know Tyler Durden.
Tyler is sitting in Jack's lap.
is blond, handsome; and Jack, brunette, is appealing in a
(looking out window)
This is the beginning. We're at
few words, to mark the occasion.
... i... ann....iinn.. ff....nnyin...
you only speak in vowels.
I can't think of anything.
With my tongue, I can feel the
rifling in the barrel. For a second,
wondered how clean this gun is.
Tyler checks his watch.
That old saying, how you always hurt
the one you love, well, it works both
Jack turns so that he can see down -- 31 STORIES.
Theater of Mass Destruction. The
Demolitions Committee of Project
of ten buildings with blasting
gelatin. In two minutes, primary
charges will blow base charges, and
smoldering rubble. I know this
Look what we've accomplised.
Somehow, I realize all of this -- the
gun, the bombs, the revolution -- is
Bob had bitch tits.
PULL BACK to wide on...
testicular cancer. The big moosie
slobbering all over me was Bob.
We're still men.
Yes. We're men. Men is what we are.
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