You’re out of your element, Donny!
Has the whole world gone crazy? Am I the only one around here who gives a shit about the rules?
Look, Donny, I love you, but this is not ‘Nam. This is bowling. There are rules.
Donny, you’re like a child who wanders in the middle of a movie and wants to know…
Donny, shut the fuck up!
This aggression will not stand, man!
Nobody fucks with the Jesus.
Walter, I told you! This is not ‘Nam. This is bowling. There are rules!
The Dude abides, Donny. The Dude abides.
You mark that frame an 8, and you’re entering a world of pain.
It’s a league game, Smokey.
What the fuck you talking about, Donny?
You want a toe? I can get you a toe.
Why are you always telling me I’m wrong? I’m not wrong!
You think I’m fucking around? I’m not fucking around!
Donny, they were Nazis, man!
At least I’m housebroken, Donny!
Mark it zero!
Can we get on with it? I have a lot of bowling to do.
They pee on your fucking rug.
They’re nihilist, Donny. Nothing to be afraid of.
That rug really tied the room together, did it not?
What is this day of rest shit? What’s with all these fucking rules?
You have your story, I have mine.
You don’t fuck with the Jesus.
Life does not start and stop at your convenience, you miserable piece of shit.
I can’t be worried about that shit. Life goes on, man.
The Dude is not in.
Can’t you give me a bus ticket to Los Angeles? I’m just trying to get to a recording session. Come on, man!
Eight-year-olds, Dude.
Hey, careful, man. There’s a beverage here!
Do you see what happens, Donny? Do you see what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass?!
You’re like a child who wanders into the middle of a movie.
Am I wrong? Am I wrong?
That’s right, Dude, they peed on your fucking rug.
This is a very complicated case, Maude. You know, a lot of ins, a lot of outs, a lot of what-have-yous.
Do you have to use so many cuss words, Dude?
You’re fucking Polish, Dude. You’re Polish.
I can get you a toe, Dude. With nail polish.
I mean, say what you will about the tenets of national socialism, Dude, at least it’s an ethos.
Yeah, but he’s a loser, not a winner.
You know, a lotta ins, lotta outs, lotta what-have-yous.
Do I ask questions about your life, Walter?
Am I the only one who gives a shit about the rules?
You’re out of your element, Donny!
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