Originally posted by Chisai Fry:
My mom (who is this tiny, old school Japanese value lady) walks in asking all of the bouncers and bartenders if they have seen a little "oriental girl."
The Dude: Walter, the chinaman who peed on my rug, I can't go give him a bill, so what the fuck are you talking about?
Walter Sobchak: What the fuck are you talking about? The chinaman is not the issue here, dude. I'm talking about drawing a line in the sand, dude. Across this line, you DO NOT... Also, dude, chinaman is not the preferred nomenclature. Asian-American, please.
The Dude: Jeez, Walter, I'm not talking about the guys who built the fucking railroad here.