Younger Cop: [expectant pause] In the briefcase?
The Dude: Uh, uh, papers, um, just papers, uh, you know, uh, my papers, business papers.
Younger Cop: And what do you do, sir?
The Dude: I'm unemployed.
StratO: hmmm. I'm looking at nw and honor to see if ops have been exchanged. Maybe it's a gold draining process.