The Big Lebowski Page #2

After a beat of walking the Dude offhandedly points.

DUDE:

It's the LeBaron.

DUDE'S HOUSE

The Dude is going up the walkway of a small Venice bungalow

court. He holds the paper sack in one hand and a small

leatherette satchel in the other. He awkwardly hugs the

grocery bag against his chest as he turns a key in his door.

INSIDE:

The Dude enters and flicks on a light.

His head is grabbed from behind and tucked into an armpit.

We track with him as he is rushed through the living room,

his arm holding the satchel flailing away from his body.

Going into the bedroom the outflung satchel catches a piece

of doorframe and wallboard and rips through it, leaving a

hole.

The Dude is propelled across the bedroom and on into a small

bathroom, the satchel once again taking away a piece of

doorframe. His head is plunged into the toilet. The paper

bag hugged to his chest explodes milk as it hits the toilet

rim and the satchel pulverizes tile as it crashes to the

floor.

The Dude blows bubbles.

VOICE:

We want that money, Lebowski. Bunny

said you were good for it.

Hands haul the Dude out of the toilet. The Dude blubbers and

gasps for air.

VOICE:

Where's the money, Lebowski!

His head is plunged back into the toilet.

VOICE:

Where's the money, Lebowski!

The hands haul him out again, dripping and gasping.

VOICE:

WHERE'S THE F***ING MONEY, SHITHEAD!

DUDE:

It's uh, it's down there somewhere.

Lemme take another look.

His head is plunged back in.

VOICE:

Don't f*** with us. If your wife

owes money to Jackie Treehorn, that

means you owe money to Jackie

Treehorn.

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