The Dude becomes, of course, the Knave. And Walter Sir Walter of Poland. Here's Sir Walter rebuking Donny for his cluelessness:
My colleague, although unfram’d and unreferenc’d, speaks plain and true. That these toughs are those at fault, we are agreed; that I stand wounded, unrevenged, we likewise are agreed; yet you circle the meanings unconstantly, like blunted burrs, unstuck where they are thrown.
I speak of aggression uncheck’d, as crowned heads of state once spoke of Arabia—
Arabia! Then we have put a girdle round the earth. Of what does Sir Walter speak?
Cast it from thy sievelike books of memory, Sir Donald; thou art out of thy element.
Godamercy, this better be getting performed on a stage somewhere, and I better be seeing it soon.