Fight Club Quote: “Its only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything”

Tyler and Narrator are making soap from the fat of human bodies
Tyler: Yeah with enough soap one could blow up just about anything
Narrator Voice Over: Tyler was full of useful information
Tyler: Ancient peoples found that their clothes got cleaner when they washed them at a certain point in the river. Do you know why?
Narrator: No
Tyler motions to come over. Narrator leaves his job of stirring the fat to face Tyler across a table. Tyler begins to put on safety gloves, glasses
Tyler: Because human sacrifices were once made on the hills above this river. Bodies burned, water seeped through the wooden ashes to create lye. This is lye
Holds up a bottle containing white flakey substance
Tyler: The crucial ingredient. Once it mixed with the melted fat of the bodies, a thick white soapy discharge crept into the river. Can I see your hand please?
Narrator gives him his hand. Tyler grasps onto it, licks his lips and kisses the back of Narrators hand
Narrator: What is this?
Tyler looks at him, sprinkles the lye on the narrators hand and says:
Tyler: This is a chemical burn.
Narrator screams in pain, staring at his hand as it begins to burn, reeling while Tyler grasps it tightly
Tyler: It will hurt more than you have ever been burned and you will have a scar
Narrator: What are you doing?!!! [screams]
Narrator Voice Over: Guided meditation worked for cancer it could work for this
Narrator closes his eyes, cut to scene of green forest in his mind. Cut back to tyler.
Tyler: Stay with the pain, don’t shut this out
Narrator: No, no [screaming moving violently, trying to escape tyler’s grasp]
Tyler: stay with the pain, don’t shut this out. The first soap was made from the ashes of heroes, like the first monkey shot into space. Without pain, without sacrifice we would have nothing
Narrator closes his eyes again, trying to shut the pain out, trying to be calm
Narrator Voice Over: I tried not to think of the words searing flesh.
Tyler: Stop it! This is your pain. This is your burning hand its right here
Narrator: I’m going to my cave, I’m going to my cave, I’m going to find my power animal [sobbing]
Tyler: No! Don’t deal with it the way those dead people do. Come On!
Narrator: I get the point okay please!
Tyler: No what you’re feeling is premature enlightenment
Narrator closes his eyes, cut to his mind’s eye in his cave. Cut back to Tyler. Tyler hits Narrator across his face
Tyler: this is the greatest moment of your life and you’re off somewhere missing it
Narrator: I am not! [sobbing and grunting in pain]
Tyler: Shut up. Our fathers were our models for god, if our fathers bailed what does that tell you about god?
Narrator: [grunts, eyes closed still fighting the pain]
Tyler hits narrator across the face again. Narrator still reeling, moves his hand, attempting to reach for sink, for water. Tyler holds fast.
Tyler: Listen to me. You can run water over your hand to make it worse, or, look at me. Their eyes meet. Or you can use vinegar to neutralize the burn
Narrator: Please let me have it!! Please!! [sobbing]
Tyler: First you have to give up. First you have to know, not fear, know that one day you are going to die.
Narrator: You don’t know how this feels!! [angrily, rage in his eyes looking at tyler]
Tyler stares back at him and lifts up his right hand to reveal a massive scar on the back of it.
Tyler: Its only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.
Narrator: Okay [still painful look on his face but accepting]
Tyler slowly lets go of narrators hand finally where the flesh is melting, fizzling, smoking and burning. Narrator stares intently at his hand. Holding it out in front of himself on his own, feeling it. Not trying to run from it or trying to minimize the pain somehow. Tyler then reaches for a bottle of vinegar and dumps it on Narrators outreached hand. Narrator, with the final relief of the pain clenches his hand towards his chest and drops to the ground. Tyler looks down at him.
Tyler: Congratulations, you are one step closer to hitting bottom.


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