Бойцовский клуб

           Whycan’tyouwakeupasadifferentperson? Everybaryougointo,punchedoutguyswanttobuyyouabeer. Andno,sir,they’venevermetthisTylerDurden. Andtheywink. They’veneverheardthenamebefore.Sir. Iaskaboutfightclub. Isthereafightclubaroundhere,tonight?No,sir. Thesecondruleoffightclubisyoudon’ttalkaboutfightclub. Thepunched-outguysatthebarshaketheirheads. Neverheardofit.Sir. ButyoumightfindthisfightclubofyoursinSeattle,sir. YouwakeupatMeigsFieldandcallMarlatoseewhat’shappeningonPaperStreet. Marlasaysnowallthespacemonkeysareshavingtheirheads. Theirelectricrazorgetshotandnowthewholehousesmellslikesingedhair. Thespacemonkeysareusinglyetoburnofftheirfingerprints. 

           YouwakeupatSeaTac. 

           Setyourwatchbacktwohours. 

           TheshuttletakesyoutodowntownSeattle,andthefirstbaryougointo, thebartenderiswearinganeckbracethattiltshisheadback sofarhehastolookdownhispurplesmashedeggplantofanosetogrinatyou. 

           Thebarisempty,andthebartendersays, "Welcomeback,sir." 

           I’veneverbeentothisbar,ever,everbefore. 

           IaskifheknowsthenameTylerDurden. 

           Thebartendergrinswithhischinstuckoutabovethetopofthewhiteneckbraceandasks, "Isthisatest?" 

           Yeah,Isay,it’satest.HasheevermetTylerDurden? 

           "Youstoppedinlastweek,Mr.Durden,"hesays."Don’tyouremember?"