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It's useless to fight. This is really a powerful gesture, Mr. Durden. It'll set quite an example. You're making a big mistake, fellas. You said you'd say that. I'm not Tyler Durden! You told us you'd say that, too. All right, I am Tyler Durden. Listen to me, I'm giving you a direct order. We are aborting this mission, right now. You said you would definitely say that.
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1m21s
He was wearing his yellow tie. I didn't even wear a tie to work anymore. "The first rule of Fight Club is you don't talk about Fight Club"? I'm half asleep again. I must've left the original in the copy machine. "The second rule of Fight Club - " is this yours? Huh? Pretend you're me. Make a managerial decision. You find this. What would you do? Well, I gotta tell ya... I'd be very, very careful who you talk to about that. Because the person who wrote that... is dangerous. And this buttoned-down, oxford-cloth psycho might just snap and then stalk from office to office with an Armilade AR-10 carbine gas-powered semi-automatic weapon, pumping round after round into colleagues and coworkers. This might be someone you've known for years... someone very... very... close to you. Tyler's words coming out of my mouth. And I used to be such a nice guy. Maybe you shouldn't bring me every little piece of trash you happen to pick up. Liability. My tit's gonna rot off. Will you excuse me? I need to take this.
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28.4s
Oh, Christ. Now what are you doing? I'm stopping this. Why? Greatest thing you've ever done, man. No, I can't let this happen. You know there are 10 other bombs in 10 other buildings. God damn it, since when is Project Mayhem about murder? The buildings are empty. Security and maintenance, all our people. We're not killing anyone, man, we're setting 'em free. Bob is dead. They shot him in the head. You wanna make an omelet, you gotta break some eggs. No, I'm not listening to you. You're not even there.
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17.5s
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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