Every time the plane banked too sharply on takeoff or landing, I prayed for a crash or a midair collision. Anything.
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Now you see our dilemma. She knows too much.
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I am Jack�s wasted life.
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Security? I am Jack's smirking revenge. Ohh!
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Hey, Marla!
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Sorry. What did - Come here! Leave me alone! You crazy? Uhh!
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Yeah? Hey, you know, some of this information checks out. Let's go over to that house on Paper Street. Be right there.
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Back up. Face down on the floor, both of you, right now!
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Where's your car? What car?
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This kid from work, Rick y, couldn't remember whether you ordered pens with blue ink or black...
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Uhh! How could Tyler not go for that? The night before last, he was splicing sex organs into Cinderella. Marla doesn't need a lover. She needs a fucking case worker. She needs a wash. And she's in love with sport fuckin'. She invaded my support groups. Now she'd invaded my home. Hey, hey. Sit down.
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Shit.
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Kick his ass! Hit him again, man! Come on! Hit him!
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Every week, Tyler gave the rules that he and I decided. Gentlemen, welcome to Fight Club.
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As the fat renders, the tallows float to the surface. Like in Boy Scouts. I can imagine you as a Boy Scout. Keep stirrin'.
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Oh, God! Oh! Get another one. Unhh!
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In the world I see, you're stalking elk through the damp canyon forest, around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You'll climb the vines that wrap the Sears Tower. And when you look down, you'll see tiny figures pounding corn, Laying strips of venison on the empty carpool lane of some abandoned superhighway.
