See them tumbling down Pledging their love to the ground Way out West there was this fella. Fella I wanna tell you about. Fella by the name of Jeff Lebowski. Least that was the handle that his loving parents gave him. But he never had much use for it himself. This Lebowski, he called himself the Dude. Now Dude, that's a name no one would self-apply where I come from. But then there was a lot about the Dude that didn't make a whole lot of sense to me, and a lot about where he lived likewise. Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds But then again, maybe that's why I found the place so darned interesting. I know when night has gone That a new world's born at dawn They call Los Angeles the City of Angels. I didn't find it to be that, exactly. But I'll allow there are some nice folks there. Course, I can't say I seen London, and I never been to France, and I ain't never seen no queen in her damned undies, as the fella says. But I'll tell you what, after seeing Los Angeles and this here story I'm about to unfold, well, I guess I've seen something every bit as stupefying as you can see in any of those other places, and in English, too. So I can die with a smile on my face without feeling like the good Lord gypped me. Now, this here story I'm about to unfold took place back in the early '90s, just about the time of our conflict with Saddam and the Iraqis. I only mention it 'cause sometimes there's a man... I won't say a hero. 'Cause what's a hero? But sometimes there's a man... And I'm talking about the Dude here. Sometimes there's a man... Well, he's the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that's the Dude in Los Angeles. And even if he is a lazy man, and the Dude was most certainly that, quite possibly the laziest in Los Angeles county, which would place him high in the running for laziest worldwide. But sometimes there's a man... Sometimes there's a man... Well, I lost my train of thought here. But... Hell, I done introduced him enough. ...with them all for a collective action. This will not stand. This will not stand, this aggression against Kuwait.
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Hey! This is a private residence, man.
The Big Lebowski
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This is the study. As you can see, the various commendations, awards... "Jeffrey Lebowski." ...citations, honorary degrees, et cetera. Very impressive. Oh, please feel free to inspect them. Oh. No, I'm not really... Oh, please. Please. That is the key to the city of Pasadena, which Mr. Lebowski received two years ago in recognition of his various civic... Oh! That's the Los Angeles Chamber of Commerce Business Achiever Award, which is given... Oh, not necessarily given every year. Hey, is this... Given only when there's a worthy somebody... ls this him with Nancy? Yes, indeed, that is Mr. Lebowski with the first lady, yes. It was taken when Mrs. Reagan... That's Lebowski on the left there? Of course. Mr. Lebowski, on the left... So he's a... You know, a handicapped kind of guy? Mr. Lebowski is disabled, yes.
The Big Lebowski
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Don't fuck with us.
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Here on the range I belong Drifting along With the tumbling Tumbleweeds Where's the money, Lebowski? I want that money, Lebowski. Bunny says you're good for it. Where's the money, Lebowski? Where's the money, Lebowski? Where's the fucking money, shithead? It's down there somewhere. Let me take another look.
The Big Lebowski
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You're Bunny.
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That rug really tied the room together, did it not? Fucking A. And this guy peed on it. Donny, please. You know, this is the fucking guy... I could find this fucking Lebowski guy. His name is Lebowski? That's your name, Dude. This is the guy who should compensate me for the fucking rug. His wife goes out and owes money all over town, and they pee on my rug? They pee on your fucking rug? Peed on my fucking rug. That's right, Dude. They peed on your fucking rug.
The Big Lebowski
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Well, they were looking for you, these two guys. You know, they... I'll say it again. You told Brandt on the phone. He told me. I know what happened. Yes, yes. Oh, so you know that they were trying to piss on your rug. Did I urinate on your rug? You mean, did you personally come and pee on my rug? Hello! Do you speak English, sir? G, Parla usted inglés? I'll ask you again. Did I urinate on your rug?
The Big Lebowski
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What can I do for you, sir? Well, sir, it's this rug I have. It really tied the room together. You told Brandt on the phone. He told me. Where do I fit in?
The Big Lebowski
11.7s
Mr. Lebowski, this is Duty Officer Rolvaag of the LAPD. We've recovered your automobile. It can be claimed at the North Hollywood Auto Circus there on Victory. Their hours there are... Far out, man. Far fucking out!
The Big Lebowski
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How do you do, Dude? I wondered if I'd see you again. I wouldn't miss the semis. Oh, yeah? How's things been going? Well, you know, strikes and gutters, ups and downs. Sure. I got you. Yeah.
The Big Lebowski
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Walter.
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It is our most modestly priced receptacle.
The Big Lebowski
4.2s
You ever hear of the Seattle Seven? That was me.
The Big Lebowski
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No. Like I said, Woo peed on my rug. I just want to understand this, sir. Every time a rug is micturated upon in this fair city, I have to compensate the person? Come on, man. I'm not trying to scam anybody here. You know, I'm just... You're just looking for a handout like every other...
The Big Lebowski
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And then, you know, little of this, little of that.
The Big Lebowski
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I mean, Nam was a foot soldier's war, whereas this thing should...
The Big Lebowski
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The briefcase was fucking empty, man. The asshole was hoping that they would kill her. You threw out a ringer for a ringer. Okay, but how does all this add up to an emergency? I'm saying, I see what you're getting at, Dude. He kept the money. My point is... Here we are, it's shabbos, the Sabbath, which I'm allowed to break only if it's a matter of life or death. VVill you come off it, Walter? You're not even fucking Jewish, man. What the fuck are you talking about? Man, you're fucking Polish Catholic! What the fuck are you talking about? I converted when I married Cynthia. Come on, Dude. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You know this. And five fucking years ago, you were divorced. So what are you saying? When you get divorced, you turn in your library card? You get a new license? You stop being Jewish? This is the driveway. Jewish as fucking Tevye. Man. You know, it's all a part of your sick Cynthia thing. Man, taking care of her fucking dog, going to her fucking synagogue. You're living in the fucking past. Three thousand years of beautiful tradition, from Moses to Sandy Koufax. You're goddamn right I'm living in the fucking past! I've... Jesus.