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Joel and Ethan Coen do comedy like no one else.

Jeff Bridges is a burnt-out lazy guy who calls himself The Dude, but the fact that his real name is Jeff Lebowski gets him mixed up with a millionaire, and ruffians looking for money urinate on his rug before they realize their mistake. But that rug really tied the room together. So The Dude goes to the other Jeff Lebowski to try to get some compensation for the ruined rug, and he and his friends Walter (John Goodman) and Donny (Steve Buscemi) get caught up in a ridiculously complex kidnapping plot that none of them really have the capacity to figure out.

The Big Lebowski an absolute cult classic, and you’ll be laughing right from the get-go. Donny is out of his element.

Watch The Dude abide.

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Watch Big Lebowski clips:
They Peed on Your Rug
Bunny asks The Dude to blow on her toe.
Walter pulls a gun in the bowling alley.
The Bag Man
Marmot Bath
This is what happens, Larry
Shomer Shabbos
Don’t F with the Jesus.
She Kidnapped Herself

“Way out west there was this fella that I wanna tell ya about. Fella by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. This Lebowski, he called himself The Dude. Now, “Dude,” there’s a name no one would self-apply where I come from. But then, there was a lot about the Dude that didn’t make a whole lot of sense to me, and a lot about where he lived, likewise. But then again, maybe that’s why I found the place so durned interestin’. They call Los Angeles the “City Of Angels,” but I didn’t find it to be that, exactly. But I’ll allow there are some nice folks there. ‘Course, I can’t say I seen London, and I never been to France. And I ain’t never seen no Queen in her damned undies, as the fella says. But I’ll tell you what… after seein’ Los Angeles, and this here story I’m about to unfold, well, I guess I seen somethin’ every bit as stupefyin’ as you’d see in any of those other places. And in English, too. So I can die with a smile on my face, without feelin’ like the good Lord gypped me. Now this here story I’m about to unfold took place back in the early ’90s - just about the time of our conflict with Saddam and the I-raqis. I only mention it because sometimes there’s a man… I won’t say a hero, ’cause what’s a hero? But sometimes, there’s a man – and I’m talkin’ about the Dude here – sometimes, there’s a man, well, he’s the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that’s the Dude. In Los Angeles. And even if he’s a lazy man – and the Dude was most certainly that, quite possibly the laziest in Los Angeles County, which would place him high in the runnin’ for laziest worldwide – but sometimes there’s a man… sometimes, there’s a man. Aw, I lost my train of thought here. But… aw, hell. I done introduced him enough.”