- (boy) People are always asking me if I know Tyler Durden.
- (Tyler) Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion?
- (muffled) Let... me... go!
(boy) With a bar of soap in your mouth, you can only speak in vowels.
Most soap will kill 99.9% of germs.
I know this because Tyler knows this.
And I realize that all of this has got something to do
with an eight-year-old girl named Marla Singer.
♪ (rock music) ♪
(boy) No, wait. Back up.
- Okay, hugging time, everyone!
(Bobby sobs)
- My name is Bobby. I have cooties!
- (boy) I was in support group for cooties, which I didn't have.
But I was new to town and this school club
helped me make friends.
And SHE ruined everything.
(smacking lips)
- This for cooties, right?
- Marla! I'm onto you.
Girls only give cooties. You don't have cooties.
- Neither do you, so I guess we're both liars.
(car engine hums)
♪ (dramatic music) ♪
(brakes screech)
- (boy) I wanted the tiny life; a single serving of Capri Sun,
a single serving of Lunchables.
This is your childhood, and it's ending one summer at a time.
Hey, new kid. What do you do?
- (chuckles) You almost said "too-doo".
- We have the exact same lunch box.
(boy) And this is how I met... Tyler Durden.
(school bell rings)
(grunts)
- All the kids are so serious.
I wish there was a way to get people to lighten up.
- Do me a favor, will you?
I want you to tickle me. As hard as you can.
- What?
- I want you to tickle me as hard as you can.
Surprise me.
(Tyler laughs)
I peed a little bit.
- Oh gosh! I'm sorry.
- No, that was perfect.
(both giggle)
- (boy) Tickle fights made us laugh.
It was like we were kids again
because, literally, we were kids.
- The first rule of Tickle Fight Club
is do not talk about Tickle Fight Club.
The second rule is... um...
(Tyler) Okay, I forgot what the second rule is,
so let's just say the second rule is also don't talk
about Tickle Fight Club.
(boys giggle)
- (boy) Tickle Fight Club started Project Giggle.
We wanted to make people laugh, no matter the cost.
♪ (dark music) ♪
- (educational video) Five fingers that point the way to health.
(projector clicks)
(farting noises)
(children laugh loudly)
(farting noise)
- (teacher) You're suspended!
- If you suspend me, I'll tell the school board
you gave me a wedgie!
- Hall monitors!
(squelching sound) - Oh no! A wet willie!
- Huh?
(groans)
(clatter)
(strangled gasp)
- (boy) Thank God!
He was going to give me a purple nurple next!
(boy) And then things went too far.
(explosions)
♪ (intense music) ♪
- Stink bombs aren't funny. We could get in trouble.
Remember Bobby Polsen? He's grounded!
- Is this a test, sir? You told us to do this.
- I did not! Who do you think I am?
- You're... Tyler Durden.
♪ (foreboding music) ♪
(gasps)
- Hey, new kid! What do you do?
(giggling)
The first rule of Tickle Fight Club is...
(boy) I think this is about where we came in.
You're not real!
You're just my imaginary friend.
- Hey, you created me. Take some responsibility.
- Fine. I will.
My mouth is open, Tyler, and it needs to be washed out with soap.
♪ (dark music) ♪
(slow-mo groan)
(yelling in slow motion)
(loud pop)
- Are you okay?
You have soap in your mouth.
Gross!
- Everything's going to be fine.
You met me at a very strange time in my life, the fourth grade.
♪ Where is my mom? ♪
♪ I want dinner ♪
(farting noises and loud explosions)
♪ (single piercing note) ♪
♪ (rock music) ♪