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He was the guerilla terrorist of the food service industry. Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch. Apart from seasoning the lobster bisque, he farted on meringues, sneezed on braised endive. And as for the cream of mushroom soup, well... Go ahead, tell them. You get the idea. What do you want me to do? You just want me to hit you? Come on. Do me this one favor. Why? Why? I don't know why. I don't know. I've never been in a fight. Have you? No, but that's a good thing. No, it is not. How much can you know about yourself if you�ve never been in a fight? I don't wanna die without any scars. So, come on, hit me before I lose my nerve. God, this is crazy. So go crazy. Let 'er rip. Hey, I don't know about this. I don't, either, but who gives a shit? No one's watching. What do you care? Wait. This is crazy. You want me to hit you? That's right. What, like, in the face? Surprise me. This is so fucking stupid.
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...in the metropolitan area, with probably a couple hundred members. Chapters have sprung up in 5 or 6 other major cities already. This is a tightly regimented organization, with many cells capable of operating completely independent of central leadership. Look, look, go to that house, OK? 1537 Paper Street. That's our headquarters. In the back, buried in the garden, you'll find the body of Robert Paulson. In the basement, you're gonna find some bathtubs that have been used very recently to make large quantities of nitroglycerin. I believe the plan is to blow up the headquarters of these credit card companies, and the T.R.W. Building.
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Yeah? Marla, it's me. Have we ever done it? Done what? Have we ever had sex? What kind of stupid question is that? Is it stupid because the answer's yes, or because the answer's no? Is this a trick? No, Marla, I need to know- You mean you want to know if I think we were just having sex or making love? We did make love. Is that what you're calling it? Just answer the question, Marla, please! Did we do it or not? You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me a sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole. Is that a pretty accurate description of our relationship, Tyler? We have just lost cabin pressure. What did you just say? What is wrong with you? What did you call me? Say my name! Tyler Durden. Tyler Durden, you fucking freak. What's going on? I'm coming over. No, wait, Marla, I'm not there- You broke your promise. Jesus, Tyler. You fuckin' talked to her about me. Tyler, what the fuck is going on here? I asked you for one thing, one simple thing. Why do people think that I'm you? Answer me! Sit. Now answer me. Why do people think that I'm you? I think you know. No, I don't. Yes, you do. Why would anyone possibly confuse you with me? Uh... I... I don't know. You got it. No. Do not fuck with us. Say it. Because... Say it. Because we're the same person. That's right. We are the all-singing, all dancing- I don't understand this. You were looking for a way to change your life. You could not do this on your own. All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not. Oh, no. Tyler's not here. Tyler went away. - Tyler's gone. - What? This is impossible. - No. - This is crazy. People do it every day. They talk to themselves. They see themselves as they'd like to be. They don't have the courage you have, to just run with it.
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