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           "Thatnight,"Marlasays,"IsaidIwantedtohaveyourabortion." We’vejustlostcabinpressure. 

           IaskMarlawhatmynameis. 

           We’reallgoingtodie. 

           Marlasays, "TylerDurden.YournameisTylerButt-Wipe-for-BrainsDurden. Youliveat5123NEPaperStreet whichiscurrentlyteemingwithyourlittledisciplesshavingtheirheadsandburningtheirskinoffwithlye." 

           I’vegottogetsomesleep. 

           "You’vegottogetyourassbackhere,"Marlayellsoverthephone, "beforethoselittletrollsmakesoapoutofme." 

           I’vegottofindTyler. 

           Thescaronherhand,IaskMarla,howdidshegetit? 

           "You,"Marlasays."Youkissedmyhand." 

           I’vegottofindTyler. 

           I’vegottogetsomesleep. 

           I’vegottosleep. 

           I’vegottogotosleep. 

           ItellMarlagoodnight,andMarla’sscreamingissmaller,smaller,smaller, goneasIreachoverandhangupthephone.