Boss: "The first rule of fight club is you don't talk about fight club."
(Jack snuffs his cigarette in an ashtray, stares up stoically.)
Jack: (Voiceover) I must've left the original in the copy machine.
Boss: "The second rule of fight club..." Is this yours?
Jack: Hmm?
Boss: You don't get paid to abuse the copy machine.
Jack: 'Abuse' the copy machine. There's an image.
Boss: Pretend you're me. You find this. What would you do?
Jack: Me? I'd be very careful who I talked to about this. It sounds like someone dangerous wrote it... someone who might snap at any moment, stalking from office to office with an Armalite AR-10 Carbine-gas semiautomatic, bitterly pumping round after round into colleagues and co-workers.
Jack, Fight Club (1999)