JACK
It isn't... ?
TYLER
We don't need him...
JACK
We don't... ?
TYLER
Fuck damnation. Fuck redemption. We are God's unwanted
children, with no special place and no special attention, and so be it.
TYLER
I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who have ever lived
-- an entire generation pumping gas and waiting tables; or they're slaves
with white collars.
Advertisements have them chasing cars and clothes, working jobs they hate so they can buy shit they don't need. We are the middle children of history, with no purpose or place. We have no great war, or great depression. The great war is a spiritual war. The great depression is our lives. We were raised by television to believe that we'd be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars -- but we won't. And we're learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed-off.
We are the quiet young men who listen until it's time to decide.
INT. FAMILY HOUSEHOLD -- NIGHT
FATHER, MOTHER, YOUNG DAUGHTER and SON, eat dinner, watching TELEVISION. Suddenly, the TV IMAGE turns to SNOW and static.
Family members stop eating. Father picks up the REMOTE, points it -- all channels are SNOW.
Father turns the TV OFF. He and his family members look at each other, utensils in hand, uncomfortable.
Jack, Tyler and the others file quickly out the back SERVICE ENTRANCE. Tyler gives Angel Face a hearty slap on the back. Angel Face smiles at Tyler, nods, grinning.
Jack sees this, his eyes narrowing, stops walking.
INT. TAVERN BASEMENT - NIGHT
Fight club in full swing. Jack battles Angel Face, BEATING the shit out of him with unprecedented viciousness.
JACK (V.O.)
I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every Panda that wouldn't
screw to save its species.
The crowd shouts maniacally, save Tyler, who watches with an inscrutable
stone face.
Angel Face tries to speak, but Jack POUNDS too hard. Blood flies. The crowd begins to grow QUIETER.
JACK (V.O.)
I wanted to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all the
French beaches I'd never see.
Finally, Angel Face lies still, unconscious. Jack stops stares down, numb. Jack walks away -- the crowd parts to let him pass. Jack scans faces... finds Tyler.
TYLER
Where did you go, Psycho-Boy?
JACK
I felt like destroying something beautiful.