The Talented Mr. Ripley
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about my feelings.
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- Boring.
- But you-- First of all,

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I know there's something.
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That evening, when we played chess,
for instance, it was obvious.

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- What evening ?
- It's too dangerous for you to take on.

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Oh, no, no.
We're brothers.

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Hey. And then you do this sordid thing
with Marge-- fucking her...

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on the boat, while we
all have to listen,

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which was
excruciating.

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And you follow your cock around like a--
And now you're getting married.

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No, I’m bewildered.
Forgive me.

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You're lying to Marge and then
you're getting married to her.

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You're knocking up Sylvana, ruining
everybody-- You want to play the sax.

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You want to play the drums. Which is it,
Dickie ? What are you actually--

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

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Who are you to say
anything to me ?

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Who are you
to tell me anything ?

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Actually, I really, really do
not want to be on this boat with you.

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- I can't move without you moving.
- Shut up. Shut up.

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It gives me the creeps.
You give me the creeps.

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- You shut up.
- I can't move without "Dickie, Dickie,"

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Like a little girl
all the time.

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Shut up !
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Oh, God, Dickie.
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- God's sake.
- Oh-- Oh God !

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Okay. Okay.
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We have to get you-- Okay--
[ Screams ]

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I'm gonna kill you !
Kill you !

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[ Screaming ]
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You're dead !
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Stop ! Stop !
Please ! Please !

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- [ Screaming ]
- Stop it ! Stop !

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- Dickie, let go !
- I’ll kill you!

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Stop ! Stop !
Stop !

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Stop ! Stop !
Stop !

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[ Panting ]

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