The Rules of FIGHT CLUB.....
You do not talk about Fight Club
SECOND RULE OF FIGHT CLUB:
You do not talk about Fight Club
THIRD RULE OF FIGHT CLUB:
When someone yells "Stop" or goes limp, the fight is
over
FOURTH RULE OF FIGHT CLUB:
Only two guys to a fight
FIFTH RULE OF FIGHT CLUB:
One fight at a time, fellas
SIXTH RULE OF FIGHT CLUB:
No shirts, no shoes
SEVENTH RULE OF FIGHT CLUB:
Fights will go on as long as they have to
EIGHT RULE OF FIGHT CLUB:
If this is your first night at Fight Club, you
have to fight
-"This is your life and it's ending one minute at a
time." ~
Narrator
-"Our generation has had no Great Depression, no Great
war. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.
~
Tyler
-"Most people- normal people- will do just about
anything to avoid a fight."
~
Narrator
-"The things you own end up owning you."
~
Tyler
-"You can swallow a whole pint of blood before getting
sick."
~
Narrator
-"It's only after you've lost everything that you're
free to do anything." ~Tyler
-"Strangers with this kind of honesty make me go a big
rubbery one." ~Narrator
-"We were raised on television to believe that we'd all
be millionaires, movie gods, rock stars, but we won't.
And we're starting to figure that out and we're very
very pissed off." ~Tyler
-"
-"With insomnia, you're never really asleep; you're
never really awake." ~Narrator
-"How much can you know about yourself if you've never
been in a fight? I don't want to die without any
scars!"
~Tyler
-"I felt like destroying something beautiful."
~Narrator
-"Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a
chicken." ~Tyler
-"The condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You
slip it on when you meet a stranger, you..."dance" the
night away, and then you toss it- the condom, I mean,
not the stranger." ~Marla
-"You have a kind of sick desperation in your laugh."
~Tyler
-"If you wake up at a different time and in a different
place, could you wake up as a different person?"
~Narrator
-"You know, it COULD be worse. A woman could cut off
your penis while you're sleeping then toss it out the
window of a moving car..."
~Tyler
-Tyler: We're not killing anyone, man! We're
setting them FREE!
Narrator: Bob is DEAD- they shot him in the
head!
Tyler: You wanna make an omelette, you gotta
break some eggs.
-"Quit the foreplay and just ask, man."
~Tyler
-Narrator: When people think you're dying, they
really really listen, instead of--
Marla: Instead of just waiting for their turn to
speak.
Narrator: Yeah...
-"I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I
say...lets evolve! Let the chips fall where they
may."
~Tyler
-"If I fall asleep...I'm done for. You're gonna have to
keep me up ALL night."
~Marla
-"Now a question of etiquette as I pass- do I give you
the ass or the crotch?"
~Tyler
-"I would flip through catalogs and wonder, 'what kind
of dining set defines me as a person?'
"
~Narrator
-"Without pain, without sacrifice- there would be
nothing."
~Tyler
-"My God, I haven't been fucked like that since grade
school!" ~Marla
-"You are not your job. You are now how much money you
have in the bank. You are not the car you drive. You are
not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking
Khakis. You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the
world." ~Tyler
-Narrator: Testicular cancer is no contest, I
think.
Marla: Well, technically I have more of a right
to be there- you still have your balls.
Narrator: You're kidding, right?
Marla: I don't know- am I?
-"I got right in everyone's hostile little face...yes,
these are bruises from fighting. Yes, I'm comfortable
with that- I am enlightened."
~Narrator
-"She's a predator posing as a housepet. Stay away from
that one." ~Tyler
-"If I had a tumor, I'd name it "Marla"...Marla, that
little cut on the roof of your mouth that would heal if
you'd only stop tonguing it, but you can't."
~Narrator
-"I look the way you wanna look, I fuck the way you
wanna fuck- I am smart, I am capable- and most
importantly I am free in all the ways that you are
not."
~Tyler
-"Slide." ~Penguin
-"Marla's philosophy on life was that she could die at
any monent- the tragedt, she said, was that she
didn't."
~Narrator
-"Listen- I tried, Tyler, I really tried. There are
things about you I like: you're smart, you're funny-
you're spectacular in bed. But you're intolerable- you
have very serious emotional problems, deep-seeded
problems for which you should seek professional
help...but, I can't do this anymore- I can't and I
won't. I'm gone." ~Marla
-"The first person who comes out this fucking door gets
...gets a LEAD SALAD! Do you understand?!"
~Narrator
-"With a gone in your mouth, you only speak in vowels."
~Narrator
-"Whoa! Whoa! Ok- you are now shooting a gun at your
imaginary friend near 400 gallons of nitroglycerine!"
~Tyler
-Tyler: So, come on! Hit me before I lose my
nerve.
Narrator: Oh God- this is crazy!
Tyler: So, go crazy! Let 'er rip!
Narrator: I don't know about this...
Tyler: Me either- who gives a shit? No one's
watching- what do you care?
Narrator: Hey--what?! This is crazy! You want me
to HIT you?!
Tyler: That's right.
Narrator: What?? Like in the FACE?!
Tyler: Surprise me.
Narrator: This is so fucking stupid...
(he smacks the side of Tyler's head)
Tyler: Oooh! MotherFUCKER! Ow! You hit me in the
EAR!
Narrator: Well, Jesus! I'm sorry!
Tyler: Ouch! CHRIST! Why the ear, man?!
Narrator: Ah, I fucked it up...
Tyler: No, that was perfect!
(Tyler punches him back in the gut)
-"You met at a very strange time in my life."
~Narrator
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