Fight Club wasn't about winning or losing. It wasn't about words. The hysterical shouting was in tongues, Like in a Pentecostal church.
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If I fall asleep, I'm done for. You're gonna have to keep me up... all... night. Un-fucking-believable. He was obviously able to handle it. You know what I mean. You fucked her.
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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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I really think it's time you got out of here. Don't worry. I'm leaving. Not that we don't love your little visits. You are such a nut case. I can't even begin to keep up.
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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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I'll say this about Marla- at least she's tryin' to hit bottom. What, and I'm not? Stickin' feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.
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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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Gotta get off Thanks. Bye. Gotta get off this merry-go-round Gotta get on where You kids. Wh... Why do you still waste time with her?
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What are we doin' tonight? - Tonight? - Yeah. We make soap. Really. To make soap, first we render fat.
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The richest, creamiest fat in the world. Fat of the land.
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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.
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I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every panda that wouldn't screw to save its species. I wanted to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all those French beaches I'd never see. I wanted to breathe smoke.
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Bob, you're on this one. Let's go. I am Jack�s inflamed sense of rejection. Hey! Yeah!
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Where'd you go, psycho boy? I felt like destroying something beautiful.
