Best Quotes from The Big Lebowski
The Dude abides.
Yeah, well, you know, that’s just, like, your opinion, man.
This is a very complicated case, Maude. Lotta ins, lotta outs, lotta what-have-yous.
I’m the Dude. So that’s what you call me, you know, that or His Dudeness, or Duder, or El Duderino, if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.
I hate the fuckin’ Eagles, man.
I could be just sitting at home with pee stains on my rug.
It really tied the room together, did it not?
Mind if I do a J?
The Dude minds. This will not stand, ya know, this aggression will not stand, man.
Obviously, you’re not a golfer.
She’s not my special lady, she’s my fucking lady friend. I’m helping her conceive, man!
If you will it, Dude, it is no dream.
Life does not stop and start at your convenience, you miserable piece of shit.
Would it be possible for you not to be such a fucking creep?
That rug really tied the room together, did it not?
Hey, nice marmot!
Man, if my fucking ex-wife asked me to take care of her fucking dog while she and her boyfriend went to Honolulu, I’d tell her to go fuck herself.
Strikes and gutters, ups and downs.
I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening. Did you say something, an eighth?
What’s a pederast, Walter?
Sometimes you eat the bar, and sometimes, well, the bar eats you.
The Dude minds. This will not stand, ya know, this aggression will not stand, man.
In the parlance of our times.
Nobody fucks with the Jesus.
You’re entering a world of pain.
Let me explain something to you. I’m not Mr. Lebowski. You’re Mr. Lebowski. I’m the Dude.
Mind if I do a J?
I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening. Did you say something, an eighth?
You can’t just walk out of a bowling alley, man.
They were nihilists, man. They kept saying they believed in nothing.
Over the line!
Yeah, well, that’s just, like, your opinion, man.
This aggression will not stand.
You want a toe? I can get you a toe, believe me.
The dude’s car stolen? I mean, that’s fucking interesting, man.
Look, let me explain something to you. I’m not Mr. Lebowski. You’re Mr. Lebowski. I’m the Dude.
I don’t need your sympathy, man. I need my fucking Johnson.
Yeah, well, you know, that’s just like your opinion, man.
Do you have any Kahlua?
I just wanna understand this, sir. Every time a rug is micturated upon in this fair city, I have to compensate the person?
I’ll suck your cock for a thousand dollars.
No, you’re not wrong, Walter, you’re just an asshole.
Walter, Sobchak, U.S. Army.
Is this a…what day is this?
It’s like Lenin said, man, you look for the person who will benefit, and, uh… uh…
Mr. Treehorn treats objects like women, man.
Want a drink, Dude?
The Dude minds. This will not stand, ya know, this aggression will not stand, man.
You’re Mr. Lebowski. I’m the Dude.
Yeah, well, that’s just, like, your opinion, man.