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INT. STOLEN CAR - MOVING - LATER

RAIN GUSHES down. Jack stews silent. The car moves down a HIGHWAY, intermittently illuminated by oncoming headlights.

TYLER
Something on your mind, dear?

JACK
--No...Ok, why I wasn't told about Project Mayhem?

STEPH AND MECHANIC
(together)
The first rule of Project Mayhem is you do not ask questions.

TYLER
What are you talking about?

JACK
Why you didn't include me in the beginning?

TYLER
Fight Club was the beginning, now it's out of the basements and it's called Project Mayhem.

JACK
You and I started fight club together, do you remember that? It's much mine as it is yours, you know.

TYLER
Is this about you and me?

JACK
Yeah, I thought we were doing this together.

TYLER
You're missing the point. This does not belong to us. We are not special.

JACK
Fuck that, you should've told me.

Opposing HEADLIGHTS get closer fast...

JACK
Hey Tyler!!

Tyler turns the wheel and the car gets into the proper lane. The other car flies PAST, HORNING SOUNDING...

JACK
Goddamnit Tyler!

TYLER
What do you want? A statement of purpose? Should I e-mail you? Should I put this in your "action item list"?

JACK
I want to know--

TYLER
You decide your level of involvement!

JACK
I will! I want to know certain things first!

STEPH AND MECHANIC
(together)
First rule of project mayhem is--

JACK
(to Steph and Mechanic)
Shut up!
(to Tyler)
I want to know what you're thinking.

TYLER
Fuck what you know. You need to forget about what you know, that's your problem. Forget about you think you know -- about life, about friendship, and especially about you and me.

JACK
Wh--What is that supposed to mean? Wh--?

Tyler steers the car into the opposite lane, accelerates...

JACK
What are you doing?

TYLER
(to Steph and Mechanic)
Guys, what would you wish you'd done before you died?

STEPH
Paint a self-portrait.

MECHANIC
Build a house.

TYLER
(to Jack)
And you?

JACK
I don't know. Turn the wheel now, come on!

TYLER
You have to know the answer to this question. If you died right now, how would you feel about your life?

JACK
I don't know, I wouldn't feel anything good about my life, is that what you want to hear me say? Fine. Come on!

TYLER
Not good enough.

Jack fights to turn the wheel, but Tyler uses both hands.

JACK
Come on! Stop fucking around! Tyler!

The oncoming truck HONKS and FLASHES its LIGHTS. It moves to the other side of the road. Nearing impact with the oncoming truck, the truck ROARS past, spraying water, HORN BLASTING. Jack looks at Tyler with dead eyes.

JACK
Goddamnit! Goddamnit! Fuck you! Fuck fight club! Fuck Marla! I'm sick of all your shit!

TYLER
Ok, man. Ok.

Tyler steers the car into the opposite lane again. Jack keeps the grip, turns the wheel...the car swerves...

JACK
Quit screwing around, take the wheel.

TYLER
Look at you...look at you! You're a fucking pathetic. 

JACK
Why? Why? What are you talking about?

TYLER
Why do you think I blew up your condo?

JACK
What?

TYLER
Hitting bottom is not a weekend-retreat, it's not a goddamn seminar. Stop trying controlling everything and just let go. Let go!

Jack takes his hands off the wheel.

JACK
Alright, fine! Fine.

Tyler accelerates. THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD: a STALLED CAR ahead on the side of the road, surrounded by flares. Jack and Tyler's eyes stay locked as the car drifts onto the shoulder...heading for the stalled car. Their faces are illuminated by the lights of the flares.

They SMASH into the stalled car -- AIRBAGS INFLATE! The back of the car whips around and carries it into a ass-over-tea-kettle ROLL down a hill. The car finally hits the bottom, lying on its roof.

EXT. OVERTURNED CAR

Tyler crawls from the passenger side. He walks around...opens the driver's side door and drags Jack out into the mud. Steph and the mechanic climb out the broken rear window.

JACK (V.O.)
I'd never been in a car-accident. This must've been what all those statistics felt like before I filed them into my reports.

Tyler sits beside the stunned, wounded Jack.

TYLER
Goddamn! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! We just have a near-life experience!

INT. PAPER ST. HOUSE - JACK'S BEDROOM - LATE NIGHT

Jack lies in the bed, traumatized, and Tyler sits nearby.

TYLER
In the world I see -- you're stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You will wear leather clothes that last you the rest of your life. You will climb the wrist-think kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. You will see tiny figures pounding corn and laying-strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of the ruins of a superhighway.

Tyler stands up, takes his briefcase and gives Jack's head a pat.

TYLER
(leaving)
Feel better, champ.

Jack makes a move with his hand, but the door closes behind Tyler.

INT. JACK'S ROOM - DAY

Jack opens his eyes, awakening to sunlight thru the window.

JACK (V.O.)
And then...

INT. UPSTAIRS LANDING - DAY

Jack slowly pushes open the door to Tyler's room.

JACK
Tyler?

The room is empty. Jack closes the door -- on the door there are hundred of DRIVER'S LICENSES; a sign above them: "HUMAN SACRIFICES".

INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY

Jack comes downstairs...finds DOZENS OF SPACE MONKEYS.

JACK (V.O.)
Tyler was gone. Was I asleep? Had I slept?

INT. KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS

Jack enters. Space monkeys render fat, and make soap. They pinch HERBS, adding them to the mix. They add VODKA. Off to the side, a couple monkeys stir a vat of RICE.

JACK (V.O.)
The house became a living thing, wet inside from so many people sweating and breathing.

FRECKLED SPACE MONKEY
"We are all part from the same compost. We are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world..."

JACK (V.O.)
 So many people moving, the house moved. Planet Tyler. I had to hug the walls, trapped inside this clockwork of Space Monkeys...

Jack moves to the landing.

FOOD COURT MAITRE D'
(to a space monkey)
Don't smoke in here. Do you know how much ether we have in this house?

JACK (V.O.)
...cooking and working and sleeping in teams.

INT. PAPER ST. HOUSE - OFFICE - LATER

Jack enters. Space monkeys shuffle papers and NEWS CLIPPINGS. Walls are lined with FILES, each labeled with s STREET ADDRESS, under SIGNS: "Mischief", "Disinformation", "Arson". Jack's eye lingers on a file with a street address. He starts flipping through the file. ANGEL FACE, with his face injured from the last fight with Jack, comes to take the file from him.

ANGEL FACE
It's under control, sir.

JACK
Where's Tyler?

ANGEL FACE
Sir, the first rule of project mayhem --

JACK
Right, right.

As Angel Face replaces the file, Jack notices -- A LYE-BURNED KISS-SCAR on the back of Angel Face's hand.

INT. LANDING

Jack comes up the stairs.

JACK (V.O.)
I'm all alone. My dad dumped me. Tyler dumped me. I Am Jack's Broken Heart.

INT. KITCHEN - MOMENTS LATER

Jack picks up a BOTTLE of VODKA and goes out.

EXT. BACKYARD - NIGHT

Jack takes a swig of vodka, smokes. In the background a Space Monkey WHACKS an APPLICANT with a BROOM. Other space monkeys tend the garden.

JACK (V.O.)
What comes next in Project Mayhem, only Tyler knows. The second rule is you do not ask questions.

Jack drops his cigarette in the gravel, steps on it. A Space Monkey immediately comes to clean it up.

JACK
Get the fuck away from me! Get the fuck away from me!

MARLA'S VOICE (O.S.)
Who are all these people?

Jack turns, sees Marla with an overnight bag.

JACK
Paper Street Soap Company.

MARLA
Can I come in?

JACK
He's not here.

MARLA
What?

JACK
Tyler isn't here. Tyler's went away. Tyler's gone.

Marla stares at Jack, miserable. She turns and walks away. Jack watches her go. There's a LOUD COMMOTION from the house. VOICES SHOUTING. Jack heads to the back door...

INT. KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS

Jack enters. The Mechanic crawls, bleeding from a gunshot wound to the LEG. Space Monkeys begin a rudimentary job of treating the wound. Other Space Monkeys carry in the DEAD BODY in BLACK CLOTHES and SKI MASK, putting it on the table.

MECHANIC
Gunshot wounds coming through! Clear some fucking room!

JACK
What happened?! What happened?!

Space Monkeys stare at the body. 

MECHANIC
(out of breath)
We were on assignment...

EXT. SCULPTURE PARK - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

A SCULPTURE adorned with a giant GLOBE on top.

MECHANIC (V.O.)
We were supposed to kill two birds with one stone.

One space monkey talks to his walkie-talkie.

SPACE MONKEY
Operation Latte Thunder, go!

A SERIES of EXPLOSIONS blasts the GLOBE free. It ROLLS...

MECHANIC (V.O.)
Destroy a piece of corporate art...

THE GLOBE ROLLS downhill...

MECHANIC (V.O.)
...and trash a franchise coffee bar.

The GLOBE arrives at the lobby of a HOTEL...BROADSIDES a limo, RICOCHETS...ROLLS directly into the front of a closed ARROSTO coffee bar, SMASHING windows...DECIMATING coffee push-parts.

EXT. PARK - AERIAL VIEW (FLASHBACK CONTINUOUS)

Bob, Steph and the Mechanic split up, running O.S.

MECHANIC (V.O.)
We had it all worked out, sir. It went smooth until...

HARSH VOICE
Police! Freeze!

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT (RESUMING)

JACK
What?

MECHANIC
They shot Bob...they shot him in the head...those fucking pigs!

Jack pulls the ski mask off the corpse -- it's BOB, with a gunshot wound to the HEAD.

STEPH
Those motherfuckers!

JACK
You morons! You're running around with ski masks, try to explode things up, what did you think would happen?!

Jack walks away from the corpse, distraught, holds his head, turns to look back, his eyes filling with tears.

MECHANIC
Ok, quick. We got to get rid of the evidence. We have to get rid of this body.

ANGEL FACE
Bury him...

Jack looks around in disbelief.

JACK
What...?

ANGEL FACE
Take him to the garden and bury him. Come on people, move!

Several Space Monkeys gather around Bob's body.

JACK
No...! Get away!

Space Monkeys stop. Jack gets between them and Bob, SHOVES a few Space Monkeys back...

JACK
What are you talking about?  This is not a fucking piece of evidence! This is a person! He's a friend of mine and you're not going to bury him in the fucking garden.

ANGEL FACE
He was killed serving Project Mayhem, sir.

JACK
This is Bob.

STEPH
But in Project Mayhem, we have no names.

JACK
No, listen to me. This is a man and he has a name, and it's Robert Paulson, ok?

MECHANIC
Robert Paulson.

JACK
He is dead now, because of us, alright? You understand that?

Everyone stares at Jack.

MECHANIC
I understand. In death, a member of Project Mayhem has a name. His name is Robert Paulson.

STEPH
His name is Robert Paulson.

JACK
Stop it! Shut up!

ALL SPACE MONKEYS
His name is Robert Paulsen!
(louder)
His name is Robert Paulsen! His name is Robert Paulsen!

JACK
This is all over with!

Jack backs away, surrounded, PUSHES his way out of the room.

INT. TYLER'S ROOM - MOMENTS LATER

Jack barges in, goes to the desk, rifling through drawers. He finds FLIGHT COUPONS, USED and UNUSED. The used coupons have flight information, including the destination cities. The PHONE RINGS. Jack answers it.

JACK
Tyler?

INTERCUT WITH...

INT. POLICE STATION - DETECTIVE STERN'S OFFICE

DETECTIVE STERN
No, this is Detective Stern from the arson unit, I need to see you in my office--

Jack in panic, HANGS UP.

INSERT - AN AIRPLANE TAKES OFF

Jack sits stiffly in a seat.

JACK (V.O.)
I went to all the cities on Tyler's used tickets stubs, bar-hopping.

EXT. AIRPORT - NIGHT

Jack hurries from the terminal, runs to a TAXI...

JACK (V.O.)
I didn't know how or why but I could look at fifty different bars and I just knew.

INT. BAR - DAY

Jack enters. He moves to the bar. The BARTENDER talks with two other guys, all with FIGHT BRUISES.

JACK
I'm looking for Tyler Durden. It's very important to talk to him.

BARTENDER
I wish I could help you...sir.

The bartender WINKS at Jack.

INSERT - AERIAL VIEW - ATLANTA SKYLINE - NIGHT

JACK (V.O.)
Every city I went to...

INSERT - AERIAL VIEW - CHICAGO SKYLINE - DAY

JACK (V.O.)
...as soon as I set foot off the plane...

INSERT - AERIAL VIEW - DALLAS SKYLINE - NIGHT

JACK (V.O.)
...I knew a fight club was close.

INT. DRY CLEANERS - DAY

The PROPRIETOR, his head bandaged, is confronted by Jack.

JACK
Look at my face, I'm a member! I just need to know if you've seen Tyler.

BANDAGED PROPRIETOR
I'm not disclosed to bespeak any such information to you, nor would I even if I had said information you want, at this juncture...be able.

JACK
You're a moron.

BANDAGED PROPRIETOR
I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

Jack gives up, shoves his way out the door.

INT. AIRPORT - DAY

JACK (V.O.)
Tyler has been busy. Setting up franchises all over the country.

INT. TAXI - NIGHT

Jack sits in the back seat. As the taxi moves, Jack sees in different corners men FIGHTING.

JACK (V.O.)
Am I asleep? Had I slept? Is Tyler my bad dream or am I Tyler's?

INT. SPORTS BAR - DAY

TVs shows football. Jack is seated with TWO BRUISED PATRONS.

BRUISED PATRON #1
We just heard the stories. 

JACK
What kind of stories?

BRUISED PATRON #1
Like, no one knows what he looks like.

BRUISED PATRON #2
He has facial reconstructive every three years. 

JACK
That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

BRUISED PATRON #1
Is it true about fight club in Miami?

BRUISED PATRON #2
Is Mr. Durden building an army?

 

INT. AIRPLANE - NIGHT

Jack sits awake. Everyone around his is asleep.

JACK (V.O.)
I was living in a state of perpetual déjà vu.

EXT. MID-TOWN STREETS -DAY

Jack steps off the sidewalk...

EXT. CITY ALLEY - DAY

The alley's deserted. Jack hafts to rusty CELLAR DOORS. He opens the doors, looks around, heads downstairs....

INT. DANK BASEMENT - CONTINUOUS

Jack enters this dark basement, walks ahead in dim light. The place is damp and empty. Jack stops, looks down.

JACK (V.O.)
Everywhere I went, I felt I had already been there. It was like following an invisible man. The smell of dry blood. Dirty bare-foot prints circling each other. That aroma of old sweat like fried chicken. The feel of the floor still warm from the fight the night before.

At his feet -- DRIED BLOOD on the concrete floor.

INSERT - AERIAL VIEW - PHOENIX SKYLINE - DAY

JACK (V.O.)
I was always one step behind Tyler.

INT. ANOTHER BAR - DAY

Jack walks in. The place is empty. He walks to a KITCHEN DOOR, opens it and peers in at...a GROUP of KITCHEN WORKERS solemnly stand in a circle chanting...

KITCHEN WORKERS
His name is Robert Paulson. His name is Robert Paulson. His--

They see Jack and they stop chanting.

MAN'S VOICE (O.S.)
(from behind Jack)
Welcome back, sir. How have you been?

JACK
Do you know me?

WOUNDED BARTENDER
Is this a test, sir?

JACK
No, this is not a test.

WOUNDED BARTENDER
You were in here last Thursday.

JACK
Thursday?

WOUNDED BARTENDER
You were standing exactly where you are now, asking how good our security is. It's tight as a drum, sir.

JACK
Who do you think I am?

WOUNDED BARTENDER
Are you sure this isn't a test?

JACK
No, this is not a test.

WOUNDED BARTENDER
You're Mr. Durden. You're the one who gave me this.

The Bartender holds up his hand, shows the KISS SCAR on the back of his hand.

JACK (V.O.)
Please return your seatbacks to their full and upright and locked position.

INT. HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT

Jack bursts inside, out of breath, runs to grab the phone, punches a number.

INTERCUT WITH...

INT. MARLA'S ROOM - SAME

Marla answers.

MARLA
Yeah?

JACK
Marla, it's me. Have we ever done it?

MARLA
Done what?

JACK
Have we ever had sex?

MARLA
What kind of stupid question is that?!

JACK
Is it stupid because the answer's "yes" or because the answer's "no"?

MARLA
Is this a trick?

JACK
No, Marla, I need to know--

MARLA
--You mean, you want to know if we were just having sex or making love?

JACK
We did make love.

MARLA
Is that what you're calling it?

JACK
Just answer the question, Marla, please. Did we do it or not?

MARLA
You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me your sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole. Is that a pretty accurate description of our relationship, Tyler?

JACK (V.O.)
We have  just lost cabin pressure.

JACK
What did you just say?

MARLA
What is wrong with you?

JACK
What did you just called me? Say my name!

MARLA
Tyler Durden, Tyler Durden, you fucking freak, what's going on? I'm coming over.

JACK
No, wait Marla, I'm not there!

As Marla HANGS UP, Jack stares the receiver, dazed...

TYLER'S VOICE
You broke your promise.

Jack spins, dropping the phone -- Tyler's sitting on an armchair opposite him.

JACK
Jesus, Tyler!

TYLER
You fuckin' talked to her about me!

JACK
What the fuck is going on here?

TYLER
I asked you for one thing, one simple thing.

JACK
Why do people think that I'm you?

Tyler shakes his head, extremely irritated.

JACK
Answer me!

TYLER
Sit.

Jack sits on the side of the bed, face to face with Tyler.

JACK
Now answer me, why do people think that I'm you?

TYLER
I think you know.

JACK
No, I don't.

TYLER
Yes, you do. Why would anyone possibly confuse you with me?

JACK
I...I don't know...

FLASHBACK - HALLWAY - NIGHT

COMMISSIONER JACOBS checks his tie in the mirror, goes to open the door of the MEN'S BATHROOM -- FACE TO FACE with JACK.

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

TYLER
You got it!

JACK
No...

FLASHBACK - MEN'S BATHROOM - NIGHT

CLOSE ON JACK, who's standing above Commissioner Jacobs.

JACK
Do not fuck with us!

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

TYLER
Say it!

JACK
Because...

FLASHBACK - INT. KITCHEN - LATE NIGHT

JACK is sitting alone, BURNING the BACK OF HIS HAND WITH LYE.

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

TYLER
Say it!

JACK
Because we're the same person.

TYLER
That's right.

FLASHBACK - EXT. PAPER STREET HOUSE - BACKYARD - DAWN

JACK
We are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

JACK
I don't understand this...

TYLER
You were looking for a way to change your life. You could not do this on your own. All the ways you wished you could be...that's me! I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I'm smart, capable and most importantly, I'm free in all the ways that you are not. 

JACK
No...

FLASHBACK - EXT. PAPER ST. HOUSE - BACKYARD - NIGHT

Jack stands in the yard, vodka in hand, yells at Marla.

JACK
Tyler's not here. Tyler's went away. Tyler's gone.

MARLA
What?

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

JACK
This is impossible. This is crazy.

TYLER
People do it every day. They talk to themselves. They see themselves as they like to be. They don't have the courage you have, to just run with it.

FLASHBACK - EXT. LOU'S TAVERN PARKING LOT - NIGHT

Two guys are getting out of the back door. They see JACK PUNCHING HIMSELF.

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

TYLER
Naturally you still wrestling with it...Sometimes you're still you...

FLASHBACK - CURBSIDE - NIGHT

JACK sits ALONE on the curb, talking to someone beside him, but nobody's there. He hands the beer to "someone" and the beer crushes to the ground.

JACK
We should do this again sometime.

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

TYLER
Other times you imagine yourself watching me.

FLASHBACK - INT. LOU'S BAR BASEMENT - NIGHT

JACK stands surrounded by eager fight club members, under the bare bulb, talking and behaving like Tyler...

JACK
If this is your first night at fight club -- you have to fight.

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

Jack listens Tyler, his mouth hangs open.

TYLER
Little by little. You're just letting yourself become...Tyler Durden!

FLASHBACK - BUILDING - NIGHT

THE PARKER MORRIS BUILDING. JACK, Angel Face, Steph, Bob and another GUY rappel down the side, SPRAYING GREEN PAINT. JACK is "Tyler" in demeanor, mannerisms, speech...

JACK
(shouting)
You are not your job! Or how much money you have in the bank!

TWO WINDOWS SHATTER OUTWARD.

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

JACK
But you have a house--

TYLER
--Rented in your name.

JACK
You have jobs, you have a whole life--

TYLER
--You have night jobs, because you can't sleep -- or stay up and make soap.

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

JACK
Marla...You're fucking Marla, Tyler.

TYLER
Uhm...actually you're fucking Marla, but it's all the same to her.

FLASHBACK - TYLER'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

JACK is on top of Marla, sweating, making violent love...

INT. HOTEL - RESUMING

JACK
Oh, my God!

TYLER
Now you see our dilemma. She knows too much. We have to talk about how this might compromise our goals.

Jack stands up.

JACK
Wh--What are you saying? This is-- this is bullshit! This is bullshit, I'm not listening to this. You are insane.

TYLER
No, you're insane, and we definitely do not have time for this crap!

Jack stands, trying to absorb, feeling ill -- he suddenly FAINTS to the bed, OUT COLD.

JACK (V.O.)
It's called a "changeover". The movie goes on and nobody in the audience has any idea.

INT. HOTEL ROOM - PRE-DAWN

Jack's eyes snap open. The telephone is next to him on the bed and the phone's off the hook. Jack remembers the previous night...and runs to the door.

INT. HALLWAY

The room door SLAMS OPEN as Jack bursts out of the room, carrying his suitcase, SPRINTING for the STAIRWELL...

INT. LOBBY - MOMENTS LATER

Jack hurries to the front door, his suitcase half-broken open, passing the front desk. A DESK CLERK calls after him.

DESK CLERK
Sir, are you checking out?

JACK
Yeah, bill me.

The clerk follows the length of the counter, waves a PAPER.

DESK CLERK
I need to initial this list of phone calls, please.

Jack goes to desk -- snatches the bill, studies it: many NUMBERS.

JACK
When were these made?

DESK CLERK
It says right here, sir...between two and three this morning.

Jack looks at the clerk.

JACK
No, I w--

Jack freezes.

EXT. AIRLINE CABIN - IN FLIGHT - DAY

Jack stares out the window, his face set hard.

JACK (V.O.)
Had I been going to bed earlier every night? Have I sleeping later? Have I been Tyler longer and longer?

INT. PAPER ST. HOUSE, LIVING ROOM / KITCHEN - DAY

Jack walks to find the place EMPTY and DESERTED. He continues on into the KITCHEN, gawks at BATHTUBS and CANISTERS holding vast amounts of liquid. There are HOSES, GAS MASKS, BEAKERS, TEST TUBES and PUMPS.

JACK
Is anybody here?

He sees a BOTTLE labeled "NITRIC ACID."

JACK (V.O.)
Déjà vu. All over again.

FLASHBACK - INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT

TYLER
Yeah, with enough soap we could blow just about anything.

INT. KITCHEN - RESUMING

JACK
Oh, my God.

INT. TYLER'S ROOM - LATER

Jack sits by the phone, pulls out the HOTEL BILL, runs his finger up and down the list of PHONE NUMBERS... Jack's finger stops to a NUMBER. He dials, phone to his ear.

VOICE
(from phone)
Eighteen-eighty-eight.

JACK
Who am I calling?

VOICE
Eighteen-eighty-eight Franklin. This is maintenance.

Jack sees a file on the wall: "1888 FRANKLIN STREET.."

VOICE
(from phone)
Hello? Hello?

JACK
(into phone)
1888 Franklin street?

VOICE
(from phone)
Yes. Can I help you? Hello?

Jack looks all the files on the wall...

VOICE
(from phone)
Hello?

JACK
(into phone)
Yeah, yeah. I need to talk to your supervisor, right away.

VOICE
(from phone)
Speaking.

JACK
(into phone)
Okay, listen to me. I think something really horrible is about to happen in your building, you have got--

VOICE
(from phone)
It's under control, sir.

JACK
(into phone)
Excuse me?

VOICE
(from phone)
Don't worry about us, sir. We're solid.

Jack HANGS UP, and dials the next number on the bill.

DIFFERENT VOICE
(from phone)
Twenty-one-sixty.

Jack sees a file: "2160 PICO BOULEVARD." He throws the phone, pocketing the bill. He grabs ALL THE FILES.

EXT. MARLA'S HOTEL - SUNSET

Marla walks out the lobby doors, lighting a cigarette. Jack's TAXI halts and Jack's getting out of the cab, laden with files.

JACK
Hey Marla! Marla! Fuck! Wait!

Marla makes a sharp turn, walking away. Jack follows, hugging the files to his chest, catching up. He grabs her arm, but  Marla pulls away.

JACK
I got to talk to you! Marla!

MARLA
Your whacked-out bald freaks hit me with a fucking broom, they almost broke my arm!

JACK
Marla--

MARLA
They were burning their fingertips with lye, the stink was unbelievable.

JACK
Look,...listen. It'll take a tremendous act of faith on your part for you have got to hear me out.

MARLA
Oh, here comes an avalanche of bullshit.

Marla heads into a DINER. Jack follows.

JACK
-- A little more faith than that.

INT. DINER - MOMENTS LATER

Marla sits on a BOOTH. Jack sits across from her.

MARLA
No, listen I don't want to hear anything you have to say.

JACK
You have every right to be--

Jack sees A WAITER with a BLACK EYE next to him.

JACK
I'll just have a coffee, thanks.

WAITER
Sir, anything you order is free of charge, sir.

MARLA
Why is it free of charge?

JACK
Don't...Don't ask...

MARLA
Whatever. I'll have the clam chowder, the fried chicken and a baked potato with everything and a chocolate chiffon pie.

JACK
Clean food, please.

WAITER
In that case, sir, may I advice against the lady eating the clam chowder.

JACK
No clam chowder, thank you.

The waiter snaps to attention and leaves. Jack looks to the pass-through WINDOW into the kitchen where THREE COOKS with STITCHES in their faces.

MARLA
You have about thirty seconds.

JACK
I know I've been acting very, very strange  and that it's been like there's two sides of me--

MARLA
Two sides? You're Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Jackass.

JACK
I deserve that, but I've come to realize something very, very important.

MARLA
What?

JACK
The full extend of our relationship wasn't really clear to me up until now, for reasons I'm not going to go into, but the important is that I know I haven't been treating you so well--

Marla's getting up to go, but Jack rises, fed up, takes her by the arm, putting her back to her seat.

MARLA
--Yeah, whatever...

JACK
Fifteen seconds! Fifteen seconds, please, don't open your mouth!

Marla crosses her arms. Jack collects himself.

JACK
I'm trying to tell you that I'm sorry, because I've come to realize that I really like you Marla.

MARLA
You do?

JACK
I really do. I care about you and I don't want anything bad to happen to you because of me. Marla...your life is in danger.

MARLA
What?

JACK
You need to leave town for a while, get out of any major city, and go camping and--

MARLA
--You're an insane person.

JACK
No,  I've involved you at something terrible that's about to happen...you are not safe--

MARLA
No, no. Shut up. Shut up!

Everyone looks at them. Marla's getting upset, tears coming to her eyes.

MARLA
Listen, I tried Tyler. I really tried.

JACK
I know you have.

MARLA
There are things about you that I like. You're smart, you're funny, you're...spectacular in bed....But you're intolerable! You have very serious emotional problems. Deep seated problems for which you should seek professional help.

JACK
I know, and I'm sorry--

MARLA
Yeah, you're sorry, I'm sorry, everybody's sorry, but...I can't do this anymore. I can't. And I won't. I'm gone.

Marla gets up. Jack tries to grab her, but she's gone, heading to the door.

JACK
You can't leave, Marla, you're not safe!

EXT. DINER - MOMENTS LATER

Jack pushes out the door, files under one arm, catching up...

JACK
Marla, I --

MARLA
No, leave me alone!

JACK
Marla, I'm trying to protect you.

MARLA
Let go of me! I don't ever want to see you again!

Jack spots a BUS idling further up the street.

JACK
That's fine, if that's what it takes--Hold on, wait right here.

Jack stops in front of the bus. The bus stops. The BUS DRIVER opens the door. SOUNDS of HORNING from other cars behind the bus can be heard.

JACK
(to the bus driver)
Hold it right there.
(to a driver, horning)
Shut up! Shut up!

He pulls MONEY from his pocket holding out to Marla.

JACK
Take this money and get on this bus, and I promise you I will never bother you again, if that's what you want. Please get on the bus. Please get on the bus!

Marla hesitates, but finally takes the money from Jack's hands and walks toward the bus. Jack turns away, not to see the bus.

MARLA
Why are you doing this?

JACK
They think you are some kind of a threat, I...I can't explain right now, but trust me If I see where you're going, you won't be safe.

Marla stands at the doors of the bus, heartbroken, gives one last look at Jack.

MARLA
(holds up the money)
I'm not paying this back. I consider it "asshole tax."

JACK
That's fine, and remember stay out of major cities, for at least a couple of days, ok?

Marla gets on the bus.

MARLA
Tyler...

Jack finally turns to look at her.

MARLA
You're the worst thing that ever happened to me.

DOORS HISS SHUT. The BUS LEAVES, heading away. Jack seems relieved. THROUGH THE BUSS WINDOWS: the bus is filled with BALD MEN IN BLACK: SPACE MONKEYS. Jack doesn't see them. The bus speeds away. Onboard, Space Monkeys, subdue Marla.

Jack leaves running.

INT. POLICE STATION - SUNSET

Jack runs to the front desk, crazed, dumps the armload of files on the desk in front of the DESK SERGEANT...

JACK
(takes a deep breath)
Hello. I need you to arrest me. I'm the leader of a terrorist organization responsible for numerous acts of vandalism and assault all over the city.

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - LATER

Detective Stern and THREE DETECTIVES stand, staring at Jack, who's seated. On the table are the phone bill and the files.

JACK
...in the metropolitan area, with probably a couple hundred members. Chapters are sprouting in at least five or six other major cities already. This is tightly-regimented organization, with many cells capable of operating completely independent central leadership. Look, go to that house, ok? 1537 Paper Street. That's our headquarters. In the back, buried in the garden, you'll find the body of Robert Paulson. In the basement, you gonna find some bath tubs used very recently to make large quantities of nitroglycerin. I believe the plan is to blow up the headquarters of these credit card companies and the TRW building.

STERN
Why these buildings? why credit card companies?

JACK
If you erase the debt record, we all go back to zero. It'll create total chaos.

STERN
(to other detectives)
Keep him talking. I need to make a phone call.

Stern leaves. A beat, then, the remaining detectives smile at Jack with REVERENCE.

DETECTIVE ANDREW
I really admire what you're doing. 

JACK
What?

DETECTIVE ANDREW
You're a brave man to order this.

DETECTIVE KEVIN
You're a genius, sir.

DETECTIVE WALKER
You said if anyone ever interferes Project Mayhem, even you, we gotta get his balls.

Jack stands up.

DETECTIVE ANDREW
It's useless to fight.

DETECTIVE KEVIN
It's really a powerful gesture, Mr. Durden. It'll set quite an example.

JACK
You're making a big mistake, fellas!

DETECTIVE KEVIN
You said you'd say that.

JACK
I'm not Tyler Durden!

DETECTIVE WALKER
You told us you'd say that too.

JACK
Okay, I'm Tyler Durden...listen to me. I'm giving you a direct order. We are aborting the mission right now.

DETECTIVE ANDREW
You said you would definitely say that.

They GRAB Jack and force him on his back on the table. They pull Jack's PANTS completely off, tosses them aside. Jack SCREAMS. Detective Walker holds Jack's legs.

JACK
Are you fucking out of your minds? You're police officers!

A KNOCK at the door.

DETECTIVE ANDREW
Somebody timing this?

DETECTIVE WALKER
(to Jack)
Keep your mouth shut! Shit!

Detectives Andrew and Kevin block view of the table as Detective Walker opens the door with a crack.

DETECTIVE WALKER
Yeah?

STERN
Some of the info checks out. Let's go over to that house on Paper Street.

DETECTIVE WALKER
Be right there.

Detective Walker glances back at the other Detectives, leaves, closing the door.

JACK
Hey wait!

Detective Andrew has a knife and Detective Kevin has a rubber band. Jack kicks and screams and writhes. The Detectives wrangle him, but with more difficulty now that Walker's gone.

DETECTIVE KEVIN
Sir, we have to do this.

DETECTIVE ANDREW
Mr. Durden, stop fighting.

DETECTIVE KEVIN
You're gonna to fuck up this time.

DETECTIVE ANDREW
Where's the rubber band? 

As Detective Kevin is almost above Jack, Jack's free hand PULLS Kevin's GUN and points at him. Kevin backs off. Jack gets up, gasping for air.

JACK
(to Kevin)
Stay away from me!
(to Andrew)
Drop the fucking knife! Drop it!

Andrew drops the knife. Jack takes the files from the table.

JACK
Face down on the floor, both of you, right now.

The Detectives get down on the floor.

JACK
Get down on the floor. The first who comes out of this fucking door gets...gets a lead salad, you understand?

Jack heads to the door, opens it and leaves the room.

INT. POLICE STATION, HALLWAY - NIGHT

Jack, without pants, comes out of the door. He runs to the stairs and gets away from the back door.

EXT. STREET - MOMENTS LATER

Jack SPRINTS down the middle of the street, gun in hand, looking like a complete madman. Cars almost hit me. Jack points the gun to a car.

JACK
Get away! Get away!

Some of the files fall, Jack takes them and runs.

EXT. SIDEWALK - NIGHT

Jack's still running, gun in one hand, files in the other. IN SLOW MOTION...

JACK (V.O.)
I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins hit acid. Then I ran some more.

RESUME NORMAL SPEED...

EXT. BANK BUILDING - LATER

Jack, sweating and panting, stops, looks...then heads toward the building with the address "1888 Franklin Street.". He throws the files in a trash-can. A police car turns...Jack turns away. He heads to the lobby.

EXT. 1888 LOBBY - LATER

Jack tries the door -- locked. 

TYLER'S VOICE
What the fuck are you doing? Running around in your underpants? Man, you look like a crazy person!

Jack turns and sees TYLER nearby.

JACK
No, I'm onto you. I know what's going on here.

TYLER
Well, come on then, I have a great place to view. It'll be like paper-view!

Jack lifts a cast iron bench, runs forward -- RAMS it into the glass. The bench immediately recoils from the glass, SLAMS Jack's groin! Tyler APPEARS behind the  DOOR, laughing. Jack falls to his knees, doubled over. Then, he rises, SHOOTS the glass...Tyler DISAPPEARS.

INT. 1888 LOBBY

Jack pushes through the broken glass. He sees a sign "GARAGE ESCALATORS." He sprints to it...

INT. GROUND LEVEL - PARKING

Jack enters, looks -- no cars. He bolts to the STAIRS...

INT. TOP-LEVEL PARKING AREA - 7TH FLOOR

Jack enters, heaving. Again NO CARS, except for A TRUCK. Jack heads toward it. He looks inside the front seats. He heads to the back of the car. He opens the back door of the truck sees: NINE LARGE CANISTERS, heavily-WIRED. 

INT. TRUCK - CONTINUED

Jack gets inside to find the BOMB. There's a DIGITAL CLOCK, ticking down from "25:55"...TYLER appears in the back of the car.

JACK
Oh, Christ!

TYLER
Now what are you doing?

JACK
I'm stopping this.

TYLER
Why? Greatest thing you've ever done, man.

JACK
No, I can't let this happen.

TYLER
You know there are ten other bombs in ten other buildings.

JACK
Goddamn it, since when is Project Mayhem about murder?

TYLER
The buildings are empty. Security and maintenance and all our people. We're not killing anyone, man, we're setting them free!

JACK
Bob is dead! The shot him in the head!

TYLER
If you wanna make an omelet you've gotta break some eggs.

JACK
No, I'm not listening to you, you're not even there. 

Jack looks back to the BOMB,  wipes sweat from his face. Jack moves to pull the lid off one CANISTER, looks inside...

TYLER
Wouldn't do that. Unless you know which wire is what.

Jack starts finger the MANY WIRES, sorting them.

JACK
If you know, then I know.

Tyler APPEARS in the front passenger seat.

TYLER
Or--maybe I knew you'd know, so I spent the whole day thinking about the wrong ones.

Jack chooses one wire, GREEN, holds it in his fingers.

TYLER
You think?

Jack twists the GREEN WIRE around his finger.

TYLER
Oh, heavens, no, not the green one. Pull anyone but the green one.

Jack PULLS the GREEN WIRE and the digital clock STOPS. Jack chuckles.

TYLER
I asked you not to do that!

Tyler PUNCHES Jack in the face. Jack falls down, out of the truck.

INT. TOP-LEVEL PARKING AREA - 7TH FLOOR

Tyler comes out of the truck, closes the doors, locks and throws away the keys. Jack points the GUN to him.

JACK
Tyler get away from the van! Tyler I'm not kidding! Get away from the van! Goddamn it!

INT. SECURITY OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

Banks of SECURITY MONITORS sit unmanned.

ON ONE MONITOR: Jack aims the truck--nobody else is there.

INT. TOP-LEVEL PARKING AREA - 7TH FLOOR - CONTINUOUS

Jack aims...FIRES! One bullet BREAKS the back window of the truck.

TYLER
Whoa! Whoa! Ok! You are now firing with a gun at your imaginary friend, near four hundred gallons of nitroglycerin!!!

Tyler approaches Jack, Jack backs off, always aiming Tyler with the gun. 

JACK
Look, Tyler! Tyler!

He FIRES again.  Tyler gets pissed off.

TYLER
What?!

Tyler PUNCHES, knocks the gun out of Jack's hand. Tyler PUNCHES Jack in the face. Jack falls down. Jack scrambles to his feet, running backwards.

TYLER
Oh, come on! Don't go!

Jack turns to a corner, Tyler's there: He PUNCHES him again in the face.

INT. SECURITY OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

Banks of SECURITY MONITORS sit unmanned.

ON ONE MONITOR: Jack is seen on the floor, ALONE, WRESTLING HIMSELF. He swings his left hand up, punching empty air, then swings his right hand -- PUNCHING himself in the side of the head...

INT. TOP-LEVEL PARKING AREA - 7TH FLOOR

Jack stands, runs, tries to go under the truck. Tyler grabs his foot, taking off his SHOE. He hits Jack's head with the shoe. Jack goes behind the truck. Tyler follows him. Jack falls down again, and Tyler KICKS Jack's leg. Jack SCREAMS in pain.

INT. MAIN LOBBY

Tyler throws Jack, smashing the glass of the lobby door. They FIGHT viciously, bloodied. Tyler grabs Jack's hair, heading toward the stairwell.

SECURITY MONITOR P.O.V.: Jack's got his hands behind his head, pulling himself.

INT. STAIRWELL

The stairwell is empty. Tyler GRABS Jack from his shirt and THROWS him in the stairwell. Jack's in the bottom of the stairwell, unconscious. Tyler leaves.

FADE TO BLACK:

INT. LARGE SOCIAL ROOM - TOP FLOOR - NIGHT

CLOSE ON: Jack as he SNAPS AWAKE. Tyler is standing in front of him, holding the GUN in Jack's MOUTH. Jack looks around with his eyes...

PULL BACK TO: This huge room is being remodeled.

TYLER
Three minutes. This is it. The beginning. Ground zero.

JACK (V.O.)
I think this is about were we came in.

TYLER
 Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion?

JACK
(still distorted)
i.....ann....iinn....ff....nnyin...

Tyler removes the gun from Jack's mouth.

TYLER
I'm sorry?

JACK
I still can't think of anything.

TYLER
Ah, flashback humor.

Tyler approaches the window.

TYLER
It's getting exciting now.
(checks his watch)
Two and a half. Think of everything we've accomplished, man.
(looks out windows)
Out these windows, we will view the collapse of financial history. One step closer to economic equilibrium.

Tyler heads toward Jack. He PUSHES the chair on which Jack is seated, and it SLAMS to the window. Jack sees through the window, below a BUS idles. The doors open and MARLA's dragged out, kicking and screaming carries by SIX SPACE MONKEYS...

JACK
Why is she here?

TYLER
Tying up loose ends.

MARLA (O.S.)
Put me down, you bald-freaks!

They carry Marla into the BUILDING ENTRANCE.

JACK
I'm begging you, don't do this.

TYLER
I'm not doing this. We are doing this. This is what we want.

JACK
No, I don't want this.

TYLER
Right, except "you", is meaningless now. We have to forget about you.

JACK
Jesus, you're a voice in my head.

TYLER
You're a voice in mine!

JACK
You're a fucking hallucination, why I can't get rid of you?

TYLER
You need me.

JACK
No, I don't. I really don't anymore--

TYLER
--Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make my self feel better. Take some responsibility.

JACK
I do. I am responsible for all of it and I accept that. So, please, I'm begging you, please call this off.

TYLER
Have I ever let us down? How far you come because of me?...I will bring us through this. As always, I will carry you kicking and screaming and in the end, you'll thank me.

JACK
Tyler, I'm grateful to you, for everything you've done for me. But this is too much. I don't want this.

TYLER
What do you want?! Wanna go back to the shit job, fucking condo world, watching sitcoms? Fuck you! I don't do it.

JACK
This can't be happening.

TYLER
It's already done, so shut up. Sixty seconds, can you see alright?

JACK
I can figure this out. I can figure this out. This is not for real. The gun is not even in your hand. The gun's in my hand.

The gun DISAPPEARS from Tyler's hand and APPEARS in Jack's.

TYLER
Hey, good for you, it doesn't change a thing.

Jack stares at the gun a long time...Jack brings the gun up, PUTS THE GUN ON HIS LOWER JAW. Tyler cocks his head.

TYLER
Why do you want to put a gun in your head?

JACK
Not my head, Tyler. Our head.

TYLER
Interesting. What are you going to do with this IKEA-boy? Hey, it's you and me...
(pause)
Friends?

JACK
Tyler, I want you to really listen to me.

TYLER
Okay...

JACK
My eyes are open.

Their eyes are locked, unblinking. Long silence.

Jack PUTS THE GUN IN HIS MOUTH. EXTREME SLOW MOTION: Jack's fingers squeezes the trigger...KABLAM! -- Jack's cheek INFLATE with gas. His eyes bulge. BLOOD files out from his head. The WINDOW behind him SHATTERS. SMOKE wafts out of his mouth and tear ducts.

RESUME NORMAL SPEED as the GLASS FALLS behind Jack. Tyler stands, in gun smoke, eyes glazed, sniffs the air.

TYLER
What's that smell...?

Jack slumps to his chair. Tyler falls...Tyler hits the ground. The back of Tyler's head is BLOWN OPEN, revealing blood, skull and brain. TYLER'S BODY IS GONE. Suddenly a group of Space Monkeys burst into the room, moving forward Jack.

STEPH
Where is everybody?

TALL SPACE MONKEY
I don't know, what's going on?

STEPH
Mr. Durden!

Steph DROPS the beers on the floor. Jack quakes, holding the side of his head; a ragged hole blown in his CHEEK. He's bleeding hard, but he's alive.

STEPH
Sir, are you alright?

JACK
Oh, yeah, I'm ok.

MECHANIC
You look terrible. What happened?

JACK
Oh, nothing. It's no problem.

TALL SPACE MONKEY
No, no, sir, he's not kidding, you look really awful. You need medical assistance.

JACK
Look, I'm fine. Everything's fine.

Jack looks to the Space Monkeys, trying to get his eyes to see. TWO SPACE MONKEYS enter with MARLA. One hold a gun to Marla as she struggles.

JACK
Let her go.

MARLA
Christ Almighty! You!

JACK
Hi Marla.
(to the space monkeys)
Leave her with me, get your stuff, I'll meet you downstairs.

MECHANIC
Are you sure, sir?

JACK
Yes, I'm sure.

The monkeys release Marla. Only the short Space Monkey is left with Marla and Jack, while the others are leaving, hesitantly.

MARLA
You fucker! What kind of sick fucking game are you playing now, put me in the fucking bu--
(sees Jack's bleeding face)
Oh, my God!-- You're face!

JACK
Yeah, I know.

MARLA
What happened?

JACK
Don't ask.

MARLA
You're shot!

JACK
Yes, I'm shot.

INT. ELEVATOR - CONTINUOUS

The SPACE MONKEYS stare at Marla and Jack.

ONE SPACE MONKEY
I can't believe he's standing.

SECOND SPACE MONKEY
One tough motherfucker.

INT. LARGE SOCIAL ROOM - TOP FLOOR - CONTINUOUS

MARLA
Who did this?

Marla crouches, takes out wadded TISSUES and tries to apply them to Jack's wound.

JACK
I did, actually.
(to the tall space monkey)
Find some gauze.

The space monkey rushes to find some gauze. 

MARLA
You shot yourself?

INSERT: "Where is my mind?" by the Pixies.

JACK
Yes, but it's ok. Marla look at me. I'm really ok. Trust me. Everything's gonna be fine.

MASSIVE EXPLOSION...the glass walls rattle...Jack and Marla look -- OUT THE WINDOWS: A BUILDING EXPLODES; collapsing upon itself. Then ANOTHER BUILDING IMPLODES into a massive cloud of dust. Jack and Marla are silhouetted against the SKYLINE. Jack looks Marla, reaches to take her hand.

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

Marla looks at him. ANOTHER BUILDING IMPLODES and COLLAPSES inward...and ANOTHER BUILDING...and ANOTHER...

The FILM SLOWS, then ADVANCES ONE FRAME AT A TIME -- SHOWING SPROCKET HOLES on the SIDES. EACH FRAME is an IMPLODING BUILDING -- then, ONE FRAME IS A PENIS. Then the IMPLODING BUILDING again. SPEED UP frames, LOSE THE SPROCKET HOLES, RESUME NORMAL SPEED...

FADE TO BLACK:


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