Ripley's Game2002

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

Reeves:
I've got the Carregio in here.

Tom Ripley:
Well, you're not coming in.

Reeves:
I'm f***ing coming in.

Tom Ripley:
No, because it's not a Carr-egg-io, it's a Correggio. Just like it's not tacco but ta-a-cco. Not pasto but pasta, see? Your entire education comes from classic car magazines and you dress like you're on a condom run for the mob. By the way, it isn't a Correggio, it's a fake Rembrandt, and until you know that, you're not coming in with me.

Reeves:
Don't f*** me over here, prat!

Tom Ripley:
Don't threaten me. I'm not the one wearing an earring.