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- Buongiorno.
- Buongiorno.

Sì?

Good morning.
I've come to see the apartment.

Ah. Good morning.

How do you do?

My name is Richard.

You're English?

American.

I hope that's not a problem.

No, no. I like Americans.

English... Hmm.

Is this a convenient time
to see the apartment?

Sì.

Sì, sì.

Quali sono? Ah.

Ecco.

Andiamo.

We have to take the stairs.

The elevator is broken.

Mi dispiace.

Ugh. Italy.

- Buongiorno.
- Buongiorno.

Prego, prego.

Ecco.

Eh?

This is the living room.

Venga.

Venga!

Ah. Ecco qui.

This is the bedroom.

Sì, è bella.

Hmm.

What do you do, Richard?

My family owns
a ship-building business in New York.

Ships.

Sì.

Boats. Yachts.

Oh...

Prego, si accomodi. Ecco.

This is the kitchen.

It's nice and big.

But I'm in Rome studying painting.

Oh, an artist?

Sì.

Huh.

Prego, di qua. Venga.

Oh.

There's a telephone.

Hmm, sì.

It's not easy
to get a telephone.

It takes months to have one installed.

Sì.

Sì, sì, funziona.

So...

What do you think?

I think it's perfect.

Richard Greenleaf.

Uh...

- It's you and your family?
- No. Just me.

Ah, um... You're not married?

- No.
- Oh, mm-hmm.

The lease is six months minimum.

Oh, that's fine.

I may never leave
such a beautiful apartment.

Mmm.

Is it all right if I pay
the first two months in advance?

Of course.

Thank you, ma'am.

Miss.

Signorina.

Grazie.

I'm sorry, Riccardo.
The elevator is still not working.

That's all right.

Sorry.

- Buongiorno.
- Buongiorno.

- Sì.
- This one.

An excellent choice.

10,000 lire. Grazie.

♪ Ma chissà ♪

♪ Quale strada mò fai tu... ♪

Dear Marge...

Yes, I loved the scarf.

All the more so because you made it.

I'm wearing it now.

As for my plans, I don't exactly know.

I'm studying with a painter
named Di Massimo...

...who is a good and patient teacher.

Perfetto. Grazie.

I'm giving up the idea
of an apartment in Rome,

for the time being at least.

Di Massimo is going to Sicily
for a couple of months,

and I may tag along
in order to continue my lessons.

After that, I'm not sure, which is fine.

Having no real plan suits my present mood.

I hope the book is going well.

I'm sure it is.

Soon it will be
on the shelves of The Strand.

I'll write again when I know more.

Until then, missing Atrani...

and you.

Dickie.

- Buongiorno.
- Buongiorno.

There's a suitcase
here for me.

- Of course, Mr. Greenleaf.
- Grazie.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

Arrivederci.

Riccardo.

It's working.

- Oh, fantastico!
- Eh.

♪ Quando sei qui con me ♪

♪ Questa stanza non ha più pareti ♪

♪ Ma alberi ♪

♪ Alberi infiniti ♪

♪ Quando tu sei vicino a me ♪

♪ Questo soffitto viola, no ♪

♪ Non esiste più ♪

♪ Io vedo il cielo sopra noi ♪

♪ Che restiamo qui ♪

♪ Abbandonati, come se ♪

♪ Non ci fosse più... ♪

Dickie!

Oh, Dickie!

It's Freddie.

Come on, open up.
The landlady just told me you're here.

Dickie's not here right now. He went out.

Where?

I'm not sure.
Maybe you could come back in a while?

Maybe I could wait for him here.

Can I come in?

Of course.

- It's Tom, right?
- Right.

Hmm.

Tom Ripley.

We met in Naples.

I remember.

So, you're staying with him?

- No, I just came over to visit.
- Hmm.

So, you come over...

He leaves...

He had an errand to run,
he said.

Ah.

I see he's been painting.

It's not bad.

It's getting better.

Can I have a drink?

I'm not sure what's here.

I can see what's here.

You have the same shoes
that Dickie and I have.

Do I?

I don't think I've seen Dickie's.

Oh, he wears his
all the time.

I bought these in New York.

New York?

I'm not going to ask where in New York.

Where in New York?

I don't remember.

Hmm.

See, we bought ours... in Florence.

Well...

I just remembered.

He said he was meeting
somebody at Otello's.

You know where that is?
Just off Piazza della Rotonda.

You could probably catch him there.

You said it was an errand.

And now it's a meeting.

- Well, it's both, I guess.
- Hmm.

So, what's going on, Tom?

I'm not sure I know what you mean.

With Dickie.

Not telling anyone
what he's doing or where he's staying.

He told me.

Yeah, he told you.

But not me or Marge
or anyone we know, just... just you.

I think, from what he said to me,
he just wants some time on his own.

Not that he's on bad terms with Marge.

Yeah. He'll be on bad terms with me
if he stands me up again.

Well, he didn't stand you up.

He's just out.

Cortina.

You were there when I invited him.

He said he'd come, but never showed up.

Never wrote to say why. No word.

Nothing, just "poof."

He never wrote you? He told me he had.

No.

So, how'd you know he was here?

The phone.

See, it's not in any phone book yet,
but I called the phone company.

They had the address.

I see.

You're living here with him, aren't you?

No.

No?

Dickie wouldn't be caught dead
in that ghastly robe.

Where are you living?

I'm just traveling.

- Where?
- Around Italy.

- Where?
- Around.

Otello's, yeah?

That's what he said.

Hmm.

Well, maybe I will go there.

Well, if you miss him,
I'll let him know you stopped by.

Where are you staying?

The Excelsior.

Of course.

Well, I'll tell him.

Okay.

Hmm.

Nice to see you again.

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

He's not home.

- Yes, he's home.
- Who?

- Riccardo.
- No Riccardo.

Yes.

- No, he's gone out.
- No, no. I saw him.

- I'm sure of it.
- No, you're wrong.

Non è in casa.

I'm wrong?
No, sir, you're wrong.

- He's not here.
- He's home. I'm telling you...

Listen, I don't know what to tell you.

It's me, Tom.

You forget something?

No.

I was just talking to the landlady again.

Can I come in?

Sure.

She says Dickie's the only one here.

He is.

I told you, I don't live here.

He's the only one here now, she says.

- I don't understand.
- She saw him come up. She's sure.

Well, he's not here, obviously.

She must not have seen him leave.

When he went to Otello's?

Yeah.

Hmm.

She seems to me
like someone who sees everything.

What's really going on, Tom?

What's going on with what?

With you and Dickie.

Marge has some theories,
but I think she's on the wrong track.

She didn't talk to Bob.

Who's Bob?

Delancey, in New York. I called him.

We did meet at his place.
He remembers it as well as I do.

You're the only one that doesn't remember.
Why is that?

I just don't.

Sorry.

Okay. I don't care. I think you do.

It doesn't matter.
He told me some things about you.

He barely knows me.

Accounting, Tom?

What?

That's what you told me
you did, in Naples.

- That's right.
- And you're sticking with that?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

I'm talking
about what Bob said.

What you really do.

Which, apparently,
is whatever anyone needs.

False ID.

Bank letter. Notary seal.

"Whatever it is, talk to Tom," he said.
"He'll get it for you."

Is that why you left New York, Tom?

Before someone could arrest you?

Where is he?

And don't say he's at Otello's
since we both know he isn't.

I'd like you to leave.

I bet you would.

Can I see your watch?

No.

I mean what you know I mean.

Take it off so I can see the back of it.

So I can see
the initials "RG" written on it.

His Rolex. His clothes. His Ferragamos.

What else have you got, Tom?

His money? His Picasso?

I really think that you should go.

Okay.

I'll leave. I'm leaving.

But I'll be back with the police.

And even if you're not here, who cares?

You won't get far.

Christ.

Oh, my God.

It works.

Sì.

It's a miracle.

- After you.
- Grazie.

Ah.

Arrivederci.

What time?

Uh, I'm not sure exactly.
I think he left around 8:00 or 9:00.

Something like that.

Uh, 8:00.8:00.

Fuck.

Who's there?

Can I help?

Uh...

No, thanks. Everything's fine.

Is he all right?

Si, si, si.

He's fine.

Too much to drink is all.

Good night.

Buonanotte.

Vieni.

Come on, man.

It's okay.

All right.

Ciao. Al centro?

Sì, certo.

- Grazie.
- Prego.

God damn it.

Are you free?

Sì.

Claudio Aqueduct.

- Grazie.
- Grazie.

Grazie.