DUDE

No funny stuff, Jackie… the kid’s got it. Hiya, fellas… kid just wanted a car. All the Dude ever wanted… was his rug back…

not greedy… it really.

He squints at Jackie Treehorn, who swims in and out of focus.

Tied the room together.

He tips forward, spilling his drink off the table.

FROM UNDER THE GLASS COFFEE TABLE

Looking up at the Dude as his face hits the glass and squishes.