The Dude: Dude. Nihilist: [on the phone] Who is this? The Dude: Dude. The bag man, man. Where do you want us to go? Nihilist: Us? The Dude: [to Walter] Shit! [to Nihilist] The Dude: Uh. Yeah, uh. Me and, uh, the driver. I'm not handling the money, driving the car and talking on the phone all at the same time. Nihilist: Shut the fuck up. Walter Sobchak: Dude, are you fucking this up? Nihilist: Who the fuck is that? The Dude: That is the driver. [Nihilist hangs up] The Dude: Shit! Walter, you fuck... you fucked it up! You fucked it up! Her life was in our hands, man! Walter Sobchak: Nothing is fucked here, Dude. Come on, you're being very un-Dude. They'll call back.