Vosen: Noah Vosen. Bourne: This is Bourne. Vosen: I was wondering when you were going to make this call. How did you get this number? Bourne: You didn't think I was actually coming to Tudor City, did you? Vosen: No, I guess not, but if it's me you want to talk to, perhaps we can arrange a meet. Bourne: Where are you now? Vosen: I'm sitting in my office. Bourne: I doubt that. Vosen: Why would you doubt that? Bourne: If you were in your office right now, we'd be having this conversation face to face.
TYLER
I don't know, either. I want to find out. I've never been hit, have you?
JACK
No. That's a good thing, isn't it?
TYLER
I don't want to die without any scars. How much can you really know about yourself if you've never been in a fight? Come on... you're the only person I've ever asked.
JACK
Me?
Jack stares at him.
TYLER
Why not you? I'm letting you go first. Do it.
JACK
This is crazy.
TYLER
Alright, go crazy. Let 'er rip.
JACK
Where do you want it? In the face?
TYLER
Surprise me.
Jack swings a wide, clumsy roundhouse -- hits Tyler's neck -- makes a dull, flat sound.