Dickie Greenleaf: We're all only children. What does that mean? Tom Ripley: It means we've never shared a bath. I'm cold, can I get in? Dickie Greenleaf: No. Tom Ripley: I didn't mean with you in it. Dickie Greenleaf: Okay, get in. I'm like a prune anyway.
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Anthony Minghella
Anthony Minghella, CBE (6 January 1954 – 18 March 2008) was a British film director, playwright and screenwriter. He was chairman of the board of Governors at the British Film Institute between 2003 and 2007. He won the Academy Award for Best Director for The English Patient (1996). In addition, he received three more Academy Award nominations; he was nominated for Best Adapted Screenplay for both The English Patient (1996) and The Talented Mr. Ripley (1999), and was posthumously nominated for Best Picture for The Reader (2008), as a co-producer. 2Early life Minghella was born in Ryde, on the Isle of Wight, an island off the south coast of England that is a popular holiday resort. His family are well-known on the Island, where they ran a café in Ryde until the 1980s and have run an eponymous business making and selling Italian-style ice cream since the 1950s. His parents were Edoardo Minghella (an Italian immigrant) and Leeds-born Gloria Alberta (née Arcari). His mother's ancestors originally came from Valvori, a small village in the Lazio region of central Italy. He was one of five children, a sister being Loretta Minghell
Meredith: Dickie? Tom Ripley: Hello Meredith! Meredith: Oh my God! I hardly even recognized you. Tom Ripley: Well, you spotted me so you get the reward.
Meredith: [sheepish] I'm sorry, I wouldn't have made a joke if... Tom Ripley: [cuts her off] Don't be sorry. I've never been happier. I feel like I've been handed a new life.
Tom Ripley: First of all I know there's something. That evening when we played chess for instance it was obvious. Dickie Greenleaf: What evening? Tom Ripley: Oh sure, no, no, it's too dangerous for you to take on. Oh, no, no, we're brothers. Hey. And then you do this sordid thing with Marge. Fucking…
Marge Sherwood: I don't believe a single word you've said. Tom Ripley: You're shivering, Marge. Look at you, Marge. Can I hold you? Will you let me hold you?
You're the brother I never had. I'm the brother you never had. I would do anything for you, Dickie.
Freddie Miles: In fact the only thing that looks like Dickie is you. Tom Ripley: Hardly. Freddie Miles: Have you done something to your hair? Tom Ripley: Freddie, do you have something you'd like to say? Freddie Miles: What? I think I'm saying it. Something's going on. He's either converted to…
And that's the irony, Marge. I loved you. You may was well know it, Marge: I loved you. I don't know... maybe it's grotesque of me to say this now, so just write it on a piece of paper or something and put it in your purse for a rainy day. 'Tom loves me.' 'Tom loves me.'
Don't you just take the past and put it in a room in a basement and lock the door and never go in there? That's what I do. And then you meet someone special and all you want to do is to toss them the key and say, 'Open up, step inside,' but you can't because it's dark. There's demons, and if anybody…
Peter: Sorry, I'm completely lost. Tom Ripley: I know. I'm lost, too. I'm going to be stuck in the basement, aren't I, that's my, that's my...terrible, and alone, and dark, and I've lied about who I am, and where I am, and now no-one will ever find me. Peter: What do you mean... lied about who you…
If I could just go back... if I could rub everything out... starting with myself.
Marge Sherwood: The thing with Dickie... it's like the sun shines on you, and it's glorious. And then he forgets you and it's very, very cold. Tom Ripley: So I'm learning. Marge Sherwood: When you have his attention, you feel like you're the only person in the world, that's why everybody loves him…
I always thought it would be better to be a fake somebody than a real nobody.
Well, whatever you do, however terrible, however hurtful, it all makes sense, doesn't it? In your head. You never meet anybody that thinks they're a bad person.