Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So when he makes a promise,

Oh, I don't think so.

I'm not going to say anything--

- Marge, Marge. Please ! - I know you killed Dickie !

and it affects where you stay, and--

So she blames you.

- I hope to. - Good.

Um, I think his theory... is...

I don't know what to believe.

You might want to get that mole on your cheek checked.

[Chanting, indistinct]

There's a private detective on the case now.

Either he's converted to Christianity,

Well, [ Clears Throat ]

You need to mind your own business, Ashhad. You are hacked now, you’re lost.

- [Tom's Voice] Stop it ! - [Dickie's Voice] It's boring.

Why do you think Dickie's father sent him to Europe in the first place ?

He couldn't be faithful for five minutes.

Can you imagine, though, if he did kill Freddie, what that must be like ?

- What ? - I'd pay you.

But you-- No one has seen Signor Ripley since San Remo.

The way it works here, it's better to be less volatile.

if I can remember the name of the hotel he was staying at--

Is he accusing me ? Ask him if he's accusingme.

You don't want to, dear.

Signor Greenleaf.

around the bay,

- [ Screaming ] - Marge ?

[Meredith] Okay.

Margie likes that 'cause she's so white too.

you wear his clothes, and his father picks up the tab.

[Tom] Mr. Greenleaf?

saw Dickie removing license plates from a red sports car.

[ Chuckles ] Where's Dickie ?

It's, you know, humiliating.

Oh, no, no. We're brothers.

- Yes, it is. - Marge.

Didn't I tell you San Remo was crazy ?

- Tom Ripley. - Do you know Tom Ripley ?

[Whispering] Tom is crushing me.

Stop ! Stop Stop !

What is the word ?

I was just fooling around.

Get on. I'll take you to him.

- Si, signor. - I want to speak to Thomas Ripley.

We've had a great run though, haven't we ?

I have to run ! I'm very late !

How are you ? What are you doing in Rome ?

There were probably a hundred people renting a boat that day.

You asked me all these questions and you already read this suicide note ?

been trying to give my tickets away.

You no longer should consider yourself obligated to us in any way.

May I ask you--

There's a club-- It's not a club, it's a cellar.

- Which is-- - Emily.

and put it in your purse for a rainy day.

That is a good thing.

Christmas, weíre planning a skiing trip to Cortina.

Your room's upstairs at the back.

Today you're getting married ? That's absurd.

I don't know. What's the name of your sailboat ?

and I hope that you can fill in some more blanks for me.

Anyway, I don't even want to think about New York.

You're a lost cause. That's the next thing to deal with.

I'm Meredith, by the way.

America's like a fog.

Ask me what I want to change about this moment.

I-- I feel like I've been handed a new life.

[ Horn Sounding ]

He also intends to transfer a good portion...

To Mongibello and the happiest days of my life.

Persuade my son to come home ?

- I'm so cabin-crazy with Mongi. - I know. I was there.

I'd sing to her

- Sir. - We'll see you at the shipyard.

I'm just kidding.

When you have his attention, you feel you're the only person in the world.

It is a little coarse, yes.

My funny Valentine.

- Did you speak to Tom ? - November 7 is my information.

[ Italian ] You understand, I must ask you...

Such low class, Marge. Does this guy know anything ?

Yes, uh, maybe in the morning ?

I'd come back in the new year under my own steam.

I'd like to talk to Tom alone.

to give the Italians any information about Dickie's past.

[Dickie] He's drowning me! He's drowning me!

The landlady, as far as I could tell--

What do you mean ? They've sent for someone from Rome ?

I thought I saw you there.

- Cold beer. Thank you, Dad. - Okay.

Who are you ? Huh ? Some third-class mooch ? Who are you ?

Hope I didn't complicate matters.

We're planning a skiing trip to Cortina

ERIC, HOW’S THE PUKA?

[ Exhales ] I knew it.

Oh, yes. Jazz. Oh, jazz. Let's face it.

- Tomorrow. - [ Italian ]