Fight club
Before we remember our favorite quotes from Fight Club, here are some interesting facts about this cult film:
- Tyler can be seen several times in the film before appearing on the escalator. During the narrator's insomnia, Tyler sometimes appears in 1/24 of the frame in several places. He can also be seen as one of the waiters in hotel advertisements on TV.
- Unlike the book, the film replaced the recipes for making explosives with fake ones for safety reasons.
- When Tyler asks the narrator to hit him, since he has never fought, the hit was supposed to be fake, but before filming began, David Fincher asked Edward Norton to hit Brad Pitt for real, but not to warn Pitt. That's why the moment where Tyler cringes from the blow to his ear looks so natural.
- Chuck Palahniuk said that he liked the film better than his own book.
- In the scene where Edward Norton and Brad Pitt play golf drunk, they are actually drunk.
Now let’s remember our favorite phrases and dialogues
People ask me all the time if I know Tyler Durden.
When you have a gun in your mouth, you can only speak in vowels.
We hurt those we love, but it turns out that the opposite can happen.
And then I realized that all this: the gun, the bomb, the revolution, was somehow connected with a girl named Marla Singer. Bob grew boobs because he had too much testosterone in his body and increased his estrogen production. This is where I found a place for myself...
When space exploration goes into full swing, names will be given in honor of corporations: the IBM constellation, the Microsoft galaxy, the Star Bucks planet.
He was full of energy, as if he had given himself an enema with strong coffee.
I had everything, even glassware with tiny asymmetrical bubbles that served as proof that they were made by an honest, simple, hard-working native...
We used to read pornography, but now we read Horchau catalogues.
- Hey, listen, I'm suffering. -Are you in pain? Walk into First Methodist Church on a Tuesday night and see the guys with testicular cancer. Here they are suffering.
And suddenly, something happened. I relaxed. Complete self-forgetfulness, darkness and quiet completeness. I found freedom. Losing all hope is what it means to gain freedom.
I didn't say anything, people assumed the worst. They cried louder. And I cried even louder.
I was not on the verge of death. My body was not infested with cancer cells or parasites. I was the concentration of the warmth of everything that is alive in this world.
Every evening I died... and every evening I was reborn again... from the dead.
Someone who suffers from insomnia does not really sleep and is not really awake.
Cloey looked like a Meryl Streep skeleton who was forced to smile at guests and be overly welcoming at a party.
If I had a tumor, I would name it Marla. Marla is a tiny scratch on the roof of the mouth that would heal if you didn't touch it with your tongue, but couldn't resist.
But you don't die the way Cloey dies.
- When they think that you are dying, they really listen to you - And not just wait for their turn to speak...
- We will divide the groups. Fine? Take your lymphocyte and tuberculosis. — Take tuberculosis for yourself. My smoking doesn't belong there. - Well okay. There can be no discussion about testicular cancer. - Well, rather, I have the right to appear there, unlike you. Your balls are still there. -Are you kidding? - Don't know. Am I kidding? - I take myself parasites. - But not all parasites? Maybe you can get yourself some blood parasites? - I want brains. “I’ll take blood tests, but then the organic brain damage will be mine.” Fine? - I disagree. -You can't take the whole brain! You have four groups, but I only have two. - OK. Take away all the parasites. They are yours. - No. I want bowel cancer. - Listen, we'll split it. Take the first and third Sunday.
That's how I met Marla Singer. According to her worldview, she could die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, is that this does not happen.
If you can wake up in another time and place, isn't it possible to wake up as a different person? (+)
The people I meet during flights are one-time friends. We spend time together from takeoff to landing, nothing more.
Over a long period of time, the chances of each of us to survive are close to zero.
We take the number of cars produced - A, multiply by the probable proportion of cars with faults - B, and multiply the product by the cost of resolving the issue without trial - C.
A times B times C equals X. If X is less than the cost of rework, there will be no return.
— What company do you work for? - In a large one.
The insurance amount is tripled if you die during a business trip.
- Emergency exit at 30 thousand feet. The illusion of security. - I think, yes. — Do you know what oxygen masks are for? - To breathe. - Oxygen is intoxicating. In catastrophic situations, you panic and suddenly there is euphoria, peace, and you resign yourself. Here is the drawing. An emergency splashdown, and serenity on their faces, like cows in India. - This is an interesting theory. - Who you are? - What are you speaking about? — About the profession. - What, you want to feign interest? - (Laughs) Okay. “Your laughter sounds desperate.” — We have the same cases. - Soap. - Sorry? — I produce and sell soap. The criterion of civilization. That's how he appeared. Tyler Durden. — Do you know that you can make napalm by mixing gasoline with orange juice? - No, I didn’t know, but is it true? - Is it true. Explosives can be made from scrap materials. - Really? - If you want. - Tyler, you know, you are the most interesting of all my one-time friends. On airplanes, everything is disposable, even people. - Oh, I see. Very clever. - Thank you. - And you like it? - What? - Be smart. - Quite. - Perfect. Keep it up.
A question of etiquette: should you turn with your butt or your scrotum when passing you?
- Could be worse. For example, if some woman cut off your penis while you were sleeping and threw it out the window.
- Do you know what “duve” is? - Comfort? - A blanket, just a blanket. Why do people like us know what “duve” is? Is this really necessary for survival, like the ability to get food? No. - And who are we? - Are we just consumers? - That's right, consumers. We are obsessed with the trappings of success. Murder, crime, hunger, none of this bothers me. What worries me is celebrities and scandals. TV with 500 channels. Whose name is on the tag on my panties? Rogain, Viagra, Olestra. — Martha Stewart? - Fuck Martha Stewart! Martha polishes the bronze on the Titanic. The world will soon go down. So don't give a damn about all those sofas with green striped upholstery. “I think to hell with perfection.” Damn prosperity! I think I don’t care about all this, it’s time to evolve, it’s possible that I’m wrong and this is a terrible tragedy. - Just things, this is not a tragedy. “You’ve just lost a number of attributes of the modern way of life.” - Yes, you are right. No, I don not smoke. - I'll probably get insurance and... - People are slaves to their things. What you have eventually has you and becomes your master.
- So just ask. Stop with the intro and ask, dude. —Won't that be a problem? — Will it be a problem to ask? -Can I spend the night with you? - Yes.
And when the fat cat and the brave dog, speaking in the voices of celebrities, meet for the first time in the third wheel, what Tyler brought to the picture slips onto the screen. No one realizes what he saw, but everyone saw it: a strong, big dick.
Even a canary couldn't spot Tyler's work.
“I don’t want to die without a single scar.” “This is crazy, do you want me to hit you?” - Exactly. - What, right in the face? - Surprise me. - Some kind of bullshit. - Fuck your mother! You hit me in the ear! - Well, you know, buddy, I'm sorry!
Listen, this article was written on behalf of an internal organ. I am Jack's spinal cord. Without me, Jack would not be able to regulate his heart rate, blood pressure, or breathing. There's a whole series of these! I am Jill's nipple. I'm Jack's colon. Yes, if I get cancer, I will kill Jack.
My father did not have a higher education, but it was very important for him that I receive it. I graduated from university, I called him and asked: “Dad, what’s next?” And he says: “Get a job.” - The same. — I’m 25. I call again and ask: “Dad, what’s next?” And he: “I don’t know, get married!” - Just like mine. “We are from a generation of men raised by women.” Will another woman help solve our problems?
On Monday mornings all I could think about was next week.
Everything was already self-evident. Tyler and I just put it into shape. It was on everyone's tongue, but Tyler and I just found a name for it.
Gentlemen, welcome to the fight club!
- First rule of the club: don't mention fight club.
- The second rule of the club: do not mention fight club anywhere.
- Third rule: someone shouted “stop”, got exhausted, passed out - the fight is over.
- Fourth: only two people participate in the battle.
- Fifth: the battles are happening one after another.
- Sixth: take off your shoes and shirts.
- Seventh: the battle continues as long as necessary.
- Eighth and last: the one who came to the club for the first time will take the fight.
The fight club exists only in the interval between the beginning of the fights and their completion.
Self-improvement is masturbation, but self-destruction...
- My tooth fell out, damn it. - Hey, and the Mona Lisa is slowly being destroyed.
Sometimes Tyler spoke for me: “He fell down the stairs.” - I fell down the stairs.
This is not an entirely honest suicide attempt. This is a kind of call for help.
Do you want me to describe death to you? Aren't you interested in knowing if my soul can talk on the phone? Have you ever listened to sepulchral chatter?
- What are you doing here? - What? - This is my home. What are you doing in my house? - Fuck you. - Your girlfriend is fucked, you can’t say anything. But flexible.
The girl who lives there used to be sweet and charming, but she has lost faith in herself. She's a monster. She's a pile of infectious human waste! I wish you to save her!
- Beware of her. I've never heard the crap she's talking in my life. “Oh my god, I haven’t been fucked like this since elementary school!”
“Marla doesn’t need a lover.” She needs a fuckboy. - She needs to wash herself. And this is not love, but a sport. - Do you want to fuck her? - No. No thanks.
— I found a cigarette. -Who were you talking to? - Shut up.
I reject the basic tenets of civilization about the value of material possessions.
Apart from fucking, Tyler and Marla couldn't be found in the same room.
My parents did the same thing for years. A condom is a glass slipper. It is worn when meeting a stranger. They dance all night and throw it away. I mean a condom, not a stranger.
I bought this dress for one dollar. It was worth every penny.
And with Christmas trees in the New Year too. They stand, shine... and - bam! - lying in the backyard, glittering with scraps of tinsel. Like the victims of a rapist. The underwear is torn, the hands are wrapped in duct tape.
No matter how many feathers you stick up your ass, you won’t become a chicken.
The lard will harden. There will be glycerin on top. Add nitric acid and you get nitroglycerin. Let's add sodium nitrate and sawdust, it will be dynamite. With enough soap, you can blow up anything.
— In ancient times, people noticed that clothes were washed better in a certain place above the river. Do you know why? - No. — Human sacrifices were performed over the river. The corpses were burned, water seeped through the ashes, forming alkali. Lye is the most important ingredient. It mixed with the fat of the corpses and a thick, foamy mass fell into the river. Without pain, without sacrifices, there would be nothing. For everyone, the father is the prototype of God, but the father abandoned us. What does this tell you about God? - I don't know. - Listen to me. You have to understand that God doesn't like you! He never wanted you. And most likely he hates you. But this is not the worst thing in life. Fuck eternal torment, fuck redemption, we are God's unwanted children... You have to understand the fact that someday you will die. Understand and don't be afraid of it. Only by losing everything completely do we gain freedom.
We sold rich women their own fat asses.
- The second rule of the fight club... Is this yours? Put yourself in my shoes, think like a manager. You found it. What will you do? “If I were you, I'd be very, very careful about talking about this.” After all, the person who wrote this is dangerous. And this quiet and decent-looking psycho may suddenly lose his temper and he will start rushing from office to office, holding an Armalite AR-10 carbine, a gas-powered semi-automatic weapon in his hands and will fire clip after clip at his colleagues and employees. You may have known him for many years and he is very, very close to you. (Tyler's words come out of my mouth.) I was once such a nice guy. Or maybe you just shouldn’t bring me any trash you accidentally picked up.
- We thought you were dead. - No, no, I'm still alive.
“They say he was born in a mental hospital.” And he sleeps only one hour at night. He's a great man. Have you heard of Tyler Durden? - To be honest, yes.
Fight Club is Tyler and I's gift to the world.
We work jobs we hate so we can buy crap we don't need. We are the stepchildren of history, guys. Without purpose and without place. We are not living in the days of a great war, nor in the days of a great depression.
Our great war is a spiritual war. Our Great Depression is our life.
Most people will do almost anything to avoid a fight. But this is not necessary.
- Are you threatening me? Fuck you, you're fired! - There is a better way. You give me the rate of an independent consultant, I will receive a salary in exchange for silence about the information that I know. I don't even have to come to the office. I can handle this work at home. “Who the fuck do you think you are, you crazy little shit?” Security! “I am Jack’s grinning vengeance.” What the heck?! Hurt! Well, why is that! Oh my God! No, enough. No need. What is this! Oh, God, no, no, no!... Beneath the outer layers of everything that this man took for granted, something terrible was growing and taking shape. - Promise to send me a salary - and you will never see me.
— Bob found a club even in New Castle. Did you open it? - No, I thought you were. - No!
- They will have to contact the dentist about your dental data. Do you know why? Because they won’t be able to identify you by your face. I know your address. If you don't start your veterinary training in six weeks, you'll die. Run home. Run, Forrest, run. - Listen, I feel bad. - Imagine what he’s like. - Come on, it's not funny. Why the hell do you have to do this? “Tomorrow will be the most wonderful day of his life, tomorrow will seem tastier to him than any delicacy.” - But this is true.
Reject everything that has no true value.
You are not your job. You are not the amount of money in the bank. Not your car. Not the contents of your wallet. You are not your fucking clothes. You are the singing and dancing trash of this world.
-What are you staring at? Do you think they'll let you into the house? They will never let you into the fucking house! - Get the fuck off the porch! Get off the porch!
Sooner or later, we all became what Tyler wanted us to be.
— Do you have two black shirts? - Yes, sir. — Two pairs of black trousers? - Yes, sir. — A pair of black boots? - Yes, sir. — Two pairs of black socks? - Yes, sir. - Black jacket? - Yes, sir. — Three hundred dollars for your own funeral? - Yes, sir. - Come in.
- Listen, worms, you are not special. You do not have the beauty of a unique snowflake. You, like everyone else around you, are a decaying organic mass.
Hello! You will cancel a thorough investigation and declare that there are no underground groups. Otherwise these guys will cut off your balls. One will be sent to the New York Times and the other to the L.A. Times as a press release. Understand that the people you are chasing are the ones you are counting on. We cook for you, we take out the trash, we answer calls, we drive ambulances, we watch over you while you sleep. Don't fuck with us!
—What would you like to do before you die? — Write a self-portrait. - Build a house. - And you? - I don't know. Nothing. - You're fucking pathetic! - Why? Why? What are you talking about? - Why do you think I blew up your house? - What? “Getting to the bottom is not some damn seminar.” Stop clinging to everything and stop controlling everything and just relax. Forget everything.
We had a task - to kill two birds with one stone - to destroy an object of art and destroy a branch of a cafe.
I visited all the cities Tyler flew to. I didn’t know how or why, but out of fifty bars I immediately found the right one.
Did I have a nightmare about Tyler or did I dream about Tyler?
A feeling of déjà vu followed me everywhere. Wherever I went, it seemed to me that I had already been there. It was like chasing an invisible man. The smell of dried blood. Traces of bare feet inside the circle. The aroma of old sweat, similar to the smell of fried chicken. The floor is still warm after the battle that took place the day before. Tyler was always one step ahead of me.
- You either fuck me or ignore me. You love it, you hate it. Either you're being gentle with me, or you're acting like a complete bastard. Did I sound like I was describing our relationship, Tyler? - What did you say? What did you call me? Repeat my name. — Tyler Durden. Tyler Durden. You're a fucking psycho!
- You broke your promise. - Oh my God, Tyler! - You were talking about me! “Tyler, what the fuck is going on here?” “I asked you only for one thing, one simple thing.” - Why do they mistake me for you? Answer me! - I think you know yourself. - No, I do not know. - No, you know. Why would people suddenly confuse me with you? - Because... - Tell me. -Are we one person? - Right. “You wanted to change your life, but you couldn’t do it yourself.” Everything you wanted to become is me. I look the way you want to look. I fuck the way you want to fuck. I'm smart, talented, and most importantly, free from everything that holds you back. Tyler isn't here. Tyler left. Tyler disappeared. This happens to people every day. They talk to themselves, see themselves as they would like to be. Unlike you, they don't have the courage to go all out on this. Naturally, you still struggle with this, so sometimes you are you. And sometimes you imagine that you are looking at me. You gave yourself the will to become Tyler Durden! And now he is more and more you. “But you have a job, a whole life.” — You work the night shift because you can’t sleep. Or you sit at home and make soap. - Marla. You're fucking Marla, Tyler. “Actually, you fuck Marla, but she doesn’t care.” - Oh my God. - Now do you understand what our dilemma is?! She knows too much. It's time to discuss so that all our plans are not disrupted because of this.
- I like a lot about you. You are smart, witty, and an amazing lover. But, you are unbearable! You have very serious mental problems. Deep problems. You need professional help. - I won't return the money. Consider it a tax for imbecility!
- Hello, arrest me. I am the leader of a terrorist organization that has committed many acts of vandalism and attacks in the city. It operates in the metropolitan area with more than two hundred members. Its divisions have already appeared in five or six major cities. This is a strictly secret organization, many of whose cells are capable of functioning independently of the control center. Listen, go to that house - 1537 Paper Street. That's where our headquarters is. Robert Paulsen's body is buried in the back garden. In the basement you will find basins that were recently used to produce large quantities of nitroglycerin. I believe the plan is to blow up the offices of these credit card companies and TRW buildings. - Why these buildings? Why credit companies? — To destroy credit data. After all, then we will all return to zero. There will be chaos. - Let him speak. I have to call. - I admire your action. - What? - You are a brave person. You are a genius, sir. You ordered that if anyone disrupts Project Mayhem, even if it is you, we are obliged to cut off his balls. Resistance is futile. You are selfless, Mr Durden. What an example for everyone! -You're making a terrible mistake, guys. - You said you would say this. - I'm not Tyler Durden. “You said you would say that too.” - Okay, I'm Tyler Durden. Listen to me. You are receiving a direct order. The project is cancelled. - You said that you would definitely say this! - Have you all gone crazy here? You're police!
“You can’t make an omelette without breaking eggs.” - I beg you, don't do this. - I'm not the one doing this. We do it. We want it. - No. I do not want it. “I see, but “you” doesn’t matter. We will have to forget about “you”. “You’re just a voice in my head.” - And you are the voice in mine. - You're a fucking hallucination. Why can't I get rid of you? - Do you need me. - No, not needed. Not needed at all. - Hey, you created me. “I didn’t create the unfortunate thing.”
- Why are you putting a gun to your head? “It’s not my head, Tyler, it’s ours.” - Interesting. And where will you go with this, son of IKEA?
Marla, look at me. I'm really fine. Trust me. Everything will be fine. We met at a strange time in my life.
Tyler Durden quotes
Sayings and quotes from Tyler Durden, a character in the novel and film “Fight Club”
I'm terribly lonely. My father abandoned me. Tyler left me. I Am Jack's Broken Heart (Narrator)
In the world I see, you hunt animals in the damp forests surrounding the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You wear the same clothes made of skins for the rest of your life. You climb to the top of the Sears Tower skyscraper and see tiny figures of people threshing grain and laying out narrow strips of meat along an abandoned expressway.
A question of etiquette: should you turn with your butt or your scrotum when someone passes you?
If you would go with your sofas with striped green upholstery, I am for imperfection, I am for imperfection, I am for... evolution, as the card falls.
Am I dreaming? I was asleep? Tyler
Getting to the point is not a joyride, not a fucking seminar. Don't try to control everything. Let go of the reins.
You are not your job, your money in the bank, your car, your wallet. And your fucking khakis. You're an all-singing, all-dancing piece of shit.
Only by losing everything completely do we gain freedom.
It’s like a monkey sacrificing itself in the name of humanity before flying into space. Monkey is an astronaut!
Marla and Tyler were only together when they were fucking. Exactly like my parents. (Narrator)
Self-improvement - masturbation, self-destruction...
We saw our fathers as gods. And if our fathers abandoned us, what does this tell us about God? ... Let's consider this possibility: God has turned his back on you, in principle he is not interested in you, and, most likely, disgusted. But there are worse things. We don't need him! Fuck eternal torment, fuck redemption! Are we not welcome children of God? So be it!
We lived with faith in Tyler. (Narrator)
did you dream about me? Or is Tyler dreaming about me? (Narrator)
Understand that you have turned against those on whom you depend. We cook your food, take out your trash, service your telephones, drive ambulances, and guard your sleep. Don't touch us.
Overcome fear. Cut off the excess. Reject everything that has no true value. And slide. —Tyler's plan.
We were on the verge of death!
No matter how many feathers you pick up, you won’t become a chicken.
Sooner or later, we all became what Tyler wanted us to be. (Narrator)
People ask me all the time: Do I know Tyler Durden? (Narrator)
Listen up, you bastards. You are not unique, the unique beauty of a snowflake is not about you. You are a decaying organic mass, just like everyone else around you.
With a lot of soap, you can blow up anything.
You were looking for a way to change your life, but you couldn’t do it on your own. The embodiment of everything you wanted to be is me. I look the way you want to look; I fuck the way you want to fuck. I am smart, talented and most importantly, free from everything that holds you down. It’s a common thing: people talk to themselves, see themselves as they would like to be, they simply don’t have the courage to go out of their way like you. Naturally, Jack sometimes takes over and sometimes you can be yourself. Sometimes you watch me as if from the side. So little by little you turn into Tyler Durden.
Yeah, I see in the fight club the strongest and smartest people who have ever lived. With potential that is wasted. A whole generation of gas station workers, waiters - slaves in white collars. Advertising makes us buy cars and rags. We work hard at jobs we hate to buy crap we don't need. We are the stepsons of history. No purpose, no place. We did not experience a great war or a great depression. Our great war is spiritual. Our great depression is our existence. We were told on TV that one day we would become millionaires, movie stars and rock stars, but this is not going to happen to us. Gradually it dawns on us and it infuriates us, it infuriates us terribly.
This is your life, and it gets shorter every minute.
The things you own eventually start to own you.
I don't want to die without a single scar.
Emergency exit at 30 thousand feet. The illusion of security.
- Do you know why oxygen masks are needed on airplanes? - To breathe. - Oxygen is intoxicating. In catastrophic situations, people panic and gasp for air, and suddenly there is euphoria, peace, and you resign yourself to fate. Here is the drawing. Emergency splashdown - 600 miles per hour - And the calm on their faces is like that of cows in India.
- Where do you work? - What do you mean? - What do you do for a living? - Do you want to feign interest? - Yeah... - You can hear some kind of despair in your laughter.
Popular phrases and quotes by Tyler Durden from the character in the novel (Chuck Palahniuk) and the film “Fight Club” directed by David Fincher. The role of Tyler Durden was played by actor Brad Pitt.
