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...