All language subtitles for The American Friend (1977) {imdb-tt0075675} ENGLISH ONLY.en

- Who is it?
- It's Ripley.

The door's open.

Believe it or not.

I've been waiting for you
for two months.

How are you doing,
Master Titian?

You son of a bitch,
my name is Pogash.

When did you leave Hamburg?

This morning.

- How's your wife?
- What wife?

- When do you go back?
- Tonight.

I think you're not
a very serious man.

I think this is serious.

I sold one painting.
I'm ready to sell another one.

- How much?
- That's $2,000 for you.

I told you I got a good eye.

Take care of it.
A new one's hard to buy.

Don't you think I know that?

Mm-hmm.

Now, this...

I think I can get
even more for this one.

I could use two of these
in six months.

In six months I can paint five.

Try to sell five.

Two.

Don't be too busy
for a dead painter.

Do you wear that hat in Hamburg?

What's wrong
with a cowboy in Hamburg?

Dedicated to Henri Langlois

It's December 6th...

1976.

There is nothing to fear...

but fear itself.

I know less and less about, uh...

who I am...

or who anybody else is.

Even this river...

This river reminds me
of another river.

Why not?

- In Texas?
- Yeah, in Texas.

Ah.

Are you still bidding?

62,000 marks.

Are you still bidding?

Yep.

- Congratulations, Mr. Winter.
- Thank you.

No. Send it to New York.

I won't be back
till after Christmas.

I'm going into the wilderness
in Canada.

No telephones, no anything.

- Ciao.
- Ciao.

Mr. Winter, are you satisfied?

As always.

Although Jonathan
doesn't like the blue.

May I introduce to...

Mr. Ripley, Mr. Winter.

- Pleasure.
- Mr. Zimmermann.

Ja, ja.
I've heard of you.

Let's go, Allan.
You'll miss your plane.

Hopeless... maybe.

Freeze, mister.

I got a gun.

I want you
to move out real slow...

and keep your arms stretched out
way in front of you.

I want to see your hands.
Real slow, now.

I am waiting for two hours.

Break into my house?

I ought to blow you away.

You know,
I gotta tell you the truth.

The only reason I don't
is because someone might hear me.

I sent you a telegram, Tom.

A telegram, huh?
Now, get your ass inside here.

Someone who would look absolutely
incapable of doing such a thing.

Listen...

I know rock musicians,
I know lawyers...

I know art dealers,
pimps, politicians.

But murder?

I don't want to be involved, period.

It's not that easy, Tom.

You owe me something.
Don't forget.

All right.

But this is crazy, Minot.

We, uh...
We can speak English.

Well, I suggest...

this one, yeah?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Oh.

Mm. Complements the picture.
How long is it gonna take?

Two, three days, ja?

That's fast.

Gantner told me
that you were a good craftsman.

Uh, I admire that.

I've always wanted to be able
to make something with my hands...

but, uh, well...

some people have it
and some people don't.

May I...
May I show you something?

You have to move it. See?

Ah!

Do you like it?

Yeah.

I give it to you.

Really?

Why?

Well, you see,
the last time we met...

my behavior, I, uh...

Well, I wasn't polite.
I don't know.

Bitte. Please, forget it.

I don't like people who...

buy paintings...

as an investment.

Well...

you can count me out.

No.

I count you in.

I'll be back one of these days.

"I was shocked at the news.

"Won't let you down.

Mr. Zimmermann?

- English?
- Yes.

You don't know me,
but I know you very well.

I want to talk with you
about a business.

Are you an art dealer?

In a certain way.

Let's go.

I want to show you something.
We'll take the metro.

I live in Paris.

Briefly...

I need one person eliminated.

Possibly two.

Well, now my cards
are on the table.

- You must be joking.
- Not at all.

Where did you get my name?

Never mind.

Are you interested...

in 250,000 marks
for shooting one man, maybe two?

It's safe and easy.

I don't know
where you might have heard...

that I am a gunman.

You must take me
for somebody else.

No, Mr. Zimmermann.

Listen...

we know you are not going
to live very much longer.

- You've got a wife, a little boy.
- Who told you all that?

Wouldn't you like to leave them
some money when you die?

- This is nonsense.
- I'm afraid it's not.

Maybe your doctor
don't tell you the truth.

But you know the truth?

Listen...

I'm completely informed
about my sickness.

I know I have a blood disease.

I'm sorry, Mr. Zimmermann.
You are not completely informed.

But at least it seems
you know what I'm talking about.

It's your own free choice,
but it's a lot of money.

You could stop working
and enjoy the rest of your life.

I'm not a killer, mister.

Good!

That's just what we need...

someone
who is not connected to us.

The man I want you to shoot,
Mr. Zimmermann...

is a criminal.

- Belongs to the Mafia.
- Now, stop it.

- You're out of your mind.
- Think about it.

I'm staying here all day,
at the Pacific Hotel.

Ah, good morning,
Mr. Zimmermann.

I was expecting your call.
Don't say anything.

Listen...

I have a proposition for you.

Come to Paris and see a doctor
to get a new opinion...

about your state of health.

I already made a date for you
with a hematologist.

There is no obligation for you.

Take the first flight
tomorrow morning at 7:00.

That's why I sent you the money.

Wake up, Mr. Zimmermann.

Excuse me. I'm late.
You had a good flight?

You're feeling well?

I took the appointment for you
at 10:00 at the hospital.

We have no more time to lose.

Rudolf studies medicine.

He will stay with you
and help you...

if there should be any problems.

We go to the American Hospital.

It's the best one in Paris.

World-famous.

Onassis died there. Jean Gabin too.

I don't intend to die here.

I think it's normal
to see another doctor...

in such a serious case.

Stop. Stop.

Dr. Gabriel?

I see.

When was it first diagnosed?

1971. No, '72.

And you've had regular treatments?

Yes.

Where are you from?

Hamburg.

Northern Germany.

This is gonna be painful in any language.

Yes, I know.

Let's do it.

Have you thought
about the other affair?

The proposition I made in Hamburg?

Well, I did not change my mind.

I will call you in the afternoon.

Now we take you to your hotel.

I'm gonna hang
a sign out in my window.

What's it gonna say? "I'm still alive"?

No. "Deliver me from evil."

I'm dead and doing very well.

Andrew Pogash-Derwatt.

I am alive.

- You changed the blue.
- What do you mean?

The last painting I sold...

You changed the blue.
It's different from the others.

How could you tell?

Oh, I couldn't tell.

I got a friend in Hamburg
who told me.

- Did you have trouble selling it?
- Not at all.

So...

just means he's got
a better eye than you.

And not for very much longer,
I'm afraid.

- Yeah? Hello?
- Hello. Jonathan?

I got the report from the hospital.

- I told them to work it out as soon as possible.
- Already?

Yes. A first summary.

Oh, good. This is it.

Why don't you come
to my apartment?

Okay.

It's just on the other side of the river.

If you look out your window,
you can see it.

It's a modern building
on the left of the bridge.

I'm waving with a white shawl.

- Can you see me?
- Yes, I can see you.

All right, Jonathan.
See you later.

I read it, Jonathan.

I'm deeply sorry.

You look pale.

You'd better take this.

It will calm you down.

- I'm very calm.
- Take it.

This is the man.

His name is Samuel Ingraham.

It's an American Jew
from New Jersey. A killer.

You wouldn't guess it
just from the photograph.

Nobody could recognize
an ordinary-looking man...

in a subway crowd
just from a single photograph.

Of course not.
Rudolf is coming with you.

He will show him to you.

The best opportunity...

where he changes...

from one line to another.

Keep the gun in the coat
and shoot like this.

And after the shot...

don't run away.

Take it easy.
Just move like a normal passenger.

Okay?

What's wrong with you?

I'm confused.

Don't try to be a nice guy.

I want to go home.

Let me love you for your money.

I'm confused!

Close the doors,
they'll come in through the windows.

A little older...

a little more confused.

You better watch your step, cowboy.

Mm, I see.

I see.
You say he was shot?

The subway?

In Paris?
No, I didn't have anything...

- Mona!
- Will you repeat that?

Yes.

- I can't hear you.
- Come on!

Speak a little louder. Make it plainer.

I can hear you now.
Go ahead.

That's not my frame, I hope.

It's been one of those days...
for you.

I'm sorry.
Your frame is not ready yet.

- I wasn't here yesterday.
- That's all right.

- Cut your head?
- It's nothing.

But I started to work on your frame.

- Let me see it.
- What?

The frame.

It's in my workshop...

in the back room.

I like this room.

It's got a good feel to it.

It's quiet and peaceful.

It's like you.

I envy you.

The smell of paint and wood.

Must be good to work here.

And when you finish something,
you can see what you've done.

Well, it's not that easy.

Not that... safe and easy.

What do you make?

I make money...

and I travel a lot.

I'm bringing the Beatles
back to Hamburg.

Well, I don't believe you.
It's an old rumor.

This is no rumor.

"Rumor."

Hello?

I take the night train.
I arrive tomorrow morning at 9:40.

I have something
very pleasant for you.

Okay. I'll see you at the station.

There is less than half
of what you promised me.

I told you that
there might be a second case.

I made another date
with a specialist in blood diseases.

- Where?
- Munich.

- When?
- Tomorrow.

- On a Sunday?
- Yes.

It's a private arrangement.

I want you to take the train
back to Hamburg in the afternoon.

There is a man in the train,
I suppose.

Exactly.

Oh, Jonathan...

the first part went so well.

I will see the doctor in Munich.

I will be on the train.

But I will be sleeping
on the train...

and enjoying the ride.

Did you read the papers?

- Yeah. Congratulations.
- To you.

What do you mean?

- It was your idea.
- Shut up!

Oh, you are too sensitive, Tom.

He will do it again.

What?

An American on the train.

Belongs to the other organization.

You never told me about, uh...

any second murder, Minot.

So what?

It will look like revenge
for the murder in the metro...

and that's what I want.

Doesn't make any sense.

And it won't work.
And it's much too dangerous in a train.

This man can't cope with it.

No. You get a professional.

I trust him.

He won't ever do it.

Framed.

That your son?

Daniel.

Danny. Dan.

Look what I found.

Mm-hmm.

- You turn it like...
- Uh-huh.

You just... turn it.

- Well.
- You like it?

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm gonna give it to you.

Why?

Because the last time I saw you,
your behavior was so disgusting...

You know what I mean?

- You restore old paintings, huh?
- Yep.

Some workers at my house today...

badly damaged one of mine.

I'll be home all day tomorrow...

and, uh, maybe you could come by.

No. Tomorrow I can't.

I don't live very far from here.

No. Tomorrow
I have to make a little trip.

I see.

We have to be going.
It'll be half an hour in this traffic.

Have a good trip.

Thank you a lot for your present.

A present?

I gave him one
when he brought the engraving.

You seem to know him well.

It's December 6th...

1976.

There's nothing to fear
but fear itself.

I know less and less about, uh...

who I am...

or who anybody else is.

Get out.

I'll wait for you tomorrow morning.

7:00 in the taxi.

Train station.

Maybe even we can...

as far as Asia is concerned,
send them about 50-75 prints.

I think we can do very well...

if we wrap up
the German coproduction situation.

The big one with the blue hat.

The two others are bodyguards.

I don't know the old one with the girl,
but don't worry.

Do you have the gun
and the other thing?

Did I give you the tickets?

My wife will get the money,
whatever happens to me, yeah?

She will, Jonathan, for sure.

A letter for Zimmermann.
Thank you.

Hi, Jon.

Well, now it looks like
we're gonna have to finish this.

Hey.

Here.

Have a drink of this.

All right!

Yes. Yes.

Knock three times
if everything's okay.

Fifth-round knockout.
Understand what I mean?

No drinking water.

Come out. Quickly, come out!

Come out!

The bodyguard!

Where?

He's coming right back.

The gun... where's the gun?

No, no.

You put it in the blue jacket.

Watch that corridor!

Open the door!

Give me a hand here!
Give me a hand here! Hey!

Okay!

Tomorrow in your shop. Move!

- Move! Move!
- Thank you, Tom. Thank you.

Oh.

Hello?

I'm Jonathan's wife. Who are you?

I cannot talk now. I'm sorry.

This is funny.

They calculated that
between the first and second man...

four minutes must've passed.

You throw a gangster off a train
going 80 miles an hour...

and then throw a second one,
how much time passes between the two...

if the train doesn't
change speed in between?

Right? Four minutes.
Mm-hmm. Yeah.

I guess you'll want
some of the money.

Keep the other half.
I don't want it anyway.

I wanted to prevent a second murder.

But you didn't mind the first.

Ah.

But, uh... you had a choice.

I didn't know how, uh...

insane Minot's plans
were gonna become.

Oh, by the way...

you did the job on the train alone.

I don't want Minot to know
that I was there.

- You were alone.
- You really don't want anything?

I wouldn't know possibly
what I could want from you.

I would like to be your friend.

But friendship isn't possible.

That makes me feel...

very comfortable.

Why did you spread this rumor...

that I am with one foot in the grave?

You remember that day
we were introduced at the auction...

- and you said, "Ja, ja..."
- "I've heard of you."

"I've heard of you."

You said that
in a very nasty way.

That was all?

Isn't that enough?

Hello?

Hello?

Jonathan.

What's gone wrong, Jonathan?

What happened?

They bombed my flat in Paris.
All blew up.

Did you tell anybody about me?

What?

Something wrong in the train?
Why are they after me?

How can they know about me?

I don't know.
Everything went fine.

We killed a man
and one of his bodyguards.

What do you mean, "we"?

Tom and me.

Tom? Tom Ripley?

Yes.

That son of a bitch.

Tom? It's me.
I've got to see you.

I don't know what to do.

Minot was here.

Stay cool,
you know what I mean?

I'm coming now to pick you up.
You hear me?

I almost shot you, man.
Take this and come with me, okay?

Just come with me.

What do you want me to do here?

I want you to stay in there.

'Cause from here...

you can see anybody
approaching the house.

- Take care of it, all right? We know somebody's gonna show up.
- Who?

"Who"? What do I know?
Minot, the Mafia...

I'm on the roof with a gun.

But I don't want to use it
because of the neighbors.

Jonathan?

Jonathan?

I brought you
something to keep you alive.

Like this,
I'm not going to live very much longer.

Give me a cigarette, please.

You must be freezing out there.

I'm thinking about you
all the time.

Get his jacket and his hat.

Ambulance.

What the hell is holding up Angie?

Minot!

Angie?

Jon! Jon!

Just take it!

Run. Run!

You have to drive the second car.

What?

You have to drive the second car.

- Okay.
- Jonathan...

Move over.

It's automatic.
All you have to do is start it...

put it in gear, step on the gas...

steer.

It's gonna be a long road, Jon...

but we're gonna make it.

Oh, shit!

Mrs. Zimmermann, it's all right.

Mrs. Zimmermann...

you can settle
your problems tomorrow.

Then you have plenty of time.

We're in a lot of trouble.
Help us.

Now, if you want
to help your husband...

you'd better drive a car...

and follow us in the ambulance.

Please?

I think
he's too exhausted to do it.

So, Angie,
can't win 'em all, huh?

Should have kept your seatbelt on.

Move back. Move back!

Yeah!

Jonathan! Jonathan!

Stop, Jonathan!

Fucker!

He'll never bring
the Beatles back to Hamburg.

Jonathan!

Jonathan!

Oh, well.

We made it, anyway, Jonathan.

Be careful.