Tyler Durden: The first rule of fight club: You don't talk about fight club. The second rule of fight club: You do NOT talk about fight club.
Narrator: I wanted to put a bullet between the eyes of every panda who wouldn't screw to save his species, I wanted to dump oil over all those French beaches I'd never see, I wanted to breath smoke... I felt like destroying something beautiful.
Narrator: Over a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.
Tyler Durden: I want you to do me a favour.
Narrator: Yeah, sure.
Tyler Durden: I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
Narrator: What?
Tyler Durden: I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
Tyler Durden: This is your life and it's ending, one minute at a time.
Tyler Durden: Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.
Tyler Durden: WOAH! You just shot at your imaginary friend next to a truck full of 400 gallons of nitroglycerine!
Answer: The penguin says "slide" and then slides on its belly. Marla repeats it later. I believe they are telling him to let go and be Tyler.
Grumpy Scot