- Reeves Minot: Have you met our host, the count?
- Tom Ripley: Just to say hello.
- Reeves Minot: He races cars. The contessa produces films. In other words, they do nothing.
- Reeves Minot: It's all very boring, isn't it? So much money and so little else. I just come for the Chateau Margaux. Don't tell anyone.
- [Introducing himself]
- Reeves Minot: Reeves Minot.
- [Gestures to the chair next to him]
- Reeves Minot: Please.
- [Tom sits]
- Tom Ripley: [Introducing himself] Tom.
- Reeves Minot: Oh, yes. I know. Have you met our host, the count?
- Tom Ripley: Ah, just to say hello.
- Reeves Minot: He races cars. The contessa produces films. In other words...
- [softly]
- Reeves Minot: ... they do nothing.
- [Tom chuckles]
- Reeves Minot: [In normal voice] You're the new blood their anemia needs. You're from New York?
- Tom Ripley: Yeah.
- Reeves Minot: But now you live in Italy.
- Tom Ripley: I keep a place in Venice. You?
- Reeves Minot: When I'm not somewhere else, yes. At the moment, yes.
- Tom Ripley: What do you do?
- Reeves Minot: That's a good question. What do I do? What DO I do?
- [Chuckles]
- Reeves Minot: I know. I'm an art dealer. Yes, that's it. You? The articles never say your profession, only "loyal friend to the fugitive."
- Tom Ripley: I'm an art dealer too.
- Reeves Minot: I thought you would be. I can usually tell.
- Tom Ripley: So can I.
- [They both smile]
- Reeves Minot: Well, if you would ever like to discuss, say... art... give me a call.
- [He gives Tom his card]
- Reeves Minot: Now, I must mingle. The price of the wine. Pleasure to meet you, Tom.