Fight Club Quotes

How much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?

Fight Club



Fight Club

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An insomniac office worker and a devil-may-care soap maker form an underground fight club that evolves into much more.







Quotes from Fight Club

Tyler Durden: [31:14] The things you own end up owning you.

Tyler Durden: [1:04:02] It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.

Tyler Durden: [1:10:11] Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

Tyler Durden: [1:24:27] You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Tyler Durden: [42:50] Gentlemen, welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you DO NOT talk about Fight Club! Third rule of Fight Club: someone yells "stop!", goes limp, taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas. Sixth rule: No shirts, no shoes. Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first time at Fight Club, you have to fight.

[last lines]

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

Narrator: [19:34] This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.

Narrator: I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.

Tyler Durden: Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.

Tyler Durden: Warning: If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned- Tyler.

Narrator: [12:56] When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep... and you're never really awake.

Tyler Durden: Now, a question of etiquette - as I pass, do I give you the ass or the crotch?

Narrator: [20:22] On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.

Tyler Durden: [22:28] You know why they put oxygen masks on planes?

Narrator: So you can breathe.

Tyler Durden: Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths. Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate. It's all right here. Emergency water landing - 600 miles an hour. Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows.

Narrator: That's, um... That's an interesting theory.

Narrator: [1:04:30] Tyler sold his soap to department stores at $20 a bar. Lord knows what they charged. It was beautiful. We were selling rich women their own fat asses back to them.

Narrator: You're making a big mistake, fellas!

Police Officer: You said you would say that.

Narrator: I'm not Tyler Durden!

Police Officer: You told us you'd say that, too.

Narrator: All right then, I'm Tyler Durden. Listen to me, I'm giving you a direct order. We're aborting this mission right now.

Police Officer: You said you would definitely say that.

Tyler Durden: We're a generation of men raised by women. I'm wondering if another woman is really the answer we need.

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

Marla Singer: - instead of just waiting for their turn to speak?

Narrator: [14:19] If I did have a tumor, I'd name it Marla.

[Poem on Narrator's computer]

Narrator: [55:00] Worker bees can leave. Even drones can fly away. The Queen is their slave.

Narrator: I am Jack's inflamed sense of rejection.

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

Narrator: [9:01] And then, something happened. I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.

Tyler Durden: Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!

Narrator: [while brutally beating Angel Face] 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 the French beaches I'd never see. I wanted to breathe smoke.

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

[while burning the Narrator's hand with lye]

Tyler Durden: [1:03:07] Shut up! Our fathers were our models for God. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God?

Narrator: No, no, I... don't...

Tyler Durden: Listen to me! You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen.

Narrator: It isn't?

Tyler Durden: We don't need him!

Narrator: [reading] I am Jack's colon.

Tyler Durden: I get cancer, I kill Jack.

[after vigorous sex with Tyler Durden]

Marla Singer: [52:52] My God. I haven't been fucked like that since grade school.

Tyler Durden: Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.

Tyler Durden: Fuck 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.

Tyler Durden: Do you know what a duvet is?

Narrator: It's a comforter...

Tyler Durden: It's a blanket. Just a blanket. Now why do guys like you and me know what a duvet is? Is this essential to our survival, in the hunter-gatherer sense of the word? No. What are we then?

Narrator: ...Consumers?

Tyler Durden: Right. We are consumers. We're the by-products of a lifestyle obsession.

Narrator: I am Jack's smirking revenge.

Tyler Durden: [1:02:39] The first soap was made from heroes' ashes, like the first monkey shot into space.Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing. Like the first monkey shot into space.

Tyler Durden: [29:10] It could be worse. A woman could cut off your penis while you're sleeping and toss it out the window of a moving car.

Narrator: There's always that.

Tyler Durden: [1:36:52] Where'd you go, psycho boy?

Narrator: I felt like destroying something beautiful.

Narrator: Every evening I died, and every evening I was born again, resurrected.

Narrator: [1:54:59] It's called a changeover. The movie goes on, and nobody in the audience has any idea.

Narrator: [1:49:38] Is Tyler my bad dream? Or am I Tyler's?

Narrator: With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything's far away. Everything's a copy of a copy of a copy.

Narrator: Look, nobody takes this more seriously than me. That condo was my life, okay? I loved every stick of furniture in that place. That was not just a bunch of stuff that got destroyed, it was ME!


Narrator: I'd like to thank the Academy...

[to the Narrator who has just fired a warning shot into the window of an explosives filled van]

Tyler Durden: [2:07:41] WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! Ok, you are now firing a gun at your 'imaginary friend' near 400 GALLONS OF NITROGLYCERINE!

Tyler Durden: [1:23:50] Tomorrow will be the most beautiful day of Raymond K. Hessel's life. His breakfast will taste better than any meal you and I have ever tasted.

Narrator: I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more.

Marla Singer: ...Condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You slip one on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night... then you throw it away. The condom, I mean, not the stranger.

Narrator: What?

Narrator: This is crazy...

Tyler Durden: People do it everyday, they talk to themselves... they see themselves as they'd like to be, they don't have the courage you have, to just run with it.

Narrator: Bob is dead, they shot him in the head!

Tyler Durden: You wanna make an omelet, you gotta break some eggs.

Narrator: I am Jack's wasted life.

Narrator: Everywhere I travel, tiny life. Single-serving sugar, single-serving cream, single pat of butter. The microwave Cordon Bleu hobby kit. Shampoo-conditioner combos, sample-packaged mouthwash, tiny bars of soap. The people I meet on each flight? They're single-serving friends.

Lou: [1:12:25] Do you hear me now?

Tyler Durden: No, I didn't quite catch that, Lou.

[Lou hits Tyler again]

Tyler Durden: Still not getting it.

[Lou hits Tyler a few more times]

Tyler Durden: Okay, I got it. Shit, I lost it.

[Lou continues to beat up Tyler]

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