The Fight Club

I haven't read Chuck Palahniuk's book but I've seen this movie countless times! Now I couldn't wait to grab a copy of the book...if only I could find one. *shrugs*

Dialogue taken from IMDB.com

Tyler Durden: 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 f##king khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

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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?

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

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

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Tyler Durden: Self improvement is masturbation. Not self destruction...

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Marla Singer: [after taking a bottle of sleeping pills] This isn't a real suicide-thing. This is probably one of those cry-for-help things.

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

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[while narrator is on the phone]

Tyler Durden: Reject the basic assumptions of civilization, especially the importance of materiel possessions.

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Narrator: When deep space exploration ramps up, it'll be the corporations that name everything, the IBM Stellar Sphere, the Microsoft Galaxy, Planet Starbucks.

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Tyler Durden: We are all part of the same compost heap

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Tyler Durden: This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.

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Tyler Durden: F**k off with your sofa units and serine 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.

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

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Tyler Durden: Only after disaster can we be resurrected.

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

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Tyler Durden: [pointing at an emergency instruction manual on a plane] You know why they put oxygen masks on planes?

Narrator: So you can breath.

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.

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Tyler Durden: Its not until you lose everything that you are free to do anything
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Marla Singer: My God. I haven't been fucked like that since grade school.
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Marla Singer: Candy-stripe a cancer ward. It's not my problem.
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Marla Singer: You're not getting this back. I consider it asshole tax.
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Narrator: I'll tell you: we'll split up the week, okay? You take lymphoma, and tuberculosis...
Marla Singer: You take tuberculosis. My smoking doesn't go over at all.
Narrator: Okay, good, fine. Testicular cancer should be no contest, I think.
Marla Singer: Well, technically, I have more of a right to be there than you. You still have your balls.
Narrator: You're kidding.
Marla Singer: I don't know... am I?
Narrator: No, no! What do you want?
Marla Singer: I'll take the parasites.
Narrator: You can't have both the parasites, but while you take the blood parasites...
Marla Singer: I want brain parasites.
Narrator: I'll take the blood parasites. But I'm gonna take the organic brain dementia, okay?
Marla Singer: I want that.
Narrator: You can't have the whole brain, that's...
Marla Singer: So far you have four, I only have two!
Narrator: Okay. Take both the parasites. They're yours. Now we both have three...
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[about attending support groups for diseases she doesn't have]
Marla Singer: It's cheaper than a movie, and there's free coffee.
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Marla Singer: A condom is the glass slipper for our generation. You slip one on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, and then you throw it away. The condom, I mean, not the stranger.
Narrator: What?
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Marla Singer: I got this dress at a thrift store for one dollar.
Narrator: It was worth every penny.
Marla Singer: It's a bridesmaid's dress. Someone loved it intensely for one day, and then tossed it. Like a Christmas tree. So special. Then, bam, it's on the side of the road.
[Grabs Narrator's crotch]
Marla Singer: Tinsel still clinging to it. Like a sex crime victim. Underwear inside out. Bound with electrical tape.
Narrator: Well, then it suits you.
Marla Singer: You can borrow it sometime.
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[after giving Marla a breast exam]
Marla Singer: I wish I could return the favor.
Narrator: There's not a lot of breast cancer in the men in my family.
Marla Singer: I could check your prostate.
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Marla Singer is my favorite character in the movie and no one else can do the role best than Helena Bonham Carter. FYI. =p She rules! She rocks! \m/