Talented Mr. Ripley1999

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. F***ing her on the boat so we all have to listen. Which was inscrutinating! And you follow your cock around and now you're getting married! I'm bewildered, forgive me. You're lying to Marge and then you're getting married to her. You're knocking up Silvana. You're ruining everybody. You wanna play the sax, you wanna play the drums. What is it, Dickie? What do you actually want?

Dickie Greenleaf:
Who are you? Huh? Some third class mooch? Who are you? Who are you to say anything to me? Who are you to tell me anything? Actually I really, really don't want to be on this boat with you. I can't move without you moving. Gives me the creeps. You give me the creeps!