Not a day goes by that I don’t get sent a trailer mashup where someone puts music from one movie over another movie, or recuts a comedy as a drama, or adds Jar Jar Binks, or whatever, and usually they’re not that good. They get boring after a while, anyway. But damn, whoever cut together Morpheus explaining The Matrix to The Dude from Big Lebowski is a genius. This is the best one I’ve seen since 
MORPHEUS: “Do you believe in fate, Neo?”
THE DUDE: “Mmm… that and a pair of testicles.”MORPHEUS: “The Matrix is everywhere.”
THE DUDE: “What is that, yoga?”MORPHEUS: “You take the blue pill, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.”
THE DUDE: “What are you, a fukin park ranger now?”
The guy even squeezed in a joke about The Eagles AND the Big Lebowski hallucination sequence. If he’d managed a Montana Fishburne reference I might marry him.
“You can imagine what happens from there.”
“He puts farts in her monkey fufu?”
“Don’t be fatuous, Jeffrey.”
[TheeFinchLynch via HighDefinite]
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Agent Smith: I’d like to share a revelation that I’ve had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species and I realized that you’re not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment but you humans do not. You move to an area and you multiply and multiply until every natural resource is consumed and the only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. Do you know what it is? A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet. You’re a plague and we are the cure.
The Dude: [after a pause] I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening.
Cypher can watch but he has to pay $100.
Mmmm, my erection abides.
Agent Smith: You hear that Mr. Anderson?… That is the sound of inevitability… It is the sound of your death… Goodbye, Mr. Anderson…
The Dude: You’ve got the wrong guy, I’m the Dude. So that’s what you call me. You know, that or, uh, His Dudeness, or uh, Duder, or El Duderino if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.
There is no spoon, man.
Agent Smith: I’m going to enjoy watching you die, Mr. Anderson.
The Dude: Yeah, well, you know, that’s just, like, your opinion, man.
Ahh man, the rug really pulled the room together, but it’s just computer code?… fuck.
Also, do you suppose it’s classical conditioning that I got wood right when the blue pill showed up? Fucking Psychology, how does it work?
Walter Sobcheck: Do you see what happens, Larry, when you fuck a stranger in the ass?!
Lawrence Fishburne: [breaking character] GODDAMMIT JOHN, I SAID LEAVE MY DAUGHTER OUT OF THIS!
“Pick up the phone.”
“Thank you Donny.”
To be fair, “Mmm… that and a pair of testicles.” is a valid response to pretty much any conundrum life has to offer.
After watching “Phatties, Rhymes and Dimes” I hope for Montana’s sake that the red pill is Plan B.
I can’t watch the video at work, but if there’s not a “Yeah, well, you know, that’s just, like, your opinion, man.” in there somewhere, I, for one, will be sorely disappointed.
Brian Pumper’s gonna kill that poor woman’s monkey fufu.
I’ll wait for the final film in the trilogy, where a giant bowling ball speaks to the Dude at the end.
Rhineheart: You have a problem with authority, Mr. Anderson. You believe you are special, that somehow the rules do not apply to you. Obviously, you are mistaken.
The Dude: Obviously you’re not a golfer.
the green filter made all the difference.
the park ranger line made me shit a blue pill.
Morpheus: “You saw the Oracle? What did she tell you?”
Dude:”You know, and she, uh, uh, owes money all over town, including to known pornographers, and that’s cool… that’s, that’s cool, I’m, I’m saying, she needs money, man.
Morpheus: [eyeing him, hand on chin] “Show me.”
You don’t fuck with the Neo.
There is no rug.