The Two Gentlemen of Lebowski site has been up and down due to traffic, so I'll also link here so you can get a taste of a Shakespearean version of The Big Lebowski.
WALTER
That rug, in faith, tied the room together, did it not?
THE KNAVE
By my heart, a goodly rug.
DONALD
And in most miserable tide did this rogue besmirch it.
WALTER
Prithee, Donald! Thou too eagerly hold’st the mirror up to nature.
THE KNAVE
My mind races; I might endeavour to seek this gentleman Lebowski.
DONALD
His name is Lebowski? Verily, ope thine ear; that is thy name, Knave!
THE KNAVE
On good authority; and his nobleness must oblige. His wife taketh up quarrel and borrows, and they bespoil my rug.
WALTER
Marry, sir, my heartstrings do you tug;
They urinate upon thy damnèd rug.
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