A character in Fight Club (1999)

Narrator quotes from Fight Club (1999)

Edward Norton

Most-quoted character in Fight Club (1999): in 68 of its 121 quotes
Most scenes with: Tyler Durden (11), Marla Singer (5)

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For six months I couldn't sleep. With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy ... of a copy ... of a copy.

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People are always asking me if I know Tyler Durden.

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Put a gun to my head and paint the walls with my brains.

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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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I felt like destroying something beautiful.

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After fighting, everything else in your life got the volume turned down. You could deal with anything.

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A guy who came to Fight Club for the first time – his ass was a wad of cookie dough. After a few weeks, he was carved out of wood.

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If you woke up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?

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With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.

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On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.

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How embarrassing. A house full of condiments and no food.

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We all started seeing things differently. Everywhere we went, we were sizing things up. I felt sorry for guys who packed into gyms, trying to look like how Calvin Klein or Tommy Hilfiger said they should.

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This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

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... when you buy furniture, you tell yourself: that's it, that's the last sofa I'm gonna need. No matter what else happens, I've got that sofa problem handled. I had it all. I had a stereo that was very decent, a wardrobe that was getting very respectable. I was so close to being complete.

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It was beautiful: we were selling rich women their own fat asses back to them.

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That old saying, how you always hurt the one you love? Well, look, it works both ways.

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You can swallow a pint of blood before you get sick.

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We used to read pornography. Now it was the Horchow collection.

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Marla Singer: she's like the scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if you would just stop tonguing it, but you can't.

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Marla's philosophy of life is that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, is that she didn't.

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You had to give it to him – he had a plan. And it started to make sense, in a Tyler sort of way. No fear, no distractions. The ability to let that which does not matter ... truly slide.

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I am Jack's inflamed sense of rejection.

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It was right on everyone's face. Tyler and I just made it visible. It was in the tip of everyone's tongue. Tyler and I just gave it a name.

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You met me at a very strange time in my life.

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If you ask me now, I couldn't tell you why I called him.

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Ah ... that really hurts ... hit me again.

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[From theatrical PSA]

Remember, no one has the right to touch you in your bathing-suit area.

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When the fight was over, nothing was solved, but nothing mattered. We all felt saved.

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Strangers with this kind of honesty make me go a big blubbery one.

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Look, nobody takes this more seriously than me. That condo was my life. Ok? I love every stick of furniture in that place. That was not just a bunch of stuff that got destroyed. It was me!

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When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep... and you're never really awake.

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Fight club wasn't about winning or losing. It wasn't about words. The hysterical shouting was in tongues, like at a Pentecostal Church.

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Tyler built himself an army. Why was Tyler Durden building an army? To what purpose? For what greater good? In Tyler we trusted.

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When you have a gun in your mouth, you can only speak in vowels.

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I want you to really listen to me. My eyes are open.

Scenes with Narrator

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Richard Chesler

Is that your blood?

Narrator

Some of it, yeah.

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Well, what do you want me to do? You just want me to hit you?

C'mon, do me this one favor.

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Why?

Why? I don't know why; I don't know. Never been in a fight. You?

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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.

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This is crazy.

So go crazy. Let 'er rip.

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I don't know about this.

I don't either. Who gives a shit? No one's watching. What do you care?

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Whoa, wait, this is crazy. You want me to hit you?

That's right.

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What, like in the face?

Surprise me.

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This is so **** stupid ...

[He swings and connects with Tyler's head]

Mother****er! You hit me in the ear!

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Well, Jesus, I'm sorry.

Ow, Christ ... why the ear, man?

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Guess I **** it up ...

No, that was perfect!
[He punches the Narrator in the stomach]

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When people think you're dying, they really, really listen to you, instead of just ...

... waiting for their turn to speak?

Richard Chesler (reading a piece of paper): The first rule of Fight Club is you don't talk about Fight Club?
Narrator (voice-over): I'm half asleep again. I must've left the original in the copy machine.

Richard Chesler

The second rule of Fight Club ... is this yours?

Narrator

Huh?

Richard Chesler

Pretend you're me, make a managerial decision: you find this, what would you do?
Narrator (pauses): Well, I gotta tell you: I'd be very, very careful who you talk to about that, because the person who wrote that ... is dangerous.
[Gets up from the chair] Narrator (talking slowly): And this button-down, Oxford-cloth psycho might just snap, and then stalk from office to office with an Armalite AR-10 carbine gas-powered semi-automatic weapon, pumping round after round into colleagues and co-workers. This might be someone you've known for years. Someone very, very close to you.
Narrator (voice-over): Tyler's words coming out of my mouth.
[He snatches the piece of paper from Richard's hands] Narrator (voice-over): And I used to be such a nice guy.

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Or maybe you shouldn't bring me every little piece of trash you happen to pick up.
[Phone rings] Narrator (into phone): Compliance and Liability ...?

My tit's gonna rot off.
Narrator (to Richard Chesler): Would you excuse me? I need to take this.

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[Narrator's bags have just been confiscated]

Was it ticking?

Airport Security Officer

Actually, throwers don't worry about ticking 'cause modern bombs don't tick.

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Sorry, throwers?

Airport Security Officer

Baggage handlers. But when a suitcase vibrates, then the throwers gotta call the police.

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My suitcase was vibrating?

Airport Security Officer

Nine times out of ten it's an electric razor. But ... every once in a while [looks around, leans in conspiratorially] ... it's a dildo. [leans back] Of course, it's company policy never to imply ownership in the event of a dildo. We have to use the indefinite article, "a dildo", never ... your dildo.

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I don't own a dildo!

Did you know that if you mix equal parts of gasoline and frozen orange juice concentrate, you can make napalm?

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No, I did not know that. Is that true?

That's right. One could make all kinds of explosives, using simple household items.

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Really ...?

If one were so inclined.

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Tyler, you are by far the most interesting single-serving friend I've ever met. ... See, I have this thing: everything on a plane is single-serving ...

Oh, I get it. It's very clever.

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Thank you.

How's that working out for you?

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What?

Being clever.

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... Great.

Keep it up, then. Right up. [gets up from seat] Now, a question of etiquette: as I pass, do I give you the ass or the crotch?

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He was the guerilla terrorist in the food service industry.

[The Narrator looks at Tyler, who's urinating in a pot]

Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch.

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Apart from seasoning the lobster bisque, he farted on the meringue, sneezed on braised endive, and as for the cream of mushroom soup, well ...
Tyler Durden (snickers): Go ahead. Tell 'em.

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You get the idea.

We're consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty, these things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.

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Martha Stewart.

**** Martha Stewart! Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic; it's all going down, man. So **** off with your sofa units and your Strinne green stripe patterns. I say, never be complete. I say, stop being perfect. I say, let's evolve, and let the chips fall where they may.

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Tyler was a night person. While the rest of us were sleeping, he worked. He had one part time job as a projectionist. See, a movie doesn't come all on one big reel. It comes on a few. So someone has to be there to switch the projectors at the exact moment that one reel ends and the next one begins. If you look for it, you can see these little dots come into the upper right-hand corner of the screen.

In the industry, we call them cigarette burns.

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That's the cue for a changeover. He flips the projectors, the movie keeps right on going, and nobody in the audience has any idea.

And why would anyone want this shit job?

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Because it affords him other interesting opportunities.

Like splicing single frames of pornography into family films.

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So when the snooty cat and the courageous dog with the celebrity voices meet for the first time in reel three, that's when you'll catch a flash of Tyler's contribution to the film.

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[The audience is watching the film, the pornography flashes for a split second]

Nobody knows that they saw it, but they did.

A nice, big **** ...

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[Several audience members look rattled, a little girl is crying]

Even a hummingbird couldn't catch Tyler at work.

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You know, what I really think is it's time you got out of here.

Yeah. Don't worry, I'm leaving.

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Not that we don't love your little visits.

You know, you are such a nutcase I can't even begin to keep up.

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A new car built by my company leaves somewhere traveling at 60 mph. The rear differential locks up. The car crashes and burns with everyone trapped inside. Now, should we initiate a recall? Take the number of vehicles in the field, A, multiply by the probable rate of failure, B, multiply by the average out-of-court settlement, C. A times B times C equals X. If X is less than the cost of a recall, we don't do one.

Woman on plane

Are there a lot of these kinds of accidents?

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You wouldn't believe.

Woman on plane

Which car company do you work for?

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A major one.

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What are you talking about? This is not a **** piece of evidence! This is a person! He's a friend of mine, and you're not going to bury him in the **** garden.

Angel Face

He was killed serving Project Mayhem, sir.

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This is Bob.

Steph

But in Project Mayhem, we have no names.

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No, listen to me. This is a man and he has a name, and it's Robert Paulson, okay?

Mechanic

Robert Paulson.

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He is dead now, because of us, all right? You understand that?

Mechanic
[Everyone stares at Narrator]

I understand. In death, a member of Project Mayhem has a name. His name is Robert Paulson.

Steph

His name is Robert Paulson.

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Stop it! Shut up!

All Space Monkeys

His name is Robert Paulson!
All Space Monkeys (louder): His name is Robert Paulson! His name is Robert Paulson!

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This is all over with!

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Testicular cancer should be no contest.

You know, technically, I have more of a right to be there than you. You still have your balls.

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You're kidding.

I don't know. Am I?

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When you buy furniture, you tell yourself, that’s it. That’s the last sofa I’ll need. Whatever else happens, got that sofa problem handled. I had it all. I had a stereo that was very decent. A wardrobe that was getting very respectable. I was close to being complete.

Shit man, now it’s all gone.

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All… gone.

All gone. Do you know what a duvet is?

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A comforter.

It’s a blanket. Just a blanket. Why do guys like you and I know what a duvet is? Is this essential to our survival in the hunter-gatherer sense of the word? No. What are we, then?

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I don’t know. Consumers.

Right. We're consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty, these things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.

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Martha Stewart.

**** Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down, man. So **** off with your sofa units and strine green stripe patterns, I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may. But that's me, and I could be wrong. Maybe it’s a terrible tragedy.

You decide your level of involvement!

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I will! I want to know certain things first.

Everyone

The first rule of Project-- (Narrator: SHUT. UP.)

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I know it seems like I have more than one side sometimes...

More than one side? You're Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Jackass!

[the Narrator is trying to disarm a car bomb of nitroglycerin]

You don't know which wire to pull.

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I know everything you do, so if you know I know.

Or maybe, since I knew you'd know I spent all day thinking about the wrong wires.

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