Fight Club (1999) Edit

A foot of concrete's important when your next door neighbor

A girl.

A guy came to Fight Club for the first time. His ass was a wad of cookie dough.

A major one.

A new car built by my company leaves somewhere traveling at 60mph.

A statement of purpose? Should I email you?

A wardrobe that was getting very respectable.

A woman could cut off your penis while you sleep and toss it out of a car.

A x B x C...

Absolutely.

Actually, you did.

Add nitric acid, you got nitroglycerin.

Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes.

After a few weeks, he was carved out of wood.

After fighting, everything else in life got the volume turned down.

After we open our heart chakras, when it's time to hug,

Afterwards, we all felt saved.

Agh!

Agh! OK, OK, I got it.

Ah, Lou!

Ah. Flashback humor.

Aha! Pay dirt!

Airlines have this policy about vibrating luggage.

All gone.

All right, man.

All right.

All right. I am Tyler Durden.

All the ways you wish you could be that's me.

An exit door procedure at 30,000 feet. Mm hm.

An expired community college student ID. What did you study, Raymond?

And a wash. This isn't love, it's sport fucking.

And again at Seize The Day, my tuberculosis, Friday night.

And all I want is to get laid for the last time.

And especially about you and me.

And every evening I was born again.

And feel unable or unwilling to perform the duties listed on the safety card,

And frozen orange juice, you can make napalm?

And fuel injectors that explode and burn people alive.

And he sleeps only one hour a night.

And his body upped the estrogen.

And I used to be such a nice guy.

And I wonder how clean that gun is.

And I'm not?

And in the end you will thank me.

And movie gods and rock stars.

And now I'm bankrupt, I'm divorced,

And she... ruined everything.

And smother all those French beaches I'd never see.

And step forward through the back door of the room.

And suddenly, I felt nothing.

And thank God. You know?

And that gives me strength.

And the second rule is...

And the TRW building.

And then stalk from office to office

And then...

And then... something happened. I let go.

And this button down, Oxford cloth psycho might just snap

And this is how I met...

And we simply do not have time for this crap.

And you... You're too fucking blond!

And you'll ask yourself

And you'll ask yourself

And you're going to find your power animal.

And you're gonna lose.

And, in exchange for my salary,

Animals were hiding behind a rock

Animals were hiding behind a rock

Answer him, Raymond! Jesus!

Answer me!

Answer me. Why do people think I'm you?

Any of the stupid names you give each night?

Apart from seasoning the lobster bisque,

Applicant?

Are there a lot of these kinds of accidents?

Are you fucking out of your minds? You're police officers!

Are you still going to groups?

Are you... Are you all right, sir?

Arson investigators are on the premises...

As always, I will carry you kicking and screaming,

As for the cream of mushroom soup...

As I pass, do I give you the ass or the crotch?

As soon as I set foot off the plane,

As the fat renders, the tallows float to the surface. Like in Boy Scouts.

At night, Tyler and I were alone for half a mile in every direction.

Babies don't sleep this well.

Back to you in the studio.

Back up. Face down on the floor right now!

Bad news, friend.

Ball check!

Because she deserves it.

Because the person who wrote that is dangerous.

Because waste is a thief.

Because we're the same person.

Because...

Before I filed them as statistics in my reports.

Being there, pressed against his tits, ready to cry.

Better than I've ever been in my whole life.

Between takeoff and landing, we have our time together, but that's all we get.

Between the police and community leaders.

Between those huge, sweating tits

Big guy, big reach. Skinny guys fight till they're burger.

Blank faces. Calm as Hindu cows.

Blows out of your windows and sails flaming into the night.

Bob had been a champion bodybuilder.

Bob had had his testicles removed. Then hormone therapy.

Bob is dead. They shot him in the head.

Bob, this way.

Bob! Bob!

Bob! Bob!

Bob.

Bob. Bob had bitch tits.

Bodies burned, water seeped through the ashes to create lye.

Brake linings that fail after 1,000 miles,

Breast cancer doesn't run in my family.

But do what you like, man.

But every Saturday night, we were finding something out.

But Fight Club only exists in the hours between when Fight Club starts and ends.

But I could look at 50 different bars, and somehow I just knew.

But I don't know for how long.

But I've got some good news.

But nothing mattered.

But Ricky was a god for ten minutes

But someone sprayed Freon into your front door lock.

But that's me, and I could be wrong. Maybe it's a terrible tragedy.

But we won't.

But when a suitcase vibrates, the throwers have to call the police.

But you're not dying the way Chloe back there is dying.

But... I am in a pretty lonely place.

But... you're intolerable.

By the end of the first month, I didn't miss TV.

Can I be next?

Can I come in?

Can I get the icon in cornflower blue?

Candy stripe a cancer ward. It's not my problem.

Chapters have sprung up in five or six other major cities already.

Check in for that flight isn't for another two hours.

Chew some valerian root and get more exercise.

Chloe looked the way MeryI Streep's skeleton would look

Clean food, please.

Come on, man! We really like this place.

Come on, people, you've gotta go home!

Come on, then. I got us a great place to watch from. It'll be like Pay per view.

Come together. Let yourselves cry.

Cooking and working and sleeping in teams.

Cool it, Tyler!

Cornelius?

Could you find a partner?

Could you tell us what you think has happened here?

Could you wake up as a different person?

Couldn't remember whether you ordered pens with blue ink or black.

Cramped basement apartment?

Cut the foreplay and just ask, man.

Dark and silent and complete.

Déjà vu, all over again.

Destroy a piece of corporate art...

Diabonal and... Wisterol.

Did I call you?

Did you know if you mix gasoline

Dirty, bare footprints circling each other.

Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch.

Do you care?

Do you have somebody you can call?

Do you know about Tyler Durden?

Do you know me?

Do you know what a duvet is?

Do you think it'll live up to its name?

Do you wanna listen and see if my spirit can use a phone?

Does that describe our relationship, Tyler?

Don't worry, Mr. Durden. Airport parking. Long term.

Don't worry. It's not a threat to you.

Don't you look at me! You're never getting in this fucking house!

Efficiency is priority No. 1, people.

Emergency water landing, 600mph.

Equals X.

Especially material possessions.

Even a hummingbird couldn't catch Tyler at work.

Every city I went to,

Every evening I died.

Every time it rained, we had to kill the power.

Every time the plane banked too sharply on takeoff or landing,

Everybody back!

Everyone, let's thank Chloe.

Everyone, let's thank Thomas for sharing himself with us.

Everything wooden swelled and shrank.

Everything's a copy of a copy

Everything's far away.

Everywhere I travel, tiny life.

Everywhere we went, we were sizing things up.

Everywhere were rusted nails to snag your elbow on.

Excellent choice, sir.

Except the little fish

Excuse me!

Excuse me.

Fight Club became the reason to cut your hair short or trim your fingernails.

Fight Club.

Find some gauze.

Fine. Remember, stay out of major cities for a couple of days, OK?

First person that comes out this door gets a lead salad! Understand?

First rule of Fight Club is, do not talk...

First rule of Project Mayhem is you do not ask questions.

For days and days.

For reasons I won't go into.

For some reason, I thought of my first fight, with Tyler.

For which you should seek professional help.

For widows and young professionals.

Forget about what you think you know about life, friendship,

Franklin. This is maintenance.

Fried chicken with a baked potato and chocolate chiffon pie.

Friends?

Fuck Fight Club. Fuck Marla! I am sick of all your shit!

Fuck you!

Fuck you! I won't do it.

Fuck, you're right. No, I don't smoke.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fucking guy's a loony, I'm telling you.

Gentlemen!

Get away! Stay away!

Get down on the floor!

Get out of any major city. Just go camping...

Get out of here, the both of you!

Get rid of her.

Get the fuck away from me! Get the fuck away!

Get yourself together.

Give me your wallet.

Go live in a dilapidated house in a toxic waste part of town,

Go to the house, OK? 1537 Paper Street.

Go.

God knows what they charged.

Goddamn it, an entire generation pumping gas.

Goddamn it!

Goddamn it! Goddamn it! Fuck you!

Gonna check in on you. I know where you live.

Gonna get, need to get, gotta get...

Good for you. It doesn't change a thing.

Good. Fine. Testicular cancer should be no contest.

Got two black shirts? Two pair of black pants?

Gotta get off

Gotta get off of this merry go round

Guy or girl?

Had I slept?

Haggling with my insurance company.

Hang on a second.

Hang on.

Hard working, indigenous peoples of...

Hard, packing sounds over the yelling.

Has got something to do with a girI named Marla Singer.

Has to watch game shows at full volume.

Have I been going to bed earlier every night?

Have I been sleeping later?

Have I been Tyler longer and longer?

Have I ever let us down?

Have you ever heard a death rattle before?

Have you ever heard a death rattle before?

Have you heard about the guy that invented it?

Have you recently made enemies

He developed bitch tits 'cause his testosterone was too high

He farted on meringues, sneezed on endives...

He fell down some stairs.

He flips the projectors, movie keeps going and the audience has no idea.

He had one part time job as a projectionist.

He handed them out in sealed envelopes.

He may enter and begin training.

He says, I dunno. Get married.

He was full of pep. Must have had his grande latte enema.

He was killed serving Project Mayhem, sir.

He was obviously able to handle it.

He was the guerrilla terrorist of the food service industry.

He was wearing his yellow tie.

He's a man, and he's dead now because of us.

He's my friend and you're not burying him in the garden!

He's not here.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello? Hello?

Hello. I need you to arrest me.

Hemingway. You?

Her lie reflected my lie.

Hey, Bob.

Hey, even the Mona Lisa's falling apart.

Hey, hey. Sit down.

Hey, man. How about next week?

Hey, Marla! Marla!

Hey, Tyler!

Hey, why do we need bunk beds?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! That's my car!

Hey! Watch out, jackass! Come on!

Hey! You left half your clothes.

Hey.

Hey. It's you and me.

Hey. What have we here?

Hi, Marla.

Hi. You're gonna call off your rigorous investigation.

His breakfast will taste better than any meal you and I have ever tasted.

His eyes already shrink wrapped in tears.

His heart rate, blood pressure or breathing.

His name is Robert Paulsen.

His name is Robert Paulsen.

His name is Robert Paulsen.

His name is Robert Paulsen. His name is Robert Paulsen. His...

His name... is Robert Paulsen.

Hitting bottom isn't a weekend retreat. It's not a goddamn seminar.

Home was a condo on the 15th floor of a filing cabinet

How about next month?

How are you, Bob?

How could Tyler, of all people, think it was a bad thing

How embarrassing. A housefuI of condiments and no food.

How far have you come because of me?

How have you been?

How I came to live with Tyler is...

How's that working out for you?

Huh?

Huh?

Human sacrifice.

Humans were once sacrificed on the hills above.

I I'm glad for her.

I always wanted three kids. Two boys and a girl.

I am Jack's broken heart.

I am Jack's medulla oblongata.

I am Jack's raging bile duct.

I am Jack's wasted life.

I Am JilI's Nipples. I Am Jack's Colon.

I am not...

I am responsible for all of it, and I accept that.

I am six years old again, passing messages between parents.

I became addicted.

I became the calm little center of the world.

I believe the plan is to blow up the headquarters

I called a second ago. There was no answer. I'm at a payphone.

I can figure this out. This isn't even real.

I can hardly believe anything from last night.

I can hear you breathing, you...

I can't cry if another faker is present, and I need this.

I can't do this anymore.

I can't explain now. Trust me.

I can't think of anything.

I can't. I won't.

I care about you and I don't want anything bad to happen to you because of me.

I could have moved to another room.

I couldn't cry. So once again, I couldn't sleep.

I deserved that. But I realized something important.

I did, actually.

I didn't even wear a tie to work anymore.

I don't even have to come into the office. I can do this job from home.

I don't know about this, Marla.

I don't know how Tyler found that house, but he said he'd been there for a year.

I don't know my dad.

I don't know! Nothing good. Is that what you want to hear me say?

I don't know. I don't understand.

I don't own...

I don't wanna die without any scars.

I dunno. I haven't thought about it in a while.

I emailed them to everyone.

I feel ill.

I fell down some stairs.

I felt like destroying something beautiful.

I felt like putting a bullet in every panda that wouldn't screw to save its species.

I felt sorry for guys packed into gyms,

I found a new one.

I found freedom.

I got it, I got it. Shit, I lost it.

I got right in everyone's hostile face. Yes, these are bruises from fighting.

I got this dress at a thrift store for $1.

I had everything in that suitcase. My CK shirts. My DKNY shoes. My AX ties.

I had it all. Even the glass dishes with tiny bubbles and imperfections,

I had it all. I had a stereo that was very decent.

I had seen her at Free And Clear, my blood parasites group, Thursdays.

I had to hug the walls, trapped inside this clockwork of space monkeys.

I have pornographic movies in my apartment,

I haven't been fucked like that since grade school.

I haven't seen you at any support groups.

I just can't win with you, can I?

I knew a Fight Club was close.

I knew the story before he told me.

I know I've been acting very strange, OK?

I know it seems there's two sides to me...

I know this because Tyler knows this.

I look around this room, and I see a lot of courage.

I look like you wanna look, fuck like you wanna fuck,

I loved every stick of furniture in that place.

I mean, all this. Why do you keep...

I mean, I know him, but he left when I was, like, six years old.

I need to see you...

I need to talk to your supervisor right away.

I need you out of town this week to cover some red flags.

I need you to check for a lump in my breast.

I need you to initial this list of phone calls, please.

I no longer have any fear of death.

I nod off, I wake up in strange places. I have no idea how I got there.

I prayed for a crash or a mid air collision.

I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid.

I really admire what you're doing.

I saw you at testicular cancer!

I saw you practicing this.

I say let's evolve.

I say never be complete.

I say stop being perfect.

I see all this potential. And I see it squandered.

I see in Fight Club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived.

I should find a hotel.

I should have been upset about my nice flaming little shit but I wasn't.

I still can't think of anything.

I suppose these things happen.

I think we're gonna have to talk about how this might compromise our goals.

I think you know.

I took what was left of a bottle. It might have been too much.

I understand.

I want brain parasites.

I want you to hit me as hard as you can.

I want you to really listen to me.

I wanted to breathe smoke.

I was a juicer.

I was a recall coordinator. My job was to apply the formula.

I was close to being complete.

I was living in a state of perpetual déjà vu.

I was the Zen master.

I wasn't host to cancer or parasites.

I will bring us through this.

I will! I wanna know certain things first!

I wish I could help you,

I wouldn't be talking to the same man.

I wrote little haiku poems.

I... I don't know.

I'd fight my boss, probably.

I'd flip through catalogs and wonder:

I'll be out of your way in a sec.

I'll grab that bitch Marla Singer and scream:

I'll have the clam chowder,

I'll just have a coffee, thanks.

I'm a 30 year old boy.

I'm all alone.

I'm fucking Lou. Who the fuck are you?

I'm gone.

I'm gonna go inside and I'm gonna get a shovel.

I'm half asleep again. I must have left it in the copy machine.

I'm keeping your license.

I'm looking for Tyler Durden. It's very important that I talk to him.

I'm not exposed to bespeak any such information to you,

I'm not paying this back. I consider it asshole tax.

I'm not supposed to talk about it.

I'm so close to the end,

I'm sorry. This is just coming as quite a shock to me, sir.

I'm trying to tell you I'm sorry.

I'm wondering if another woman is really the answer we need.

I've been coming for over a year.

I've seen you. I saw you at melanoma, I saw you at tuberculosis.

If I did have a tumor, I'd name it Marla.

If I didn't say anything, people always assumed the worst.

If I fall asleep, I'm done for.

If I saw something clever, like a coffee table

If meditation worked for cancer, it could work for this.

If only I had wasted a couple of minutes and gone to watch Marla Singer die,

If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God?

If the applicant waits three days without food or shelter,

If there's nothing in it

If this is your first time, you have to fight.

If you are seated in an emergency exit row

If you ask me now, I couldn't tell you why I called him.

If you could choose, who would you fight?

If you could fight any celebrity, who would you fight?

If you died now, how would you feel about your life?

If you erase the debt record, then we all go back to zero.

If you know, then I know.

If you look, you can see little dots come into the upper right corner of the screen.

If you made it walk around a party being extra nice to everybody.

If you then add sodium nitrate and sawdust, you got dynamite.

If you wake up at a different time, in a different place,

If you're not on your way to being a veterinarian in six weeks,

Imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light.

In a catastrophic emergency, you take giant panic breaths.

In death, a member of Project Mayhem has a name.

In Project Mayhem, we have no names.

In that case, sir, I advise against the clam chowder.

In the basement, you'll find some bathtubs

In the metropolitan area, we had probably 200 members.

In the shape of a yin yang, I had to have it.

In the Tibetan philosophy, Sylvia Plath sense, I know we're all dying.

In the world I see, you're stalking elk through the Grand Canyon forests

In two minutes, primary charges will blow base charges

In Tyler we trusted.

Instead of waiting for their turn to speak.

Interesting.

Irvine, you're in the middle. New guy, you too.

Irvine's at home with a broken collarbone. He don't own this place. I do.

Is anybody here?

Is it a problem for you to ask?

Is it going as well as you hoped... Rupert?

Is not who you were in the rest of the world.

Is somebody timing this?

Is that what a man looks like?

Is that your blood?

Is that your mom and dad?

Is this essential to our survival in the hunter gatherer sense?

Is this making you happy?

Is Tyler my bad dream, or am I Tyler's?

It could be worse.

It doesn't have your name! Who are you?

It looked like it was waiting to be torn down.

It means it was home made.

It moves over your body, healing you.

It must have been Tuesday. He had on his cornflower blue tie.

It really hurts.

It was beautifuI.

It was like following an invisible man.

It was on the tip of everyone's tongue. Tyler and I just gave it a name.

It was right in everyone's face. Tyler and I just made it visible.

It was the smart move on her part.

It wasn't about words.

It will be a powerful new weapon in the war against crime.

It will take dedication and commitment and, most of all, cooperation.

It'll be the corporations that name everything.

It'll hurt more than you've ever been burned and leave a scar.

It'll take a tremendous act of faith on your part, but hear me out.

It's a dildo.

It's all right here.

It's an article written by an organ in the first person.

It's as much mine as it is yours.

It's called a changeover.

It's cheaper than a movie and coffee's free.

It's company policy never to imply ownership in the event of a dildo.

It's getting exciting now.

It's just stuff. It's not a tragedy.

It's just, when you buy furniture, you tell yourself:

It's me! Bob!

It's not gonna happen.

It's not the end of the world. Just... go away.

It's OK.

It's on the side of the road.

It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.

It's the greatest moment of your life, and you're missing it!

It's tight as a drum, sir.

It's time for the one on ones.

It's under control, sir.

Jay! Go call 911!

Jesus Christ!

Jesus! Get some help!

Just answer the question! Did we do it or not?

Keep him talking. I need to make a phone call.

Keep me on the payroll as an outside consultant

Keep your mouth shut.

Knees together. Those awkward little steps.

Know that someday, you're gonna die.

Laying strips of venison

Let go of me. Leave me alone!

Let me go!

Let me tell you a little about Tyler Durden.

Let the chips fall where they may.

Let's go.

Life insurance pays off triple if you die on a business trip.

Like a Christmas tree.

Like a monkey ready to be shot into space.

Like a sex crime victim, underwear inside out, bound with electrical tape.

Like so many others, I had become a slave to the IKEA nesting instinct.

Like splicing a frame of pornography into family films.

Like the first monkey shot into space.

Like the testicle thing?

Limber, though. Silly cooze.

Listen to me. I'm giving you a direct order. We're aborting this mission now.

Listen to me. You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you.

Listen, um...

Look at my face. I'm a member.

Look, I'm fine. Everything's fine.

Look, stupid fuck!

Look, the people you are after are the people you depend on.

Look, this is important. These are my groups.

Look. Just give me the paychecks, like I asked,

Lose the tie.

Lost in oblivion.

Marla doesn't need a lover, just a caseworker.

Marla, the big tourist.

Marla, you liar! You big tourist! I need this! Now, get out!

Marla! Marla! Hey, wait!

Marla?

Marla's philosophy of life was that she might die at any moment.

Married this other woman and had some other kids.

May I see your hand, please?

Me too. I've got a stomach full of Xanax.

Men is what we are.

Might have gone out, letting out a little bit of gas.

Mindy wanted two girls and a boy.

Monday mornings, all I thought about was next week.

Most of the week, we were Ozzie and Harriet.

Most of the windows were boarded up.

Most people normal people do just about anything to avoid a fight.

Motherfucker! You hit me in the ear!

Mr. Durden!

Multiply it by the probable rate of failure, B.

Multiply the result by the average out of court settlement, C.

Murder, crime, poverty. These things don't concern me.

My dad never went to college, so it was real important that I go.

My eyes are open.

My father dumped me. Tyler dumped me.

My God.

My job will be never to tell people these things that I know.

My suitcase was vibrating?

My two grown kids won't even return my phone calls.

Near 400 gallons of nitroglycerin!

Neither would have surprised me.

Never. Now get the fuck off my porch! Get off my porch!

Next group, after guided meditation,

Nice big cock.

Nine times out of ten it's an electric razor, but... every once in a while...

No clam chowder. Thank you.

No fear. No distractions.

No Great Depression.

No, I didn't quite catch that, Lou.

No, I mean... It's OK.

No, it's all right.

No, no. Fifteen seconds, please! Fifteen seconds, don't open your mouth.

No, no. I got something so much better now.

No, nothing.

No, this is Detective Stern of the Arson Unit.

No!

No!

No! Don't deal with this the way those dead people do! Come on!

No.

No.

No. I don't. I really don't anymore.

No. I may need to talk to you, so you let me know if you're gonna leave town.

No. I'm not listening to you. You're not even there.

No. I'm not sure I'm the man for that particular job.

No. I'm onto you. I know what's going on here.

No. No.

No. Please, no.

No. You need healthy, natural sleep.

No... That's not the same thing at all. It's totally different with us.

Nobody knows that they saw it but they did.

None of this would've happened.

Nor would I, even if I had said information at this juncture, be able.

Not my head, Tyler.

Nothing worked.

Now find your power animal.

Now I'm 25. Make my yearly call again. Dad, now what?

Now it's left the basements and it's Project Mayhem.

Now keep this going. Remember to breathe.

Now run on home.

Now we both have three...

Now we're going to open the green door, the heart chakra...

Now what are you doing?

Now you see our dilemma.

Now, a question of etiquette.

Now, I just need to know if you've seen Tyler.

Now, let's ready ourself for guided meditation.

Now, nobody was the center of Fight Club except the two men fighting.

Now, self destruction...

Now, should we initiate a recall?

Now, you listen to me.

Of a copy.

Of these credit card companies

Oh, Christ.

Oh, God!

Oh, God. Three pitchers of beer and you still can't ask.

Oh, it's late.

Oh, my God, your face!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! No! Please stop!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, no.

Oh, nothing.

Oh, they use that on racehorses, for Christ's sakes.

Oh, yeah. Chloe.

Oh, you've got some fucked up friends!

OK, man. OK.

OK, quick! We gotta get rid of the evidence his body!

OK, you cry now.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK. Any historical figure.

OK. Let's partner up.

OK. Take both the parasites. They're yours.

On a long enough time line,

On the third floor where I might not have heard them.

Once the tallow hardens, you skim off a layer of glycerin.

One can make all kinds of explosives using simple household items.

Operation Latte Thunder. Go!

Or maybe you shouldn't bring me every piece of trash you pick up.

Or the Ohamshab sofa with the Strinne green stripe pattern.

Or the wet choke when someone gasped and sprayed...

Or these guys are gonna take your balls.

Or when a blast of debris that used to be your personal effects

Or will it just be a death hairball?

Or... maybe I knew you'd know, so I spent all day thinking about the wrong ones.

Other times, you imagine you're watching me.

Our gift to the world.

Our great war is a spiritual war.

Our head.

Out these windows, we will view the collapse of financial history.

Over the urine content of their soup.

Ow!

Pacific. Mountain. CentraI. Lose an hour. Gain an hour.

People always ask me if I know Tyler Durden.

Pick up your dental records. Know why?

Picture Marla Singer throwing herself around her crummy apartment.

Planet Tyler.

Please ask a flight attendant to reseat you.

Please get on the bus. Please get on the bus.

Please return your seat backs to their full upright and locked position.

Please?

Polish my Scandinavian furniture.

Prepare to evacuate soul.

Pretend you're me. Make a managerial decision.

Prioritize these. Here's your flight coupons. Call me if there's any snags.

Project Hope will be a joint effort

Proof that they were crafted by the honest,

Pumping round after round into colleagues and co workers.

Put a gun to my head

Put me down, you bald headed fuck!

Quit wasting our time. Get the fuck out of here.

Raymond! You're going to die.

Ready to sacrifice himself for the greater good.

Really, what is it?

Really? Still Remaining Men Together?

Red and blue Tuinals, lipstick red Seconals...

Responsible for numerous acts of vandalism and assault all over this city.

Resurrected.

Right.

Right. Except you is meaningless now. We have to forget about you.

Right. OK.

Right. We're consumers.

Robert Paulsen?

Rogaine. Viagra. Olestra.

Rogaine. Viagra. Olestra.

Run, Forrest, run!

Same great taste. Pepsi. Generation Next.

Say it!

See it swimming?

See you... around.

Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to.

Shampoo conditioner combos. Sample package mouthwash. Tiny bars of soap.

Shatner. I'd fight William Shatner.

She didn't call Tyler. I'm neutraI in her book.

She had no diseases at all.

She invaded my support groups and now my home.

She knows too much.

She was a liar.

She's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down.

Shut up!

Shut up!

Sir, anything you order is free of charge, sir.

Sir, the first rule of Project Mayhem is you do not ask questions, sir.

Sir, the first rule of Project Mayhem is you do not...

Sir, we have to do this.

Sir!

Sir.

Sit.

Slaves with white collars.

Slide.

Slide.

So fuck off with your sofa units and Strinne green stripe patterns.

So go crazy! Let it rip.

So I graduate. I call him up long distance and say, Dad, now what?

So let's all of us follow Thomas's example and really open ourselves up.

So many people moving, the house moved.

So someone has to switch the projectors at the exact moment

So the best fat for soap comes from humans.

So when the snooty cat and the courageous dog

So you gotta find somewhere else to go.

So you're a tourist.

So, please, I'm begging you, please call this off.

Soap.

Some guy's name on my underwear.

Some of it, yeah.

Somehow related to underground boxing clubs.

Someone informs you that this company installs front seat mounting brackets

Someone loved it intensely for one day,

Someone very, very close to you.

Something horrible had been growing.

Something terrible is about to happen to your building.

Sometimes, Tyler spoke for me.

Sorry?

Space monkey.

Step forward into your cave.

Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.

Still not getting it.

Stop fucking around! Tyler!

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop trying to control everything and just let go!

Stop!

Strangers with this kind of honesty make me go a big, rubbery one.

Streets are safer now. There is hope in the inner city.

Suddenly I realize that all of this the gun, the bombs, the revolution

Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate.

Supposedly, he was born in a mental institution

Swing by First Methodist, Tuesday nights. See the guys with testicular cancer.

Take him to the garden and bury him.

Take the number of vehicles in the field, A.

Take the rest of the day off. Come back Monday with clean clothes.

Take this money and get on this bus. I promise I will never bother you again.

Taxi!

Technically, I have more right to be there. You still have your balls.

Technically, you are. But it's all the same to her.

Telephone, computer, fax machine,

Television with 500 channels,

Tell the applicant if he's too young, too old or too fat.

Ten, nine, eight...

Thank you, Chloe.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, Thomas.

Thank you.

Thanks for the thought.

Thanks, Lou.

Thanks.

Thanks. Bye.

That fart smell of steam. The hamster cage smell of wood chips.

That have been used very recently to make large quantities of nitroglycerin.

That hurt.

That is why we have created Project Hope...

That Marla Singer was about to die?

That never pass collision tests,

That one reel ends and the next one begins.

That sounds familiar.

That was Commissioner Jacobs who just arrived on the scene

That was his idea.

That would heal if you could stop tonguing it, but you can't.

That's an interesting theory.

That's as much certainty as anyone can give me.

That's fucking great.

That's nice. Taking food to... Mrs. Haniver and Mrs. Raines.

That's not necessary.

That's our headquarters.

That's really good.

That's right.

That's right.

That's right.

That's the cue for a changeover.

That's the last sofa I'll need.

That's the stupidest thing I ever heard.

The ability to let that which does not matter truly slide.

The beginning.

The big moosie slobbering all over me, that was Bob.

The buildings are empty. We're not killing anyone. We're setting them free!

The car crashes and burns with everyone trapped inside.

The condom is the glass slipper of our generation.

The condom is the glass slipper of our generation.

The Demolitions Committee of Project Mayhem

The feeI of a floor still warm from a fight the night before.

The fight is over.

The first rule is, I'm not supposed to talk about it.

The first rule of Fight Club is don't talk about Fight Club?

The first rule of Fight Club is you do not talk about Fight Club.

The first soap was made from heroes' ashes,

The full extent of our relationship wasn't clear to me until now,

The girl had done her homework.

The girl who lives there used to be a charming, lovely girl.

The gun's in my hand.

The house had become a living thing,

The Hovetrekke home exerbike.

The hysterical shouting was in tongues, like at a PentecostaI Church.

The IBM Stellar Sphere.

The illusion of safety.

The Klipsk personal office unit.

The leader walked through the crowd, out in the darkness.

The mattress is all sealed in slippery plastic.

The Microsoft Galaxy.

The microwave cordon bleu hobby kit.

The movie goes on, and nobody in the audience has any idea.

The other night, he was splicing sex organs into Cinderella.

The people I meet on each flight, they're single serving friends.

The Planet Starbucks.

The police later told me the pilot light

The premise of cybernetting an office is make things more efficient.

The previous occupant had been a bit of a shut in.

The question, Raymond, was: what did you want to be?

The rear differential locks up.

The scratch on the roof of your mouth

The second rule is you do not ask questions.

The second rule of Fight Club is...

The shit that came out of this woman's mouth, I had never heard!

The smell of dried blood.

The stairs were ready to collapse.

The survivaI rate for everyone drops to zero.

The survival rate for everyone drops to zero.

The teenager's braces are stuck to the ashtray.

The tragedy, she said, was that she didn't.

The walls were solid concrete.

Then at Hope, my bimonthly sickle cell circle.

Then I ran some more.

Then the refrigerator's compressor could have clicked on.

Then tossed it.

Then... bam!

There are 10 other bombs in 10 other buildings.

There was no lock on the front door

There were no neighbors. Just warehouses and a paper mill.

There's a whole series of these.

There's always that.

There's one in Penns Grove too. Bob even found one up in New Castle.

There's... nothing up there.

These are the first steps in a long journey.

They almost broke my arm!

They cried harder...

They talk to themselves. They see themselves as they'd like to be.

They used a chisel to shatter the cylinder.

They used a chisel to shatter the cylinder.

They were burning their fingertips with lye.

They'll send one to the New York Times and one to the LA Times.

They're gonna have to call the kindly doctor.

Third rule of Fight Club:

This chick, Marla Singer, did not have testicular cancer.

This could go on for hours.

This does not belong to us.

This is a man and he has a name, and it's Robert Paulsen, OK?

This is a tightly regimented organization

This is bullshit. This is bullshit! I'm not listening to this.

This is cancer, right?

This is crazy. You want me to hit you?

This is Detective Stern with the Arson Unit.

This is how I met Marla Singer.

This is how Tyler and I were able to have Fight Club every night of the week.

This is it. Ground zero.

This is not the worst thing that can happen. We don't need him!

This is so fucking stupid.

This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

This isn't a for real suicide. It's probably a cry for help.

This isn't fucking evidence. This is a person.

This must have been what all those people felt like

This was mine and Tyler's gift.

This week, each one of you has a homework assignment.

Three minutes.

Throwers don't worry. Modern bombs don't tick.

Thursday?

To begin tonight's communion, Chloe would like to say a few words.

To what purpose? For what greater good?

To your cave.

Too young. Sorry.

Tragically, they're dead. I'm alive and I'm in poverty. Want any?

Training for what?

Trust me. Everything's gonna be fine.

Trying to look like how Calvin Klein or Tommy Hilfiger said they should.

Trying to talk to me, coy koi

Turn off the jukebox. Lock the back.

Turning on one light meant another light in the house went out.

Two and a half. Think of everything we've accomplished.

Two and a half. Think of everything we've accomplished.

Two gunshot wounds coming through! Make some fucking room!

Two sides? You're Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Jackass.

Tyler also works sometimes as a banquet waiter at the luxurious Pressman Hotel.

Tyler and Marla were never in the same room.

Tyler built himself an army.

Tyler dreamed up new homework assignments.

Tyler Durden, you fucking freak! What's going on?

Tyler Durden.

Tyler Durden.

Tyler had been busy, setting up franchises all over the country.

Tyler isn't here.

Tyler sold his soap to department stores at $20 a bar.

Tyler was a night person. While the rest of us slept, he worked.

Tyler was full of useful information.

Tyler was now involved in a lawsuit with the Pressman HoteI

Tyler,

Tyler, get away from the van.

Tyler, I'm not kidding! Get away from the van!

Tyler?

Tyler?

Tyler. Tyler.

Tyler...

Tyler's door was closed.

Tyler's gone.

Um...

Un fucking believable.

Unbelievable.

Under and behind and inside everything this man took for granted,

Very modern art.

Wait a second. Hold on.

Wait right here.

Wait! I gotta talk to you! Marla! Marla!

Waiting tables.

Was I asleep?

Was I asleep? Had I slept?

Was I asleep? Had I slept?

Was it ticking?

Way out in the water

We all started seeing things differently.

We are all part of the same compost heap.

We are by products of a lifestyle obsession.

We are God's unwanted children? So be it!

We are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world.

We are the all singing, all dancing...

We believe this is one of many recent acts of vandalism around the city

We cook your meals. We haul your trash. We connect your calls.

We drive your ambulances. We guard you while you sleep.

We give each other strength.

We gotta get his balls.

We have a deal worked out with Irvine.

We have front row seats for this theater of mass destruction.

We have just lost cabin pressure.

We have new information about the incident at your former condo.

We have no Great War.

We have the exact same briefcase.

We have to use the indefinite article a dildo, never your dildo.

We met... We met on the airplane.

We might wanna switch nights.

We need to talk.

We never could agree on anything.

We now had corporate sponsorship.

We should do this again sometime.

We should do this again sometime.

We split 'em up. That was the idea. Remember?

We started Fight Club together. Remember?

We used to read pornography.

We were finding out more and more that we were not alone.

We were on assignment.

We were supposed to kill two birds with one stone.

We will be coordinating a rigorous investigation.

We'll just let that dry...

We'll see you next week.

We'll split up the week, OK? You take lymphoma and tuberculosis.

We're a generation of men raised by women.

We're slowly learning that fact.

We're still men.

We're the middle children of history, men. No purpose or place.

We've all been raised on TV to believe that one day we'd be millionaires

We've just had a near life experience!

Welcome back, sir.

Welcome to Fight Club.

Well, I gotta tell you,

Well, I'm still here.

Well, it works both ways.

Well, make sure.

Well, she had her first child last week.

Well, thanks, anyway.

Well...

Well...

Were the midterms hard?

Whah!

What a shithole.

What about the seventh day? I want bowel cancer.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you getting out of all this?

What concerns me are celebrity magazines,

What did you wanna be, Raymond K Hessel?

What do you do for a living?

What do you get out of it?

What do you mean?

What do you think?

What happened to your hand?

What happened? What happened?

What I've come to realize is that I really like you, Marla.

What is that supposed to mean? What...

What is... What is all this?

What kind of dining set defines me as a person?

What the fuck are you doing, running around in your underpants?

What the fuck did you guys do?

What the fuck was the point of that?

What the hell are you doing?

What then?

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?

What... What are you saying?

What'll you wish you'd done before you die?

What's all that?

Whatever.

Whatever.

When deep space exploration ramps up,

When did that happen?

When he trounced the maitre d' of a locaI food court.

When he was like, You are not your job, I was like, Yeah!

When people think you're dying, they really listen to you instead of...

When the fight was over, nothing was solved.

When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep

Where are they, exactly?

Where are you going with this, IKEA boy?

Where did you go, psycho boy?

Where does it lead?

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

Where to begin?

Where's Tyler?

Which car company do you work for?

Which means a lot of people have been breaking the first two rules of Fight Club.

Who are all these people?

Who did this?

Who gives a shit? No one's watching. What do you care?

Who might have access to home made dynamite?

Who told you motherfuckers you could use my place?

Who you were in Fight Club

Who... Who the fuck do you think you are, you crazy little shit?

Whoa! Whoa!

Whoever set this dynamite could have blown out

Whoop! Agh!

Why do guys like us know what a duvet is?

Why do people think that I'm you?

Why do you still waste time with her?

Why do you wanna put a gun to your head?

Why the ear, man?

Why these buildings? Why credit card companies?

Why was Tyler Durden building an army?

Why would anyone possibly confuse you with me?

Why would anyone want this shit job?

Why would you do that?

Why? So you can pretend you're interested?

Will you excuse me? I need to take this.

With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.

With an Armalite AR10 carbine gas powered semiautomatic weapon,

With enough soap, one could blow up anything.

With enough soap, one could blow up anything.

With insomnia, nothing's real.

With the celebrity voices first meet,

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground

With your unpresentable appearance?

Without me, Jack could not regulate

Without pain or sacrifice, we would have nothing.

Working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need.

Would... Would that be a problem?

Wow. Chloe.

Wrapped the foundation columns of a dozen buildings with blasting gelatin.

Yeah, but you haven't been going to yours.

Yeah, hey, to both of us, right?

Yeah, I *69'd you. I never pick up my phone.

Yeah, thanks.

Yeah, well, sometimes.

Yeah, well...

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah?

Yeah. I Get Cancer. I Kill Jack.

Yeah. I guess so.

Yeah. Why wasn't I told about Project Mayhem?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. You're a faker. You're not dying.

Yep. That's you.

Yes, I'm comfortable with that. I am enlightened.

Yes, I'm sure.

Yes, sir.

Yes, we're men.

Yes! Oh, harder, harder!

Yes. Can I help you?

Yes. It's hard to know what to make of this.

You are not a beautiful, unique snowflake...

You are not your job or how much money you have!

You are not your job.

You are now firing a gun at your imaginary friend

You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.

You are too fucking old, fatty!

You bastard!

You broke your promise.

You can borrow it sometime.

You can cry.

You can swallow a pint of blood before you get sick.

You can't be smoking! You know how much ether is in here?

You can't get married.

You can't go into the unit. Police orders.

You can't have both. Take the blood parasites.

You can't leave, Marla! You're not safe!

You can't smoke in here.

You could not do this on your own.

You dance all night, then you throw it away.

You did lose a lot of versatile solutions for modern living.

You don't have to go.

You don't know how this feels!

You don't know where I've been!

You don't want to get into this. It becomes an addiction.

You feel a healing energy all around you.

You find this. What would you do?

You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me.

You fucker! What sick fucking game are you playing at, putting me on a...

You give up the condo life and all your flaming worldly possessions,

You got about 30 seconds.

You got here fast.

You have a kind of sick desperation in your laugh.

You have every right to be...

You have to fight.

You have very serious emotional problems

You hear me now?

You know using steroids.

You know why they put oxzgen masks on planes?

You look crazy!

You run around in ski masks trying to blow things up?

You said if anyone ever interferes with Project Mayhem, even you,

You say anything about me or what goes on

You slip one on when you meet a stranger.

You sprayed me with your hose.

You still wrestle with it, so sometimes you're still you.

You take tuberculosis. My smoking doesn't go over at all.

You think this is a game?

You think?

You told us you'd say that too.

You too, big guy.

You wake up at O'Hare. Dallas Fort Worth. BWI.

You wake up at SeaTac.

You want me to deprioritize my reports until you advise of a status upgrade?

You were in here last Thursday.

You were standing where you are now, asking how good security is.

You weren't alive anywhere like you were there.

You will be dead.

You will publicly state there is no underground group

You won't believe the dream I had last night.

You wouldn't believe.

You'd rather die here, on your knees, in the back of a convenience store?

You'll catch a flash of Tyler's contribution to the film.

You'll climb the thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower.

You're a genius, sir.

You're an insane person.

You're feeling premature enlightenment.

You're going deeper into your cave,

You're gonna go out. You're gonna start a fight with a total stranger.

You're gonna have to keep me up...

You're gonna start a fight,

You're Mr. Durden.

You're not gonna believe this.

You're not how much money you have in the bank.

You're not real. That gun... That gun isn't even in your hand.

You're not the contents of your wallet.

You're not your fucking khakis.

You're sensitive, then you turn into an asshole.

You're the Department of Transportation, OK?

You're the one who gave me this.

You're too old, fat man.

You're too young to train here, end of story.

You're trespassing and I will have to call the police.

Your bald freaks hit me with a fucking broom!

Your head will collapse

Your head will collapse but there's nothing in it

Your life is in danger.

Your pilot light days before the explosion.

Your tits are too big. Get the fuck off my porch.

52 weekly paychecks and 48 airline flight coupons.

1700 square feet with high ceilings

2160.

... is over. ... is over.

A comforter. It's a blanket. Just a blanket.

A hotel? Yeah.

Ain't that something. It is, actually.

Alive or dead? Doesn't matter. Who'd be tough?

and spray my brains. That's good.

And the third rule is... Bob, Bob. I'm a member.

And you? I don't know. Nothing.

Are we done? Yeah, we're done.

Are you still there? Wait. Are you saying that I'm a suspect?

Are you sure this isn't a test? No, this is not a test.

Are you sure? You can tell me. Believe me, I'm sure.

Are you threatening me? No...

Bury him. What?

Can I stay at your place? Yeah.

Come on, guys. Please. Stop it. His name is Robert Paulsen.

Come on, people, let's go! Get the fuck off! Get away from him!

Come on. He had a plan.

Come on. Hit me, before I lose my nerve. Oh, God. This is crazy.

Compliance and Liability. My tit's gonna rot off.

Did you hear what I just said? You and your friend.

Did you start that one? No, I thought you did.

Do you know what this means? No. What does it mean?

Does this sound strange to you? Yes, sir. Very strange.

Don't fight. It's a powerful gesture, Mr. Durden.

Don't fuck around! Meet me in the back.

Everything on a plane is single serving... Oh, I get it. Very clever.

Excuse me? Don't worry about us, sir. We're solid.

Feel anything? No.

Get in the right lane. You have to know!

Go ahead, tell 'em. You get the idea.

Go to a hospital. I can't afford to waste money on a doctor.

Goddamn it, Tyler! What do you want?

Great. Keep it up, then. Keep it right up.

Had sex. What kind of stupid question is that?

Have we ever done it? Done what?

He moves city and starts a new family. Fucker's setting up franchises.

He moves city and starts a new family. Fucker's setting up franchises.

He says, Get a job. Same here.

Hear what? All that noise. Hold on.

Hello? Who's this?

Hello? Yeah, yeah.

Here comes an avalanche of bullshit. A little more faith than that.

Hey, thanks for the beer. Yeah, man.

Hey, what's all this? Hey!

Hey, where's 513? End of the hall.

Hey. Let me get that for you.

Holy shit! Yeah!

Homework assignment. What kind?

How about you? Lincoln.

How did you find me? You left a forwarding number.

How do you know? I cheated.

I agree! Fuck damnation, fuck redemption.

I am not. Let me go. No! Talk to me.

I asked you what you studied! Biology, mostly.

I can't believe he's standing. Tough motherfucker.

I can't have you talking to her about me. Why would I talk to her?

I could check your prostate. I think I'm OK.

I don't know about this. I don't either.

I don't think so. What do you want?

I fucked it up. No, that was perfect.

I get the point! No!

I go Saturday. Congratulations.

I know I haven't treated you well. Whatever.

I know, and I'm sorry. You're sorry, I'm sorry, everyone's sorry.

I mean that. Yes, it's very serious.

I never want to see you again! If that's what it takes...

I think this is about where we came in. Want to say a few words for the occasion?

I wanna know what you're thinking. Fuck what you know!

I want everybody out of here right now. Hey! You should join our club.

I want that. You can't have the whole brain.

I want you to do me a favor. Yeah, sure.

I'd fight Gandhi. Good answer.

I'd like to order Erika Pekkari dust ruffles. Please hold.

I'll ask the questions. Tell him.

I'm coming over! I'm not there!

I'm getting water! You can use water and make it worse or...

I'm onto you. What?

I'm stopping this. Why?

I've involved you in something terrible. No. Shut up!

I've never seen you there. I go Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Imagine how he feels. Come on, this isn't funny!

Is it true about Fight Club in Miami? Is Mr. Durden building an army?

Is that a gun? Please tell me it's not. It's a gun. Meet me in the back.

Is this a test, sir? No. This is not a test.

Is this a trick? No. I need to know...

Is this not a good time for you? Just tell him you fucking did it!

It was me! I thank the Academy.

It went smooth until... Police! Freeze!

It's a lot of responsibility. Wanna switch seats?

It's hard to imagine you as a Boy Scout. Keep stirring.

Jesus, Tyler. You talked to her about me.

Just ask, man. What are you talking about?

Leave her with me. Meet me downstairs. Are you sure?

Leave me alone. You're afraid to say.

Let go! All right. Fine.

Let her go. Christ Almighty!

Let's go to that house on Paper Street. Be right there.

Lincoln? Mm hm.

Listen, I tried, Tyler. I really tried. I know you did.

Look, this is a bad time. I've been going to Debtors Anonymous.

Look... You decide your level of involvement!

Looks like this is goodbye. Let's not make a big thing out of it.

Marla, you don't understand! Leave me alone!

Martha Stewart. Fuck Martha Stewart.

Miss Singer! Good luck trying to save her!

My name is Bob. Bob?

Never? No.

No problem. I wish I could return the favor.

No, I did not. Is that true? That's right.

No, I don't. Yes, you do.

No, I wasn't aware of that. I am Jack's cold sweat.

No. No, thank you. I found a cigarette.

No. No. I want bowel cancer. That's your favorite too?

No. You can't die of insomnia. What about narcolepsy?

No. You have a house. Rented in your name.

Not that we don't love your visits. You are such a nutcase. I can't keep up.

Now promise me. OK.

of a four alarm fire that broke out... She's hot.

Oh, God! Give me another one.

Oh, hey. No, no, no. Yes, you did. So just ask.

Oh, nothing, it's no problem. No, no, no, sir. He's not kidding.

Oh, yeah, I'm OK. You look terrible, sir. What happened?

OK, I'm pretty sure. You feel nothing?

OK? OK.

Or use vinegar to neutralize the burn. Please let me have it, please!

Or you stay up and make soap. You're fucking Marla, Tyler.

Paint a self portrait. Build a house.

Please hold. ... wherever.

Promise. I just said, I promise! What...

Quit screwing around. Steer! Look at you!

Really? Free to all.

Really? I'm not kidding.

Really? If one were so inclined.

Really? To make soap, first we render fat.

S... Stuff. Stuff?

Say my name! Tyler Durden.

Security! I am Jack's smirking revenge.

Shit, man. And now it's all gone. All gone.

Sir! Are you checking out? Yeah. Bill me.

Sir. $300 personal burial money?

Sir. One black jacket?

So what's up? Uh...

So you can breathe. Oxzgen gets you high.

So you need more schooling. Too much school.

So you're staying in tonight? Do you wanna hear me describe death?

Some of this information checks out. Uh huh?

Some really fucked up people. I'm on my way out.

Something on your mind, dear? No.

Son, this is serious. Yes, I know it's serious.

Sorry? I make and I sell soap.

Sorry. Throwers? Baggage handlers.

Speaking. OK, listen to me.

Steer! Look at you! You're fucking pathetic!

Stop. What are we doing?

Stop. What are you doing? Hands behind your back.

Take some responsibility. I do.

That was where I fit. They'll have to drain my pecs again.

That's right, Lou. Get it out. Shut the fuck up.

The dynamite... Dynamite?

The first rule of Project Mayhem... Shut up!

The gas was just a detonator. Who'd do such a thing?

The greatest thing you've ever done. I can't let this happen.

There'll be nothing left of your face. Come on!

There's a Fight Club in Delaware City. Yeah, I heard.

They shot him in the head. Fucking pigs!

This can't be happening. It's already done, so shut up!

This conversation... This conversation...

This is a chemical burn. Agh! Aaagh!

This is Bob. But, sir, in...

This is the best soap. Why, thank you, Susan.

This is what we want. No. I don't want this.

This isn't possible. This is crazy. People do it every day.

Those motherfuckers! You morons.

Tried to slip it by me, eh? Look, we'll split it.

Turn around. What are we doing?

Tyler? Who is this?

Tyler's not here. Tyler went away. What?

Uh... the clever guy. Oh, yeah. Right.

Veterinarian. Veterinarian. Animals.

Wait. What is this place? A liposuction clinic.

We all thought you were dead. No, no. Still here.

We are not special. Fuck that. You should have told me.

We did make love? Is that what you're calling it?

We need to talk. Sure.

We've just heard the stories. What stories?

Well, Jesus, I'm sorry. Ow! Christ!

What are we celebrating? Go on.

What are you talking about? Nothing. Nothing.

What did you say? What is wrong with you?

What do you care? What do you care if I ask?

What do you mean by us? I'm sorry. Do you hear this?

What do you want? I'll take the parasites.

What happened? Don't ask.

What is that? It's nothing. Don't worry.

What the fuck is going on? I ask you for one thing. One simple thing.

What, are you selling those? Yes, I'm selling some clothes.

What? Being clever.

What? I want you to hit me as hard as you can.

What? Let's pretend.

What? The things you own end up owning you.

What? They shot Bob.

What? This is my house.

What? You called me

What? You need to leave town for a while.

What? You playing doctor. What was going on?

What? You're a brave man to order this.

What? You get rid of her! Don't mention me.

What's going on? We're celebrating.

When were these made? Between 2:00 and 3:30 this morning.

Where is everybody? Oh, no. What's going on?

Where? Like, in the face? Surprise me.

Where's your car? What car?

Who am I? Yeah.

Who were you talking to? Shut up.

Why are you doing this? They think you're a threat.

Why can't I get rid of you? You need me.

Why do you do it? I don't know.

Why is she here? Tying up loose ends.

Why wasn't I included in the beginning? Fight Club was the beginning.

Why? I don't know.

Why? I don't know. Never been in a fight. You?

Why? Why? What are you talking about? Why do you think I blew up your condo?

Would you rather be dead? No, please...

Wrap it around the top of his Hacky Sack. Man! His balls are ice cold.

Yeah, actually... I hear all kinds of things.

Yeah! Yeah!

Yeah? Marla, it's me.

Yeah. Animal and stuff. Stuff. Yeah, I got that.

Yes, sir. One pair black boots? Black socks?

Yes? I don't know if you're aware,

You are insane! No. You're insane.

You could deal with anything. Have you finished those reports?

You do? I really do.

You don't know where I've been, Lou. Oh, my God!

You got him? I got him.

You got it. No.

You have every reason to live. She's infectious human waste!

You just want me to hit you? Come on. Do me this one favor.

You know what I mean. You fucked her. No, I didn't.

You know why? No.

You look awful. You need assistance. I'm fine.

You need to lighten up. Can you please just give me something?

You promise? I promise.

You said you'd say that. I'm not Tyler Durden!

You shot yourself? Yes, but it's OK. Marla, look at me.

You wanna finish her off? Ooh!

You're a moron. I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

You're a voice in my head. You're a voice in mine!

You're kidding. I dunno. Am I?

You're not safe. Shut up!

You're not talking about me, are you? No.

You're shot. Yes, I'm shot.

You're up for review. I am Jack's complete lack of surprise.

...and trash a franchise coffee bar.

...and you have to come home to this.

...deeper into your cave as you walk.

...five, four, three...

...helping others with prevention and enforcement.

...left a residue of ammonium oxalate potassium perchloride.

...Tyler was gone.

'Cause it affords him interesting opportunities.

'cause you need a place to stay.

60 seconds till CRl. No.

1888. Who am I calling?