Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If I could just go back If I could rub everything out. Starting with myself

Marge, you should have waited. I didn't--

- Is Freddie here ? - He's downstairs.

I'm not in the habit of carrying around photographs of my male friends.

and, uh, bringing him back ?

I'm so sorry to put you through this, Peter.

Today you're looking for me. Where've you been the rest of the week ?

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

- Hello, I'm Dickie. - Meredith Randall.

- Okay ? - Si, si.

I don't know her.

and I'll meet you at the railway station.

That evening when we played Smash, for instance. It was so obvious.

Duke Ellington ? I don't know.

I love how responsible you are.

saw Dickie get into Freddie's car.

If only Dickie would settle down.

I don't even know if this is a man or a woman.

You say you're a film aficianado yet you don't know "The Tingler"?

- Does he stay with you here ? - No.

- [Knocking] - [ Voices Overlapping, indistinct]

- Why do you have Dickie's rings ? - I told you.

How can it take an hour to find an ambulance ?

Iím going to take Marge for a walk. Tom, Mr. MacCarron needs to talk to you.

[People Chanting]

You do something and die, don't you ? Okay. Venice is on the list.

- Really ? To Italy ? - Of course.

You like everybody

[Marge] Which is ridiculous. Boats are female.

- [Knocking] - Dickie, come on. It's me.

On trains, you always do that thing.

What do you think ?

And... itís boring.

It's a secret between us, Dickie.

- Well, yes. That's good, isn't it ? - No, I thought...

about my feelings.

- Now ? - Yeah.

- [ Whispering ] Let's go. - I thought you were enjoying yourself.

You startled me !

- I have to tell Mr. Greenleaf. - Marge, you're being hysterical.

For a rainy day

if we all pushed him away, what about him pushing us away ?

America's like a fog.

And Dickie has a fiancÈe.

[Sobbing Continues]

Well, perhaps I shouldn't go either.

You must be sick of wearing the same clothes.

- Do you have my shoes on too ? - You said I could pick out a jacket--

Otello's is on della Croce just off the Corso.

Tomi, tomi, tomi

Listen, just take one of mine when we get back.

Weíre going to a-Roma

Most likely you'll know our son, Dick. Dickie Greenleaf.

Letters-- Greenleaf and for Ripley.

- Signor Ripley ? - It's me.

- You opened this ? - Of course.

No, Marge doesn't know the half of it.

- [ Chuckles ] - Come join us.

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

if I got a place in Rome, and then when we're there,

I could probably see my room from here.

- Yes. - Inspector Roverini.

I have my own, uh, Madonna back in Rome. Why donít you come back with me ?

I canít face anything anymore.

How do you do, Marge ?

Means we've never shared a bath.

[Dickie] Now you'll find out why Miss Sherwood always shows up for breakfast.

- What are you gonna do now, Tom ? - I don't know.

- Can we just hire any of them ? - Relax.

Did you ever see a guy so white, Marge ?

[Tolling Continues]

is for cashing his allowance.

- I don't know. Why are you asking me ? - Are they blaming him ?

- Dickie. Slow down ! - [ Laughing ] Hold on.

getting into Mr. Miles' car.

Never. We've had many requests, and we say no, even to your fiancÈe.

We all want to sow wild oats,

[ Clears Throat ] What a waste of lives and opportunities.

[Dickie's Voice] You can be a leech. You can be quite boring.

Have you done something to your hair ?

to drag me back home--

And I'll keep it.

from marrying him.

Oh ! [ Laughs ] You're making me laugh.

- The stench really is-- - [Man Speaking Italian]

- Who's that ? - It's Tom. Tom Ripley.

- What ? - Oh, I like to sail.

Good morning. Unusual weather.

So, the doctor, he has to make the, um--

Christopher, how's the peeping?

[ Driver Singing in Italian ]

You should come and have lunch with us before you go.

Come on. I need to talk to you. Just the two of us.

I'd come back in the new year under my own steam.

- What ? -Just kidding.

So, uh, did you speak to my father ?

[Door Opening, Closing]

Everybody should have one talent. What's yours ?

You look ghastly, Tom. Did you have a nightmare ?

Have her tell you one thing that Iíve ever done to her.

He's rather hoping that... you will feel the same.

- Ripley. - How do you do ?

[Man Speaking Italian]

What is the detective hoping to find in San Remo ?

Oh, God. Oh, I can just imagine.

Grazie. Checking in.

I'm wet, Marge. I've lost my towel.

- It's 4:00. - I just woke up.

deliver Marge's perfume.

Sorry. My English, perhaps, is coarse

Ah, no, no. Don't tell me.