Fight Club

Fight Club

ize111

Published 2757 days

Tyler,
I want you to really listen to me.
OK.
My eyes are open.
What's that smell?

ize111

Published 2757 days

Trust me. Everything's gonna be fine.
You met me at a very strange time in my life.

ize111

Published 2757 days

My name is Bob.
- Bob?
Bob had been a champion bodybuilder.
You know that chest expansion programme
on late-night TV?
That was his idea.
I was ajuicer.
You know, using steroids?
Diabonal and Wisterol.
Oh, they use that on racehorses,
for Christ sakes.

ize111

Published 2757 days

I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
What?
I want you to hit me as hard as you can.

ize111

Published 2757 days

Let me tell you a little bit about Tyler Durden
Tyler was a night person.
While the rest of us slept, he worked.
He had one part-time job as a projectionist.
A movie doesn't come all on one big reel.
It comes on a few.
Someone has to switch the projectors
at the exact moment
that one reel ends and the next one begins.
You can see little dots come into
the upper right corner of the screen.
In the industry, we call them cigarette burns.
That's the cue for a changeover.
He flips the projectors, movie keeps
going and the audience has no idea.
Why would anyone want this shitjob?
Because it affords him
interesting opportunities.
Like splicing a frame of pornography
into family films.
So when the snooty cat and the courageous
dog with the celebrity voices first meet,
that's when you'll catch a flash
of Tyler's contribution to the film.
Nobody knows that they saw it but they did.
Nice, big cock.
Even a hummingbird
couldn't catch Tyler at work.

ize111

Published 2757 days

My dad never went to college.
- So it was real important that I go.
- That sounds familiar.
So I graduate. Call him up long-distance
and say, "Dad, now what?"
- He says, "Get ajob."
- Same here.
Now I'm . Make my yearly call again.
"Dad, now what?"
He says, "I dunno. Get married."