The Dude: Walter… what am I going to tell Lebowski?
Walter Sobchak: I told that fuck down at the league office… who’s in charge of scheduling?
The Dude: Walter…
Donny: Burkhalter.
Walter Sobchak: I told that kraut a fucking thousand times that I don’t roll on Shabbos!
The Dude: Walter…
Donny: They already posted it.
Walter Sobchak: Well they can *fucking unpost it*!
The Dude: Who gives a shit! They’re gonna kill that poor woman, man! What am I gonna tell Lebowski?
Walter Sobchak: C’mon Dude, eventually she’ll get sick of her little game and, you know, wander on back.
Donny: How come you don’t roll on Saturday, Walter?
Walter Sobchak: I’m shomer shabbos.
Donny: What’s that?
The Dude: Yeah, and in the meantime, what do I tell Lebowski?
Walter Sobchak: Saturday, Donny, is Shabbos, the Jewish day of rest. That means that I don’t work, I don’t drive a car, I don’t fucking ride in a car, I don’t handle money, I don’t turn on the oven, and I sure as shit *don’t fucking roll*!
Donny: Sheesh.
Walter Sobchak: Shomer shabbos!
The Dude: Walter, how am I going to…
Walter Sobchak: Shomer fucking shabbos.
The Dude: Oh fuck it. I’m out of here.
Walter Sobchak: Come on, Dude…
[rolls his eyes at Donny]
Walter Sobchak: Fucking BABY…
[Donny nods]
