greenleaf, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: glasses, ugly, Backhanded Compliments
“Now you'll find out why Ms. Sherwood shows up for breakfast, Tom. It's not love, it's my coffee machine.”
— Dickie Greenleaf, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Love, Coffee
“Dickie Greenleaf: Everybody should have one talent, what's yours?

Tom Ripley: Forging signatures, telling lies... impersonating practically anybody.

Dickie Greenleaf: That's three, nobody should have more than one talent.”
— Dickie Greenleaf, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Talent, forgery, lying
“Tom Ripley: Ask me what I'd change about this moment.

Peter: What would you change about this moment?

Tom Ripley: Nothing.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Contentment
“That scent you're wearing... I bought that for you, not Dickie. The thing about Dickie... so many things... That day when he was late coming back from Rome? I tried to tell you this. He was with another girl. I'm not talking about Meredith, either. Another girl who we met in a bar. He couldn't be faithful for five minutes. So when he makes a promise, it doesn't mean what it means when you make a promise, or I make a promise. He has so many realities, Dickie, and he believes them all. He lies, he lies, and that's his... and half the time he doesn't even realize he's doing it!”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Rome, Girls, promises
“Dickie Greenleaf: You're so white! Have you ever seen a guy so white, Marge? Grey, actually.

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, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: white, paint, that's not funny
“Tom Ripley: Nothing is more naked than your handwriting. See how nothing's quite touching the line? That's vanity.

Dickie Greenleaf: Well, we certainly know that that's true.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: handwriting, Vanity
“Tom Ripley: Don't you just take the past, and put it in a room in the basement, and lock the door and never go in there? That's what I do.

Peter: God, yes. Though in my case, it's probably a whole building.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: The Past, Forgetting The Past, Moving On
“Meredith: Dickie?

Tom Ripley: Hello Meredith!

Meredith: Oh my God! I hardly even recognized you.

Tom Ripley: Well, you spotted me so you get the reward.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Reward
“Marge Sherwood: [about Tom Ripley] I like him.

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, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: you like everybody, mimicking
“Marge Sherwood: I don't believe a single word you've said.

Tom Ripley: You're shivering, Marge. Look at you, Marge. Can I hold you? Will you let me hold you?”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Distrust, shivering, Hold Me
“Dickie Greenleaf: We're all only children. What does that mean?

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.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Children, shared bath
“Meredith: [sheepish] I'm sorry, I wouldn't have made a joke if...

Tom Ripley: [cuts her off] Don't be sorry. I've never been happier. I feel like I've been handed a new life.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: New Life, happier, I'm Sorry
“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, 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, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: mooch, forgiveness, Cock, Fuck
“You're the brother I never had. I'm the brother you never had. I would do anything for you, Dickie.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Brother, Loyalty
“Freddie Miles: In fact the only thing that looks like Dickie is you.

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.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Christianity, Conversion, quick study, ass from elbow
“If I could just go back... if I could rub everything out... starting with myself.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Regret, erase the past
“And that's the irony, Marge. I loved you. You may was well know it, Marge: I loved you. I don't know... maybe it's grotesque of me to say this now, so just write it on a piece of paper or something and put it in your purse for a rainy day. 'Tom loves me.' 'Tom loves me.'”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: Irony, Love
“Peter: Sorry, I'm completely lost.

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.”
— Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Tagged: basement, lost, Alone, dark
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