"Mr. Greenleaf also feels there was a silent promise in Dickie's letter to you which he intends to honor. He intends to transfer a good part of Dickie's income from his trust into your name. He doesn't intend on giving the Italian police any information about Dickie's past. He's rather hoping that you will feel the same."

"I don't care for B.S. I don't care to hear it. I don't care to speak it."

"Good things about Mr. Ripley? Could take some time. Tom is talented. Tom is tender... Tom is beautiful... Tom is a mystery. Tom is not a nobody. Tom has secrets he doesn't want to tell me, and I wish he would. Tom has nightmares. That's not a good thing. Tom has someone to love him. That is a good thing. Tom is crushing me. Tom is crushing me... Tom, you're crushing me!"

"Officially, there are no Italian homosexuals. It makes Michelangelo and Leonardo very inconvenient."

"What a waste of lives and opportunities. [abruptly turning his attention to a street musician] I'd pay that fellow $100 right now to shut up."

"You know, people always say that you can't choose your parents, but you can't choose your children..."

"Dick? Dickie? I know you can hear me. What am I doing, chasing you around...? I was going to say I would count to three and if you didn't open the door, but I won't count any more. On you. I won't count on you any more. Whatever it is, whatever you've done or haven't done, you've broken my heart. That's one thing I know you're guilty of, and I don't know why. [crying] I don't know why, I just don't know why..."

"Why is it when men play they always play at killing each other?"

"I love the fact that you brought Shakespeare with you and no clothes. Ermelinda says you wash the same shirt out every night. Is that true?"

"Marge — Ripley can't ski. We'll have to teach him that too. Such low class, Marge. Does this guy know anything?"

"I can't write and I can't spell. That's the privilege of a first class education."

""See Venice and die," is what they say? Or is it Rome?"

"Now you'll find out why Ms. Sherwood shows up for breakfast, Tom. It's not love, it's my coffee machine."

"I could fuck this ice box, I love it so much."

"You know, without the glasses you're not even ugly."

"[while planning to kill Marge] And that's the irony, Marge. I loved you. You may as 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.'"

"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."

"I could live Dickie's life for him."

"I really feel happy. As if I had been handed a whole new life."

"You're the brother I never had. I'm the brother you never had. I would do anything for you, Dickie."

"I always thought it would be better to be a fake somebody than a real nobody."

"If I could just go back... if I could rub everything out... starting with myself."

"A week ago, the only thing I thought was out of the ordinary was that it was my birthday."

"Bob Zmuda - Desk clerk"

"Tom Lenk - Bookstore clerk"

"Corey Stoll - Sergeant Burns"

"Ed Lauter - Father Sebastian"

"Michelle Arthur - Sybil"

"Lynn Collins - Isobel Lydia Hunt ("The Suicide Blonde") / Mrs. Dobkins / Young Fingerling's mother"

"Mark Pellegrino - Kyle Flinch"

"Chris Lajoie - Benton"

"Bud Cort (uncredited) - Dr. Leary"

"Rhona Mitra - Laura Tollins"

"Danny Huston - Isaac French / Dr. Miles Phoenix"

"Logan Lerman - Robin Sparrow"

"Virginia Madsen - Agatha Pink-Sparrow / Fabrizia"

"Jim Carrey - Walter Paul Sparrow / Detective Fingerling"

"A number is just a number. Or is it?"

"First it takes hold of your mind...then it takes hold of your life."

"The truth will find you."

"People only pray because they think God will help them if they do."

"Skeletons can't just get up and walk away! You were right. That man wasn't the killer, the real killer is still out there and he knows dad's onto him."

"To die there in the street would have been easy. But it wouldn't have been justice, at least not the justice fathers teach their sons about. I'll be sentenced in a week or so. My lawyer says the judge will look kindly upon me for turning myself in. Maybe it's not the happiest of endings, but it's the right one. Some day I'll be up for parole, and we can go on living our lives. It's only a matter of time. Of course, time is just a counting system — numbers with meaning attached to them — isn't it?"

"Once upon a time there was a dog. Lived a life of terror, feared no one. Although his teeth were sharp, and his belly full, his heart was empty. He decided to go on a journey to a land far far away. But he came upon a wooden shack one day with a thin old man inside, and he invited him in. The dog was overjoyed, and that night warm smoke billowed from the chimney above. Oh, what odd smelling smoke this was. You see, the land was China, and in China they eat dogs."

"She had a face that was meant to smile."