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hwp VOICE-OVER
A way out west there was a fella, fella I want to tell you about, fella by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least, that was the handle his lovin parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. This Lebowski, he called himself the Dude. Now, Dude, thats a name no one would self-apply where I come from. But then, there was a lot about the Dude that didnt make a whole lot of sense to me. And a lot about where he lived, like- wise. But then again, maybe thats why I found the place sdurned innarestin.
We top the rise and the smoggy vastness of Los Angeles at twilight stretches out before us.
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They call Los Angeles the City of Angels. I didnt find it to be that exactly, but Ill allow as there are some nice folks there. Course, I cant say I seen London, and I never been to France, and I aint never seen no queen in her damn undies as the fella says. But Ill tell you what, after seeing Los Angeles and thisahere story Im about to unfold - wal, I guess I seen somethin ever bit as stupefyin as yad see in any a 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.
INT. RALPHS
It is late, the supermarket all but deserted. We are tracking in on a fortyish man in Bermuda shorts and sunglasses at the dairy case. He is the Dude. His rumpled look and relaxed manner suggest a man in whom casualness runs deep.
He is feeling quarts of milk for coldness and examining their expiration dates.
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