Fight Club Page #3

Bob pulls Jack's head back into his chest. Jack tightens

his arms around Bob.

JACK (V.O.)

I found freedom. Losing all hope was

freedom.

Jack pulls away from Bob. On Bob's chest, there's a WET

MASK of Jack's face from how he looks weeping.

JACK (V.O.)

Babies don't sleep this well.

INT. JACK'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Jack lies sound asleep.

JACK (V.O.)

I became addicted.

INT. SMALL PROTESTANT CHURCH - NIGHT

Jack moves into a "group hug" of sickly people, men and

women. In view is a sign by the door "Free and Clear."

INT. OFFICE BUILDING BASEMENT - NIGHT

Jack stands with a weeping middle-aged WOMAN. He begins to

cry along with her. A sign by the door: "Onward and Upward."

JACK (V.O.)

If I didn't say anything, people

assumed the worst. They cried

harder. I cried harder.

INT. PUBLIC BUILDING CONFERENCE ROOM - NIGHT

Everyone, including Jack, sits back in their seats, EYES

CLOSED. The Leader speaks into a microphone.

LEADER:

Tonight, we're going to open the

green door -- the heart chakra...

JACK (V.O.)

I wasn't really dying, I wasn't host

to cancer or parasites; I was the

warm little center that the life of

this world crowded around.

LEADER:

...And you open the door and you

step inside. We're inside our

hearts. Now, imaging your pain as a

white ball of healing light. That's

right, the pain itself is a ball of

healing light.

Jack, eyes closed, is silent...

LEADER:

It moves over your body, healing you.

Keep this going and step forward,

through the back door of the room.

Where does it lead? To your cave.

Step forward into your cave.

INT. CAVE - JACK'S IMAGINATION

Jack walks along, moving through an ICE CAVERN...

LEADER'S VOICE

That's right. You're going deeper

into your cave. And you're going to

find your power animal...

Jack comes upon a PENGUIN. The penguin looks at him, c*cks

his head to signal Jack forward.

PENGUIN:

Slide.

The penguin jumps onto a patch of ICE and slides away.

EXT. STREET - NIGHT

Jack walks out a doorway, saying goodbye to people. He

walks down the sidewalk, shining with peace.

JACK (V.O.)

Every evening I died and every

evening I was born again. Resurrected.

CUT BACK TO:

INT. FIRST METHODIST CHURCH MEETING ROOM - RESUMING

Jack's still in an embrace with Bob.

JACK (V.O.)

Bob loved me because he thought my

testicles were removed too. Being

there, my face against his tits,

ready to cry -- this was my vacation.

MARLA SINGER enters. She has short matte black hair and

big, dark eyes like a character from japanese animation.

JACK (V.O.)

And, she ruined everything.

Marla looks around, raises a cigarette to her lips.

MARLA:

This is cancer, right?

Bob and Jack stare, dumbfounded.

INT. FIRST METHODIST CHURCH MEETING ROOM - LATER

Everyone paired-off. MOVE THROUGH ROOM... FIND JACK'S FACE

as he stares... MOVE THROUGH ROOM... FIND MARLA'S FACE.

She's drinking coffee, smoking a cigarette.

JACK (V.O.)

This ... chick ... Marla Singer ...

did not have testicular cancer. She

was a liar.

INT. SMALL PROTESTANT CHURCH - NIGHT

Marla sits with the group, smoking, listening intently while

a member speaks. Jack spies on her.

JACK (V.O.)

She had no diseases at all. I had

seen her at my melanoma Monday night

group ...

INT. CATHOLIC CATHEDRAL - NIGHT

Marla sits at the end of a row, smoking. All the faces down

the row are turned toward her, incredulous...

JACK (V.O.)

... and at "Free and Clear," my blood

parasites group Thursdays.

Jack leans out further than the others, scornful.

JACK (V.O.)

-- And, again, at "Seize The Day," my

tuberculosis Friday night.

CUT BACK TO:

INT. FIRST METHODIST CHURCH MEETING ROOM - ANOTHER NIGHT

Jack watches... Marla's eyes are closed, her head on the

shoulder of the MAN she's embraced by. She opens her eyes,

catching Jack's stare. Jack looks away.

JACK (V.O.)

Marla -- the big tourist. Her lie

reflected my lie.

Marla rests her chin on the man's shoulder. Tears roll down

her cheeks. She wipes at them.

EXT. FIRST METHODIST CHURCH - NIGHT

Marla walks out, The support group's dispersing. Jack

exits amongst them. He spots Marla walking away.

JACK (V.O.)

And suddenly, I felt nothing. I

couldn't cry. So, once again, I

could not sleep.

Jack stares after Marla for a long moment. He walks away.

INT. BEDROOM - LATER

Jack, in underwear, is cross-legged on the floor, assembling

IKEA furniture, CORDLESS PHONE shouldered to his ear.

JACK:

(into phone)

No, I just can't believe that card is

declined -- Okay, okay, let me give

you a different card number.

Jack gets his wallet off the floor, pulls out another card

and, MOS over the following, he reads it into the phone.

JACK (V.O.)

Next group, after guided meditation,

after we open our chakras, when it's

time to hug, I'm going to grab that

little b*tch, Marla Singer, pin her

arms against her sides and say...

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