All language subtitles for RipleysGame (2002)

Lovely.

Beautiful.

You're stoned and you're late.

Quality is numero uno.

Is it everything?

Is it
everything?

Everything is you, Tommy.

♫ Everything is you ♫

♫ You are everything ♫

♫ Tommy, you are everything ♫

♫ Today I saw somebody
who looked just like you. ♫

You're not planning
on singing me through the door, are you?

I got a 'Cor-reg-gio' in here.

Well, you're not coming in.

- I'm fucking coming in.
- No,

because it's not a 'Cor-reg-gio,'

it's a Correggio.

Just like it's not 'tah-co,'
but taco.

Not 'pah-sto,' but pasta.

See? Your entire education
comes from 'Classic Car' magazine.

And you're dressed like
you're on a condom run for the mob.

And by the way, it isn't a Correggio,
it's a fake Rembrandt.

Until you know that,
you're not coming in with me.

Don't fuck me over here, prat.

Don't threaten me,
I'm not the one wearing an earring.

Yeah, who is this?

I'll be waiting over there.

Yes, it's Tom Ripley.

Welcome.

I've always wanted to meet
the man behind the...

- Scurrilous rumors?
- Reputation.

I've heard so many things.
Please.

Who knows, some of them may
even be true.

Oh, that's fabulous.

I did manage to find you
a Guercino.

Fantastic.

Look at the energy
in that line.

The two Parmigianino.

Really stunning.

This is extremely rare.

Okay.

$1.2 million.

- That's what we agreed.
- What we agreed?

Your partner called me
at the beginning of the week.

- Reeves?
- Yes.

- More pet than partner.
- He's rather persuasive.

I had no intention
of paying more than 900K.

Uh-huh. But since
you spoke with him,

I've had the opportunity
to peruse the drawings

a little
more carefully myself.

This Rembrandt figure
is pretty worthless.

- I'm not discounting for that.
- I hope not.

Because you'll sell it
as genuine for 300,000,

the Guercino, 400,000,

the Parmigianino's 650 for the pair.

When you add in the others,

you'll clear $3 million easily, no?

- I want $2 million.
- $2 million?

You must be kidding?
We had a deal.

You had a deal with Reeves,
not with me.

- 1.3-- finish.
- $2 million or forget it.

Out of the question. I wish you people
wouldn't waste my time.

- You people?
- Terry, Mr Ripley's about to leave.

Please don't touch those.

Leave them.

Terry!

- He's dead! You killed him.
- Shut up!

- Don't shoot.
- Shut up.

Be still.

Here's the deal--

I'll take your offer--
$1.2 million.

But due to the volatility
of the market...

I'm going to take several
of the drawings with me.

Is that clear?

- It's up to you.
- That's true.

So, perhaps
I'll just take all of them.

Would you like to keep
the folder?

It's real leather.

Don't follow me.

That is a lovely
Icarus.

He flew too close
to the sun, no?

Sorry about your friend.

- How did it go?
- Very well.

Yeah?

It takes a long time
to count $1.2 million.

It's yours.

What, you don't want your cut?

No, I don't.
You made the deal.

- All this fucking money?
- No, no, no.

I wouldn't have even got 1.2

if you hadn't called him first.

Anyway, this way, after you pay Nicholas
for the drawings,

- you'll still have $400,000.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

It's not that
I don't trust you,

but I don't
fucking trust you.

Fucking hell.

Yes, consider it a gift from Professor
Ripley's finishing school.

Because we're finished.
Be well.

Ciao.

You're a gentleman.

You're a fucking
honest man.

See ya.

Fantastico.

- It's beautiful.
- It's an incredibly rare piece.

- May I ask you what you paid?
- Yes, you can.

- How long to get it ready?
- Ready?

We need at least
six weeks to make it playable.

You have 13 days.

It's a surprise.

- Morning.
- I brought the picture.

Oh, good.
Thank you.

Listen, I don't know
if you'd be interested,

but my wife and I are having a few
people over for drinks later on.

You'd be most welcome.

Lovely.
That's very kind of you.

It's third place
on the left

- past the restaurant.
- Great, maybe we'll see you later.

- Ciao.
- Ciao.

Yeah, I hope so.

I had to mortgage the house
to buy these truffles.

So you leave
a little bit for us.

- I will make a risotto.
- Perfect.

- The best you ever had.
- I'm sure.

Tom _!

- Ciao.
- Do you know Jonathan?

Well, I'd like to think
if I were gate crashing,

I'd be somewhere else.

- Have you met his wife?
- No.

Come.

- Sarah?
- Yeah?

This is Tom Ripley.
Tom, this is Sarah.

- Hi, Tom, nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

. L..
- Marone.

The best.
Thank you.

- May I help?
- That'd be great.

And where's Louisa?

She's preparing her concert in Vicenza.
She sends her apologies.

Louisa Harari,
a very gifted harpsichordist.

How wonderful.
Thank you.

- Scusate.
- Si.

- Excuse me.
- Thank you.

You hungry, Tom?
Sandwich?

- No, thanks.
- I wish I could play something,

or paint,
or do anything creative.

You knitted
your sweater?

- I did.
- Well, that's very--

What?

- Creative.
- Mommy.

Mm-hmm?

- This is Matthew.
- Hello, Matthew.

- Is it your birthday?
- No.

- It's Jonathan's.
- Oh, I see.

Have you seen Ripley's place?

Yeah, I've seen it.

Bloody philistine
American.

You know, he's ruined
that Piilean villa.

Restored the heart
and soul out of it.

See, that's the trouble
with Ripley.

Too much money
and no taste.

Oh. hi.
You're here, then.

Excellent.
We were hoping you'd come.

Why?

Well, to--

to add spice
to the evening.

Meaning?

You're a bit
of a local personality.

Meaning?

People have heard
about you.

Meaning?

Nothing.

Just...

nothing.

Jonathan, what happened
to the coffee?

Uh, it's..

It's coming.

- Is everything okay?
- Yeah.

Great.

Maria...

that's what the Italiano
and the English have in common.

Plain, simple food.

Eggs and butter, sunny side up.
Perfecto.

Mr Ripley-

The lord of the manor himself.

What a pleasant surprise.

Come here.
Oh...

you beautiful man.

I missed you.

What's the matter
with your face?

He doesn't want you
to know he's glad to see me.

He is.
See, that's the thing about Ripley.

He's a Yank,
but he's a Yank with class.

He's got culture, which is more than
you can say for me.

But deep down inside,

he's bloody well overjoyed
to see me, aren't you?

Absolutely, squire.

Maria, you can go home,
we'll look after ourselves.

No, no, no. She can--
some eggs.

I'm just showing her
a few culinary tips.

She's the best cook
in the Veneto.

I'll bet she is.

But eggs is eggs.

Didn't I ask you
to never come near me?

- Yes, you did.
- Ever?

But I forgive you, Tom.

I trust there is no chance
you were followed here, my liege?

I told her to light
a fire in the library.

- Lovely.
- Buona sera.

- Buona sera.
- Buona sera, Maria.

Remember those drawings
in Berlin?

I made, what was it,
400 grand,

and you made several
fucking million?

And here you are...

Professor Ripley's
finishing school,

nicely tucked away.

Nice and safe.

I like it.

Please?

Thank you.

Ohh. Yeah,
you spent the money well.

Always.

It's a lot of wood.

Very flammable.

Oh, shit.

A bit of grease-proof
and a hot iron should do that.

I'll sort it out for you
later on.

Mmm.

Exquisite, though.

I like your wife.
She fucking hates me.

In my book, that makes her a good woman.
You're a lucky man.

I don't know which
I dislike more,

your admiration
or your envy.

Envy? It's not envy.
I'm doing alright.

Great.

I got three clubs
and a restaurant in Berlin.

Great.

Business is very good.

And I don't pay one penny
for protection, either.

I'm chuffed.

Do you want to tell me
what you want,

or do you want
some truffling pig

to find you dead somewhere
in a month or two?

Let me tell you
something, Tom.

I've got a couple
of problem neighbors.

Business competitors...

that need deregulating.

But I can't be seen
to be involved.

That's the thing with Berlin--
everyone knows everyone.

Who died, who did it,

who's next.

Now if I want
to play this safe,

I'm going to need someone
that's not connected.

An innocent.

- You want me to do it?
- Yes.

Why me?

Well, somebody's got to do it.

An outsider, ideally.

But someone who knows
how to play the game.

Even somebody's who's been
on the sidelines for a while.

Why not someone
who's never played?

50 grands a lot
of money for an amateur.

Innocence is expensive.

Once you've digested
your eggs,

why don't you avail yourself

of one of our lovely little
hotels in the area, okay?

You're an arrogant bastard.

Always was,
always will be.

Why was he here?

He wants me
to kill someone.

- Why did he ask you?
- Because I can.

I know you can, silly.

You can sew, too.

And...

why does he want
this person killed?

I assume he's desperate.

His restaurants are failing,

his nightclub's in free-fall.

He's involved in
some kind of squalid turf war.

You can't do that.

You can't run off to Berlin
to assassinate people.

He's a fantasist.
I'm not an assassin.

- And how was the party?
- Smashing.

I knew you'd hate it.

- Isn't it sad about him?
- Who?

The picture framer.

- He's got leukemia.
- Hmm.

Is drunken pomposity
a symptom?

No.

He's just English.

He's very ill, Tom.
He's dying.

It's a shame.

Is it?

Reeves.

Yes, I've been reflecting
on your problem,

your talent search.
Mm-hmm.

And I think I might
have come up with someone.

Uh-huh.

Well, he's as innocent
as a newborn lamb.

But I think under
all that soft white fleece...

he might be capable.

- Jonathan Trevanny.
- Mr Trevanny,

my name is Peter Wister.

I work for a European-wide
headhunting agency.

We offer highly lucrative,
short-term contracts

with people such
as yourself.

Well, I'm terribly sorry,

you've made a mistake.
I'm a--

I'm a picture framer.

I have a small shop.

No, no, no. There's no mistake,
I can assure you.

How did you
get my name?

Listen, can I suggest
we meet for coffee

at the Cipriani,
say around about 12:00 noon?

I promise you, it'll be to your
considerable financial advantage.

You know, organized crime

wrecks the lives of millions
of innocent people every year.

And someone needs
to do something about it.

What exactly are you after?

The job will take a maximum
of two days.

And then we pay you
50 grand.

How much?

$50.000.

- Guaranteed.
- For two days?

- What's the work?
- To kill an extremely evil man.

To kill. What?

There's absolutely
no risk involved.

Wait a minute.

This is some sort of joke.

Joke? You think this
is a fucking joke?

This ain't 'Candid Camera.'
There's no hidden cameras.

I'm being straight with you.

- A fucking joke?
- I'm sorry.

You've, um...

you've definitely got
the wrong person.

- No, I don't think so.
- Where did you get my name?

We've done a search.

If this isn't a joke,
it's a bizarre mistake.

Please, please,
forget you ever met me.

And I promise you
I won't say anything

about this to anyone, alright?

$50.000.
That's a lot of money.

You have a beautiful son.

Look, Jonathan,
you're fucking dying

of chronic myeloid leukemia.

- What?
- It's like I said before.

You should listen.
We do our homework.

If you change your mind,
I'll be here for a couple of days.

Come and see me.

- Hello?
- Tom.

- He's a wanker.
- Of course he's a wanker.

You wanted innocent.
That's comes with the territory.

- So your boy's going to deliver, is he?
- Of course.

I stand by my original
judgement.

- What did you offer?
- $50,000, like a wanker.

Double it.
I'll pay the difference.

What, you have $50,000?

You Okay?

- You look really pale.
- Just a bit shakey, that's all.

What's wrong?
Did something happen?

Well, I just bumped
into a total stranger

who knew I had
myeloid leukemia.

The whole fucking
world seems to know.

We do live
in a very small town.

Yes, I know.

You should talk about it.

It's not something
to be ashamed of.

I didn't say it was.

Don't be so hard
on yourself.

God, I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

It's okay.

- I'm scared.
- I know you are.

I just wish everything
were different.

I wish you didn't have
that job.

Shh...

We need the money.

Hmm.
Buon giorno.

Look... please.

I really must apologize
for upsetting you yesterday.

- That's not what I want.
- Then please leave!

When you come to Berlin,
I'll arrange for a second opinion.

Top specialist.
One of the top hospitals in Germany.

Absolutely no obligation,
I promise you.

I don't need another second opinion.

Everybody needs a second opinion.

You know, twice in my life,

doctors have pronounced me
either dead or dying

but I'm still here.
Look at me.

Look at me.

I'm still here.

Now, in addition,
I've been authorized

to increase the original offer.

$ 100. 000.

Look, I'm sorry.

Thank you very much
for your time.

Please call me.

Hey, can I give you a ride?

No, thanks.
I walk.

- I'll drive you.
- I like to walk.

Indulge me.

Thanks for the party,
it was lovely.

- How are you?
- Fine.

It's none of my business,
but I know you're not.

I'm sorry.
I'm sure it can't be easy

- to talk about these things.
- Well...

no, it's not, as a matter of fact.

- But I did just want to say--
- Thank you.

There's not much
one can say.

- Do you have a specialist?
- Yes.

Dr Gianni.

- Where is he?
- Here.

- Here in the clinic?
- Yes.

Oh, I see.

- They're a perfectly competent team.
- I'm sure.

He's a beautiful little boy.

Thank you.

I'm afraid if l had
a little boy like that,

I'd do anything
for him.

Anything-

Well, I'm trying to do.

I'm sure you are.

- Thanks for the lift.
- Cheers.

Oh, by the way.

I didn't realize
the occasion the other night.

Happy belated birthday.

They're a mixture,

so you never know
what's gonna come up.

But that's the beauty
of planting things.

Thank you.

Take care.

I've been thinking
about something

someone at the clinic
said to me.

I might go in to see this man.

I think you should.

Daddy, are you going
away forever?

Not quite yet.

But Mommy said
you will.

Mommy may be right.

But not this time.

All finished.

Is Jonathan away for long?

No, not long.

- Where did you say he'd gone?
- To Berlin.

He...

I don't know
how much...

How much I... drink?

Bathe? Workout?

How much you know
about Jonathan's condition.

Nothing.
I'm an innocent.

Jonathan has chronic
myeloid leukemia.

My God, you're kidding.
I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

So this opportunity for him
to get a second opinion came up

with this research
foundation.

He doesn't talk about it,
but I know he's angry.

He's angry because...

he'll probably die soon,

while the rest of us
go on living.

And he's angry
to be so young.

And he's angry he might not see
Matthew grow up.

And what about you?

Are you angry?

Sometimes.

I love him completely,
but...

there's a part of me...

I feel will be glad
when it's all over,

and that's a terrible
thing to say.

I don't think you could
even say anything that terrible...

or think it.

I think what you feel
isn't terrible at all.

And I think Jonathan's
very, very fortunate

to have someone like you.
And I imagine he knows it.

- How was it?
- The exam?

- Thorough.
- When do you get your results?

In the morning.

Dr Wentzel is one of the best.

I don't like doctors, myself.

They give me
the fucking creeps.

Hey.

Now this is what
we're going to do--

in the morning you're gonna go
and get your medical results.

Then you're gonna come
and see me.

You're gonna tell me
what you want.

A, I can drive you
straight to the airport

and put you on
a plane for home, or B,

we can do the other thing.

The other thing.

Yeah.

Meet me here at 9:00.

I'll get you on a plane
in the afternoon.

You'll be going home
100 grand richer.

It's your decision.
It's not a problem.

I'll see you tomorrow.

So...

how was your evening?

Not without interest.

Mm-hmm.

And how did you play it?

By ear.

Well, I hope.

A nice.

Steady rhythm.

I didn't play
the whole piece.

No.

Why not?

Turn over and I'll tell you.

No way.

I want to know now.

Turn over and I'll tell you.

Was she too easy?

Turn over
and I'll tell you.

Now tell me.

I have your test results here,
Mr Trevanny.

And they don't appear
to tell us anything new.

After the bone marrow
transplant you had last year,

you went
into a partial remission

and then relapsed to the chronic phase
two months ago.

These latest tests only show
what I think you already know.

Your situation, unfortunately,
remains grave.

So what do you want of me?

A future.

I can't give you that.

It is, I feel,
not in my brief.

How long will you stay
in Berlin?

Not long.

- I wish you luck.
- I may need it.

How much have you
given me now?

You get 50 grand up front,
and 50 grand later.

If you weren't so polite,
you'd count it.

How do you use this?
I've never used one of these before.

- You screw that into the barrel.
- Like this?

- Yeah, just screw it.
- Okay.

And where do I shoot him?

Just point the gun
and pull the trigger.

You don't have
to be a brain scientist.

It's him.

He usually wears
those horrible gold-rim glasses

and a great big fuck off
Russian furry hat, you know.

They had to kill
three bears to make that.

Now his name
is Leopold Belinsky--

a fucking Russian.

He left Moscow a year ago
and set up shop here in Berlin,

running prostitutes

and drugs
out of his clubs.

The prostitutes
keep getting younger and younger,

while the drugs
keep getting fucking harder.

This scumbag is totally
out of order.

You take him out,

and decent people
will call you a fucking saint.

I learned that once a week,
regular as clockwork,

he visits the zoo.

He always ends up
in the insect room.

That's what
his real friends are.

You know, bugs,
creepy-crawlies, slimy fucking things,

just like himself.

That's where
you'll find him.

There's no one else in there
at that time of day.

Kids are all at school.

Excuse me, sir.

It's okay,
I just came to get my things.

No, no, no, stay.

I'm just going.

- Hello?
- Hi, Tommy!

Guess what?

Your wanker,
he did the business.

Yeah.

Jonathan?

Hello.

I didn't expect you
till morning.

Well, it is morning.

It's so great to be back.

Ta-da!

Jonathan.

God, it's beautiful.

- We can't afford this.
- Hmm.

So what happened?
What did he say?

What did who say?

The specialist.

Oh, him.

Well, he said...

nothing's changed.

It's no worse.

Oh.

Hello.

Hey.

Buon giorno.

- How are you?
- Very well, thanks.

- You?
- Life goes on.

And more importantly,
I finally found

something to go
in the downstairs powder room.

- Sara said you called 'round.
- Yeah.

- We missed you.
- Yeah, sorry.

She said you went to...
where? Berlin?

- Yeah.
- Yeah? Productive trip?

Interesting.

What do you make
of these?

For a hallway?

Nice.

- Very nice.
- Yeah, I thought so.

Matthew, have you--
have you finished?

'Cos we need
to get ready for work.

Big boys eat their cereal.

Pronto.

Uh, no.

No.

Who was that?

- Wrong number.
- What, again?

Hmm.

Prego.

No, no, no, more. More.

How you doing?
No, more.

Do you want
something to eat?

- No, thanks, I've eaten.
- No, more.

How do you feel?

Grazie.

All I want
is what you owe me.

This is fucking fantastic.

Please, may I have
the rest of my money?

- Thank you.
- My pleasure.

- You want some more?
- More what?

More of what you fancy.
That's the beauty of money.

You can turn it
into all sorts.

Listen, I-- I couldn't.

What I did, I wouldn't--

- I couldn't do it again.
- That's a fucking shame,

'cos there's
another 50 grand.

And I suspect
so much easier.

I'd rather
we didn't meet again.

That's the problem
with matters such as this.

The trouble starts
when the job is only half done.

Even bastards
have friends.

Even dead bastards.

- What are you talking about?
- I'm just saying,

you can't go running
about shooting people,

if you don't expect
to tidy things up.

Not if you value
your life.

My life?

Well, I wouldn't go on any family
picnics if I was you, you know?

Where were you?

I took the car
to the garage.

It wasn't pulling.

Massimo says it isn't
worth repairing.

Great.

So what do we do?

We... buy a new one.

With what?

Listen, there's--

there's something
I've been keeping from you.

I know.

This medical research
foundation,

they actually gave me
a few thousand dollars.

I thought I'd save it
for a rainy day.

But I have to go back.

What for?

They're starting another
clinical trial

with a new drug.
They'd pay me again.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- I didn't want you to worry.

- 'Cos it's dangerous?
- No, no. Just--

it just might not work.

But at least we'd have a car.

Jonathan, they wouldn't
pay you so much if there wasn't a risk.

There is no risk.
And it wouldn't be for long.

Don't go. okay?

You don't need a car.

Hello.

Oh, sorry. Scusi.
Scusi. Shh.

I need to talk to you outside.

Oh, fuck.

Scusi.

Please,
it's a beautiful song.

Ciao.

Hello?
I'll call you later.

Here you are.

It's a garrotte.

- Yeah, I know what it is.
- Signature of old Belinsky.

When they find this 'round the neck
of his chief business rival,

they'll think Belinsky's
boys did it

and start a war between the Ukrainians
and the Russians,

leaving the field clear
for yours truly.

Correct if I'm wrong,
but you want Trevanny

to strangle
a Ukrainian mob boss

on the Berlin
to Dusseldorf express

with a little piece
of dental floss?

Yeah.
Well, more or less.

He's not that keen on it,
but I think we can talk him into it.

He's not going to do it.

- No?
- He did it once.

And very well.

Once is enough.
I won't let him.

- No?
- No. Game over.

Game over?

Who the fuck are you?
Who do you think you are?

This isn't a game,
this is my fucking livelihood.

I said no.

Alright.

Hello?

Jonathan Trevanny.

- Jonathan?
- Per favore lasciati un messagio.

You said in the restaurant
it would be so much easier.

You didn't say anything
about strangling anybody.

I've never heard of anything
so bloody stupid.

I couldn't strangle anybody
even if I wanted to.

I mean, look at me.
Look at me!

It's not a matter
of brute strength,

it's a matter of applying
the right pressure to the right point.

Now you can do it,
you know you can.

Jonathan.

Fuck.

Jonathan, wait!

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Just fucking do it.

Otherwise...

your family's going
to fucking die before you do.

Don't fuck with me.

They're coming.

He takes that train
twice a week for business.

He has prostate problems,

so he spends half the trip
in the toilet.

You've got
a master key to it.

And that's where
you'll do him.

You got a garrotte,

but you also got a gun,
just in case.

But-- this is very important,
listen to me.

It's very important.

You have to use
the garrotte.

Let's be optimistic
and say we won't need that.

The noose, please.

And stick around,
I'll need your help.

Thank you. Ciao.

Has he come back?

Jesus.

This is a non-smoking car?

How rude.

Listen, if he doesn't
come back soon,

we may have to wait
till after Dusseldorf,

though I hope not.

And, uh-- oh, wait.

Keep my watch,
'cos if it breaks,

I'll kill everyone
on this train.

Listen, I'm going
to take him inside here

to make my adjustments, okay?

You wait outside,
you say that your wife is in there

and she's very ill.

Go into the corridor
and wait there facing that way.

When he comes toward you,
you turn and you look at me.

You walk through these doors
and stop there, okay?

No matter what he does, just stop,
I'll take care of the rest. Go on.

I'm sorry,
my wife's in there.

She's being sick.

Tom.

Jesus, is he dead?

I don't know.

Get his legs in!

Tom. Tom!

Tom, the other guy
is coming now.

- What? Are you sure?
- Yes, he's coming now.

I'm sorry,
I don't speak German.

I'm waiting.

Hello?

Hello?
Anybody in?

It never used to be so crowded
in first class.

We could use this.

Can I have some more?

Jonathan, I don't want
to rush you,

but the flight
to Milan leaves

in a little over an hour.

Please, it's no rush.

I realize I've had
over 20 minutes

to adjust to becoming
one of Europe's most wanted.

And I'm extremely aware
of how ludicrous

I must seem to you
with my heaving and my shaking

and my positively
shockingly awful normalness.

I do hope that you will
forgive me.

I can't look at my son.

I can't look at my son.

I can't explain

how I made $100,000.

And I fear, I really, really fear

that I am, in fact, ill.
I'm not well.

I'm from Immigration.

Wait outside, please!

- OK, I'm going.
- Thank you.

I know I should thank you,

because I wouldn't be alive now
if you hadn't helped me,

but I can't say it.

I can't say...
thank you.

I don't know
anything about you.

Who are you?

I'm a creation.

I'm a gifted improviser.

I lack your conscience.

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 not.
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.

If you lack my conscience,

then why did you
help me on the train?

I don't know.
But it doesn't surprise me.

The one thing I know is
that we're constantly being born.

Why me?

Why did you pick me?!

Partly because you could.

Partly because
you insulted me.

But mostly
because that's the game.

We have get this flight.

Shall we?

What's going on?

Where did this come from?

You--.

- You wouldn't believe me.
- Try me.

- I won it.
- You won it?

Yes.
Roulette.

- Roulette?
. In..

- Since when did you play roulette?
- In Berlin.

- Don't lie to me.
- Doctor--

Dr Wentzel,
he took us to a casino.

What is that,
some kind of therapy?

No, we went in
with a few thousand marks.

It's true.

You won a small fortune,
and you thought,

'l know, I won't tell Sarah.
I'll hide it under the sink.'

Yes-- well, no.

- I wanted it to be a surprise.
- What were you doing with Tom Ripley?

Tom Ripley. He--
I met him at the airport.

He was coming from Milan.

He offered
to give me a lift.

Anyway, Dr Wentzel,
he has this system.

You put a few thousand
on the red.

- If you lose, you double the stake--
- Don't lie to me!

Whatever it is you're doing,
I won't be bloody lied to!

- You don't believe me?
- No.

Listen, I go through
all that exhausting crap

with doctors again-- again,
hoping against hope,

looking for some glimmer.
Some glimmer!

And then I get an incredible stroke
of luck--

first time in my life,
never before--

and what happens is that you,
you accuse me of lying to you!

You accuse me
of lying to you!

I mean, look!
I have some money!

Money- for you and for me
and for Matthew.

And money, it's what's
important, isn't it?

Money is what's important,
isn't it?!

Where did you find it?

In a chicken coop
outside Pisa.

I had them completely rebuild the legs
and strip all the emulsion off.

I can't, it's--
I just can't.

Give me a moment.

Stop it.

Never touch her again.

She's too good for you.

I know.

- What's Wrong?
- One of them"; still alive.

- How do you know?
- I heard it on World News.

Jesus... I always figured you
for a talk-radio man.

Okay, I guess I didn't strangle him
long enough.

It's not like a garrotte comes
with a manual.

One of them got a very,
very good look at me.

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. Bye.

What about my family?

I'm just worried
about my family.

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.

Yeah?

Shit, it's not Reeves!

Where is he?

Nein, nein!

He was here.

Follow him...

But don't kill him.

Let us all take this time

to pay a well-deserved homage

to the ever
and ever rising souffle

- of Tom Ripley.
- Oh... yes!

- Look at that.
- Bravo!

- Si.
- Tom...

- you are the perfect housewife.
- That's true.

I should marry you.

It's okay.

Yes, I already had three
wrong calls today.

Oh, yeah?

Hello?

Reeves.

Yeah?
How the--

Oh no.

What are
you doing here?

Don't get arsey, Tom.

So they located you
in Berlin?

How they found out,
I don't know.

And now you lead them
to my house.

You know, Reeves, there's something
of the mudslide about you.

Some primal urge to bring
everything down with you.

Fuck you.

Fuck you!

Are you going to let me in,
or what, Tom?

Am I going to let you in?

No, I don't think so.

- You're on your own again.
- You bastard.

You fucking bastard.

You bastard! You fucking bastard!

You bastard!
You fucking bastard!

You fucking bastard!

I'll fucking do you!
I'll lead them straight to you!

You fucking bastard!
You fucking bastard!

Fucking bastard!
Fuck, fuck.

Fuck you.

- So how is it? A masterpiece?
- Bonicimo.

- Yeah?
- Good.

Maria, how would you like to take
the weekend off

and go and visit your sister?

I would like it very much.

- Thank you.
- Ciao.

And my love, I was thinking,

maybe you'd like to go
to Vicenza today.

That way you can rehearse
in the theater.

Such lovely acoustics.

Yeah.

Fine.

So you'll stay here
by yourself this weekend?

Actually, I'm expecting company.

Will they be coming
with you to the concert?

No. Something tells me
they're not music lovers.

Grazie, Maria.

- Will I see you there?
- Absolutely.

Listen, I've had some rather
unwelcome phone calls.

I want you to get rid
of anything

that might have my name
or phone number on it.

Do the same with Reeves.
Understand?

- What's happened?
- Do you understand?

- Yes, I understand. Are we in trouble?
- One of us is.

One of us isn't.
Don't phone me,

don't come near the house.

- If you're in trouble--
- Stay away. Stay safe.

HE-ey!

How are you?
Did you have a nice day in school?

Eh? Did you?

I've-- I've got
to go away for a few days.

I have some business to settle.

I want to fix up something
for after I've--

I don't want to go
into it, not yet.

What thing?

Don't you think
we should talk about it?

Yes, when I get back,
in a couple of days.

Is it anything
to do with Tom Ripley?

No.

Jonathan.

I'll be back
in a couple of days, darling.

Look, I really think
we should talk about this.

- When I get back.
- Great.

- With another fat envelope.
- Shut up!

What are you
doing here?

- I thought you might need some help.
- Jonathan, go home.

When they come,
there might be quite a few of them.

And they won't be bringing flowers
and chocolate.

I'm staying.

What did you tell Sarah?

- An assortment of lies.
- Uh-huh.

Did she believe
any of them?

Not that I'm aware of.

Watch your step.

- What are these?
- Mantraps.

- Would you like some tea?
- Yes, please.

- Do they work?
- Do they work?

Yeah, I think so.

Shouldn't we close
the gates?

No, if they're going
to come,

they're going to come.

I don't want to spend
the whole rest of my life at this.

- Are you scared?
- No.

I'm fucking terrified.

Come on.

You know,
I didn't even think to ask you,

with your condition,

- can you eat meat?
- Yes.

- I'm just not very hungry.
- You should eat something.

You may need your strength.

The meat is fantastic.

It's from the little
butcher's shop

just by the war memorial
on the right.

Our cook, Maria, was once quite
intimate with the butcher.

So she got
some very nice cuts.

Do you think
we'll get away with it?

- Why not?
- I don't know.

I've just never been the sort of person
to get away with things.

At school, other kids got away
with all sorts.

But not me.
I always got caught.

- You know why you got caught?
- Why?

'Cos you didn't think
of just killing your teachers.

Jesus, this waiting.
I can't stand this waiting.

When I was
a little boy,

I waited on the beach
for hours

for my parents
to come back from a boat ride.

They drowned.

I could wait forever.

Hello?

Hello, Tom,
this is Sarah Trevanny.

- Is Jonathan there?
- No, why?

Do you know where he is?

- Why should I?
- Because I think you do.

I'm sorry,
I don't understand.

- I know there's something going on.
- Well, listen,

- I wouldn't worry.
- Don't tell me not to worry.

Can I call you
right back?

No, don't hang up,
just talk to me.

I'm just in the middle of something.

I may be able to help. I'll make a few
calls and I'll call you back.

- Please, wait!
- Okay, bye bye.

Oh, you-- fuck.

Never give
financial advice to friends.

What if they catch Reeves?

They'll never catch
Reeves-- unfortunately.

He'd tell them about me,
wouldn't he?

Probably.

But he's already
in South America

making life miserable
for some unfortunate plastic surgeon.

Go to the picture-framers shop...

Wait for him there.

Max and I will check out the villa.

Sorry.

That's your breakfast.

- They didn't come?
- Not yet.

Stay in here.

Keep still.
Keep your mouth shut.

I thought I told you
to stay inside.

Is he dead?

I don't know.
But as we know, I'm no expert.

Jesus Christ!

It's the guy I shot!

You should have stayed dead
the first time we fucking killed you!

- You want me to take this off?
- Shut up!

You want it off?
Does this hurt?

I wish he'd stop bleeding.

Do you have a portable phone?

- Yes.
- ls it on you, or in the car?

- It's in my pocket.
- Get it out.

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 outback,
and I run my fucking tractor

over your head
the rest of the day.

Okay?

D' you get that?

Make the call.

Yeah.

Calm down.

It's Gregor.

I got it wrong.

It wasn't those two.

I got a good look at them.

No problem - I killed them anyway.

Yeah.

Yeah.

We'll keep looking.

Nicely done.

If we let him go, then...

Yeah, you're right.

Jesus Christ.

Sarah.

Sarah, it's not
what you think.

What happened is--
we killed him

because he was going
to kill us!

It was self-defense!
Sarah!

Don't touch me!

Let go!

I'm taking Matthew
and we're leaving.

Sarah.

- Have you got him?
- Yes.

Grab the trunk,
I'll get the other guy in a second.

I guess you were wrong
about South America.

Jesus.

Poor Reeves.

I guess he won't be getting
plastic surgery after all.

Will you help me?

You take his feet.

One, two, three.

Put his feet way down.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, Luigi,
it's Tom-- Ripley.

Ciao.
How are you?

Do you happen to have
any Chinese tree peonies

in the shop
at the moment?

Lovely. Lovely.
Pink or red?

Terrific,
I like the red.

Listen,
Louisa's concert tonight

is at Teatro Olympico.

And could we send over
four dozen,

five dozen if you have it?

I'll drive.

Lovely.
Thank you much.

Oh, yeah?
How is he?

Terrific.
Give him my best.

Thanks again.
Bye. Ciao.

You know the most
interesting thing

about doing something terrible?

What?

Often after a few days...

you can't even remember it.

That makes me feel really,
really good.

The rest of your money.

- Oh, no, I don't--
- As per my arrangement with Reeves.

It's yours.

I'm not sure all this
was about the money.

You know what?
I doubt it.

After all, we're two
civilized people.

- No?
- Oh.

You're officially off
Europe's active hit list.

- Thank you.
- Okay?

Good luck
with the wife.

Thanks.

- Take care of yourself.
- You, too.

- Jonathan!
- Stay quiet or I'll kill you.

Where's your friend
Ripley?!

Leave her alone!
It was me!

- Who brought you in?!
- I did it on my own!

OK, Alex...

Kill her!

No, don't kill her!

- Jonathan.
- Why did you do that?

No.

No, please.

Please.

Sarah...

in a few minutes
I'll have to call the police.

Listen, you tell them
there was a burglary.

Your husband came home,
he surprised them,

there was a struggle,
there were shots.

You're in shock.
That's all you remember.

Listen...

take this.

It's the balance
of his payment.

He earned it.

If you need--

It's okay.

I didn't expect thanks.