Walter Sobchak: ****ing dipshit with a nine toed woman. The Dude: Fu
ckin' Quintana... that creep can roll, man.
Walter Sobchak: Yeah, but he's a pervert, Dude.
The Dude: Yeah.
Walter Sobchak: No, he's a *** offender. With a record. He served 6 months in Chino for exposing himself to an eight year old.
The Dude: Oh!
Walter Sobchak: When he moved to Hollywood he had to go door to door to tell everyone he was a pederast.
Donny: What's a... pederast, Walter?
Walter Sobchak: Shut the fu
ck up, Donny.
Jesus Quintana: You ready to be ****ed, man? I see you rolled your way into the semis. Dios mio, man. Liam and me, we're gonna **** you up.
The Dude: Yeah, well, you know, that's just, like, your opinion, man.
Jesus Quintana: Let me tell you something, pendejo. You pull any of your crazy shit with us, you flash a piece out on the lanes, I'll take it away from you, stick it up your *** and pull the ****ing trigger 'til it goes "click."
The Dude: Jesus.
Jesus Quintana: You said it, man. Nobody ****s with the Jesus.
Walter Sobchak: Eight-year-olds, Dude.
Jesus Quintana: What's this day of rest shit? What's this bullshit? I don't fu
ckin' care! It don't matter to Jesus. But you're not foolin' me, man. You might fool the ****s in the league office, but you don't fool Jesus. This bush league psyche-out stuff. Laughable, man - ha ha! I would have ****ed you in the *** Saturday. I **** you in the *** next Wednesday instead. Wooo! You got a date Wednesday, baby!