Narrator: You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?
Tyler Durden: Fuck damnation, man! Fuck redemption! We are God's unwanted children? So be it!
Narrator: OK. Give me some water!
Tyler Durden: Listen, you can run water over your hand and make it worse or...
[shouts]
Tyler Durden: look at me... or you can use vinegar and neutralize the burn.
Narrator: Please let me have it... Please!
Tyler Durden: First you have to give up, first you have to know... not fear... know... that someday you're gonna die.
Tyler Derdin: Our Great War's a spiritual war. Our Great Depression… is our lives
[Selling allergy medicine as drugs]
Ronna: You know what makes it even better? If you take like a lot of pot with it. I mean like, like a lot of pot.
Michael: Oh, no thanks... I don't do drugs.
James: Nor do I.
[snorts Special K]
James: Did you see that? It just flew right up my nose!
[arguing with Angel]
Michael Alig: You're just some lame-ass, Johnny-come-lately, fairy, faggot, copycat! You don't even know your skrink from your skrod! You stupid logger blogger!
Xander: "Yeah, I'm gonna have to go with Dead Boy on this one."
Angel: "Could you not call me that?"
Buffy: "Oh! I know this one: "Slaying entails certain sacrifices... blah blah bity blah. I'm so stuffy, give me a scone."
Giles: "It's as if you know me."