THE SCARFACE LEBOWSKI

A crossover between The Big Lebowski and Scarface

By Wesley222

"The Big Lebowski" and "Scarface" are copyright of their respective owners.

CHAPTER I

TONY'S AWAKENING

Tony had awoken from his long coma. "Ugh. Where's motherfucker Sosa! I want to rip his…"

"Calm down, Antonio Montana. I do not know what you are talking about, but please let me talk," Doctor Simon said. "My name is Doctor Richard Simon, Tony. You are currently at Miami General Hospital."

Tony responded, "But where is Sosa!"

Doctor Simon then said, "Look, I don't know who this 'Sosa' is. The year is 1990."

"HOLY SHIT! WHERE THE FUCK IS HE!" Tony screamed so loud that Dr. Simon winced.

"Sir, if you will listen to me, I am willing to talk to you about this. The police know what you did, and you're gonna be getting a trial as soon as you are well. You took lots of bullets in the 'Say Hello to my Little Friend' incident, as the police call it," Dr. Simon said.

"How do the pigs know that I said that?" Tony asked.

"They made a movie all about it. Its called Scarface and I thought it sucked. But you are very lucky to be alive, Mr. Montana. The Police were thinking of cutting of your life support. When you get well, you will immediately be released into the custody of the Miami Police Department. So Tony, this basically is, how do I put this? This is the end."

"Shit."

Tony was so shocked that he returned to his comatose state. Doctor Simon was glad that he didn't have to deal with Tony for the moment.

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ONE MONTH LATER

Jeffery "The Dude" Lebowski was reading the Los Angeles Times with his cup of coffee. Miami Drug Kingpin Tony Montana Mysteriously Disappears from Police Custody, the headline read. "Wow, this dude's fucked up," The Dude said to himself. He looked with admiring eyes at his newly returned Oriental rug on his living room floor. He was listening to the band Creedence Clearwater Revival on his Sony Walkman. The Dude gazed out the window, and he saw that his best buddy Walter Sobchak's van had driven up to his house. His instincts knew that he wanted to go bowling, and that he shouldn't fuck with Walter after the incident at the bowling alley where he flashed his pistol. The Dude threw the newspaper on the floor and walked out of his newly cleaned house. All that had happened to the Dude, from the Chinaman peeing on his rug to Donny's death was a mere squall compared to the tsunami of events to come…

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first fan fiction! Give me some tips on how I can improve.