Ripley's Game Page #2
- I bet, but eggs is eggs!
- Didn't I ask you to never
come near me? - Yes, you did.
Ever.
But I forgive you, Tom.
I trust you were not followed,
my liege?
- I told her to light a fire
in the library. - Lovely!
Remember those drawings in Berlin?
I made 400 grand
and you made several millions.
And here you are.
Professor Ripley's finishing school
nicely tucked away.
I like it.
Please.
Thank you.
Always.
There's a lot of wood.
Very flammable!
Oh sh*t! Bit of greaseproof
and a hot iron should do that.
I'll sort it out for you later.
"Squisito"!
I like your wife, she hates me, so
she's a good woman, you're lucky.
I don't know what I dislike more,
your admiration or your envy.
- It's not envy, I'm doing all right.
- Great!
a restaurant in Berlin. - Great.
Business is good and I don't pay
one penny for protection.
Tell me what you want or a truffling
pig will find you dead somewhere
in a month or two.
Let me tell you something, Tom.
I've got some problem neighbours,
business competitors
that need deregulating.
But I can't be seen to be involved.
Everyone knows everyone in Berlin.
Who died, who did it.
Who's next.
If I want to play it safe, I need
someone who's not connected.
- And you want me to do it?
- Yes.
- Why me?
- Somebody's got to do it.
An outsider ideally, but someone
who knows how to play the game.
Even somebody who's been
on the sidelines for a while.
Why not someone
who's never played?
- 50 grand's a lot for an amateur.
- lnnocence is expensive.
Once you've digested, avail yourself
of one of our lovely local hotels.
You're an arrogant bastard.
Always was, always will be.
- Why was he here?
- He wants me to kill someone.
- Why did he ask you?
- Because I can.
I know you can, silly.
You can sew too.
- Why does he want this person
killed? - I assume he's desperate.
His restaurants are failing,
his nightclub's in freefall.
He's involved in some
squalid turf war.
You can't do that. Run off
to Berlin to assassinate people.
He's a fantasist,
I'm not as assassin.
- How was the party?
- Smashing.
I knew you'd hate it.
Isn't it sad about him?
- Who? - The picture framer.
He's got leukaemia.
- Is drunken pomposity a symptom?
- No.
He's just English.
He's very ill, Tom, he's dying.
It's a shame.
Is it?
Reeves?
I've been reflecting on your problem.
Your talent search.
I might have come up
with someone.
He's as innocent
as a newborn lamb.
white fleece, he might be capable.
- Jonathan Trevanny.
- My name's Peter Wister.
I work for a European
head-hunting agency.
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