He was innocent. Not a charge was true. And they say he ran awaaaaaay. BRANDED!
This is your only I.D.?
I know my rights man.
You don't know shit, Lebowski.
I want a fucking lawyer, man. I want Bill Kunstler man...or umm, or Ronald Kuby.
Mr. Treehorn tells us that he had to eject you from his garden party, that you were drunk and abusive.
Mr. Treehorn, treats objects like, women man.
Mr. Treehorn draws a lot of water in this town, You don't draw shit Lebowski. Now we got a nice quiet little beach community here, and I aim to keep it nice and quiet. So let me make something plain. I don't like you sucking around bothering our citizens, Lebowski. I don't like your jerk-off name, I don't like your jerk-off face, I don't like your jerk-off behavior, and I don't like you, jerk-off. Do I make myself clear?
I'm sorry, I wasn't listening.
--Ow! Fucking fascist!
STAY OUT OF MALIBU, LEBOWSKI!!
STAY OUT OF MALIBU, DEADBEAT! Keep your ugly fucking goldbricking ass out of my beach community!