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People are always asking me if I know Tyler Durden. 3 minutes. Ground zero. Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion? With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels. I can't think of anything. For a second I totally forget about Tyler's whole controlled demolition thing, and I wonder how clean that gun is. Getting exciting now. That old saying, how you always hurt the one you love? Well, it works both ways.
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30.5s
Something on your mind, dear? No. All right, yeah. Why wasn't I told about Project Mayhem? First rule of Project Mayhem is you do not ask questions. What are you talking about? Why didn't you include me in the beginning? Fight Club was the beginning. Now it's moved out of the basement, it's called Project Mayhem. You and I started Fight Club together. Do you remember that? It's as much mine as it is yours, you know. Is this about you and me? Yeah. I thought we were doing this together. You're missing the point. This does not belong to us. We are not special. Fuck that. You should've told me.
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46.2s
Advertising has its taste in cars and clothes... working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War... no Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war. Our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars. But we won't. We're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off. - Yeah! - Yeah!
Fight Club
41.5s
My name is Bob. Bob. Bob had been a champion body-builder. You know that chest-expansion program you see on late-night TV? That was his idea. I was a juicer. You know, using steroids. Diabonal and... Wistrol. Oh, they use that on racehorses, for Christ sakes. And now I'm bankrupt. I'm divorced. My 2 grown kids... won't even return my phone calls. Strangers with this kind of honesty make me go a big rubbery one.
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1m19s
Like so many others, I had become a slave to the IKEA nesting instinct. Uh, yes. I'd like to order the Erica Pekkary dust ruffles. Please hold. If I saw something clever Like a little coffee table in the shape of a yin-yang, I had to have it. The Klipske personal office unit, the Hovetrekke home exert-bike, or the Johannshamn sofa with the Strinne green stripe pattern. Even the Rizlampa wire lamps of environmentally friendly unbleached paper. I'd flip through catalogs and wonder: What kind of dining set defines me as a person? I had it all. Even the glass dishes with tiny bubbles and imperfections. Proof that they were crafted by the honest, simple, hard-working indigenous peoples of - Please hold. Wherever. I was holding. We used to read pornography. Now it was the Horchow collection. No, you can't die from insomnia. What about narcolepsy? I nod off. I wake up in strange places. I have no idea how I got there. You need to lighten up. Can you please just get me something? Red and blue Tuenois, lipstick-red Seconais. No. You need healthy natural sleep. Chew some Valerian root and get more exercise.
Fight Club
33.4s
We have front row seats for this theater of mass destruction. The demolitions committee of Project Mayhem wrapped the foundation columns of a dozen buildings with blasting gelatin. In 2 minutes, primary charges will blow base charges and a few square blocks will be reduced to smoldering rubble. I know this... because Tyler knows this. 2 1/2. Think of everything we've accomplished. And suddenly, I realize that all of this: The gun, the bombs, the revolution... has got something to do with a girl named Marla Singer.
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