from the terminal, runs to a TAXI ...
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> In every city, I branched out from
<br/> the airport to downtown, bar-
<br/> hopping...
<br/>
<br/> INT. TAXI - IN MOTION, MID-CITY - NIGHT
<br/>
<br/> Jack's looks out the window, intently watching buildings.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.0.)
<br/> I didn't know how or why, but I could
<br/> look at fifty different bars, and
<br/> somehow I just knew...
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> (to driver, points)
<br/> Here. Let me out, right here...
<br/>
<br/> INT. BAR - NIGHT
<br/>
<br/> Jack enters. He sees several MALE PATRONS with FIGHT
<br/> BRUISES. Jack moves to the bar. The BARTENDER has a broken
<br/> arm and swollen face.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> I'm looking for Tyler Durden.
<br/>
<br/>  BARTENDER
<br/> Never heard of him.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> This is an emergency. It's important
<br/> I find him.
<br/>
<br/>  BARTENDER
<br/> I wish I could help you... sir.
<br/>
<br/> The bartender WINKS at Jack.
<br/>
<br/> INSERT - AERIAL VIEW - ATLANTA SKYLINE - NIGHT
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> Every city I went to...
<br/>
<br/> INSERT - AERIAL VIEW - CHICAGO SKYLINE - DAY
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.0.)
<br/> ...as soon as I set foot off the
<br/> plane...
<br/>
<br/> INSERT - AERIAL VIEW - DALLAS SKYLINE - NIGHT
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.).)
<br/> ...I knew fight club was close.
<br/>
<br/> INT. AIRPORT TERMINAL - NIGHT
<br/>
<br/> Jack RUNS through the airport, lugging his suitcase.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> Tyler was setting up franchises, all
<br/> over the country.
<br/>
<br/> INT. DRY CLEANERS - DAY
<br/>
<br/> The PROPRIETOR, his head bandaged, is confronted by Jack.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> I need to know where Tyler is. Can't
<br/> you help me?
<br/>
<br/>  BANDAGED PROPRIETOR
<br/> Sir, you're disturbing the other
<br/> patrons with your laudish behavior.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> (pointing)
<br/> There's no one else here.
<br/>
<br/>  BANDAGED PROPRIETOR
<br/> I'm sorry, I haven't the faintest
<br/> idea what you're talking about.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Look at my face. I'm a member. I
<br/> just need to know if you've seen
<br/> Tyler Durden.
<br/>
<br/>  BANDAGED PROPRIETOR
<br/> I'm not disclosed to bespeak any such
<br/> information to you, nor would I, even
<br/> if I had said information you want,
<br/> at this juncture be able.
<br/>
<br/> Jack looks around, incredibly frustrated.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/>  You are a moron.
<br/>
<br/>  BANDAGED PROPRIETOR
<br/>  I'm afraid I have to insist you leave.
<br/>
<br/> Jack gives up, shoves his way out the door.
<br/>
<br/> INT. CITY BUS - DAY
<br/>
<br/> Jack sits on the bus, looking out the window. The bus stops.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> Under and behind and inside
<br/> everything I took for granted,
<br/> something horrible had been growing.
<br/>
<br/> OUT THE WINDOW, a CONSTRUCTION WORKER with a BROKEN NOSE
<br/> works a jackhammer. He stops, wipes his brow.
<br/>
<br/> INT. SPORTS BAR - DAY
<br/>
<br/> TVs show football. Jack is seated with TWO BRUISED PATRONS.
<br/>
<br/>  BRUISED PATRON #1
<br/> No one's ever seen him. No one knows
<br/> what he looks like.
<br/>
<br/>  BRUISED PATRON #2
<br/> He has facial reconstructive surgery
<br/> every three years.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> That's the stupidest thing I've ever
<br/> heard.
<br/>
<br/>  BRUISED PATRON #1
<br/> Is it true about fight club in Miami?
<br/>
<br/>  BRUISED PATRON 12
<br/> Is Mr. Durden building an army?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> Am I asleep... ?
<br/>
<br/> INT. AIRPLANE - NIGHT
<br/>
<br/> Jack sits awake. Everyone around him is asleep.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> Have I slept? I'm not sure if Tyler
<br/> is my bad dream or if I'm Tyler's.
<br/>
<br/> EXT. MID-TOWN STREETS - DAY
<br/>
<br/> Jack steps off the sidewalk, hailing a TAXI...
<br/>
<br/> EXT. CITY ALLEY - DAY
<br/>
<br/> The alleyway's deserted. Jack heaft to rusty CELLAR DOORS.
<br/> He opens the doors, looks around, heads down stairs...
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> I was living in a state of perpetual
<br/> deja vu.
<br/>
<br/> INT. DANK BASEMENT - CONTINUOUS
<br/>
<br/> Jack enters this dark basement, walks ahead in the dim
<br/> light. The place is damp and empty. Jack stops, looks down.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> Everywhere I went, I felt I had
<br/> already been there.
<br/>
<br/> At his feet -- DRIED BLOOD on the concrete floor.
<br/>
<br/> INSERT - AERIAL VIEW - PHOENIX SKYLINE - DAY
<br/>
<br/> INT. ANOTHER BAR - DAY
<br/>
<br/> Jack walks in. The place is empty. He walks to a KITCHEN
<br/> DOOR, opens it and peers in at... a GROUP of KITCHEN WORKERS
<br/> solemnly stand in a circle, chanting...
<br/>
<br/>  KITCHEN WORKERS
<br/> His name is Robert Paulson. His name
<br/> is Robert Paulson...
<br/>
<br/>  MAN'S VOICE (O.S.)
<br/> (from behind Jack)
<br/> Welcome back, sir.
<br/>
<br/> Jack whirls, startled -- facing the wounded BARTENDER, who
<br/> wears a NECK BRACE, his nose a smashed eggplant.
<br/>
<br/>  WOUNDED BARTENDER
<br/> How have you been?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> ... You know me?
<br/>
<br/>  WOUNDED BARTENDER
<br/> Is this a test, sir?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Yes... it's a test.
<br/>
<br/>  WOUNDED BARTENDER
<br/> You were in here last Thursday night.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> What?
<br/>
<br/>  WOUNDED BARTENDER
<br/> You were standing right where you are
<br/> now, asking how good our security is.
<br/> It's tight as a drum.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Who do you think I am?
<br/>
<br/>  WOUNDED BARTENDER
<br/> Is this part of the test?
<br/>
<br/> Jack nods slowly. The Bartender holds up his hand, shows
<br/> the KISS SCAR on the back of his hand...
<br/>
<br/>  WOUNDED BARTENDER
<br/> You're the one who did this to me.
<br/> You're Mr. Durden, sir. Tyler Durden.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> Please return your seatbacks to their
<br/> full upright and locked position.
<br/>
<br/> INT. HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
<br/>
<br/> Jack bursts inside, out of breath, runs to grab the phone,
<br/> punches a number, doesn't bother to turn on the lamp.
<br/>
<br/> INTERCUT WITH...
<br/>
<br/> INT. MARLA'S ROOM - SAME
<br/>
<br/> Marla answers.
<br/>
<br/>  MARLA
<br/> Yeah?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Marla, it's me. Have we... have we
<br/> ever had sex?
<br/>
<br/>  MARLA
<br/> What kind of stupid question is
<br/> that?!
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Because the answer's &quot;yes&quot; or because
<br/> the answer's &quot;no?&quot;
<br/>
<br/>  MARLA
<br/> Is this a trick?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Will you just answer me, for
<br/> Christsake?!
<br/>
<br/>  MARLA
<br/> You mean, you want to know if I think
<br/> we were just having sex or making
<br/> love?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> We did make love?
<br/>
<br/>  MARLA
<br/> Is that what you're calling it?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Answer the question!
<br/>
<br/>  MARLA
<br/> You fuck me, then snub me. You love
<br/> me, you hate me. You show me your
<br/> sensitive side, then you turn into a
<br/> total asshole! Is that a pretty
<br/> accurate description of our
<br/> relationship, Tyler?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK (V.O.)
<br/> We've just lost cabin pressure.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> What did you say... ?
<br/>
<br/>  MARLA
<br/> What is wrong with you?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Say my name.
<br/>
<br/>  MARLA
<br/> What... ?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Say my name! What's my name!?
<br/>
<br/>  MARLA
<br/> Tyler Durden! Tyler Durden, you
<br/> fucking freak. What's going on? I'm
<br/> coming over there...
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Marla, no, wait...
<br/>
<br/> As Marla HANGS UP. Jack stares at the receiver, dazed...
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER'S VOICE
<br/> We've got six fight clubs in Chicago
<br/> now...
<br/>
<br/> Jack spins, dropping the phone -- TYLER sits beside him.
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER
<br/> Four in Milwaukee.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> What's this all about, Tyler?
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER
<br/> And, we're definitely filling a void
<br/> in the rural South.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Why do people think I'm you?
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER
<br/> You broke your promise. You talked
<br/> to her about me.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Why do people think I'm Tyler Durden?
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER
<br/> Why did you do that?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> Answer me, Tyler.
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER
<br/> Why do people think anything?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> I don't know! Tell me!
<br/>
<br/> Tyler shakes his head in disgust, extremely irritated.
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER
<br/> People think that you're me, because
<br/> you and I happen to share the same
<br/> body.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> What... ?
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER
<br/> Is this really news to you?
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> What are you talking about... ?
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER
<br/> Sometimes I control it, and you
<br/> imagine yourself watching me...
<br/>
<br/> FLASHBACK - HALLWAY - NIGHT
<br/>
<br/> Commissioner Jacobs checks his tie in a mirror, goes to open
<br/> the door of the MEN'S BATHROOM -- face to face with JACK.
<br/>
<br/> FLASHBACK - LOU'S BAR BASEMENT - NIGHT
<br/>
<br/> JACK stands surrounded by eager fight club MEMBERS, under
<br/> the bare bulb, talking and behaving like Tyler...
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> The first rule of fight club is --
<br/> you don't talk about fight club.
<br/>
<br/> INT. HOTEL ROOM - RESUMING
<br/>
<br/>  TYLER
<br/> And, sometimes you control it...
<br/>
<br/> FLASHBACK - EXT. PAPER STREET HOUSE - DAY
<br/>
<br/> Jack stands in the yard, VODKA in hand, yells at Marla.
<br/>
<br/>  JACK
<br/> He's not here! Tyler's not here
<br/> anymore! He's gone away!
<br/>
<br/> INT. HOTEL ROOM - RESU