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Lebowski: Are you employed, sir?
Dude: Employed?
Lebowski: You don't go out and make a living dressed like that in the middle of a weekday.
Dude: Is this a--what day is this?
Walter: Smokey my friend, you're entering a world of pain.
Walter: The man is a sex offender. With a record. Spent six months in Chino for exposing himself to an eight-year-old.
Dude: Huh.
Walter: When he moved down to Venice he had to go door-to-door to tell everyone he's a pederast.
Donny: What's a pederast, Walter?
Walter: Shut the fuck up, Donny.
Walter: Eight-year-olds, Dude.
Dude: You brought a fucking Pomeranian bowling?
Walter: What do you mean "brought it bowling"? I didn't rent it shoes. I'm not buying it a fucking beer. He's not gonna take your fucking turn, Dude.
Dude: Look, I've got certain information, certain things have come to light, and uh, has it ever occurred to you, man, that given the nature of all this new shit, that, uh, instead of running around blaming me, that this whole thing might just be, not, you know, not just such a simple, but uh--you know?
Lebowski: What in God's holy name are you blathering about?
Dude: Employed?
Lebowski: You don't go out and make a living dressed like that in the middle of a weekday.
Dude: Is this a--what day is this?
Walter: Smokey my friend, you're entering a world of pain.
Walter: The man is a sex offender. With a record. Spent six months in Chino for exposing himself to an eight-year-old.
Dude: Huh.
Walter: When he moved down to Venice he had to go door-to-door to tell everyone he's a pederast.
Donny: What's a pederast, Walter?
Walter: Shut the fuck up, Donny.
Walter: Eight-year-olds, Dude.
Dude: You brought a fucking Pomeranian bowling?
Walter: What do you mean "brought it bowling"? I didn't rent it shoes. I'm not buying it a fucking beer. He's not gonna take your fucking turn, Dude.
Dude: Look, I've got certain information, certain things have come to light, and uh, has it ever occurred to you, man, that given the nature of all this new shit, that, uh, instead of running around blaming me, that this whole thing might just be, not, you know, not just such a simple, but uh--you know?
Lebowski: What in God's holy name are you blathering about?