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&lt;div&gt;                   &amp;quot;FERRIS BUELLER'S DAY OFF&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                                     by&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                                John Hughes&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
						SHOOTING SCRIPT&lt;br /&gt;
						July 24, 1985&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                         &amp;quot;FERRIS BUELLER'S DAY OFF&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
  1  BLACK SCREEN                                                  1&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     MAIN TITLES&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     IT'S SILENT. A BEAT...AND AN EXPLOSION OF SOUND.  A HOUSEHOLD&lt;br /&gt;
     IN THE MORNING. KIDS GETTING READY FOR SCHOOL. CLOCK RADIOS.&lt;br /&gt;
     KITCHEN APPLIANCES. SHOWERS. FIGHTING. PEOPLE YELLING. DOG&lt;br /&gt;
     BARKING. APPLIANCES BUZZING. CAR HORNS. IT SOUNDS JUST LIKE&lt;br /&gt;
     YOUR HOUSE DID. STREAMS OF ROCK'N ROLL FADE IN AND OUT. HUEY&lt;br /&gt;
     LEWIS TO LIONEL RITCHIE TO HUSKER DU. SURROUND MAKES IT FEEL&lt;br /&gt;
     LIKE YOU'RE IN THE ROOM. AN AURAL TOUR OF A HOUSE ON A&lt;br /&gt;
     SCHOOL MORNING. BEGINING IN THE KITCHEN AND MOVING UPSTAIRS.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FATHER'S VOICE (TOM)&lt;br /&gt;
               Where's my wallet?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SEVEN YEAR OLD BOY (TODD)&lt;br /&gt;
               YOU IDIOT!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TWELVE YEAR OLD GIRL (KIMBERLY)&lt;br /&gt;
               MOM!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
               SHUT-UP!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL (JEANIE)&lt;br /&gt;
               I NEED A TOWEL!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               JOYCE!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY&lt;br /&gt;
                          (whispers, sadistic)&lt;br /&gt;
               When you turn ten, your head's going&lt;br /&gt;
               to swell up real big like a watermelon&lt;br /&gt;
               and we're going to have to put you&lt;br /&gt;
               to sleep like they do with a dog.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
               MOM!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               JOYCE!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               WHO PISSED ON THE TOILET SEAT!? MOTHER!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               Where's Mom?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
               Is my head going to swell up?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               What?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               OH, MY GOD! THE TOILET PAPER'S ALL WET!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MOTHER (JOYCE)&lt;br /&gt;
                          (screams)&lt;br /&gt;
               TOM!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The house falls dead SILENT. We hear footsteps thundering&lt;br /&gt;
     through the house. A TENSE STRAIN OF MUSIC FADES UP.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
               What's that?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY&lt;br /&gt;
               Wait! Hold still!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
               What?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY&lt;br /&gt;
               You heads starting to swell up!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Todd screams. We hear the sound of Tom's footsteps running&lt;br /&gt;
     through the kitchen, down the hall, up the stairs, up the&lt;br /&gt;
     hallway. A door open.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
                          (breathless)&lt;br /&gt;
               What's the matter?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (worried)&lt;br /&gt;
               It's Ferris!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (snaps)&lt;br /&gt;
               What's wrong? For Christ's sake!&lt;br /&gt;
               Look at him!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
  2  CLOSE-UP. FERRIS                                              2&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     An eighteen year-old boy. He's staring lifelessly at CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
     His mouth's open. His eyes are bugged-out. His tongue is fat&lt;br /&gt;
     and dry in his mouth. He's laying in bed, on his side.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
  3  INT. BOY'S BEDROOM                                            3&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris' parents, TOM and JOYCE BUELLER are standing at&lt;br /&gt;
     bedside. They're in their late forties, early fifties.&lt;br /&gt;
     Handsome, upper-middle class parents. They're both dressed&lt;br /&gt;
     for work.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               He doesn't have a fever. But he says&lt;br /&gt;
               his stomach hurts and he's seeing spots.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
  4  CLOSE-UP. FERRIS                                              4&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His lifeless eyes blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
  5  INT. BEDROOM. PARENTS                                         5&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom bends down and touches Ferris' forehead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               What's the matter, Ferris?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Feel his hands. They're cold and clammy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom takes one of Ferris' hands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
                          (discreetly)&lt;br /&gt;
               Should you call the doctor?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (whispers)&lt;br /&gt;
               He doesn't want me to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               Why don't you want Mom to call&lt;br /&gt;
               the doctor?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris exhales loudly. He tries to speak but all he can&lt;br /&gt;
     manage is a choked gasp.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               What?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris tries again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (raspy)&lt;br /&gt;
               Don't make a fuss. I'm fine. I'll get up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He starts to get up. Joyce gently pushes him back down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I have a test today. I have to take it.&lt;br /&gt;
               I want to get into a good college&lt;br /&gt;
               so I can have a fruitful life...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               You're not going to school like&lt;br /&gt;
               this.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Tom)&lt;br /&gt;
               Maybe I should call the office and&lt;br /&gt;
               tell them I won't be in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm okay, Mom. I feel perfectly...Oh, God!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's gripped by a seizure. His body stiffens and he chokes.&lt;br /&gt;
     His older sister, JEANIE, walks into the room. She's dressed&lt;br /&gt;
     for school. She's cute and stuck-up. A major pill.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEAN&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, fine. What's this? What's his problem?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               He doesn't feel well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEAN&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah, right. Dry that one out&lt;br /&gt;
               and you can fertilize the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               That's enough, Jeanie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               You're not falling for this, are you?&lt;br /&gt;
               Tell me you're not falling for this.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Is that Jeanie? I can't see that&lt;br /&gt;
               far. Jeanie?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Pucker up and squat, Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (annoyed)&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank you, Jeanie. Get to school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (angry, defeated)&lt;br /&gt;
               You're really letting him stay home?&lt;br /&gt;
               I can't believe this. If I was bleeding&lt;br /&gt;
               out my eyes, you guys'd make me go to&lt;br /&gt;
               school. It's so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Please don't be upset with me, Jeanie.&lt;br /&gt;
               Be thankful that you're fit and have&lt;br /&gt;
               your health. Cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to herself)&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, I wanna puke.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She glares at Ferris. Her eyes are mascara and vengence. She&lt;br /&gt;
     slips out of the room. Ferris' brother, TODD and sister,&lt;br /&gt;
     KIMBERLY peek into the room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY&lt;br /&gt;
               Myocardial infarction?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Get your stuff. Daddy'll be right&lt;br /&gt;
               down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY&lt;br /&gt;
               Syphilitic meningitus? That would be&lt;br /&gt;
               a huge family embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               Get downstairs!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY&lt;br /&gt;
               If he dies, I got dibs on his stereo.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She turns sharply and exits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
                          (worried)&lt;br /&gt;
               Dad? Does my head look alright?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Get downstairs! Now!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
               Just answer me one question! Is it&lt;br /&gt;
               swelling up? Kim said it was going&lt;br /&gt;
               to get as big as...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY (OC)&lt;br /&gt;
               A WATERMELON!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
                          (yells out the room)&lt;br /&gt;
               Shut-up!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Get downstairs! NOW!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Todd backs out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll be okay. I'll just sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
               Maybe I'll have an aspirin around&lt;br /&gt;
               noon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Ferris)&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm showing houses to the family&lt;br /&gt;
               from California today but I'll be in&lt;br /&gt;
               the area. My office'll know where&lt;br /&gt;
               I am, if you need me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll check it with you, too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It's nice to know I have such&lt;br /&gt;
               loving, caring parents. You're&lt;br /&gt;
               both very special people.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
  6  CU. FERRIS                                                    6&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He acknowledges Tom with a pathetic flutter of his eyelids.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
  7  INT. BEDROOM. JOYCE                                           7&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She strokes Ferris' hair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               I hope you feel better, pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She leans down and kisses his forehead. Tom pats his&lt;br /&gt;
     shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               Get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
  8  CU. FERRIS                                                    8&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris lets out a wheeze. His glassy eyes follow his parents&lt;br /&gt;
     to the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE (OC)&lt;br /&gt;
               We love you, sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM (OC)&lt;br /&gt;
               Call if you need us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They close the door. The lock clicks. Ferris' eyes shift&lt;br /&gt;
     from the door to CAMERA. A sly, little smile crawls across&lt;br /&gt;
     his lips.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               They bought it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The MTV theme music ROARS IN.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
  9  CU. TV SCREEN                                                 9&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The TV at the foot of Ferris' bed. The MTV logo is playing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 10  INT. BEDROOM                                                 10&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris yanks open the drapes. The pall of the sickroom&lt;br /&gt;
     disappears in the brilliant glow of morning sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Incredible! One of the worst performances&lt;br /&gt;
               of my career and they never doubted it&lt;br /&gt;
               for a second.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (looks out the window)&lt;br /&gt;
               What a beautiful day!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns from the window.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Parents always fall for the clammy hands.&lt;br /&gt;
               It's physical evidence of illness. It's&lt;br /&gt;
               a good, non-specific symptom. Parents are&lt;br /&gt;
               generally pretty hip to the fever scams.&lt;br /&gt;
               And to make them work you have to go a hundred&lt;br /&gt;
               and one, hundred and two. You get a nervous&lt;br /&gt;
               mother and you end up in a doctor's office&lt;br /&gt;
               and that's worse than school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He flips on his stereo and fills the room with the MTV&lt;br /&gt;
     broadcast. A NEW SONG begins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Fake a stomach cramp and when you're&lt;br /&gt;
               doubled over, moaning and wailing, just&lt;br /&gt;
               lick your palms. It's a little stupid&lt;br /&gt;
               and childish but then so if high school.&lt;br /&gt;
               Right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He equalizes the sound a little.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               This is my ninth sick day with semester.&lt;br /&gt;
               If I go for ten, I'm probably going to&lt;br /&gt;
               have to barf up a lung. So, I absolutely&lt;br /&gt;
               must make this one count.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He exits into the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 11  INT. BATHROOM                                                11&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris walks into the bathroom. It's littered with Jean's&lt;br /&gt;
     debris. He turns on the shower water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't care if you're fifty five&lt;br /&gt;
               or seven, everybody needs a day off&lt;br /&gt;
               now and then. It's a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;
               How can I be expected to handle&lt;br /&gt;
               high school?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He bends down OUT OF FRAME as he loses his briefs. He pops&lt;br /&gt;
     up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I do actually have a test. That wasn't&lt;br /&gt;
               bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He steps into the shower. Through the pebbled glass of the&lt;br /&gt;
     shower door we see Ferris' outline.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               That I care about it was.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 12  INT. BATHROOM. SHOWER STALL.                                 12&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Inside the shower. Ferris' hair is standing straight up.&lt;br /&gt;
     It's moulded into a fin with shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It's on European socialism. I mean,&lt;br /&gt;
               really. What's the point? I'm not&lt;br /&gt;
               European. I don't plan to be European.&lt;br /&gt;
               So, who gives a shit if they're socialists?&lt;br /&gt;
               They could be fascist anarchists and it&lt;br /&gt;
               still wouldn't change the fact that I&lt;br /&gt;
               don't own a car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns the shower head around and uses it like a&lt;br /&gt;
     microphone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (sings)&lt;br /&gt;
               WELL SHAKE IT UP, BABY,&lt;br /&gt;
               TWIST AND SHOUT...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 13  INT. HALLWAY. LATER                                          13&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around&lt;br /&gt;
     his waist. He's drying his hair with another of a different&lt;br /&gt;
     color.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Not that I condone fascism. Or&lt;br /&gt;
               and &amp;quot;isms&amp;quot;. &amp;quot;Isms&amp;quot;, in my opinion&lt;br /&gt;
               are not good. A person should not&lt;br /&gt;
               believe in an &amp;quot;ism&amp;quot;. He should&lt;br /&gt;
               believe in himself. John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;
               said it on his first solo album.&lt;br /&gt;
               &amp;quot;I don't believe in Beatles, I&lt;br /&gt;
               just believe in me.&amp;quot; A good point&lt;br /&gt;
               there. Afterall, he was the Walrus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He opens a linen closet and tosses the towel in it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I could be the Walrus and I'd still&lt;br /&gt;
               have to bum rides off people.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He passes CAMERA and goes into his room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS (OC)&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm not very political? Let me&lt;br /&gt;
               put that into perspective...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 14  INT. BEDROOM                                                 14&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris tosses the towel he's dried hair with on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               My uncle went to Canada to protest&lt;br /&gt;
               the war, right? On the Fourth of&lt;br /&gt;
               July he was down with my aunt and he&lt;br /&gt;
               got drunk and told my Dad he felt&lt;br /&gt;
               guilty he didn't fight in Viet Nam.&lt;br /&gt;
               So I said, &amp;quot;What's the deal, Uncle&lt;br /&gt;
               Jeff? In wartime you want to be a&lt;br /&gt;
               pacifist and in peacetime you want&lt;br /&gt;
               to be a soldier. It took you twenty&lt;br /&gt;
               years to find out you don't believe&lt;br /&gt;
               in anything?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
                          (snaps his fingers)&lt;br /&gt;
               Grounded. Just like that. Two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               Be careful when you deal with old&lt;br /&gt;
               hippies. They can be real touchy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He opens his door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 15  INT. CLOSET                                                  15&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The door opens and Ferris rifles through his shirts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               My mother was a hippie. But she&lt;br /&gt;
               lost it. She got old. If she listens&lt;br /&gt;
               to the White Album now? She doesn't hear&lt;br /&gt;
               music, she hears memories. Nostalgia is&lt;br /&gt;
               her favorite drug. It'll probably be&lt;br /&gt;
               mine, too. I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He finds a shirt he likes. He steps back from the closet and&lt;br /&gt;
     puts it on. He drops the towel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 16  INT. BEDROOM                                                 16&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He walks across the room to his dresser. He opens his&lt;br /&gt;
     underwear drawer. There's an old model of a submarine on the&lt;br /&gt;
     top of the dresser. He picks it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               In eighth grade a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;
               made a bong out of one of these.&lt;br /&gt;
               The smoke tasted like glue.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He pulls out a pair of underwear. He gets dressed as he&lt;br /&gt;
     speaks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               His name is Garth Volbeck. He's a&lt;br /&gt;
               serious outsider. Not a bad guy, I&lt;br /&gt;
               like him. I'm probably his only friend.&lt;br /&gt;
               I do what I can for him. I mean, if&lt;br /&gt;
               I was him, I'd appreciate it. Do unto others,&lt;br /&gt;
               right? Anyway, his mother owns a gas station.&lt;br /&gt;
               His father's dead and his sister's rumored&lt;br /&gt;
               to be a prostitute, which is complete bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;
               She only puts out so people will hang out&lt;br /&gt;
               with her. It's sad but I don't hold it&lt;br /&gt;
               against her. Better to hold it against the&lt;br /&gt;
               guys who use her and don't care about her.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               My parents never allowed Garth over here.&lt;br /&gt;
               It was because of his family. Mainly his&lt;br /&gt;
               older brother. He's in jail. I could see them&lt;br /&gt;
               not wanting his brother here because he is&lt;br /&gt;
               a registered psycho. I wouldn't want him here.&lt;br /&gt;
               I once watched the guy eat a whole bowl of&lt;br /&gt;
               artificial fruit just so he could see what&lt;br /&gt;
               it was like to have his stomach pumped.&lt;br /&gt;
               But Garth isn't his brother. It isn't his fault&lt;br /&gt;
               that his brother's screwed-up. Alot of fights&lt;br /&gt;
               with the parents on that point. I always felt&lt;br /&gt;
               for Garth. I was sleeping at his house once&lt;br /&gt;
               and I was laying on the dark worrying that&lt;br /&gt;
               his brother was going to come in and hack me&lt;br /&gt;
               to death with an ax and I heard Garth crying.&lt;br /&gt;
               I asked him what was wrong and he said, &amp;quot;Nothing&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
               ... Nothing was wrong. There was no&lt;br /&gt;
               specific thing he was crying about.&lt;br /&gt;
               In fact, he wasn't really even aware that&lt;br /&gt;
               he was crying. He just cried himself to&lt;br /&gt;
               sleep every night. It was a habit. The&lt;br /&gt;
               guy's so conditioned to grief that if&lt;br /&gt;
               he doesn't feel it, he can't sleep. How&lt;br /&gt;
               could you possibly dump on guy who has to&lt;br /&gt;
               deal with that kinda shit? My parents&lt;br /&gt;
               acknowledge the trudge of the situation&lt;br /&gt;
               and I'm sure that deep down, they do feel&lt;br /&gt;
               for him but still the guy's banned from&lt;br /&gt;
               our house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He looks at himself in the mirror on the back of his closet&lt;br /&gt;
     door. He doesn't like what he's wearing. He continues his&lt;br /&gt;
     speech as he disrobes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Unfortunately, now my parents have a&lt;br /&gt;
               legit argument. Garth doesn't need his&lt;br /&gt;
               brother to give him a rep anymore. He's&lt;br /&gt;
               getting one on his own. He's lost. It's&lt;br /&gt;
               over for him. He's eighteen. Gone from&lt;br /&gt;
               school. Gone from life. His legacy is&lt;br /&gt;
               a gas station.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 17  INT. HOUSE. STAIRCASE                                        17&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris comes down the stairs. He's wearing a completely&lt;br /&gt;
     different outfit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               One very serious danger is playing&lt;br /&gt;
               sick is that it's possible to believe&lt;br /&gt;
               your own act.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 18  INT. KITCHEN                                                 18&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris comes into the kitchen and crosses to the&lt;br /&gt;
     refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               That and boredom. Alot of people&lt;br /&gt;
               ditch and feel great for about an&lt;br /&gt;
               hour. Then they realize there's&lt;br /&gt;
               nothing to do. TV and food. I myself&lt;br /&gt;
               have ditched and gotten so bored I&lt;br /&gt;
               did homework. Figure that shit out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He takes a sip out of a bottle of orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You have to plan things out before&lt;br /&gt;
               you take the day off. Otherwise&lt;br /&gt;
               you get all nervous worrying about&lt;br /&gt;
               what to do and all you get is grief&lt;br /&gt;
               and the whole point is to take it&lt;br /&gt;
               easy, cut loose and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He crosses to the pantry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You blow your day and at about three&lt;br /&gt;
               o'clock, when everybody's out of school,&lt;br /&gt;
               you're going to wish you'd gone to&lt;br /&gt;
               school so you could be out having&lt;br /&gt;
               fun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He emerges from the pantry with a handful of Oreos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Avoid the misery. Plan your day.&lt;br /&gt;
               Do it right.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 19  INT. FAMILY ROOM                                             19&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris walks in and flops down in an armchair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               There's alot of pressure at work&lt;br /&gt;
               in my age group. And it's not always&lt;br /&gt;
               recognized.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He reaches over and picks up the telephone. He sets it in&lt;br /&gt;
     his lap.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Some guy whose hair is falling out&lt;br /&gt;
               and his stomach's hanging over his&lt;br /&gt;
               belt and everything he eats makes&lt;br /&gt;
               him fart, he looks at someone like&lt;br /&gt;
               me and thinks, &amp;quot;This kid's young and&lt;br /&gt;
               strong and has a full, rich future ahead&lt;br /&gt;
               of him, what's he got to bitch about?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 20  CU. PHONE                                                    20&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He punches out a number.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 21  INT. FAMILY ROOM. FERRIS                                     21&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He remote controls the TV on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               That's just one reason why I need a&lt;br /&gt;
               day off every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 22  EXT. ANOTHER HOUSE                                           22&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A sleek, modern house on a couple of deeply wooded acres. A&lt;br /&gt;
     prime house in a prime location. A telephone rings OVER.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 23  INT. BOY'S BEDROOM                                           23&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's a dark, dreary sick room. Shades drawn, floor strewn&lt;br /&gt;
     with used tissues, nightstand a still-life of over the&lt;br /&gt;
     counter remedies. A high school boy, CAMERON FRYE, is laying&lt;br /&gt;
     in bed. We don't see his face, only a silhouette with a&lt;br /&gt;
     thermometer sticking out his mouth. U2's SUNDAY BLOODY&lt;br /&gt;
     SUNDAY is playing. He's mumbling random words.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Food...shelter...no...yes...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The phone rings. His hand reaches back and hits the speaker&lt;br /&gt;
     phone button.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
                          (weak)&lt;br /&gt;
               Hello?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron! What's happening?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Very little.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               How do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Shredded.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Is your mother in the room?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron takes the thermometer out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               She's not home. Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 24  INT. FERRIS' FAMILY ROOM. FERRIS                             24&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is sprawled out in the chair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm taking the day off. Get&lt;br /&gt;
               dressed and come over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I can't. I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It's all in your head. Come on over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 25  INT. CAMERON'S ROOM                                          25&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's insistant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I feel like complete shit, Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
               I can't go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry to hear that. Now, come&lt;br /&gt;
               on over and pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris disconnects. Cameron slowly hangs up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The phone rings again. Cameron hits the speaker button.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               You're not dying. You just can't think&lt;br /&gt;
               of anything good to do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 26  INT. FERRIS' FAMILY ROOM                                     26&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris hangs up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               If anybody needs a day off, it's&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron. He has alot of things to&lt;br /&gt;
               sort out before he graduates. He&lt;br /&gt;
               can't be wound this tight and go&lt;br /&gt;
               to college. His roommate'll kill&lt;br /&gt;
               him. I've come close myself. But I&lt;br /&gt;
               like him. He's a little easier to&lt;br /&gt;
               take when you know why he's like he&lt;br /&gt;
               is. The boy cannot relax. Pardon&lt;br /&gt;
               by French but Cameron is so tight&lt;br /&gt;
               that if you stuck a lump of coal up&lt;br /&gt;
               his ass, in two weeks you'd have a&lt;br /&gt;
               diamond.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (after-thought)&lt;br /&gt;
               And Cameron would worry that he'd&lt;br /&gt;
               owe taxes on it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 27  INT. SCHOOL. HALLWAY                                         27&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     We hear roll call as CAMERA MOVES ACROSS the tile floor. A&lt;br /&gt;
     shoe's POV.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEACHER'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Albers?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEACHER'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CAMERA enters a classroom. It travels past a teacher's Hush&lt;br /&gt;
     Puppies and heads up an aisle of desk past dirty yellow&lt;br /&gt;
     Reebocks, rotting Air Jordans, scuffed heels, pristine&lt;br /&gt;
     loafers...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEACHER'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Anheiser?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEACHER'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Busch?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEACHER'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Bueller?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CAMERA reaches the last desk and rises slowly to reveal that&lt;br /&gt;
     it's empty.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEACHER'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Bueller?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               He's sick.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               My best friend's sister's boyfriend's&lt;br /&gt;
               brother's girlfriend heard from this&lt;br /&gt;
               guy who knows this kid who's going&lt;br /&gt;
               with a girl who saw Ferris pass-out&lt;br /&gt;
               at 31 Flavors last night. I guess&lt;br /&gt;
               it's pretty serious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEACHER'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (weary)&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank you, Simone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (cheery)&lt;br /&gt;
               No problem whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEACHER'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Drucker?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               What?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     WOUND-OUT CAR ENGINES COME UP LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 28  CU. TV                                                       28&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     THE ROAD WARRIOR is playing on video cassette. The big chase&lt;br /&gt;
     at the end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. FAMILY ROOM. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's sitting in the arm chair pretending it's Humongous' war&lt;br /&gt;
     wagon. He's wearing a hockey mash. He's steering. He reaches&lt;br /&gt;
     down and grabs an imaginary nitrous oxide valve.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Humongous reaches down and grabs a real nitrous oxide valve.&lt;br /&gt;
     He gives it a twist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He throws himself back against the chair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The force of the rapid acceleration of his vehicle throws&lt;br /&gt;
     Humongous back in his seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He bounces himself in the chair to simulate the bumpy high&lt;br /&gt;
     speed ride.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The was wagon hurtles down the road.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He rears back in horror.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The war wagon is heading for a head-on collision with the&lt;br /&gt;
     tanker truck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Arms outstretched, head thrown back, braced for collision.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     IMPACT!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     MOZART COMES UP.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 29  CU. FLOWERING TREE BRANCH                                    29&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Outside a bedroom window. A flowering crabtree branch.&lt;br /&gt;
     Petite pink flowers. WE PULL BACK FROM THE WINDOW INTO THE&lt;br /&gt;
     ROOM. It's Jeanie's room. A pink and powder blue pig pen.&lt;br /&gt;
     Clothes everywhere, make-up, books, records. Ferris is&lt;br /&gt;
     sitting on her bed going through a purse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                          FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               This is really degrading.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He comes up with a crumpled dollar bill.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Financing my activities this way.&lt;br /&gt;
               Very damaging to the self-image.&lt;br /&gt;
               But, hey, I'm broke. In times of&lt;br /&gt;
               crisis one must to what one must&lt;br /&gt;
               to. I'll pay it back. With interest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He comes up with a five.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Regardless of how much shit sisters&lt;br /&gt;
               make you eat, how often they rat on&lt;br /&gt;
               you, how gross they act or how wicked&lt;br /&gt;
               and insensitive they can be, you should&lt;br /&gt;
               not alientate them. Because most likely&lt;br /&gt;
               they have cash and it's usually very easy&lt;br /&gt;
               to get your hands on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He holds up a twenty and snaps it. PINK FLOYD'S &amp;quot;MONEY&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
     COMES UP.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 30  INT. LIVING ROOM                                             30&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The song plays as Ferris digs through the sofa cushions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SOFA&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris extracts a sticky quarter from a crevice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 31  INT. PARENTS' BEDROOM                                        31&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is going through his father's pants pockets. Another&lt;br /&gt;
     crumpled bill surfaces.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 32  CU. WASHING MACHINE TOP                                      32&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A couple of stiff, hard, bleached singles that have gone&lt;br /&gt;
     through the wash lay on top of the washer. A hand scoops&lt;br /&gt;
     them up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 33  CU. LUCITE ENCASED PROOF SET                                 33&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     An obvious gift from a grandparent. A U.S. Mint proof set. A&lt;br /&gt;
     ten, a five and a single enclosed in a lucite frame. A&lt;br /&gt;
     screwdriver tip wedges between the two pieces of Lucite and&lt;br /&gt;
     pops them apart. A hand peels the bills off the backing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 34  CU. KITCHEN DRAWER                                           34&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Hands ripping through the kitchen junk drawer. Locating a&lt;br /&gt;
     dollar bill.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 35  CU. COIN COLLECTION                                          35&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The familiar blue collector's album. One-by-one, the&lt;br /&gt;
     quarters are being popped out of their slots.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 36  CU. VACCUUM CLEANER                                          36&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The dusty, dirty contents of the bag are emptied on the&lt;br /&gt;
     floor. Fingers pick a dime out of a matted wad of filth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 37  CU. SNOOPY BANK                                              37&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's being shaken furiously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 38  CU. BIRTHDAY CARD                                            38&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's a child's card. It's slowly opened to reveal a crisp,&lt;br /&gt;
     new five.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 39  INT. HALL CLOSET                                             39&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The door opens and Ferris thrusts his hands into the pockets&lt;br /&gt;
     of the coats. He comes up with a ball of Kleenex. A roll of&lt;br /&gt;
     Tums. A squirt gun. Then a modest wad of bills. His face&lt;br /&gt;
     lights up as he counts out the cash. He closes the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 40  CU. FLOOR AND BED                                            40&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris' face appears between the bed and the floor. His arm&lt;br /&gt;
     reaches out for a small metal bank hidden under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 41  CU. BANK                                                     41&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's on a work bench. An awl is driven in between the door&lt;br /&gt;
     and the jamb. It pries the door open. Inside are trading&lt;br /&gt;
     cards, a charred doll's head, a Zippo lighter and, finally,&lt;br /&gt;
     a five dollar bill.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 42  INT. KITCHEN                                                 42&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is on his hands and knees under the kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 43  CU. TABLE LEG                                                43&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris lifts the leg and removes a quarter that's been used&lt;br /&gt;
     to balance the table.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 44  INT. KITCHEN                                                 44&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris stands up and pockets the quarter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 45  CU. FERRIS' BED                                              45&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A shower of coins and bills rain down on the sheets. The&lt;br /&gt;
     SONG ENDS.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 46  EXT. REAL ESTATE OFFICE. MORNING                             46&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A suburban realty company. A cute little building in town.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 47  INT. OFFICE                                                  47&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce is behind a desk. Across from her are two WOMEN.&lt;br /&gt;
     They're also real estate agents.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               No one's going to consider a&lt;br /&gt;
               house with a black living room.&lt;br /&gt;
               Not even those jerks from Vermont.&lt;br /&gt;
               Let's be realistic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              AGENT 1&lt;br /&gt;
               Mrs. Volbeck's dead set against&lt;br /&gt;
               putting any money into the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce's phone intercom buzzes. She take the call.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Joyce Bueller.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Her eyes open wide with alarm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. I&lt;br /&gt;
               completely forgot to call.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 48  EXT. HIGH SCHOOL                                             48&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A modern, suburban high school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MAN'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Are you aware that your son is not&lt;br /&gt;
               in school today?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 49  INT. SCHOOL. HALLWAY                                         49&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's a passing period. The hall is clogged with students.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Yes, I am. Ferris is home sick. I&lt;br /&gt;
               had a meeting first thing this&lt;br /&gt;
               morning. I should have called. It&lt;br /&gt;
               completely slipped my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 50  INT. SCHOOL. DEAN'S OUTER OFFICE                             50&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A SECRETARY is at work at her desk. We hear the dean inside&lt;br /&gt;
     the office.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DEAN'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Are you also aware that Ferris does not&lt;br /&gt;
               have what we consider an exemplary&lt;br /&gt;
               attendance record?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 51  INT. DEAN'S OFFICE. CU. DESK SIGN                            51&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It reads, EDWARD R. ROONEY. DEAD OF STUDENTS. The dean's&lt;br /&gt;
     feet are up on the desk, behind the sign. Moderately priced&lt;br /&gt;
     dress shoes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DEAN'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I just had his file up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. OFFICE. CU. DEAN&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     ED ROONEY is sitting behind his desk. He's tough, clean and&lt;br /&gt;
     straight as an I-beam. Short, neatly combed hair, suit and&lt;br /&gt;
     tie. He's toying with a pencil. He's confident to the point&lt;br /&gt;
     of arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I just has his file up, Mrs. Bueller.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Behind him is a computer terminal. He removes his feet from&lt;br /&gt;
     the desk and turns in his swivel chair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               If Ferris thinks he coast this last&lt;br /&gt;
               month and still graduate, he's sorely&lt;br /&gt;
               mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               This is all news to me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. COMPUTER MONITOR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The monitor on Rooney's desk displays Ferris' records.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               So far this semester alone, he's been&lt;br /&gt;
               absent nine times. Including today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Nine times?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Under DAYS MISSED we see a number 9 suddenly change to a&lt;br /&gt;
     number 2.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney turns to the monitor. He reads off the screen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I have it right here in front of me. He's&lt;br /&gt;
               missed...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He looks closer at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 52  INT. FERRIS' ROOM                                            52&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is at his Macintosh computer. He has his record up&lt;br /&gt;
     on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I wanted a car. I got a computer. How's&lt;br /&gt;
               that for being born under a bad sign?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 53  INT. JOYCE'S OFFICE                                          53&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She's still on the phone with Rooney.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               I can give you every assurance that&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris is home and that he is, in&lt;br /&gt;
               fact, very ill. I debated whether&lt;br /&gt;
               or not I should even leave him.&lt;br /&gt;
               I can appreciate that at this time&lt;br /&gt;
               of year children are prone to taking&lt;br /&gt;
               the day off, but in Ferris' case,&lt;br /&gt;
               he's truly a very sick boy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 54  INT. FERRIS' BEDROOM                                         54&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     MUSIC BLASTS. SOLO GUITAR.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SPEAKER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The grille cloth is throbbing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. LED METERS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The meters on the amplifier are totally in the danger zone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TV MONITOR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     We see Ferris in his room with a guitar around his neck.&lt;br /&gt;
     He's playing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. VIDEO CAMERA&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A home video camera is capturing Ferris on tape.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 55  INT. CAMERON'S ROOM                                          55&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's sitting on the edge of the bed buttoning his shirt. He&lt;br /&gt;
     sighs deeply and fall back on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 56  INT. SCHOOL. HALLWAY                                         56&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie is at her locker during a passing period. A&lt;br /&gt;
     GIRLFRIEND comes up to her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm really sorry about your brother.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               What're you sorry for? I have to live&lt;br /&gt;
               with the trouser snake.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
               No, I mean I heard he's really sick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Who said he's sick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
               A whole bunch of people. They said&lt;br /&gt;
               he's like on the verge of death.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie stares incredulously at the girl.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
               This guy in my biology class said&lt;br /&gt;
               that if Ferris dies he's giving&lt;br /&gt;
               his eyes to Stevie Wonder? He's&lt;br /&gt;
               really sweet isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She smiles and exits. Jeanie cocks her head in bewilderment.&lt;br /&gt;
     She kicks her locker shut.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 57  INT. FERRIS' ROOM                                            57&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's in bed on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               A sample of my blood was sent&lt;br /&gt;
               to Atlanta to the Center for&lt;br /&gt;
               Disease Control. I don't know,&lt;br /&gt;
               man, I'm bricking heavily.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (point to the&lt;br /&gt;
                           phone)&lt;br /&gt;
               Freshman.&lt;br /&gt;
                              (to the phone)&lt;br /&gt;
               Did you see Alien? When the guy&lt;br /&gt;
               had the creature in his stomach?&lt;br /&gt;
               It feels like that.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 58  INT. SCHOOL. HALLWAY                                         58&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A FRESHMAN BOY is on the pay phone. A couple of his BUDDIES&lt;br /&gt;
     are standing at his side waiting anxiously for news.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Goddamn! Are you kidding?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECOND BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               What?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Did you see Alien?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECOND BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               No.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               You never rented the video cassette?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Second boy shakes his head, no.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh. He's really wasted.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              THIRD BOY&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to the Second Boy)&lt;br /&gt;
               Who's he talking to?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECOND BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris Bueller. You know him?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              THIRD BOY&lt;br /&gt;
                          (excited)&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah. He's getting me out of summer&lt;br /&gt;
               school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Anyway, I appreciate you letting us&lt;br /&gt;
               know how you're doing. We gotta split.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               Huh?...Yeah, sure. Hold on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECOND BOY&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Third Boy)&lt;br /&gt;
               Shit. I hope he doesn't die.&lt;br /&gt;
               I can't handle summer school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The boy snatches a passing GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Did you see Alien?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah, why?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He hands her the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
               Hello?&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               Who?&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               Hi, Ferris. How's your bod?&lt;br /&gt;
                          (jaw drops)&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, my God! You're dying?&lt;br /&gt;
               Is it serious?&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               Shiit! Are you upset?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 59  INT. DEAN'S OFFICE                                           59&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's comparing his computer monitor to hard copy. His&lt;br /&gt;
     SECRETARY is standing over his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't trust this kid any further&lt;br /&gt;
               than I can throw him!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               With your bad knee, you better&lt;br /&gt;
               not throw anybody, Ed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney stares at her for a long beat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               What's so dangerous about a character&lt;br /&gt;
               like Ferris Bueller is that he gives&lt;br /&gt;
               the good kids bad ideas. The last thing&lt;br /&gt;
               I need at this point in my career is&lt;br /&gt;
               fifteen hundred Ferris Bueller disciples&lt;br /&gt;
               running around these halls.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               He's very popular, Ed. Sportos, motorheads,&lt;br /&gt;
               geeks, sluts, pinheads, dweebies, wonkers,&lt;br /&gt;
               richies, they all adore him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               That's exactly why I have to catch him&lt;br /&gt;
               this time. To show these kids that the&lt;br /&gt;
               example he sets is a first class ticket&lt;br /&gt;
               to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
                          (impressed)&lt;br /&gt;
               Ooo. You sounded like Dirty Harry just&lt;br /&gt;
               now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney looks up at her with a proud smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Really?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He unconsciously does an Eastwood squint.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 60  EXT. FERRIS' HOUSE                                           60&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's a glorious late spring day. A florist's truck drives&lt;br /&gt;
     past the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 61  INT. FERRIS' ROOM                                            61&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's on the telephone. As he speaks he does a little&lt;br /&gt;
     MacPainting on his MacIntosh. A Modigliani nude.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron, if you're not over here&lt;br /&gt;
               in fifteen minutes, you can find&lt;br /&gt;
               a new best friend. I'm serious, man.&lt;br /&gt;
               This is bullshit, making me wait&lt;br /&gt;
               around the house for you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 62  INT. CAMERON'S BEDROOM                                       62&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's back in bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sick. I feel like shit. Why can't&lt;br /&gt;
               you leave me alone?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               You're not up for some good times?&lt;br /&gt;
               It's a beautiful day. It's almost&lt;br /&gt;
               summer. If this was Hawaii, we'd be&lt;br /&gt;
               surfing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 63  INT. FERRIS' ROOM                                            63&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's growing weary of Cameron's wimpishness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You want to stay home and try&lt;br /&gt;
               to have the shits? Try to barf?&lt;br /&gt;
               Try to feel worse?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't have to try.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Be a man. Take some Pepto Bismol&lt;br /&gt;
               and get dressed. You're boring me&lt;br /&gt;
               with this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The other phone line rings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Squeeze you buns for a second. I&lt;br /&gt;
               got another call.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He puts Cameron on hold. He clears his throat and answers&lt;br /&gt;
     the second line. He sounds like he's on his last breath.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               H--hell-o?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 64  EXT. OFFICE BUILDING. DOWNTOWN                               64&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A LaSalle Street office tower.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 65  INT. TOM'S OFFICE                                            65&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's behind his desk. Nice office. Two windows. Herman&lt;br /&gt;
     Miller desk and chair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               You sound miserable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Really? Darn! I thought I was improving.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               Were you sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I was trying to do some homework.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 66  CU. COMPUTER MONITOR                                         66&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A closer view of the rude drawing Ferris is making.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS (OC)&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm so worried about falling behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. FERRIS' ROOM&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He leans back from the monitor and sips a Coke.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Dad? Can you hold on a second?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Sure, pal. Are you alright?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Just a little phlegm on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
               Hold on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He puts his father on hold.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron? It's my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, that's just great. Are you busted?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It's completely cool. He's just&lt;br /&gt;
               checking up on me. Now, listen to&lt;br /&gt;
               me. I'm working on getting some&lt;br /&gt;
               heavy bucks out of him. So, the least you&lt;br /&gt;
               can do is hurry up and get over here.&lt;br /&gt;
               Bye.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He disconnects and gets his father back. He switches back to&lt;br /&gt;
     his sick voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Sorry, Dad. The moment before you&lt;br /&gt;
               called, I had a chest spasm and I&lt;br /&gt;
               blew lung fluid all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;
               It was making me ill looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;
               But gee, it's sure great of you to call.&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sure there're alot of fathers&lt;br /&gt;
               who wouldn't take time out from&lt;br /&gt;
               their busy schedules to call a dumb,&lt;br /&gt;
               sick teenager.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Hey, pal, what was I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris reaches out and hits a key on his computer. The&lt;br /&gt;
     screen dumps the drawing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Give yourself some credit, Dad. It&lt;br /&gt;
               was a mammoth gesture. It's like those&lt;br /&gt;
               savings bonds you used to give me&lt;br /&gt;
               every Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (looks at CAMERA and smiles)&lt;br /&gt;
               It was that kind of concern.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. COMPUTER SCREEN&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A message is flashing: &amp;quot;TRANSMITTING DATA&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. FERRIS' ROOM&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns away from the computer and puts his feet up on the&lt;br /&gt;
     desk. He lights a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You had to work hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;
               to buy those things, right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Not any harder than anybody else.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris mouths Tom's words as he says them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 67  EXT. CHICAGO LOOP. DIAMONDVISION SCREEN                      67&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris' drawing suddenly appears on the billboard.&lt;br /&gt;
     Pedestrians stop to look.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 68  INT. FERRIS' ROOM                                            68&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He blows a smoke ring.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You work so hard I'll bet you don't&lt;br /&gt;
               even remember where those bonds are,&lt;br /&gt;
               right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris points a finger in the air as a cue to his father.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, yeah? You're pulling my leg. You're&lt;br /&gt;
               just trying to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Like hell I am. They're in a shoebox&lt;br /&gt;
               in my closet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris smiles. He looks at CAMERA. He's gotten exactly what&lt;br /&gt;
     he wants.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to CAMERA, normal&lt;br /&gt;
                           voice)&lt;br /&gt;
               Was that a class move or what?&lt;br /&gt;
               The guy gave it up faster than&lt;br /&gt;
               a drunk Catholic girl. I hope my&lt;br /&gt;
               kids don't pull this shit on me.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (thinks)&lt;br /&gt;
               Of course, if they didn't, they'd&lt;br /&gt;
               be dumb and abnormal and they'd&lt;br /&gt;
               probably never move out of my&lt;br /&gt;
               house and I'd have to support them&lt;br /&gt;
               until I die. I take it back.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to the phone,&lt;br /&gt;
                           sick voice)&lt;br /&gt;
               Dad? All this talking has made me&lt;br /&gt;
               kind of light-headed. I think&lt;br /&gt;
               I better lie down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Okay, pal. You take care. I'll&lt;br /&gt;
               call you after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You don't have to, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I want to. Bye now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He hangs up. Ferris sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You win some, you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns his desk chair around and gets up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm so disappointed in Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
               Twenty bucks says he's sitting&lt;br /&gt;
               in his car debating about whether&lt;br /&gt;
               or not he should go out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 69  INT. CAR. CAMERON                                            69&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's sitting behind the wheel of his car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               We're gonna get caught. No doubt&lt;br /&gt;
               about it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He cuts the engine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He sits for half a beat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               He'll keep calling until I come&lt;br /&gt;
               over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He sighs and restarts the engine. Another beat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Actually, what'll happen is I'll&lt;br /&gt;
               get caught. Ferris'll escape.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Another beat. He stops the engine. A CRASH OF HORROR MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 70  CU. DRESSER DRAWER                                           70&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Hands curl around the drawer pulls. The drawer is opened&lt;br /&gt;
     slowly, ominously. The hands lift a sweater out. A HERALDIC&lt;br /&gt;
     STING as we see a men's magazine beneath the sweater.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. FERRIS' ROOM&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He takes out the magazine. He leafs through the pages for&lt;br /&gt;
     the pictorials as he speaks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron'll go on like that for a&lt;br /&gt;
               good thirty minutes. The guy&lt;br /&gt;
               is a shellfish when it comes to&lt;br /&gt;
               making a decision. The reason&lt;br /&gt;
               he doesn't fell good is, he&lt;br /&gt;
               worries about everything. He's&lt;br /&gt;
               the only guy I know who's deeply&lt;br /&gt;
               concerned that when he grows up&lt;br /&gt;
               there'll be a critical shortage&lt;br /&gt;
               of strategic metals.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He exits the room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 71  INT. HALLWAY                                                 71&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris comes out of his room and heads down the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron's also the only guy&lt;br /&gt;
               I know who knows what strategic&lt;br /&gt;
               metals are.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (waves the magazine)&lt;br /&gt;
               Pardon moi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He goes into the bathroom. We HEAR THE TOILET SEAT SLAM&lt;br /&gt;
     DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (sings)&lt;br /&gt;
               MAYBE I'M JUST LIKE MY MOTHER,&lt;br /&gt;
               SHE'S NEVER SATISFIED...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 72  INT. CLASSROOM. LATER                                        72&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A stunningly beautiful girl, SLOANE PETERSON, is sitting at&lt;br /&gt;
     her desk in a history class. She's staring out the window as&lt;br /&gt;
     a tweedy MALE TEACHER delivers a dry, dusty lecture.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEACHER&lt;br /&gt;
               Roosevelt's health had seriously&lt;br /&gt;
               deteriorated by the time he met&lt;br /&gt;
               with Churchill and Stalin at Yalta.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (sneezes)&lt;br /&gt;
               Pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The classroom door opens and the school NURSE walks in. For&lt;br /&gt;
     a moment, the teacher thinks she's come in because she heard&lt;br /&gt;
     him sneeze. She crosses to him and whispers in his ear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She, like the others, watches the nurse curiously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. CLASSROOM. TEACHER AND NURSE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The teacher's face drops as he's delivered an obvious piece&lt;br /&gt;
     of disturbing news. He nods grimly to the Nurse. She looks&lt;br /&gt;
     at the kids.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              NURSE&lt;br /&gt;
               Sloane Peterson?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sits up in her seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     NURSE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She's a picture of compassion and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              NURSE&lt;br /&gt;
               May I see you outside for a moment?&lt;br /&gt;
               There's been an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A smile curls across her lips. As she gathers her books she&lt;br /&gt;
     looks to the GIRL next to her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (whispers)&lt;br /&gt;
               Dead grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 73  INT. HALLWAY                                                 73&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Nurse is gently holding Sloane's hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              NURSE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (nods solemnly)&lt;br /&gt;
               Dead grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 74  CU. ROONEY                                                   74&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He has a suspicious look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Dead grandmother?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. DEAN'S OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's at his desk. His secretary is standing across from&lt;br /&gt;
     him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               That's what Mr. Peterson said. I&lt;br /&gt;
               had Florence Sparrow notify Sloane.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Who's this girl's going with?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               It's so hard to tell. I see her&lt;br /&gt;
               alot with Ferris Bueller.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney smiles. His suspicions are confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Could you get me Mr. Peterson's&lt;br /&gt;
               daytime number?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     As the secretary starts out of the room, Rooney's phone&lt;br /&gt;
     rings. She stops and answers the desk phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               Edward Rooney's office.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               Yes. Can you hold? Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She puts the call on hold.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               It's Mr. Peterson.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney is startled. He thinks for a beat then reaches for&lt;br /&gt;
     the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you still want his number?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney answers her with an annoyed look. She smiles and&lt;br /&gt;
     backs out. He punches the phone button.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Ed Rooney.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MAN'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Ed? This is George Peterson.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               How are you today, sir?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MAN'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               We've had a bit of bad luck this&lt;br /&gt;
               morning as you may have heard.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney rolls his eyes. It's so obvious it's not Mr.&lt;br /&gt;
     Peterson.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I heard. And, gosh, I'm all broken&lt;br /&gt;
               up. Huh? Oh, sure. I'd be happy to&lt;br /&gt;
               release Sloane. You produce a corpse&lt;br /&gt;
               and I'll release Sloane. I want to&lt;br /&gt;
               see this dead grandmother firsthand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The secretary stops cold in the doorway. She turns to Rooney&lt;br /&gt;
     in horror. He covers the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
                          (whispers)&lt;br /&gt;
               It's Ferris Bueller. Nervy litttle&lt;br /&gt;
               punk. I'm gonna set a trap and let&lt;br /&gt;
               his walk right into it!&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to phone)&lt;br /&gt;
               That's right. Cart the stiff in and&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll turn over your daughter. It's&lt;br /&gt;
               school policy. Was this your mother?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's other line rings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 75  INT. SECRETARY'S OFFICE                                      75&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She steps out of Rooney's office and picks up the other&lt;br /&gt;
     line.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               Ed Rooney's office.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Her jaw drops.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               Hold, please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She puts the call on hold and hangs up. She hurried into&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's office.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 76  INT. DEAN'S OFFICE                                           76&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's chewing out the person on the other line.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll tell you want, you don't&lt;br /&gt;
               like my policies, you can just&lt;br /&gt;
               come on down and smooch by big&lt;br /&gt;
               old ugly ass. You hear me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The secretary comes in. She's waving her arms furiously.&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney tries to wave her away. He's angry. She stomps her&lt;br /&gt;
     foot. Rooney covers the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               What!?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris Bueller's on line two.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY'S FOOT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It freezes in mid-tap.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY'S HAND&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The pencils falls from his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY'S FACE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A mask of horror. He glances at the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. PHONE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The second line light is flashing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He blinks, cocks his head, twitches.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 77  INT. FERRIS' ROOM                                            77&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's zipping his pants, fastening his belt. The phone's&lt;br /&gt;
     cradled against his shoulder. He speaks in the same voice he&lt;br /&gt;
     used on his father.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Mr. Rooney? I'm sorry to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
               you at work but I was wondering if&lt;br /&gt;
               it would be possible for my sister&lt;br /&gt;
               to bring home any assignments from&lt;br /&gt;
               my classes that I may need.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 78  INT. DEAN'S OFFICE. ROONEY                                   78&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's staring blankly ahead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank you, sir.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. PHONE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's finger gingerly presses the button on the waiting&lt;br /&gt;
     call.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He winces as he returns to the first call.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 79  INT. FERRIS' HOUSE. KITCHEN                                  79&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's on the phone in the kitchen. He's doing a deep,&lt;br /&gt;
     phoney &amp;quot;father&amp;quot; voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               You oughta be sorry for Christ's&lt;br /&gt;
               sake! A family member dies and&lt;br /&gt;
               you insult me. What's the matter&lt;br /&gt;
               with you, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 80  INT. DEAN'S OFFICE. ROONEY                                   80&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He apologies profusely to Cameron. He's perspiring,&lt;br /&gt;
     trembling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't know. I thought you were&lt;br /&gt;
               someone else. You have to know,&lt;br /&gt;
               sir, that I would never deliberately&lt;br /&gt;
               insult you. I can't begin to tell&lt;br /&gt;
               you how embarrassed I am.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Pardon my French but you're an asshole!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney nods enthusiastically.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Absolutely! I most certainly am.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 81  INT. KITCHEN                                                 81&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron lays into Rooney.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               This isn't over yet, buster. You&lt;br /&gt;
               just make sure my daughter's out&lt;br /&gt;
               in front of the school in ten&lt;br /&gt;
               minutes. Do you read me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Load and clear, Mr. Peterson.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Call me sir, goddamn it!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Sir.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               That's better.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris strolls into the kitchen to catch the last of the&lt;br /&gt;
     conversation. Cameron covers the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Ferris)&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm scared shitless, Ferris! What&lt;br /&gt;
               is Rooney guesses my voice!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Impossible. You're doing great.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron sighs and goes back to the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
                          (clears his throat)&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't have all day to bark at you&lt;br /&gt;
               so I'll make this short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris gives Cameron an enthusiastic thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (mouths)&lt;br /&gt;
               Great!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron smiles proudly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I want my daughter out in front&lt;br /&gt;
               of the school in ten minutes. By&lt;br /&gt;
               herself. I don's want anyone around...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris smacks Cameron. He's said the wrong thing. He covers&lt;br /&gt;
     the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               What'd I do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Out in front my herself? It's too&lt;br /&gt;
               suspicious! He'll think something's&lt;br /&gt;
               up, moron. Cover it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron panics. He holds the phone out to Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               You do it!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris waves his arms angrily.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Talk!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron takes a deep breath. He clears his throat and puts&lt;br /&gt;
     on his father's voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I changed my mind, fella. You be out&lt;br /&gt;
               in front with her! I wanna have a&lt;br /&gt;
               few words with you!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris slaps Cameron. The phone flies out of his hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 82  CU. ROONEY                                                   82&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He winces as the phone hits the floor with a loud CLONK!&lt;br /&gt;
     We HEAR THE BOYS SCRAMBLING TO PICK UP THE PHONE, THEN&lt;br /&gt;
     CAMERON CLEARING HIS THROAT.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               On second thought, I don't have&lt;br /&gt;
               time to talk to you. We'll get&lt;br /&gt;
               together soon and have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     We HEAR A SLAP AND THE CALL DISCONNECTS.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 83  INT. FERRIS' KITCHEN                                         83&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's rubbing the side of his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Why'd you hit me?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Where's your brain?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Why'd you hit me?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Where's your brain?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Why'd you hit me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Where's your brain?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I asked you first.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               How can we pick up Sloane if Rooney's&lt;br /&gt;
               going to be there with her?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I said for her to be there alone&lt;br /&gt;
               and you freaked!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               My, God, you're so stupid!&lt;br /&gt;
                          (aside)&lt;br /&gt;
               I didn't hit you, I lightly slapped&lt;br /&gt;
               you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               You hit me. Look, don't ask me to&lt;br /&gt;
               participate in your crap if you&lt;br /&gt;
               don't like the way I do it!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is incredulous at Cameron's stupidity. Cameron's&lt;br /&gt;
     anger is intensified by his embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I was home, sick. You get me out of&lt;br /&gt;
               bed, being me over here, make me&lt;br /&gt;
               jeopardize my future, make me do&lt;br /&gt;
               a phoney phone call on a dean of&lt;br /&gt;
               students, a man who could squeeze&lt;br /&gt;
               my nuts into oblivion and then&lt;br /&gt;
               you deliberately hurt my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I didn't deliberately hurt your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, really?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah, really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron glares at Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Hey, Ferris? Have a nice life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns and heads out of the room. Ferris sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Stick it up your ass, Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron, I'm sorry. I didn't mean&lt;br /&gt;
               to jam you. It was uncalled for.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron stops.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               You're serious?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron smiles. He appreciates Ferris apology.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You did screw up through, right?&lt;br /&gt;
               Not that is was necessarily all&lt;br /&gt;
               you fault. Right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
                          (suspiciously)&lt;br /&gt;
               Why?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               To fix this situation, I'm going&lt;br /&gt;
               to have to ask you for a small favor.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's jaw drops.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 84  INT. GARAGE                                                  84&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The door opens slowly, dramatically as we hear a heraldic&lt;br /&gt;
     fanfare. Light streams in to reveal Cameron and Ferris&lt;br /&gt;
     looking at the car. Ferris is smiling with excitement and&lt;br /&gt;
     awe. Cameron is frowning with trepidation and fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRARI STALLION&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The prancing black stallion. We move up from the stallion to&lt;br /&gt;
     the erotic red hood of a 1958 Ferrari 250 GTS California.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CAMERON AND FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's face is ashen. The end of the world is at hand.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
                          (grim monotone)&lt;br /&gt;
               1958 Ferrari 250 GTS California. Less&lt;br /&gt;
               than a hundred were made. It has a&lt;br /&gt;
               market value of $265,000. My father&lt;br /&gt;
               spent three years restoring it. It&lt;br /&gt;
               is joy, it is his love, it is his&lt;br /&gt;
               passion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It is his fault he didn't lock the&lt;br /&gt;
               garage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris, my father loves this car more&lt;br /&gt;
               than life itself. We can't take is out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               A man with priorities so far out of&lt;br /&gt;
               whack doesn't deserve such a fine&lt;br /&gt;
               automobile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               He never drives it, Ferris. He just&lt;br /&gt;
               rubs it with a diaper.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               We can't pick up Sloane in your car,&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron. Rooney'd never believe Mr.&lt;br /&gt;
               Peterson drives that piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It's not a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It's a piece of shit. Don't worry&lt;br /&gt;
               about it. I don't even have a piece&lt;br /&gt;
               of shit. I have to envy yours. Look,&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry but there's nothing else&lt;br /&gt;
               we can do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               He knows the mileage, Ferris. He has&lt;br /&gt;
               it tatooed on his wrist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               He doesn't trust you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               No.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Alright, look, this is real simple.&lt;br /&gt;
     He puts his arm around Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Whatever miles we put on it, we'll&lt;br /&gt;
               take off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
                          (suspicious)&lt;br /&gt;
               How?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (big, proud smile)&lt;br /&gt;
               We'll drive home backwards.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron shakes his head, no.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Forget it. I'm putting my foot down,&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris. You'll have to think of&lt;br /&gt;
               something else...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRARI GRILLE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's protests are drowned out by the distinctive roar&lt;br /&gt;
     of the twelve cylinders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               ...You're not talking me into this&lt;br /&gt;
               one. I have to live with the man.&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry but...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The roar of the engine is overtaken by the sound of a&lt;br /&gt;
     crowded school hallway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 85  INT. SCHOOL. JEANIE                                          85&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She comes out of a classroom. She stops as Sloane and Rooney&lt;br /&gt;
     walk past. Sloane has her coat on and she's carrying her&lt;br /&gt;
     books. Jeanie watches her suspiciously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 86  EXT. SCHOOL                                                  86&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari is parked out in front. The top is down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 87  INT. FERRARI                                                 87&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is driving. He's wearing a man's hat and sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's in the back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Are you crazy?! Put the top back&lt;br /&gt;
               up!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               This is perfect top-down weather.&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               What about Rooney?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron, the more obvious we are,&lt;br /&gt;
               the less likely we are to get&lt;br /&gt;
               caught.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               That makes no sense whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               The adult mind is a suspicious&lt;br /&gt;
               machine.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (look around at Cameron)&lt;br /&gt;
               Stay down, man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron squeezes himself lower.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Howcome it's my Dad's car and&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm taking all the risk and I have&lt;br /&gt;
               to ride back here?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't have an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 88  EXT. SCHOOL                                                  88&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney and Sloane come out the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Once again let me say how deeply&lt;br /&gt;
               saddened I am by your loss.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Huh?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Were you close to your grandmother?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh. Um. Yeah. Very. She was a terrific&lt;br /&gt;
               lady. Very hip. Very old. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DEEP VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, Sloane! Dear!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane looks across at the Ferrari. Rooney looks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     THEIR POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is looking out across the roof of the Ferrari. He's&lt;br /&gt;
     careful to keep his nose and mouth below the roofline.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Hurry along now!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's suspicious. Sloane smiles and bids Rooney a hasty&lt;br /&gt;
     farewell.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I guess that's my Dad. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
               See ya.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She hurries to the car. Rooney watches her. Something does&lt;br /&gt;
     compute for him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 89  INT. SCHOOL. JEANIE                                          89&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She's watching out the door. She sees the Ferrari pull away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 90  EXT. SCHOOL. ROONEY                                          90&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He can't quite put his finger on what's bothering him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 91  INT. FERRARI                                                 91&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane shrieks with delight. She leans across the console&lt;br /&gt;
     and gives Ferris a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               This is so great! I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;
               it! Right in front of Rooney!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She laughs and turns to Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Hi, Cameron. You comfortable?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Hi. No.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What a fabulous car!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Enjoy it quick. It' s going home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It was risky, it was bold but&lt;br /&gt;
               it was totally necessary.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What're we gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               The question isn't &amp;quot;what are we&lt;br /&gt;
               gonna do&amp;quot;, the question is &amp;quot;what&lt;br /&gt;
               aren't we going to do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Don't tell me we're not going to&lt;br /&gt;
               take the car home. Please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to CAMERA)&lt;br /&gt;
               If you had access to a car like this&lt;br /&gt;
               would you take it back right away?&lt;br /&gt;
               Would you give up feeling like a&lt;br /&gt;
               ton just to ease your best friend's&lt;br /&gt;
               tension?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Either would I.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 92  EXT. STREET. FERRARI                                         92&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It accelerates away like a shot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 93  EXT. SUBURBAN BANK                                           93&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A fresh, modern bank building. The clock outside read 9:53.&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari pulls into the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 94  INT. BANK. DOORS                                             94&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris, Cameron and Sloane walk in. Ferris is cocky and&lt;br /&gt;
     confident. Sloane's still intoxicated with her freedom.&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's having stomach trouble. Ferris leads the way to an&lt;br /&gt;
     open teller window.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. BANK. TELLER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A WOMAN about seventy with a silver blue beehive. It's about&lt;br /&gt;
     four inches higher the highest beehive you're ever seen. As&lt;br /&gt;
     she moves the beehive hits a small sign over her head. She's&lt;br /&gt;
     been at the bank since they opened. She smiles when she sees&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TELLER&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris Bueller?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's at the window. On either shoulder are Cameron and&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane. Ferris smiles. Cameron blanches.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Hello, Mrs. Froeling. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     TELLER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She pats the rock-solid mass of blue hair. In doing so she&lt;br /&gt;
     locates a missing ball point pen. She withdraws it from the&lt;br /&gt;
     hair and smiles at it's reappearance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TELLER&lt;br /&gt;
               I passed a kidney stone Tuesday, so&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm a little pooped but other than&lt;br /&gt;
               that, I'm as chipper as can be.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (something occurs to her)&lt;br /&gt;
               Say, should you be in school?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He lays his savings bonds on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Me?&lt;br /&gt;
                          (polite laugh)&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm out of school, Mrs. Froeling.&lt;br /&gt;
               In fact. I'm married. This is my&lt;br /&gt;
               wife...Madonna.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane suppresses a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Cameron)&lt;br /&gt;
               And this is my brother-in-law,&lt;br /&gt;
               ZZ Top. ZZ, this is Mrs. Froeling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron isn't amused.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TELLER&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Cameron)&lt;br /&gt;
               Is Top a Slavic name?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'd like to cash these in, please.&lt;br /&gt;
               We're having a baby and we need the&lt;br /&gt;
               cash for a crib, clothes, diapers,&lt;br /&gt;
               food pellets, leash, water dish...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. BANK. TELLER WINDOW&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Mrs. Froeling takes the bonds with a hearty smile. The&lt;br /&gt;
     latter part of the conversation sails over her like a line&lt;br /&gt;
     drive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TELLER&lt;br /&gt;
               A baby!&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Sloane)&lt;br /&gt;
               You must be so excited.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron groans and turns away from the sham.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm thrilled, ma'am. I'm especially&lt;br /&gt;
               looking forward to wearing those&lt;br /&gt;
               jeans with the stretch panel in&lt;br /&gt;
               front.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Mrs. Froeling thumbs through the bonds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TELLER&lt;br /&gt;
               Are you hoping for a boy or&lt;br /&gt;
               a girl?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Actually, we're hoping for a car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's spooked by the games playing. He scans the bank&lt;br /&gt;
     nervously. He blinks, focuses, blinks again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce is with a MIDDLE-AGED COUPLE and their bored,&lt;br /&gt;
     sour-puss teenage son, BOYD. He's sitting in a chair with&lt;br /&gt;
     his legs slung over the sides waving a Bic lighter back and&lt;br /&gt;
     forth across his rump. The parents are Joyce's clients from&lt;br /&gt;
     Vermont. A LOAN OFFICER is discussing the local financing&lt;br /&gt;
     situation with them. His is an open office adjacent to the&lt;br /&gt;
     teller windows. Joyce's back is to the tellers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's like he's just witnesses an ax murder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Shit...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. BANK. JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Her back is to the teller windows. She's conducting her&lt;br /&gt;
     meeting. Behind her we see Cameron grab Ferris and point her&lt;br /&gt;
     out to him. He waves. Cameron slaps his arm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. BANK. TELLER WINDOW&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Mrs. Froeling shows Ferris the savings bonds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TELLER&lt;br /&gt;
               These bonds aren't mature. If you hold&lt;br /&gt;
               onto them another two years you'll get&lt;br /&gt;
               an additional four dollars...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm aware of that.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TELLER&lt;br /&gt;
               You're throwing away four dollars.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               No, ma'am, I'm giving it to the&lt;br /&gt;
               government. They need it. Do you&lt;br /&gt;
               know what an aircraft carrier's&lt;br /&gt;
               going for these days?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. BANK. JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She concludes her meeting. She shakes hands with the loan&lt;br /&gt;
     officer and stands. The Vermont Couple stands. Boyd scrapes&lt;br /&gt;
     the bottom of his shoe on the desk, leaving a glob of mud&lt;br /&gt;
     behind and he stands. Joyce turns into the bank. Ferris,&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron and Sloane are gone. She escorts her customers out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. BANK. DOOR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce and the Vermont Couple approach the doors. Boyd lays a&lt;br /&gt;
     luggie in the drinking fountain. Mrs. Froeling passes with&lt;br /&gt;
     the savings bonds. She stops when she sees Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Mrs. Froeling, how are you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MRS. FROELING&lt;br /&gt;
               I passed a kidney stone Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (shifts gears, to Joyce)&lt;br /&gt;
               Say, you must be very proud.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce doesn't know what she's talking about.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MRS. FROELING&lt;br /&gt;
                          (whispers)&lt;br /&gt;
               I met Madonna.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She pats Joyce on the arm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MRS. FROELING&lt;br /&gt;
               She told me everything. Keep me posted,&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll want to send a gift.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She toodles on her way. Joyce and the Vermont Couple are&lt;br /&gt;
     completely baffled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 95  EXT. BANK                                                    95&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce and the Vermont Couple walk along the side of the&lt;br /&gt;
     bank, heading for the parking lot. Boyd's tagging along&lt;br /&gt;
     behind. He picks up a stone and hurls it into the parking&lt;br /&gt;
     lot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               My son's home sick today. If&lt;br /&gt;
               you wouldn't mind, on our way&lt;br /&gt;
               back to the office, I'd like&lt;br /&gt;
               to just run in and check up on him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     We HEAR A METALLIC PING! as Boyd's missle hits a car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MOTHER&lt;br /&gt;
               Of course.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They pass a show window. As they pass, we hold on the&lt;br /&gt;
     window. It's promoting saving for college educations. A&lt;br /&gt;
     mannequin father is congratulating his mannequin son in a&lt;br /&gt;
     mortar and gown as a stiff Sloane, Ferris and Cameron look&lt;br /&gt;
     on proudly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 96  INT. DEAN'S OFFICE                                           96&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His secretary is dialing a number for him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               This is the Peterson's home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She hands the phone to Rooney.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               Watch your mouth this time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney glares at her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris Bueller's behind this. There's&lt;br /&gt;
               no doubt in my mind. That's what I was&lt;br /&gt;
               saying this morning. Why he has to be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;
               He's got Sloane Peterson involved in this&lt;br /&gt;
               thing now. See?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The secretary nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               And her grandmother, too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 97  CU. PHONE ANSWER MACHINE                                     97&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It clicks on. We hear a grieved woman's voice. It sounds an&lt;br /&gt;
     awful lot like Sloane.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               We can't come to the phone right now.&lt;br /&gt;
               We've had a death in the family. If&lt;br /&gt;
               you need to reach us we'll be at&lt;br /&gt;
               the following number...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 98  INT. DEAN'S OFFICE                                           98&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney quickly takes down a number.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 99  EXT. CAMERON'S HOUSE                                         99&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His answering machine clicks on. We hear Cameron's voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               You have reached the Coughlin Bros.&lt;br /&gt;
               Mortuary. We are unable to come to&lt;br /&gt;
               the phone right now but if you'll leave&lt;br /&gt;
               your name and number...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
100  INT. DEAN'S OFFICE                                          100&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney hangs up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Something's going on, goddamn it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The secretary's looking at a newspaper on Rooney's desk.&lt;br /&gt;
     She's not listening to him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               There's a railroad strike.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               And I'm going to stop it!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               My brother-in-law'll appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney looks at her, puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               What?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               My brother-in-law rides the train&lt;br /&gt;
               to work.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney stares at her like she's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Who gives a good goddamn?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
101  EXT. EDENS EXPRESSWAY                                       101&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The major thoroughfare into the city of Chicago from the&lt;br /&gt;
     suburbs. The Ferrari streaks past. In the distance we see&lt;br /&gt;
     the Sears Tower, the Hancock Building and the Standard Oil&lt;br /&gt;
     Building.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
102  INT. SCHOOL. HALLWAY                                        102&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's walking down the hall. She's stopped by a KID with&lt;br /&gt;
     a Coke can.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KID&lt;br /&gt;
               Yo. We're collecting money to&lt;br /&gt;
               buy Ferris Bueller a new kidney.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie stares at him. She's flabbergasted at the proportions&lt;br /&gt;
     her brother's scan has reached.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KID&lt;br /&gt;
               They run about fifty g's so it&lt;br /&gt;
               you could help out...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Go piss up a flagpole!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KID&lt;br /&gt;
               Huh?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She knocks the can out of his hands and storms down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;
     The kid yells after her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KID&lt;br /&gt;
               Hey, babe! Some day you might&lt;br /&gt;
               need a favor from Ferris Bueller!&lt;br /&gt;
               Then where'll you be?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He reaches for the can.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KID&lt;br /&gt;
               Heartless wench...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
103  EXT. CHICAGO LOOP. PARKING GARAGE                           103&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari pulls into a large parking garage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. GARAGE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris, Sloane and Cameron get out. Cameron's having fits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               We can't leave the car here!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Why not?&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Because we can't! I want it back&lt;br /&gt;
               home where it belongs!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What could happen to it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It could get stolen, wrecked, scratched,&lt;br /&gt;
               you name it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll give the guy a five to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               What guy?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. PARKING ATTENDANT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He smiles with relish at the car. 6'6&amp;quot;, 240. An IQ that&lt;br /&gt;
     equals his hourly wage. Shoulder-length hair stuffed into a&lt;br /&gt;
     hairnet Gold teeth. Earring. Goatee.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. PARKING LOT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Attendant swaggers over to the car. Ferris slips him a&lt;br /&gt;
     give.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You speak English?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ATTENDANT&lt;br /&gt;
               Since I was three.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Great. I want to you take extra special&lt;br /&gt;
               care of this vehicle, okay?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He pats the Attendant on the arm. He smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ATTENDANT&lt;br /&gt;
               Like it's a beautiful woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Attendant very gingerly gets into the car. Ferris turns&lt;br /&gt;
     to Cameron. The Ferrari pulls into the lot very slowly, very&lt;br /&gt;
     carefully. No squealing tires, no revving engine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               See what a finski can do to&lt;br /&gt;
               a person's attitude? He's going&lt;br /&gt;
               to treat it like a beautiful&lt;br /&gt;
               woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah, sure. Whip it with a stick&lt;br /&gt;
               and piss on the hood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, please, Cameron. Do you have to&lt;br /&gt;
               be so graphic?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She heads down the street.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               This is so right!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris nudges Cameron on. They exit the garage and head&lt;br /&gt;
     after Sloane. A long beat and the Ferrari creeps down the&lt;br /&gt;
     exit ramp of the garage. It's gone in the entrance and out&lt;br /&gt;
     the exit. Another attendant jumps in the passenger side.&lt;br /&gt;
     He's skinny, tall, with a huge knit hat willed with dreads.&lt;br /&gt;
     He lets out a spirited laugh and the Ferrari peels out of&lt;br /&gt;
     the lot. It heads down the street away from Sloane, Ferris&lt;br /&gt;
     and Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
104  EXT. FERRIS' HOUSE                                          104&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce's care pulls in the driveway. She gets out and heads up&lt;br /&gt;
     the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
105  INT. FERRIS' ROOM                                           105&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's dark. There's a figure in the bed. We hear soft&lt;br /&gt;
     snoring. A wire runs from under the bed covers to the closet&lt;br /&gt;
     door to the door to the room itself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. ROOM. DOOR KNOB&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The wire is tied to the doorknob. It's taut. Downstairs, we&lt;br /&gt;
     hear a door open and close.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
106  INT. HOUSE. STAIRWAY                                        106&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce quietly walks up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
107  INT. HOUSE. HALLWAY                                         107&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce comes up the stairs and crosses to Ferris' room. She&lt;br /&gt;
     listens at the door. WE HEAR THE SNORING.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. DOORKNOB&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce slowly turns the doorknob and pushes the door open a&lt;br /&gt;
     crack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HER POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The door opens and the figure-like lump in the bed moves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She smiles and closes the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
108  INT. ROOM. CLOSET                                           108&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The closet door is open. The wire from the bedroom door is&lt;br /&gt;
     strung over the top of the closet door. A trophy is attached&lt;br /&gt;
     to the end of the wire and it's resting on a yard stick. As&lt;br /&gt;
     the bedroom door closes, the trophy lifts up off the&lt;br /&gt;
     yardstick and the lump in the bed goes back down to it's&lt;br /&gt;
     original position.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS' SYNTHESIZER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Little LED's are lighting up to the rhythm of the snoring.&lt;br /&gt;
     The snoring it simulated.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
109  INT. HALLWAY                                                109&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce listens at the door another beat. She's smiles with&lt;br /&gt;
     relief and affection.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
110  EXT. SEARS TOWER. LATER                                     110&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HELICOPTER SHOT moves in on the world's tallest building. As&lt;br /&gt;
     it passes we see three figures pressed against the windows.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               This is the world's tallest building.&lt;br /&gt;
               From our vantage point here on the&lt;br /&gt;
               103 floor, we are provided with a&lt;br /&gt;
               view of four states.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you think the car's alright?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Illinois, Michigan, Wisconsin and&lt;br /&gt;
               my personal favorite, Indiana.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
111  INT. SEARS TOWER OBSERVATION DECK                           111&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris, Cameron and Sloane are standing against the window.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't feel good, Ferris. Are&lt;br /&gt;
               we gonna stay long?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Take a step back...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris steps back. Sloane and Cameron follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Now, lean against the glass. Like&lt;br /&gt;
               this...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He leans forward, putting all his weight on his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               And look down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane leans forward. Cameron follows, reluctantly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, shit!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HER POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The street far, far below. A dizzying view.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. OBSERVATION DECK&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The three are leaning against the glass.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What if the glass gives?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Death.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Cool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's looking down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I think I see my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
112  EXT. STREET LEVEL                                           112&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A middle-aged man, Cameron's father, HORACE FRYE, is&lt;br /&gt;
     standing on the street corner. He's lean, clean, tough and&lt;br /&gt;
     humorless. He's wearing a puzzled look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON'S FATHER&lt;br /&gt;
               I think I see my car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari screams down the avenue and disappears down the&lt;br /&gt;
     underground ramp.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
113  INT. SEARS TOWER LOBBY                                      113&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Sloane bound down the escalator. Cameron follows&lt;br /&gt;
     glumly. They dance past the giant Calder mobile. They're&lt;br /&gt;
     singing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS AND SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I BEEN ALL 'ROUND THIS GREAT BIG WORLD&lt;br /&gt;
               AND I'VE SEEN ALL KINDS OF GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;
               YEAH, BUT I COULDN'T WAIT TO GET&lt;br /&gt;
               BACK IN THE STATES&lt;br /&gt;
               BACK TO THE CUTEST GIRLS IN THE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;
               I WISH THEY ALL COULD BE CALIFORNIA&lt;br /&gt;
               I WISH THEY ALL COULD BE CALIFORNIA&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
114  EXT. STREET                                                 114&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Sloane burst out the doors garnering the annoyed&lt;br /&gt;
     stares of the business people busily going in and out of the&lt;br /&gt;
     building. Cameron politely waits his turn to exit. Ferris&lt;br /&gt;
     and Sloane head down the street. Cameron follows.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS AND SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I WISH THEY ALL COULD BE CALIFORNIA GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
115  EXT. CHICAGO MERCANTILE EXCHANGE                            115&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Giant old monolith.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
116  INT. CHICAGO MERCANTILE EXCHANGE. TRADING ROOM              116&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Traders are frantically buying and selling commodities.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
117  INT. GALLERY                                                117&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris, Cameron and Sloane are sitting in the gallery&lt;br /&gt;
     watching the proceedings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I asked you first.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Yes. You?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Would I trash a day of education to&lt;br /&gt;
               be with you if I didn't love you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Would I risk damaging a deep and&lt;br /&gt;
               wonderfully enriching relationship&lt;br /&gt;
               with my parents if I didn't love you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Would I have introduced you as my wife&lt;br /&gt;
               if I didn't love you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Wait a minute. That was a lie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               True.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris puts his arm around Sloane.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Would you want to get married? I&lt;br /&gt;
               mean if I wasn't an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Sure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (serious)&lt;br /&gt;
               Today?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane stares at him. Is he serious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm game.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               No way!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll do it, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron suddenly adds his two cents.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               You need a blood test.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris looks around at him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Huh?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               If your blood's not compatible,&lt;br /&gt;
               you could produce a pinhead. The&lt;br /&gt;
               state requires a blood test.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               So?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               So, you can't get married today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               If you get a blood test today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm not getting married.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm with you, babe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Why not?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What do you mean, why not? Think&lt;br /&gt;
               about it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Besides being too young and your&lt;br /&gt;
               father hating my guts and not&lt;br /&gt;
               having any place to live and feeling&lt;br /&gt;
               awkward about being the only cheer-&lt;br /&gt;
               leader with a husband, give me a&lt;br /&gt;
               good reason why not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll give you two. My mother and&lt;br /&gt;
               father.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Sloane look at him curiously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               They're married and they hate each other.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Ferris)&lt;br /&gt;
               You've seen them. Am I right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You're father's a toad and your&lt;br /&gt;
               Mom's always wired out, but so what?&lt;br /&gt;
               They're old. That's natural.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It makes me puke. Seeing people&lt;br /&gt;
               treat each other like that. It's&lt;br /&gt;
               like the car. He loves the car.&lt;br /&gt;
               He hates his wife.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               My parents are divorced. So what?&lt;br /&gt;
               It's not like it doesn't happen&lt;br /&gt;
               ten thousand times a day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Just because it happens doesn't&lt;br /&gt;
               make it right. Are you comfortable&lt;br /&gt;
               with it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               No. It's not something I can get comfortable&lt;br /&gt;
               with. I've tried. Are yours divorced?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               They may as well be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you think they're staying together&lt;br /&gt;
               because of you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron hasn't seen it that way. He shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Do they like you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It hasn't occured to Cameron that his parents might not like&lt;br /&gt;
     him. That parental love might not be a given.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah. Sure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Consider this...my father canned me&lt;br /&gt;
               and my brother and my Mom for a&lt;br /&gt;
               twenty five year old dipso with fake&lt;br /&gt;
               tits. He dropped us like a rock. Everything&lt;br /&gt;
               was cool at our house. I thought so.&lt;br /&gt;
               We all thought so. Then BLAM! It's over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to CAMERA)&lt;br /&gt;
               This is all news to me. She keeps a&lt;br /&gt;
               pretty good secret.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Cameron)&lt;br /&gt;
               It was pure selfishness. When I have&lt;br /&gt;
               a kid, I don't care how much I want&lt;br /&gt;
               something, if it's gonna screw-up the&lt;br /&gt;
               kid, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to CAMERA)&lt;br /&gt;
               She's not lying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               You could change.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah. But I'm gonna try not to.&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm gonna think about it. I'm&lt;br /&gt;
               gonna try to prevent it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               This is optomism. It's a common&lt;br /&gt;
               trait with my age group. Adults&lt;br /&gt;
               think it's cute, it's like a charming&lt;br /&gt;
               quick that infests youth. But it's&lt;br /&gt;
               a cool thing and I think, deep down,&lt;br /&gt;
               crusty old shits wish they had some.&lt;br /&gt;
               They wish they had her, too.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (points to Sloane)&lt;br /&gt;
               Sorry. She's taken.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I'd rather not have my family break&lt;br /&gt;
               apart, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Well, you know what? It ain't up&lt;br /&gt;
               to you. It's out of your hands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               So, I in other words, I should just&lt;br /&gt;
               sit back and watch it crumble?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               You're merely an inhabitant in their&lt;br /&gt;
               universe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Frightening choice of words.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               They call the shots. When you split&lt;br /&gt;
               from them, you call the shots.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               So, you're saying I should run away?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               No. She's saying it's time for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Let's go feed Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They stand up and head out. Ferris hangs back a moment. He&lt;br /&gt;
     cups his hands to his mouth. He yells at the top of his&lt;br /&gt;
     voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               BUY!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     And he exits. Cool and casual.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
118  INT. CHICAGO MERCANTILE EXCHANGE.  TRADING FLOOR            118&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It explodes with activity in response to Ferris' shout.&lt;br /&gt;
     We HEAR A RADIO ANNOUNCER.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ANNOUNCER&lt;br /&gt;
               Commodity prices rose sharply today&lt;br /&gt;
               in unusually heavy trading...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
119  EXT. RESTAURANT                                             119&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A French restaurant on the Gold Coast.  It's noon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
120  INT. RESTAURANT                                             120&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris, Sloane and Cameron are standing in the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is looking at the maitre 'd's reservations book.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His fingers runs down to a party of three for 12:00.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. RESTAURANT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The maitre'd returns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MAITRE'D&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Ferris)&lt;br /&gt;
               May I help you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Yes. I'm Abe Frohman. Party of&lt;br /&gt;
               three for 12:00.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The maitre'd looks at Ferris curiously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Is there a problem?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MAITRE'D&lt;br /&gt;
               You're Abe Frohman?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm Abe Frohman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MAITRE'D&lt;br /&gt;
                          (chuckles)&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry, son. I'm very busy right&lt;br /&gt;
               now. If you have trouble finding the&lt;br /&gt;
               door...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane tugs Ferris' sleeve. He ignores her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Are you suggesting that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;
               who I say I am?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MAITRE'D&lt;br /&gt;
               Shall I call the police?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Let's go...Abe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to the Maitre'd)&lt;br /&gt;
               Call the police. Go ahead. Better&lt;br /&gt;
               yet...&lt;br /&gt;
                          (grabs the phone)&lt;br /&gt;
               ...I'll call myself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron chokes. Sloane grits her teeth. The maitre'd smiles&lt;br /&gt;
     smuggly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. PHONE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris punches out a number. A beat and the restaurant's&lt;br /&gt;
     second line lights up and the phone rings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. RESTAURANT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The maitre'd motions for the phone so that he can answer the&lt;br /&gt;
     call. Ferris waves him off angrily.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You touch me and I yell &amp;quot;rat!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
               There's another phone around here.&lt;br /&gt;
               Find it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The maitre'd backs off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris, let's split, please?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron's right. We're gonna&lt;br /&gt;
               get busted.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Not a chance in the world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He hands the phone to Sloane.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Ask for Abe Frohman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. RESTAURANT. LATER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris, Sloane and Cameron are seated in the restaurant. The&lt;br /&gt;
     maitre'd is hovering over Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MAITRE'D&lt;br /&gt;
               I appreciate your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Don't grovel, Charles. Just leave&lt;br /&gt;
               us to our repast and all will be&lt;br /&gt;
               forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MAITRE'D&lt;br /&gt;
               Enjoy your luncheon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The maitre'd backs away. Ferris smiles. Sloane is impressed.&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron is flushed with nerves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Darling, you were wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, but I had a wonderful teacher.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron, dear friend?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron looks to Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               And you thought we wouldn't have&lt;br /&gt;
               any fun. Shame on you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris disappears behind his menu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
121  EXT. SCHOOL                                                 121&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     We HEAR HALLWAY SOUNDS AND JEANIE.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris Bueller's days are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
122  INT. GIRL'S LOCKER ROOM                                     122&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's sitting on a bench in a field hockey uniform. She's&lt;br /&gt;
     talking to a FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (mean, vicious)&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm gonna bust his buns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               Why? What's the point?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Why? Because I'm sick of the little&lt;br /&gt;
               dope. He manipulates my parents, he&lt;br /&gt;
               does whatever he wants, whenever he&lt;br /&gt;
               wants and he never gets nailed.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (wicked pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               Well, babe, today I'm the hammer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She yanks angrily on the velcro strap on her sneakers. The&lt;br /&gt;
     straps rip off in her hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               I think he's cute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Sweetie, it's an established fact that&lt;br /&gt;
               you have no taste. Ferris is not cute.&lt;br /&gt;
               He's not charming. He's not nice. He's&lt;br /&gt;
               not a wonderful person. He's an ignorant&lt;br /&gt;
               mule and the sooner everybody in this&lt;br /&gt;
               school comes to that realization the&lt;br /&gt;
               better off we'll all be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She displays the velcro straps to her friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               See? My brother strokes you, you&lt;br /&gt;
               sympathize with him, I get pissed&lt;br /&gt;
               off and this is what happens!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie tosses the straps on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Let me tell you something. I study&lt;br /&gt;
               hard, I work hard, I'm polite, I'm&lt;br /&gt;
               considerate, I'm friendly and fair&lt;br /&gt;
               to all kinds of people. Except&lt;br /&gt;
               morons. I try to be everything a&lt;br /&gt;
               good, decent person should be and&lt;br /&gt;
               you know what?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               Everybody thinks you're an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie freezes with her next sentence pinned to her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't think you're an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Who does?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Her friend smiles sheepishly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Rachel?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's friend shrugs, wags her head, does everything but&lt;br /&gt;
     verbally confirm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Rachel's a dirt bag. Who else?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't know. Just forget it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Forget that everybody thinks I'm an&lt;br /&gt;
               asshole? Would you like everybody to&lt;br /&gt;
               think you're an asshole?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               Not everybody thinks you're an&lt;br /&gt;
               asshole. Mr. Rooney likes you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, hey. That's exciting. A fat&lt;br /&gt;
               fifty year old clod with B.O.&lt;br /&gt;
               likes me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie shakes her head in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Would everybody be happier if&lt;br /&gt;
               maybe I were to die in a flaming&lt;br /&gt;
               car accident or something?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               Maybe if you didn't cat like and&lt;br /&gt;
               asshole...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Am I acting like an asshole?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               I didn't mean it that way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               I this a conspiracy to shit all&lt;br /&gt;
               over me or something? Is my brother&lt;br /&gt;
               behind this? Tell me if he is or I'll&lt;br /&gt;
               sock your tits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               You really do have a problem, Jeanie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Me? I have a problem?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               Somebody who threatens to sock people's&lt;br /&gt;
               tits has a problem.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Alright. How about if I sock your&lt;br /&gt;
               face?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's friend gets up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;
               Take a walk, Jeanie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Her friend exits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (yells after her)&lt;br /&gt;
               If it means anything to you, I&lt;br /&gt;
               have my period! MY BODY'S RIDDING&lt;br /&gt;
               ITSELF OF OLD EGGS, GODDAMN IT!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She snarls and slumps against the lockers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               He's gone. He's over. He's monkey meat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
123  INT. MEN'S ROOM. CHEZ PAUL                                  123&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is standing at the urinal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               She's a person who views life as&lt;br /&gt;
               an ordeal that must be endured. Her&lt;br /&gt;
               body is a transport vehicle for her&lt;br /&gt;
               anger. I don't know where she gets&lt;br /&gt;
               this shit. Basically, the family's&lt;br /&gt;
               pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He looks down at the urinal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I wonder if everybody shoots at&lt;br /&gt;
               cigarette butts in urinals? Probably&lt;br /&gt;
               not many women.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (continues)&lt;br /&gt;
               I used to think that my family was&lt;br /&gt;
               the only one that had weirdness&lt;br /&gt;
               in it. It used to worry me. Then I&lt;br /&gt;
               met Cameron and I saw how his&lt;br /&gt;
               family functioned.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He zips this trousers and steps away from the urinal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron's home life is really shit.&lt;br /&gt;
               He wasn't lying. That's why he's sick&lt;br /&gt;
               all the time. It really upsets him.&lt;br /&gt;
               What he said about his parents hating&lt;br /&gt;
               each other? I refuse to sleep over at&lt;br /&gt;
               his house. His parents fight all the&lt;br /&gt;
               time. Even when I'm there. Is there&lt;br /&gt;
               anything worse than being at somebody's&lt;br /&gt;
               house when their parents are fighting?&lt;br /&gt;
               It's the absolute height of social&lt;br /&gt;
               discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He checks his hair in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               When they go after each other, Cameron&lt;br /&gt;
               tightens up. It's scary. He gets so&lt;br /&gt;
               wadded-up, you couldn't pry his buns&lt;br /&gt;
               apart with a crowbar. The thing with&lt;br /&gt;
               taking his old man's car? It's good&lt;br /&gt;
               for him. It teaches him to deal with&lt;br /&gt;
               his fear. Plus, and I must&lt;br /&gt;
               be honest here, I love driving it.&lt;br /&gt;
               I highly recommend picking one up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He exists the men's room. We hold a beat. A toilet flushes.&lt;br /&gt;
     Another beat and Tom walks out of the stall. He crosses to&lt;br /&gt;
     the sink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
124  INT. RESTAURANT                                             124&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron and Sloane have been served their lunches. They're&lt;br /&gt;
     staring at the plates.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               What is it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't know. But it looks like&lt;br /&gt;
               it's already been eaten and digested.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I knew it was a mistake letting&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris order for us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris slides over to the table and drops into his seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron looks at Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               What is this shit?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You got me. I don't speak French.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He puts his napkin in his lap and smells his plate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I think it's a land-based beefoid&lt;br /&gt;
               creature.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He takes a bite. He savors the taste.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Splendid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Really?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Superb.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron and Sloane try theirs. They chew tentatively.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Good?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane and Cameron shrug. It's not bad. A WAITER passes.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris stops him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Yo, Clouseau!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The waiter stops and looks at Ferris indignantly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I have a growth on my brain that&lt;br /&gt;
               causes memory lapses. Could you&lt;br /&gt;
               tell me what we ordered here?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The waiter glances at the plates.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              WAITER&lt;br /&gt;
               Sweetbreads.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Uh, huh. And what might that be?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              WAITER&lt;br /&gt;
               Pancreas.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               As in the gland that has important&lt;br /&gt;
               functions in digestion and metabolism?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE AND CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They stop chewing. They're holding their sweetbreads in their&lt;br /&gt;
     mouths.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He continues his questioning.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               ...That secretes a thick, colorless fluid&lt;br /&gt;
               containing digestive enzymes? The home&lt;br /&gt;
               of the world famous isles of Langerhans?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. WAITER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He nods broadly, knowing that he's spoiling the kids' meal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE AND CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They look at each other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He pats his mouth with his napkin. He looks to Cameron and&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane. He raises a finger, holds it a beat and gives a cue.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. WAITER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns away as Sloane and Cameron spit out their food.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He watches Sloane and Cameron then glances at the waiter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Check, please!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
125  EXT. RESTAURANT                                             125&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom and his two GUESTS are standing at the curb, talking. A&lt;br /&gt;
     cab is waiting. The door's open. In the B.G. Ferris, Sloane&lt;br /&gt;
     and Cameron come out of the restaurant. They approach the&lt;br /&gt;
     cab. Tom's back it to Ferris. Ferris stops cold.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     FERRIS, SLOANE, CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They turns on cue at Tom, now in the B.G., turns toward the&lt;br /&gt;
     restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               40,000 restaurants in the downtown&lt;br /&gt;
               area and I pick the one my father&lt;br /&gt;
               goes to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               We're gonna get nabbed, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               No way, Cameron. Only the meek&lt;br /&gt;
               get nabbed. The bold survive.&lt;br /&gt;
               Let's go.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns to the cab. Sloane and Cameron turn slowly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. CAB&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom and his party are still jawing at curbside. Ferris,&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane and Cameron slowly approach the cab. Behind the backs&lt;br /&gt;
     of the men, Ferris scoots Sloane into the cab. Cameron&lt;br /&gt;
     dashes in. The Ferris hops the cab.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. CAB&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris slams the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAB DOOR HANDLE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A man's hand reaches for the handle as the cab pulls away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. RESTAURANT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom and his guests watch in bewilderment at their cab takes&lt;br /&gt;
     off. MUSIC COMES UP.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
126  EXT. MUSEUM OR SCIENCE AND INDUSTRY                         126&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The grand old Chicago museum.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
127  INT. MUSEUM. OVERHEAD SHOT                                  127&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The main gallery is crowded with school kids.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. MUSEUM. FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A class of kids walking along holding hands. Among the&lt;br /&gt;
     second graders are Ferris, Sloane and Cameron, holding hands&lt;br /&gt;
     looking like giant grade schoolers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. MUSEUM. DISPLAY CASE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Baby chicks are hatching in a huge, round incubator. Sloane,&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Cameron are intently watching the process.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. MUSEUM. COAL MINE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane, Ferris and Cameron ride in the coal train in the&lt;br /&gt;
     coal mine replica. Ferris and Sloane are making out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. MUSEUM. INDUSTRIAL DISPLAY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane operates a metal press to produce a tin ashtray.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. MUSEUM. HEART REPLICA&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A giant, walk-thru replica of a human heart. Ferris staggers&lt;br /&gt;
     out of it, clutching his heart, feigning a massive heart&lt;br /&gt;
     attack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. GERMAN U-BOAT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is examining the controls of the captured U-Boat. He&lt;br /&gt;
     checks to see if he's being watched then he presses a button&lt;br /&gt;
     and pulls a lever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. PROPELLER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     For the first time in forty years, the screw turns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. HUMAN FETUS IN A BOTTLE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The famous stages of life display which features bottled&lt;br /&gt;
     fetuses. The ninth month. A tiny human being in a jar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE, FERRIS, CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane wants to cry. Cameron's stomach is in his throat.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is lost in thought. The MUSIC ENDS.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (remorsefully)&lt;br /&gt;
               I wonder if he has a name?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (blank)&lt;br /&gt;
               Ninth Month.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
128  EXT. CHICAGO RIVER. LONG, HIGH SHOT                        128&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     From the Merchandise Mart, looking down the fetid, green&lt;br /&gt;
     swath of water. A boat is rolling up the man-made canyon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Are you guys worried about nuclear war?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron, it's a beautiful day, we've&lt;br /&gt;
               won our freedom, we're traveling down&lt;br /&gt;
               one of American's most scenic polluted&lt;br /&gt;
               waterways and you have to bring up&lt;br /&gt;
               nuclear war?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               It is kind of raggy subject, Cam.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Regardless. It's with us every day.&lt;br /&gt;
               The possiblity of global destruction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Don't you think it's an issue because&lt;br /&gt;
               people need something to worry about?&lt;br /&gt;
               They have to like, have some major&lt;br /&gt;
               problem that puts all their little&lt;br /&gt;
               bullshit into some kind of persepective?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               They used to have Viet Nam. They&lt;br /&gt;
               used to have the oil crisis stuff&lt;br /&gt;
               and Iran. That's over and people&lt;br /&gt;
               have to have their big issue. It's&lt;br /&gt;
               not like somebody came up with the&lt;br /&gt;
               nuclear holocaust yesterday at&lt;br /&gt;
               noon, you know.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               To answer your question...No, I'm not&lt;br /&gt;
               worried about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               We don't know when the bombs going&lt;br /&gt;
               off. We do know, however, that college&lt;br /&gt;
               starts in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
                          (dramatic, deadly serious)&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you know what a nuclear winter is?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Long beat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah. Everybody's dead, it's real&lt;br /&gt;
               cold and the skiing's for shit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The boat makes the turn in the river and CLEARS FRAME.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. BOAT DOCK&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The three are sitting on the aft deck of the tour boat.&lt;br /&gt;
     Their feet are up on the railing. Very casual, very relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;
     Discussing the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               My step-father's always going off about&lt;br /&gt;
               how when he was young he was committed to&lt;br /&gt;
               all these causes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               He's full of shit. All the old hippies&lt;br /&gt;
               are full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               He says I don't care about things like&lt;br /&gt;
               he did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               What's he care about now?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Baldness, fatty meats and money.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               What's spooky is they still control&lt;br /&gt;
               everything. They took over when they&lt;br /&gt;
               were young and they never gave it up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               One of the most frightening experiences&lt;br /&gt;
               of my young life has been observing&lt;br /&gt;
               my parents and our neighbors playing&lt;br /&gt;
               the Baby Boom Edition of Trivial Pursuits.&lt;br /&gt;
               It's chilling to see people crazed with&lt;br /&gt;
               the minutia of their past.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It's human nature to like what you had&lt;br /&gt;
               better than what you have.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Agreed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A loud speaker on the boat identifies a point of interest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              LOUDSPEAKER&lt;br /&gt;
               TO YOUR LEFT IT THE WORLD'S TALLEST&lt;br /&gt;
               BUILDING...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The three look to the left.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              LOUDSPEAKER, FERRIS,&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE, CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               The Sears Tower.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               You know, this is all very interesting&lt;br /&gt;
               but I'm starving.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               An hour ago you wanted to yack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I feel better now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Lean over and grab a fish.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron looks over the side of the boat. An obtuse thought&lt;br /&gt;
     flashes through Sloane's brain.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What comes after a nuclear winter?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Nuclear spring.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
129  EXT. SCHOOL                                                 129&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Meanwhile...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
130  INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE THE DEAN'S OFFICE                      130&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie is having a small moral debate with herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               It's reprehensible to squeal on&lt;br /&gt;
               your own flesh and blood...but it's&lt;br /&gt;
               for his own good. His cavalier&lt;br /&gt;
               attitude will get him into trouble&lt;br /&gt;
               later in life...and it'll continue&lt;br /&gt;
               to piss me off and I'll get so&lt;br /&gt;
               wadded-up that it'll cause cervex cancer&lt;br /&gt;
               and he'll ruin my life. Screw him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She slips into the Dean's outer office.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
131  INT. DEAN'S OUTER OFFICE                                    131&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's secretary is behind her desk. Jeanie walks in. The&lt;br /&gt;
     secretary looks up and greets her with a weary smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               Hello, Jeanie. Who's bothering&lt;br /&gt;
               you now?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie scowls at her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Is Dean Rooney in?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry, he's out. Can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (condescending)&lt;br /&gt;
               I seriously doubt it. When's he back?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SECRETARY&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't know. He left the grounds&lt;br /&gt;
               on personal business.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
132  EXT. STREET. CU. CURB                                       132&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A car tire rolls into FRAME and stops. Slide across to the&lt;br /&gt;
     sidewalk. Rooney's dress shoe steps out onto the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;
     Move up to reveal Rooney standing at the door of his&lt;br /&gt;
     bile-green LeBaron. Rooney peels off his shades and looks&lt;br /&gt;
     around like he's Dirty Harry. In his mind he is Dirty Harry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FIRE HYDRANT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's dres shoe on the hydrant. He ties his lace and&lt;br /&gt;
     pulls up his sock.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney straightens his tie and jacket and slips into a rowdy&lt;br /&gt;
     hot dog joint.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
133  INT. HOT DOG STAND                                          133&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's jammed with construction workers, secretaries, suburban&lt;br /&gt;
     businessmen. It's loud and confusing. Rooney pushes his way&lt;br /&gt;
     in and scopes the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A young person is playing a video game in a far corner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He suspects it's Ferris. It look sort of like Ferris. He&lt;br /&gt;
     smiles and cuts into the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. THE BACK OF THE VIDEO PLAYER'S HEAD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     MOVE IN on the player.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY (OC)&lt;br /&gt;
               I've been waiting a long time&lt;br /&gt;
               for this.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The player looks up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY (OC)&lt;br /&gt;
               Your ass is mine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The player turns around. It's a GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The blood evacuates his face. He stares at the girl.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She stares at him. She picks up her Coke. She puts the straw&lt;br /&gt;
     to her lips and sucks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's still staring. He can't think of anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Holding the straw in the mouth, she draws it out of the cup.&lt;br /&gt;
     She raises it, pointing it directly in Rooney's face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He squints&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She blows a strawful of Coke in Rooney's face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. NAPKIN HOLDER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A hand yanks a napkin hold.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. HOT DOG STAND. SERVICE COUNTER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney wipes his face. Behind him is the kitchen and a&lt;br /&gt;
     grease-covered TV set broadcasting a Cubs baseball game.&lt;br /&gt;
     There's a long foul ball. The TV camera follows the ball&lt;br /&gt;
     into the stands. A kid makes a stab at the ball. Rooney&lt;br /&gt;
     wipes his suit off. The TV camera zooms in on the boy&lt;br /&gt;
     triumphantly holding the foul ball aloft. It's Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
     He does a little celebration dance. Rooney wads up the&lt;br /&gt;
     napkin and tosses it in a trashbin. The TV camera returns to&lt;br /&gt;
     the game. Rooney glances at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               What's the score?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              HOT DOG MAN&lt;br /&gt;
               Zero to zero.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Who's winning?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              HOT DOG MAN&lt;br /&gt;
               Cubs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney nods and exits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
134  EXT. WRIGLEY FIELD. STANDS                                  134&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris sits down with the baseball. He shakes his stinging&lt;br /&gt;
     paw. On either side of him are Cameron and Sloane. Cameron's&lt;br /&gt;
     scarfing nachos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I think I broke my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Can we leave now?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You want to leave? We just got here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               You got a call, you broke your thumb,&lt;br /&gt;
               what's left to do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron offers his nachos to Sloane. She looks at them with&lt;br /&gt;
     disgust.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               No wonder you're always sick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris leans back, puts his hands behind his head and turns&lt;br /&gt;
     his face to the bright sun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you realize that if I played by&lt;br /&gt;
               the rules, right now I'd be in gym?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
135  EXT. HIGH SCHOOL. PLAYING FIELD                             135&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A boy's gym class is doing laps. A blue Fiat pulls into the&lt;br /&gt;
     shot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
136  INT. FIAT                                                   136&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's at the wheel. She sneaks a glance at the school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               I can't believe my brother's making&lt;br /&gt;
               me put myself in a position where I&lt;br /&gt;
               could get expelled. Selfish little&lt;br /&gt;
               moron.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris? You're overshadowed&lt;br /&gt;
               me long enough. I'm gonna get&lt;br /&gt;
               you, buddy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She puts the car in gear and drives out of the shot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
137  EXT. STATE STREET                                           137&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A parade is underway. Floats and politicians. Marching&lt;br /&gt;
     bands, drum and bugle corps, soldiers, school kids. Figure&lt;br /&gt;
     skating club in outfits and skates performing their routines&lt;br /&gt;
     on pavement. It's GERMAN-AMERICAN APPRECIATION DAY.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STATE STREET. FLOAT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Riding atop on a float is Ferris. He's waving to the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;
     He and half a dozen homely German-American Beauty Queens.&lt;br /&gt;
     He's leading the girls in singing, &amp;quot;DANKE SHOEN&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STATE STREET. SLOANE AND CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They're watching Ferris go by. They wave to him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I love him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It's hard not to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron breaks a smile. As worried as he is about the day&lt;br /&gt;
     and getting caught, he has to admire Ferris for his lack of&lt;br /&gt;
     inhabitions. Cameron mumbles a few words.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Stop...water...want...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you believe in reincarnation?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Huh?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you believe that you lived before?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               DO you ever wonder what you were?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't have to wonder. I know.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane looks at him with amazement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I was a tractor tire.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STATE STREET. FLOAT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is on his knees, reaching down from the float,&lt;br /&gt;
     shaking hands with people in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Guten tag, dude!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STATE STREET&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane and Cameron continue their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               What were you in a previous life?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm not sure but I think I know&lt;br /&gt;
               who Ferris was.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Hannibal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               From the A-Team?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               No. The guy who rode the elephants&lt;br /&gt;
               into Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane laughs at herself. They step out of the crowd and&lt;br /&gt;
     head down the street in the direction the parade's heading.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I think if he was anybody, he&lt;br /&gt;
               was Magellan. You know, the guy&lt;br /&gt;
               who went around the world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I could see him ignoring popular&lt;br /&gt;
               belief and taking off on some&lt;br /&gt;
               impossible mission.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah. As long as I've known him,&lt;br /&gt;
               everything works for him. There's&lt;br /&gt;
               nothing he can't handle. I can't&lt;br /&gt;
               handle anything. School, parents,&lt;br /&gt;
               the future. Ferris can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STATE STREET. FLOAT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is playing &amp;quot;TWIST AND SHOUT&amp;quot; on the accordian. The&lt;br /&gt;
     girls on the float are singing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               WELL, SHAKE IT UP, BABY, NOW!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;
               SHAKE IT UP, BABY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               TWIST AND SHOUT!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;
               TWIST AND SHOUT!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               COME ON, COME ON, COME ON, BABY ON!&lt;br /&gt;
               COME ON AND WORK IT ON OUT!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;
               WORK IT ON OUT!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. SLOANE AND CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They continue their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               The future's worse for a boy, isn't&lt;br /&gt;
               it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron doesn't understand what she means.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               A girl can always bail out and&lt;br /&gt;
               have a baby and get some guy&lt;br /&gt;
               to support her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               That's a pretty grim thought.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               True, but it's an option. No options&lt;br /&gt;
               is worse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't know what I'm gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               College.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah, but to do what?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What are you interested in?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Me either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They walk on for a few beats. We HEAR &amp;quot;TWIST AND SHOUT&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
     GROWING LOUDER AND LOUDER. The sons is taking over all the&lt;br /&gt;
     other tunes in the band. It's infecting the entire parade.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               What do you think Ferris is gonna&lt;br /&gt;
               do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STATE STREET. MARCHING BAND&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They're playing TWIST AND SHOUT.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. MOUNTED POLICE OFFICER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's singing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              POLICE OFFICER&lt;br /&gt;
               YOU KNOW YOU LOOK SO GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. PUNKS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A band of PUNKS are dancing on the roof of a news kiosk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              PUNKS&lt;br /&gt;
               LOOK SO GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET MOTHER AND HER CHILDREN&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A WOMAN and her two TODDLERS sing along.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;
               YOU KNOW YOU LOOK SO FINE!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODDLERS&lt;br /&gt;
               LOOK SO FINE!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. BLACK TEENAGER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's wearing a shower cap and a maroon overcoat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TEENAGER&lt;br /&gt;
               COME ON AND TWIST A LITTLE CLOSER!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. OLD NEWSPAPER SELLER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He singing along.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              NEWSPAPER SELLER&lt;br /&gt;
               TWIST A LITTLE CLOSER!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. CHOIR GROUP&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They're marching down the parade. They're singing in their&lt;br /&gt;
     angleic voices.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CHOIR&lt;br /&gt;
               AND LET ME KNOW THAT YOU'RE MINE!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. STREET CLEANERS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     With their brooms ready...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              STREET CLEANERS&lt;br /&gt;
               KNOW THAT YOU'RE MINE!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. DECK&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The entire parade is singing and playing &amp;quot;TWIST AND SHOUT&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. VIEWING STAND&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The POLITICIANS and their WIVES stand up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              POLITICIANS AND WIVES&lt;br /&gt;
               AH!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. VIEWING STAND&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The CLERGYMEN stand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CLERGYMEN&lt;br /&gt;
               AH!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. VETERANS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Marching in formation and in WWII uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              VETERANS&lt;br /&gt;
               AH!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. FLOAT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris leads the Beauty Queens in the rousing finale.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               AH!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREET. WIDE AND HIGH&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The entire parade is at frenzy pitch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              PARADE&lt;br /&gt;
               AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The SOUND OF THE VOICES blends with the SOUND OF A RED-LINED&lt;br /&gt;
     HIGH PERFORMANCE ENGINE.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
138  EXT. CALUMET CITY                                           138&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Port of Chicago. Grim, gritty waterfront. Suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's father's car flies OVER CAMERA. Like the opening&lt;br /&gt;
     shot in Star Wars. The Starship Ferrari. SLO-MO.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRARI UNDER-CARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It travels past to reveal a beautiful blue sky. SLO-MO.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. PARKING ATTENDANT&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His eyes are wide with exhilaration. Mouth open, tongue out.&lt;br /&gt;
     Maniac at the wheel. SLO-MO.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. RASTAMAN&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His eyes are closed. Big smile. SLO-MO,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. STREETS. KIDS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They're looking up in the air, following the car as it flies&lt;br /&gt;
     over them. Broad, excited smiles. The car's shadow passes&lt;br /&gt;
     over them. SLO-MO.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
139  CU. CAR GRILLE                                              139&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It fills the frame and stops. We MOVE UP to reveal Rooney&lt;br /&gt;
     behind the wheel of his car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. FERRIS' HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney gets out of his car. He looks at the house, looks up&lt;br /&gt;
     and down the street, then crosses to Ferris' house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
140  INT. HOUSE. FOYER                                           140&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's at the front door. We see him peek in a window at&lt;br /&gt;
     the top of the door. The doorbell rings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
141  INT. HOUSE. FERRIS' ROOM. COMPUTER                          141&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It acknowledges the doorbell.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CASSETTE PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It clicks on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
142  EXT. HOUSE. FRONT PORCH                                     142&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The house intercom activates. We HEAR FERRIS' VOICE.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Who is it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney presses the intercom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               This is Ed Rooney, Ferris. I'd&lt;br /&gt;
               like to have a word with you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry I can't come to the door&lt;br /&gt;
               right now. I'm very ill and I'm&lt;br /&gt;
               afraid that in my weakened condition,&lt;br /&gt;
               I could take a nasty spill down the&lt;br /&gt;
               stairs and subject myself to further&lt;br /&gt;
               school absenses.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     There's a pause. Rooney presses the intercom again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               B.S. Come down here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               You can reach my parents at their&lt;br /&gt;
               places of business. Thank you for&lt;br /&gt;
               stopping by. I appreciate your concern&lt;br /&gt;
               for my well-being. It will be remembered&lt;br /&gt;
               long after this illness has past.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His voice clicks off. Rooney presses the intercom again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm not leaving until you come&lt;br /&gt;
               down and talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney presses the intercom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm not leaving, Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     There's no response. Rooney rings the doorbell again. The&lt;br /&gt;
     pre-recorded litany starts over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Who is it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney doesn't realize that he's listening to a recording.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Don't get smart with me Ferris!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry I can't come to the door&lt;br /&gt;
               right now. I'm very ill and I'm&lt;br /&gt;
               afraid that in my weakened condition...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney leans back from the door. He can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;
     what's going on. But's it's highly suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
143  INT. HOUSE. LIVING ROOM                                     143&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney steps through the hedges and peeks in the windows. We&lt;br /&gt;
     HEAR FERRIS' VOICE inside.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               You may reach my parents at their&lt;br /&gt;
               places of business.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
144  INT. HOUSE. KITCHEN                                         144&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney tries to peak in the kitchen window.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I appreciate your conern for my&lt;br /&gt;
               well-being. It will be remembered&lt;br /&gt;
               long after...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
145  EXT. HOUSE. BACKDOOR                                        145&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A black rubber doggie door. The type that allows a dog to&lt;br /&gt;
     come and go as it pleases. Rooney is crouched down. He lifts&lt;br /&gt;
     the doggie door and peeks in the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Along the kitchen floor. Through the kitchen, into the&lt;br /&gt;
     dining room. We hear a LARGE DOG GROWL.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's peaking through the door. He hears the dog. His face&lt;br /&gt;
     freezes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. HOUSE. DOGGIE DOOR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A Rottweiler bursts through the doggie door in a fury of&lt;br /&gt;
     gnashing teeth and foam.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
146  CU. LARGE BREASTS                                           146&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tassled pasties twirl like airplane propellers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON, FERRIS AND SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They're sitting in a booth in the garish, nearly deserted&lt;br /&gt;
     strip joint. Cameron's mouth is open in amazement. Sloane is&lt;br /&gt;
     embarrassed and revolted.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               How does she do that? One goes&lt;br /&gt;
               one way, one goes the other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               She's probably schizophrenic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris, this is nauseating me.&lt;br /&gt;
               Really. I'm losing respect for&lt;br /&gt;
               you by the bucket.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You don't think it's amazing that&lt;br /&gt;
               we got in?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Who wants to get in?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron looks like a toddler, for&lt;br /&gt;
               Christ's sake. I'm talking about&lt;br /&gt;
               a major achievement in false&lt;br /&gt;
               identification.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm not interested in watching&lt;br /&gt;
               someone jiggle their mammary glands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Point well taken. But consider why&lt;br /&gt;
               she does it. Why she does it and&lt;br /&gt;
               you don't.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm not a tramp.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Maybe her life fell apart. Maybe she&lt;br /&gt;
               lost somebody. A lover. A boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;
               A parent. A child...&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to CAMERA)&lt;br /&gt;
               This kind of thing makes me a little&lt;br /&gt;
               depressed. You may think because I'm&lt;br /&gt;
               the age I am that I'm a sex maniac.&lt;br /&gt;
               That sex is all I think about.&lt;br /&gt;
               But that's not true. I'm a romantic.&lt;br /&gt;
               I think alot of people my age are.&lt;br /&gt;
               We think about love and matters of&lt;br /&gt;
               the heart. And SAT scores and acne&lt;br /&gt;
               aside, we worry about lonliness. It's&lt;br /&gt;
               a terrible thing. And we feel it. I&lt;br /&gt;
               feel it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He flips his collar up, curls his lip and affects an Elvis&lt;br /&gt;
     impression. A sappy, do-wop track FADES UP. The club lights&lt;br /&gt;
     go down. Cameron and Sloane disappear into darkness. Ferris&lt;br /&gt;
     stands up from the booth. He strolls slowly through the&lt;br /&gt;
     empty club as the stripper bumps and grinds in a pool of&lt;br /&gt;
     blue light.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You know, someone said the world's a&lt;br /&gt;
               stage and each must play a part.&lt;br /&gt;
               Fate had me playing in love, with you&lt;br /&gt;
               as my sweetheart. Act one was when we&lt;br /&gt;
               met. I loved you at first glance. You&lt;br /&gt;
               read your lines so cleverly and never&lt;br /&gt;
               missed a cue. Then came act two. You&lt;br /&gt;
               seemed to change. You acted strange.&lt;br /&gt;
               And why, I've never known.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He climbs up on the little runway. The stripper disappears&lt;br /&gt;
     in darkness as Ferris takes over the spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Honey, you lies when you said you&lt;br /&gt;
               loved me and I had no cause to&lt;br /&gt;
               doubt you. But I'd rather go on&lt;br /&gt;
               hearing your lies than to go on&lt;br /&gt;
               living without you. Now, the stage&lt;br /&gt;
               is bare and I'm standing there with&lt;br /&gt;
               emptiness all around and if you won't&lt;br /&gt;
               come back to me, then they can bring&lt;br /&gt;
               the curtain down...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Elvis fades up. The orignal recording. Ferris lip synchs&lt;br /&gt;
     with the big, dramatic florish that was the King's trademark&lt;br /&gt;
     ballad sign-off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ELVIS&lt;br /&gt;
               IS YOUR HEART FILLED WITH PAIN?&lt;br /&gt;
               SHALL I COME BACK AGAIN?&lt;br /&gt;
               TELL ME DEAR, ARE YOU LONESOME TONIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris drops his head. Like the King would.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
147  EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET. CAMERON'S CAR                         147&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's father is looking at the car. He's studying it. It&lt;br /&gt;
     looks terribly familiar. He leans into the open car and&lt;br /&gt;
     reaches for the glovebox to see if the contents will confirm&lt;br /&gt;
     if it's his. He freezes. He looks up slowly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Attendant and the Rastaman are glowering at him. They're&lt;br /&gt;
     holding bags of fried chicken.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ATTENDANT&lt;br /&gt;
               You looking for something in my&lt;br /&gt;
               car?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON'S FATHER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He shakes his head, no.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON'S FATHER&lt;br /&gt;
               No.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
148  EXT. FERRIS' TOWN. JEANIE                                   148&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's standing at her car. She's staring incredulously&lt;br /&gt;
     into the distance. Her mouth's open. She's shaking her head&lt;br /&gt;
     slowly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HER POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Spray-painted on the town water tower in gigantic black&lt;br /&gt;
     letters -- SAVE FERRIS BUELLER.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She's furious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm gonna microwave his nuts...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
149  EXT. MICHIGAN AVENUE                                        149&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Afternoon traffic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
150  INT. TAXI CAB                                               150&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris, Sloane and Cameron in the backseat of a checker.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is on one window, Cameron on the other. Sloane's in&lt;br /&gt;
     the middle. Ferris is talking to the DRIVER.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               So...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He leans forward and reads the driver's name off the city&lt;br /&gt;
     license.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               So, Yuri, how long have you been&lt;br /&gt;
               in America?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DRIVER&lt;br /&gt;
               One year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               What's your overall impression?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DRIVER&lt;br /&gt;
               It's very good here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Better than Russia?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DRIVER&lt;br /&gt;
               Much better here than in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Clearly you've never been to an&lt;br /&gt;
               American high school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris sits back. He puts his arm around Sloane.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It's getting late, Ferris. I have&lt;br /&gt;
               to get the car home. I know you&lt;br /&gt;
               don't care, but it means my ass.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You think I don't care?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I know you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               That hurts, Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Jump back, Ferris, Cameron's been&lt;br /&gt;
               a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron, what'd you see today?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron looks at him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You saw four states, a submarine,&lt;br /&gt;
               a giant heart, seventy five dollars&lt;br /&gt;
               worth of cooked pancreas, two of the&lt;br /&gt;
               most incredible breasts ever to come&lt;br /&gt;
               out of modern plastics, major&lt;br /&gt;
               league baseball and...&lt;br /&gt;
                          (quizical look)&lt;br /&gt;
               Are you gonna chuck your nachos?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's staring past Ferris. He's frozen. Ferris realizes&lt;br /&gt;
     he's looking at something out the window. He turns. He&lt;br /&gt;
     freezes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     In the gridlock traffic, their cab is squeezed tight&lt;br /&gt;
     alongside another cab. In that cab is Tom. He's about a foot&lt;br /&gt;
     from Ferris. He turns and looks right into CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     TOM'S POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris' frozen face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     FERRIS' POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom glances back at his paper. He pauses. Looks up. Thinks.&lt;br /&gt;
     Turns back to CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     TOM'S POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane is sitting where Ferris was. She's wearing&lt;br /&gt;
     sunglasses, looking bored. She turns and glances out the&lt;br /&gt;
     window. Fakes a yawn.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HER POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom stares at her. He's baffled. He looks away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. CAB. FLOOR.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron and Ferris are on the floor. On their asses, with&lt;br /&gt;
     their backs to the back of the front seat, feet up on the&lt;br /&gt;
     seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Sloane)&lt;br /&gt;
               What's he doing?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (revolted)&lt;br /&gt;
               He's looking at me and he's licking&lt;br /&gt;
               the glass and making obscene gestures&lt;br /&gt;
               with his hands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               What?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane bursts out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Roast!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She licks her finger and touches Ferris knee. She makes a&lt;br /&gt;
     sizzling sound. She collapes on the seat in hysterics.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. TOM'S CAB&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom's looking into Ferris' cab.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane's bouncing up and down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TOM&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He can't quite figure out what's going on. He turns and&lt;br /&gt;
     slowly raises his newspaper over his face. We see on the&lt;br /&gt;
     back of the paper a small story with the headline: COMMUNITY&lt;br /&gt;
     RALLIES AROUND SICK YOUTH.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
151  EXT. FERRIS' HOUSE. BACKYARD. DOG                           151&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Rottweiler's chewing on a shoe. Tearing it apart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. BACKYARD. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's standing outside the fence. He's missing a shoe. His&lt;br /&gt;
     suit pants are torn from the crotch to the knee. His suit&lt;br /&gt;
     coat pocket is torn off. His hair's messed and there're&lt;br /&gt;
     grass-stains on his knees and elbows. He's looking in at the&lt;br /&gt;
     dog.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               That's a $28.00 dress shoe, you&lt;br /&gt;
               worthless mutt!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Rottweiler leaps at CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
152  EXT. CITY STREET                                            152&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is leading the way down Michigan Avenue. He's&lt;br /&gt;
     hustling through the crowd. He has Sloane by the hand. She's&lt;br /&gt;
     jogging to keep up. Cameron's a few steps behind. He keeps&lt;br /&gt;
     bumping into people. Ferris and Sloane make the turn at&lt;br /&gt;
     Wacker Driver and disappear into the Stone Container&lt;br /&gt;
     Building. Cameron follows, mumbling again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Money...tits...please...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
153  EXT. HOUSE. FRONT                                           153&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A florist truck pulls up in front of the house. A DELIVERY&lt;br /&gt;
     MAN gets out iwth a huge floral arrangement. He heads up to&lt;br /&gt;
     the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
154  EXT. HOUSE. PORCH                                           154&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's sitting on the porch patting a bloody knee with his&lt;br /&gt;
     handkerchief. The delivery man hops up on the steps. Rooney&lt;br /&gt;
     looks up at him. He greets Rooney cheerily.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DELIVERY MAN&lt;br /&gt;
               Howdy!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He presses the doorbell. A beat and we hear Ferris'&lt;br /&gt;
     recording.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Who is it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Deliver Man presses the intercom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DELIVERY MAN&lt;br /&gt;
               Focus on Flowers. I have a delivery.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry but I can't come to the&lt;br /&gt;
               door right now. I'm very ill and I'm&lt;br /&gt;
               afraid...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
               ROONEY                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
     It's a recording, asshole.        ...that in my weakened&lt;br /&gt;
                                       condition, I could take a&lt;br /&gt;
               DELIVERY MAN            nasty spill and subject&lt;br /&gt;
     What's your problem?              myself to further school&lt;br /&gt;
                                       absenses...&lt;br /&gt;
               ROONEY                        (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
     He's one of my students.          You can reach my parents&lt;br /&gt;
                                       at their places of&lt;br /&gt;
               DELIVERY MAN            business. Thank you for&lt;br /&gt;
     Little bugger's dying.            stopping by. I appreciate&lt;br /&gt;
                                       your concern for my well-&lt;br /&gt;
               ROONEY                  being. It will be&lt;br /&gt;
     What?                             remembered long after&lt;br /&gt;
                                       this illness has passed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                          DELIVERY MAN&lt;br /&gt;
               As I heard it from our mailman&lt;br /&gt;
               he was supposedly born with only&lt;br /&gt;
               half a kidney.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DELIVERY MAN&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to the intercom)&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (continues)&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't know the details. But my&lt;br /&gt;
               boss had to send to Milwaukee to&lt;br /&gt;
               get more orchids. He's very&lt;br /&gt;
               popular.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney is flabbergasted.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DELIVERY MAN&lt;br /&gt;
               Nobody's home here?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               No.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DELIVERY MAN&lt;br /&gt;
               You gonna be around for awhile?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I imagine so.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DELIVERY MAN&lt;br /&gt;
               You wanna keep an eye on these?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney looks at the flowers. Then he looks at the Delivery&lt;br /&gt;
     Man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DELIVERY MAN&lt;br /&gt;
                          (happy sigh)&lt;br /&gt;
               It really touches me that so many people&lt;br /&gt;
               are rallying behind this guy. I guess&lt;br /&gt;
               there's hope for the human race afterall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He hands the arrangement to Rooney.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DELIVERY MAN&lt;br /&gt;
               Gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He bounds off the porch and trots to the truck. Rooney looks&lt;br /&gt;
     incredulously at the arrangement. He opens the attached&lt;br /&gt;
     card.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
                          (defeated)&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, Christ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CARD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's signed:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
               ALL OUR BEST FOR A SPEEDY RECOVERY&lt;br /&gt;
               THE ENGLISH DEPT. FACULTY AND STAFF&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
155  INT. RADIO STATION STUDIO                                   155&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The number one afternoon FM rock'n roll D.J. is sitting&lt;br /&gt;
     behind his microphone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              D.J.&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't know who that was or&lt;br /&gt;
               what they were playing but I&lt;br /&gt;
               apologize for it nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               I have a guest with me today...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
156  INT. STUDIO. FERRIS                                         156&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He put his headphones on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
157  EXT. FERRIS' HOUSE                                          157&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's car pull in the driveway. We hear her car radio.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              D.J.&lt;br /&gt;
               His name is Ferris Mueller.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Bueller. Ferris Bueller.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. CAR. JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She goes into shock. Her eyes blink, her head cocks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              D.J.&lt;br /&gt;
               Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It's cool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie draws back and punches out her radio.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAR ANTENNA&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The impact of her blow to the radio shoots the antenna in&lt;br /&gt;
     the air.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
158  INT. STUDIO                                                 158&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris leans forward and adjusts the microphone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              D.J.&lt;br /&gt;
               He has an incredible story.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris turns to CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm going to tell a massive lie here.&lt;br /&gt;
               It's going to by very thick and very&lt;br /&gt;
               steamy. I think radio's a facinating&lt;br /&gt;
               medium, it challenges the imagination.&lt;br /&gt;
               Unlike television which provides the&lt;br /&gt;
               images, radio...&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               You know this. Anyway, it's always been&lt;br /&gt;
               a dream of mine to be on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;
               I have what I consider to be an excellent&lt;br /&gt;
               broadcast voice. I practise it in the&lt;br /&gt;
               bathroom all the time. I used to play&lt;br /&gt;
               records and do introductions to them.&lt;br /&gt;
               But I've never had the chance to sit&lt;br /&gt;
               behind a microphone and try it out&lt;br /&gt;
               for real. This is a 50,000 watt outlet.&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm going out to several million people&lt;br /&gt;
               so let me just say, I'm in a very pleasant&lt;br /&gt;
               groove right now.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (clears his voice,&lt;br /&gt;
                           speaks into the&lt;br /&gt;
                           mike, affects a&lt;br /&gt;
                           &amp;quot;radio&amp;quot; voice)&lt;br /&gt;
               Well, Steve, you and your listeners are&lt;br /&gt;
               probably not going to believe this but...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
159  INT. SCHOOL                                                 159&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A group of kids are sitting around a blaster.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               ...I'm the first Chicago area youth&lt;br /&gt;
               to be selected to participate in&lt;br /&gt;
               a space shuttle mission.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
160  INT. STUDIO                                                 160&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris turns from the mike to CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I was going to say I knew Springsteen's&lt;br /&gt;
               home phone number and I was going&lt;br /&gt;
               to give out the number of the New&lt;br /&gt;
               Jersey State Police but I thought I&lt;br /&gt;
               might get busted. After I got flunked&lt;br /&gt;
               in driver's ed for sideswiping a mail&lt;br /&gt;
               box, which was not in any way, shape&lt;br /&gt;
               or from my fault. I was putting out a&lt;br /&gt;
               cigarette, like I was told. It was weird.&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm so used to getting in a car and&lt;br /&gt;
               lighting up, because I'm not allowed to&lt;br /&gt;
               smoke at home, that I got in the driver's&lt;br /&gt;
               ed. car and spaced completely, pulled out&lt;br /&gt;
               of the lot, lit up a 'boro and Mrs. Heller&lt;br /&gt;
               looked at me like I'd just pulled a bunny&lt;br /&gt;
               out of my nose or something and I realized&lt;br /&gt;
               what the hell I was doing and I went to&lt;br /&gt;
               put it out and hit the mail box. Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;
               I was so pissed off at her reaction to&lt;br /&gt;
               the whole thing that I considered running&lt;br /&gt;
               an ad in a sleaze magazine for a school&lt;br /&gt;
               teacher that does phone sex and I was gonna&lt;br /&gt;
               use Mrs. Heller's home number but is cost&lt;br /&gt;
               too much. I took it again and passed. But&lt;br /&gt;
               I had to work at Burger King to get the&lt;br /&gt;
               cash to pay for the driver's ed. car. The&lt;br /&gt;
               car got fixed in auto shop for nothing and&lt;br /&gt;
               I think Rooney pocketed the cash. But I&lt;br /&gt;
               can't prove it? I'm in high school, remember?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns back to the DJ.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              D.J.&lt;br /&gt;
               How did you get picked for this.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It's kind of a long story but I've&lt;br /&gt;
               been doing alot of programming for&lt;br /&gt;
               NASA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
161  INT. SCHOOL. HALLWAY                                        161&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A even larger group of kids is listening to the blaster.&lt;br /&gt;
     They're cheering him on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
162  EXT. FERRIS' HOUSE. BACKYARD                                162&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Rottweiler is laying unconscious on the lawn. The flower&lt;br /&gt;
     arrangement is scattered all over the yard and the ceramic&lt;br /&gt;
     vase the flowers were in has obviously struck the dog. The&lt;br /&gt;
     broken pieces are all around the dog's head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. FERRIS HOUSE. BACKYARD. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's smiling with great satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Sleep tight, pooch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He hears something in the house. His head snaps around. He&lt;br /&gt;
     drops down and peek in the windows.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A glimpse of a fleeting figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His eyes dance in anticipation of revenge.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
163  INT. HOUSE. FERRIS' ROOM                                    163&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie kicks the door open. The yardstick flings the covers&lt;br /&gt;
     and the pillows beneath them in the air. She stomps in and&lt;br /&gt;
     turns off the snoring synthesizer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               I knew it!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She grabs the phone and sits down. She dials a number.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
164  EXT. HOUSE. FRONT                                           164&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney sneaks around the side of the house. He slinks up on&lt;br /&gt;
     the porch. The front door's open. He peeks in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
165  INT. FERRIS' ROOM                                           165&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Is Mrs. Bueller there? Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;
               This is her daughter. Do you know where&lt;br /&gt;
               she is? Do you know when she'll be back?&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you know anything?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She slams the phone down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               The worm has luck like clams&lt;br /&gt;
               have body odor...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She's startled by a noise downstairs. A smile spreads across&lt;br /&gt;
     her face. He's back and she's going to nail him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
166  INT. HOUSE. FOYER                                           166&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney sneaks into the house. He looks around the foyer and&lt;br /&gt;
     heads into the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
167  INT. HOUSE. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY                                167&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie tiptoes down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
168  INT. HOUSE. KITCHEN                                         168&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney sneaks through the kitchen into the den.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
169  INT. HOUSE. FOYER                                           169&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie comes down the stairs into the foyer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
170  INT. HOUSE. KITCHEN                                         170&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney comes out of the den, back into the kitchen. He&lt;br /&gt;
     crosses back toward the foyer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
171  INT. FOYER                                                  171&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie sneaks into the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
172  INT. KITCHEN                                                172&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie and Rooney come face-to-face. Jeanie squeals in&lt;br /&gt;
     horror. She doesn't recognize Rooney as himself but as an&lt;br /&gt;
     intruder. She drops into a karate stance and kicks Rooney in&lt;br /&gt;
     the face. He hits the deck. She flees back up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
173  INT. CAR                                                    173&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Boyd is sitting in the backseat of Joyce's car listening to&lt;br /&gt;
     the radio.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               My input on the Star Wars defense&lt;br /&gt;
               plan was pretty substantial so I&lt;br /&gt;
               guess this is their way of rewarding&lt;br /&gt;
               me. I'm pretty flattered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. CAR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce and her clients leave a show house and head toward the&lt;br /&gt;
     car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. CAR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Boyd looks out the window as his parents and Joyce appear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              D.J. VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Can you stay around and take a few&lt;br /&gt;
               phone calls?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'd really like to but I have a kidney&lt;br /&gt;
               operation in about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. CAR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce and her clients take one last look at the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               If you're willing to commit a&lt;br /&gt;
               little time and a little money&lt;br /&gt;
               to this place, you can really&lt;br /&gt;
               have something to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;
               Don't let the black living room&lt;br /&gt;
               throw you off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She opens the car door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. CAR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The door opens.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              D.J. VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I wish you the best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Thanks, Steve.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              D.J. VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               A very interesting guy, Ferris Bueller.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce gets in. The clients get in the other side. A song&lt;br /&gt;
     starts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to the kid)&lt;br /&gt;
               Well, Boyd, how are you bearing&lt;br /&gt;
               up?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The kid stares at her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Did I tell you I have a son&lt;br /&gt;
               your age?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOYD&lt;br /&gt;
               Twice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               His name is Ferris. I think you'd&lt;br /&gt;
               like him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Boyd sits up in the seat at the mention of Ferris' name.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOYD&lt;br /&gt;
               Is he going up in the space shuttle&lt;br /&gt;
               in September?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce looks around at Boyd. She gives him a curious look.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Not that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOYD&lt;br /&gt;
               I knew he was bullshitting.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              MOTHER&lt;br /&gt;
               Watch your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOYD&lt;br /&gt;
               How do you watch your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you know my son?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FATHER&lt;br /&gt;
               Don't pay any attention to him.&lt;br /&gt;
               He thinks it's cute to bait adults.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOYD&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't think it's cute. I think&lt;br /&gt;
               it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce give him a puzzled smile and starts the car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
174  INT. FERRIS' ROOM                                           174&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's on the phone. She's in a panic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               This is not a phoeny phone call. There's&lt;br /&gt;
               an intruder, male caucasian, possibly armed,&lt;br /&gt;
               certainly weird, in our kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (pause)&lt;br /&gt;
               My name is Bueller.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     There's another pause. Jeanie's face drops.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               It's real nice that you hope my&lt;br /&gt;
               brother's feeling better but I'm&lt;br /&gt;
               in danger, okay? I'm very cute,&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm very alone and I'm very&lt;br /&gt;
               protective of my body. I'd rather&lt;br /&gt;
               not have it violated or killed.&lt;br /&gt;
               I need help!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
175  INT. KITCHEN                                                175&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's plugging his bloody nose with paper towel. The&lt;br /&gt;
     intercom goes on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Excuse me. If whoever's in the house&lt;br /&gt;
               is still in the house, I'd like you&lt;br /&gt;
               to know that I have just called the police.&lt;br /&gt;
               If you have any brains whatsoever, you'll&lt;br /&gt;
               get your ass out of my house real quick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney stiffens with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE'S VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'd also like to add that I have&lt;br /&gt;
               my father's gun. And a scorching&lt;br /&gt;
               case of herpes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
176  EXT. STREET                                                 176&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's car is hooked to a tow truck. It's parked in front&lt;br /&gt;
     of a fire hydrant and the windshield is decorated with&lt;br /&gt;
     parking citations. In the distance SIRENS WAIL.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
177  EXT. PARKING LOT                                            177&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The three are waiting for the Ferrari. We HEAR TIRES&lt;br /&gt;
     SQUEALING, AN ENGINE REVING-OUT. Then the Ferrari pulls down&lt;br /&gt;
     the ramp and jams to a frightening stop. A BLACK GUY jumps&lt;br /&gt;
     out. Ferris hands him the parking stub.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Just out of curiosity, what was&lt;br /&gt;
               your top speed coming down the&lt;br /&gt;
               ramp?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BLACK GUY&lt;br /&gt;
                          (matter-of-fact)&lt;br /&gt;
               About 60.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Stunning!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He hands him a buck and opens the door and pulls the&lt;br /&gt;
     passenger seat forward for Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               This is probably the last time you'll&lt;br /&gt;
               have to ride back here. Keep that in&lt;br /&gt;
               mind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron gives him a look and squeezes in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
178  EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET                                        178&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari cruises through traffic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. FERRARI&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane's in the passenger seat. Ferris is driving and&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron is crammed in the back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What's next.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Nothing. We return the car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               We could go to my house. My parents&lt;br /&gt;
               aren't coming home until late.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               We have enough cash left for a quick&lt;br /&gt;
               flight to Peoria and back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris looks in the mirror and changes lanes. He glances&lt;br /&gt;
     down at the speedometer, then to the road. And back to the&lt;br /&gt;
     speedometer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron? How many miles did you&lt;br /&gt;
               say this thing had when we left?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               One hundred and twenty six and&lt;br /&gt;
               halfway between three and four&lt;br /&gt;
               tenths. Why? How many miles are&lt;br /&gt;
               on it now?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He glances down at the speedometer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SPEEDOMETER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The odometer reads 432.7.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to CAMERA)&lt;br /&gt;
               Here's where Cameron goes berserk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. TRAFFIC&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari pulls up at a stop light. We HEAR A THUNDERING,&lt;br /&gt;
     MUFFLED SCREAM.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. EXPRESSWAY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari is buzzing through traffic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. FERRARI&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane turns in her seat and looks at Cameron. Her gesture&lt;br /&gt;
     is one of genuine support.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               You okay?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His eyes are frozen in a mindless, vacant stare.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He looks at Sloane. He's concerned.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Hey, Cameron. It's okay. We'll fix&lt;br /&gt;
               it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's still holding the stare. He starts to breathe heavily.&lt;br /&gt;
     He's trembling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She whips around in the seat and grabs his arms.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron! Cut it out! What's&lt;br /&gt;
               wrong?! Ferris!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He shoots Sloane a look.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron, are you okay? It's&lt;br /&gt;
               no problem, really. Your old&lt;br /&gt;
               man won't know a thing. It's&lt;br /&gt;
               completely fixable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. FERRARI&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane fires an angry look at Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Shut-up! It is a problem! For&lt;br /&gt;
               him it's a problem. Nothing's&lt;br /&gt;
               a problem for you. But it's&lt;br /&gt;
               a problem for him! So, just&lt;br /&gt;
               shut-up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She turns back to Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What can I do, Cameron?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Eyes front. He knows what he's doing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
179  INT. FERRIS' HOUSE. FOYER                                   179&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The doorbell rings. The Ferris' tape is activated.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Who is it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     We hear a MALE VOICE over the intercom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               Anybody home?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS' VOICE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry that I can't come to&lt;br /&gt;
               the door right now...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The tape continues as Jeanie hurtles down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm saved! Thank you, God!&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank you, thank you, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She jumps the last few stairs and slides to the front door.&lt;br /&gt;
     She whips it open.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
180  EXT. HOUSE. FRONT DOOR                                      180&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The door swings open.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank...you...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Her jaw goes slack. She blinks her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HER POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Delivery Man and a young ASSISTANT are standing at the&lt;br /&gt;
     door with floral arrangements. Spread all around them are&lt;br /&gt;
     more flowers. A sexy singing NURSE and a BALLOON MAN steps&lt;br /&gt;
     up on the porch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              NURSE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (sings)&lt;br /&gt;
               WE HOPE YOU'RE FEELING BETTER&lt;br /&gt;
               WE HOPE YOU'RE FELLING FIT&lt;br /&gt;
               WE...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The door slams shut.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
181  EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET                                    181&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's walking down the street. A school bus is crawling&lt;br /&gt;
     alongside him as kids hang out the windows. From inside we&lt;br /&gt;
     hear SHOUTING and seventeen different SONGS PLAYING ON&lt;br /&gt;
     BLASTERS. A top forty montage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KID&lt;br /&gt;
               Hey, Mr. Rooney! What're you doing?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney doesn't respond.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ANOTHER KID&lt;br /&gt;
               Did you get in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney keep walking. The bus doors open. The DRIVER calls&lt;br /&gt;
     out to him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              DRIVER&lt;br /&gt;
               You want a lift?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney takes a few more steps. He stops. The bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney takes a deep breath. He climbs aboard the bus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
182  INT. BUS                                                    182&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The bus is jammed with WONKS and WEINERETTES. The passengers&lt;br /&gt;
     are silent as they watch Rooney shuffle down the aisle and&lt;br /&gt;
     take an empty seat next to a skinny, myopic GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She looks at Rooney and smiles. She pushes her Coke bottle&lt;br /&gt;
     glasses up on her nose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He looks vacantly at her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She holds her smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll bet you never smelled a&lt;br /&gt;
               real school bus before.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He stares at her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She holds up a candy package.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
               Gummi Bear?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He stares at her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She puts one in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              GIRL&lt;br /&gt;
               They've been in pocket. They're&lt;br /&gt;
               real soft and warm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. BOY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A rotund FRESHMAN BOY sitting across from Rooney is staring&lt;br /&gt;
     at him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He looks across to the kid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. BOY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He leans forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FRESHMAN BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               It's kind of like being in the&lt;br /&gt;
               belly of the beast isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns him eyes to the front. The bus jerks forward and&lt;br /&gt;
     pulls away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
183  EXT. BUS                                                    183&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It grinds through the gears as it heads down the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
     street. The BLASTERS go back on, the SHOUTING RESUMES.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
184  EXT. PARK                                                   184&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's laying on a picnic table. Sloane's sitting beside&lt;br /&gt;
     him on the table. She's stroking his hair. Ferris WALKS INTO&lt;br /&gt;
     THE FOREGROUND. He addresses CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               This may very well be for real. I&lt;br /&gt;
               think Cameron might have blown a&lt;br /&gt;
               micro-chip or two. He's always been&lt;br /&gt;
               a little keyed-up. All I wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;
               was give him a good day. We're&lt;br /&gt;
               gonna graduate in a couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;
               Then we have the summer. He'll work&lt;br /&gt;
               and I'll work. And we'll see each&lt;br /&gt;
               other at night and on the weekends&lt;br /&gt;
               but then he'll go to one school and I'll&lt;br /&gt;
               go to another. And basically that'll&lt;br /&gt;
               be it. As much as we like each other,&lt;br /&gt;
               the process of growing up will&lt;br /&gt;
               separate us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He begins to walk. We follow him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Sloane's a bigger problem. She still&lt;br /&gt;
               has another year of high school. How&lt;br /&gt;
               do I deal with that? I was serious when&lt;br /&gt;
               I said I'd marry her. I would. This isn't&lt;br /&gt;
               just teenage infatuation. That's what my&lt;br /&gt;
               parents call it. What do they call what they&lt;br /&gt;
               have? If that's love, I'll take infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His eyes are closed. Sloane's stroking his hair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS (VO)&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron's never been in love. At&lt;br /&gt;
               least no one's ever been in love&lt;br /&gt;
               with him. He's gonna marry the first&lt;br /&gt;
               girl he lays. And she's gonna treat&lt;br /&gt;
               him like shit because he's gonna&lt;br /&gt;
               kiss her ass for giving him what he's&lt;br /&gt;
               built-up in his mind as the end-all,&lt;br /&gt;
               be-all of human existance. She won't&lt;br /&gt;
               respect him because you can't respect&lt;br /&gt;
               someone who kisses your ass. It just&lt;br /&gt;
               doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She's studying Cameron's face. She looks away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He looks to the picnic table. Then back to CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm being tested here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He starts back to the picnic table.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               My best friend has flipped-out.&lt;br /&gt;
               Conventional wisdom would suggest&lt;br /&gt;
               a visit to the nearest trauma&lt;br /&gt;
               center. I wouldn't fault anybody&lt;br /&gt;
               for doing that. My, personally,&lt;br /&gt;
               I think this calls for something&lt;br /&gt;
               new, something bold, something wet&lt;br /&gt;
               and wild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
185  CU. JACUZZI JET                                             185&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     UNDERWATER SHOT. A hyrdojet spews a gush of air bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. BLASTER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A finger pushes the PLAY button on the cassette. MUSIC COMES&lt;br /&gt;
     UP.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. BEER CAN LID&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The finger pops a beer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. OREO PACKAGE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A painted fingernail pierces the cellophane wrapper.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. JACUZZI&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Sloane are in Sloane's parents' Jacuzzi. Their&lt;br /&gt;
     clothes are tosssed around the deck. Cameron's been placed&lt;br /&gt;
     in a patio chair at the edge of the Jacuzzi. He's still&lt;br /&gt;
     catatonic. He's mummbling softly. Ferris is drinking a beer.&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane's eating Oreos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You feeling any better, Cameron?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               The water's really nice. I wish&lt;br /&gt;
               you'd come in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Staring into space.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Surgery...fire...move...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE AND FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They look at each other. She offers him a cookie. He offers&lt;br /&gt;
     her his beer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron? Do you think this because&lt;br /&gt;
               of the car or is it a combination&lt;br /&gt;
               of everything shitty in your life?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He doesn't respond.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Music...kiss...attack...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE AND FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane sips the beer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You just can't deal with anymore&lt;br /&gt;
               shit? The car took you into the&lt;br /&gt;
               red zone? Time for a reality check?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron? I could flip real easy, too.&lt;br /&gt;
               There's nothing wrong with it. At one&lt;br /&gt;
               time or another, everybody goes to&lt;br /&gt;
               the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Maybe he was actually sick. Maybe&lt;br /&gt;
               he wasn't bullshitting himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     No response.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Gesundheit...God...mercy...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. BACKYARD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Sloane watch their catatonic friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She leans forward and stares at Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He cocks his head, wondering what Cameron's up to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He keels over forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. BACKYARD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron falls out of the chair and splashes down,&lt;br /&gt;
     face-first, into the water. Sloane screams. Ferris leaps for&lt;br /&gt;
     him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     UNDERWATER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris struggles with Cameron's lifeless bulk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She's screaming. Ferris thrashes around in the water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     UNDERWATER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris grabs Cameron's collar and rips him out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. BACKYARD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris sits Cameron on the edge of the Jacuzzi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               CAMERON!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His eyes are closed. He's lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His face is a mask of terror. He shakes Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She's screaming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A smile spreads across his face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He sees the smile. He stops shaking Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. JACUZZI&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Cameron are looking at each other. Sloane's still&lt;br /&gt;
     screaming. She realizes that Cameron's okay. She stops&lt;br /&gt;
     screaming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (Cameron)&lt;br /&gt;
               You asshole!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's smiling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris starts to laugh. Cameron explodes with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane's bewildered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What's so funny?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
186  INT. POLICE STATION. WAITING ROOM                           186&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie's sitting on a wooden bench with a WASTED TEENAGE BOY&lt;br /&gt;
     in a Triumph t-shirt, long hair, torn jeans, creepers, studs&lt;br /&gt;
     and chains. He's studying her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Drugs?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               No, thank you. I'm straight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               I meant, are you here for drugs?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie stares at him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Why are you here?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Drugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               I don't know why I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Then why don't you go home?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Why don't you put your thumb&lt;br /&gt;
               up your butt?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The boy stares at her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               You want to talk about your problem?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               With you? Are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah, I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Blow yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie turns away. The boy crosses his legs. Jeanie looks&lt;br /&gt;
     back at him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               You really want to know what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The boy shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Alright. If you've got the time,&lt;br /&gt;
               I've got the troubles. In a nutshell,&lt;br /&gt;
               I hate my brother. How's that?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               That's cool. Did you shoot him or&lt;br /&gt;
               something?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               No, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The boy nods. He understands the emotion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               I went home to confirm that the&lt;br /&gt;
               shithead was ditching school and&lt;br /&gt;
               a guy broke into the house and I&lt;br /&gt;
               called the cops and they picked me&lt;br /&gt;
               up for making a phoney phone call.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               What do you care if your brother&lt;br /&gt;
               ditches school?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie stares at the boy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Why should he get to ditch school&lt;br /&gt;
               when everybody else has to go?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               You could ditch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'd get caught.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               So, you're pissed at him because&lt;br /&gt;
               he ditches and doesn't get caught?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Basically.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The boy nods knowingly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Then your problem is you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Excuse you. You oughta spend a little&lt;br /&gt;
               more time dealing with yourself and&lt;br /&gt;
               a little less time worrying about&lt;br /&gt;
               what your brother does. It's just&lt;br /&gt;
               an opinion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie stares angrily at him. Partly because he's so bold&lt;br /&gt;
     and partly because he's so right.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               There's somebody you should talk&lt;br /&gt;
               to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie stares at him threateningly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               If you say Ferris Bueller, you lose&lt;br /&gt;
               a testicle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               You know him?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. JEANIE'S HAND&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It curls into a fist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
187  CU. FERRARI TIRE                                            187&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's spinning rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CY. ACCELERATOR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A brick's resting on the accelerator, holding it down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. CAMERON'S GARAGE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris, Cameron and Sloane are sitting in the garage. The&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferrari is jacked up. The wheels are turning. The engine's&lt;br /&gt;
     racing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               The whole time I was just thinking&lt;br /&gt;
               things over. I was like, meditating.&lt;br /&gt;
               I was thinking about the future.&lt;br /&gt;
               And I realized it doesn't make&lt;br /&gt;
               and difference if the present&lt;br /&gt;
               goes to shit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I have a agree with you there.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Really.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I've been thinking all day that if&lt;br /&gt;
               you could only have the use of one&lt;br /&gt;
               word, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Sloane is naked before your eyes and&lt;br /&gt;
               you're thinking about words?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               God bless you, Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank you, Sloane.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               If you guys only had one word, what&lt;br /&gt;
               would it be?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I can't believe you'd think up something&lt;br /&gt;
               like with a naked girl in a jacuzzi&lt;br /&gt;
               right in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Come on, Ferris, answer his question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'd say...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She thinks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cash.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It's the only word you could&lt;br /&gt;
               ever use.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Hello.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               And what is you loathe somebody?&lt;br /&gt;
               Are you going to say &amp;quot;love&amp;quot; every&lt;br /&gt;
               time you see them?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               It's better than &amp;quot;hello&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Hellos' generic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               You wanna be generic?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It's help.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron smiles at his wisdom. Ferris and Sloane think about&lt;br /&gt;
     it. It's a good choice. Cameron gets up and walks to the&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               The word is help.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron peeks in the window.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ODOMETER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Nothing's happening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. GARAGE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron pulls his head out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris? It's not working.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris looks up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               The miles aren't coming off, running&lt;br /&gt;
               it in reverse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I thought that might be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;
               Let's crack open the odometer and&lt;br /&gt;
               roll it back by hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I got a better idea. It's cool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He walks back around behind the Ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               Seventeen years and I've never&lt;br /&gt;
               taken a stand. Now, I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;
               do it. I'm taking a stand against&lt;br /&gt;
               my father, against my family,&lt;br /&gt;
               against myself, against my past,&lt;br /&gt;
               my present and my future. I will&lt;br /&gt;
               not sit idly by as events that affect&lt;br /&gt;
               me unfold to change the course of&lt;br /&gt;
               my life. I will take a stand and I&lt;br /&gt;
               will defend it. When my father comes&lt;br /&gt;
               home tonight, he's finally going&lt;br /&gt;
               to have to deal with me. Good or&lt;br /&gt;
               bad, I'm taking a stand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He turns to CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               This is a big U-2 fan.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She smiles proudly at Cameron. She applauds him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's serious and determined. He has made up his mind and it&lt;br /&gt;
     appears that it won't be changed by anyone but himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TIRES&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     It's spinning wildly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. MERCEDES BUMPER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron's foot rests on the bumper. A beat and it gives a&lt;br /&gt;
     mighty shove.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TIRE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The spinning tires slam down on the cement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. GARAGE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron has kicked the Ferrari off the jack. It squeals out&lt;br /&gt;
     of the garage in a cloud of blue tire smoke. A $50,000&lt;br /&gt;
     unmanned investment heading backwards down a driveway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE AND FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     They're in shock.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari shoots down the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. GARAGE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron watches the car go. He's strangely placcid about the&lt;br /&gt;
     impending disaster. Ferris and Sloane are bewildered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     THEIR POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari travels down the driveway, across the street,&lt;br /&gt;
     over the curb into the wooded property opposite the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TREE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The Ferrari's brief journey ends as it smacks a tree trunk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. GARAGE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Sloane exchange baffled looks. They look at&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron. He's proud and bold.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               What was that about?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               This has to be a dream.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Cameron? One quick question.&lt;br /&gt;
               Why'd you do that?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron holds his proud posture for a beat. Then a look of&lt;br /&gt;
     bewilderment comes over his face. He shoots a look to&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris. A puzzled look.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You trashed the car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron looks across the street.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               Why?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I took a stand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               No, Cameron. You wrecked a car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron thinks for a moment. Then he regains his confidence.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris looks across the street at the car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I have an idea. If you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Cameron looks at him. He shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm gonna handle it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I think this could work.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               No, thanks. I want to deal with&lt;br /&gt;
               it by myself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               What about your one word?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               You already did it. If I need it&lt;br /&gt;
               again, I'll use it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He smiles. He raises am impish eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;
               It's cool. I'm loose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
188  INT. POLICE STATION. OFFICE                                 188&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce is talking with the juvenile officer. Outside the&lt;br /&gt;
     office, on the bench, we see Jeanie and the boy making out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               She's never been in trouble before.&lt;br /&gt;
               This is a shock to me. First, I&lt;br /&gt;
               don't know why she wasn't at school.&lt;br /&gt;
               Second, I don't know why she'd call&lt;br /&gt;
               you with this story about a rapist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              OFFICER&lt;br /&gt;
               For whatever reasons she did it,&lt;br /&gt;
               I think she'd had a good scare.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               I hope so. I appreciate your calling&lt;br /&gt;
               me. I can assure you that her father&lt;br /&gt;
               and I will have a long talk with her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The gathers her purse and jacket and stands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              OFFICER&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, by the way, I hope you son's&lt;br /&gt;
               feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce looks at the officer curiously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              OFFICER&lt;br /&gt;
               Tell him, all the guys at the&lt;br /&gt;
               station here are pulling for&lt;br /&gt;
               him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
189  INT. POLICE STATION. WAITING ROOM                           189&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie quickly breaks the embrace with the boy as Joyce&lt;br /&gt;
     steps out of the juvenile officer's room. She's still a&lt;br /&gt;
     little bewildered that everybody knows Ferris was ill.&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie wipes her lips and sits up straight. The boy adjusts&lt;br /&gt;
     his pants to better hide his passion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to the boy)&lt;br /&gt;
               If you keep this to yourself, I&lt;br /&gt;
               think we can probably get it on&lt;br /&gt;
               pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               For sure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Hi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Don't &amp;quot;hi&amp;quot; me, young lady. Get&lt;br /&gt;
               your stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie reaches down for her purse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Jean. What's yours?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              BOY&lt;br /&gt;
               Garth Volbeck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
190  EXT. SLOANE'S BACKYARD                                      190&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane and Ferris are standing at the back fence.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I had a great time today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah. It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               You think Cameron's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;
               alright?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Sure. He had to so it, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;
               His old man had it coming. He'll&lt;br /&gt;
               be okay. I'd be worried if he'd&lt;br /&gt;
               taken my idea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane smiles knowingly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               You didn't have an idea, did you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Not a glimmer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               You're so smart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               No. I'm just real loose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He kisses her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'll call you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Sloane nods. Ferris jumps the fence and takes off across the&lt;br /&gt;
     backyards. Sloane watches him go. A huge smile spreads&lt;br /&gt;
     across her face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She backs away from the fence. MUSIC FADES UP.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
               He's gonna marry me. I know it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She turns and runs into the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
191  EXT. BACKYARD                                               191&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris sprints across a backyard. He jumps a plaster elf.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
192  EXT. ANOTHER BACKYARD                                       192&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris vaults a fence. He runs directly for a swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;
     He's approaching it from the side. He leaps, hits the diving&lt;br /&gt;
     board, springs off, does a flip and lands on the grass on&lt;br /&gt;
     the other side of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
193  CU. BEDSPREAD                                               193&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Neatly bundles stacks of bills and rolled coins. A&lt;br /&gt;
     significant amount of cash.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. SLOANE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She's writing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. PIECE OF PAPER&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     We see a portion of the typewritten letter as she signs it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
               &amp;quot;...in the amount of $1,765.33. It&lt;br /&gt;
               gives us great pleasure to assist&lt;br /&gt;
               you in performance of your worthy&lt;br /&gt;
               and much needed survives to those&lt;br /&gt;
               so desperately in need.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              Sloane Peterson&lt;br /&gt;
                              Executive Director&lt;br /&gt;
                              The Ferris Bueller Foundation&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
194  EXT. FERRIS' STREET                                         194&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's running down the middle of the street. A car honks.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris moves to the side. The car pulls around him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     INT. CAR.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom's at the wheel. He glances in the mirror. He does a&lt;br /&gt;
     take.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV. MIRROR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     We see Ferris cut across a front lawn and into a house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. TOM&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He realizes it couldn't be Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
195  INT. HOUSE                                                  195&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris runs through the kitchen, past a WOMAN, fixing dinner&lt;br /&gt;
     and out her backdoor. The Woman looks up curiously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
196  EXT. FERRIS' HOUSE                                          196&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom pulls in the driveway. He parks and gets out. Joyce&lt;br /&gt;
     pulls in from the other direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
197  EXT. HOUSE. BACK PORCH                                      197&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris tries the door. It's locked. He reaches down and&lt;br /&gt;
     lifts the doormat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. PORCH&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The outline of a key in the dirt under the mat. The key's&lt;br /&gt;
     gone. The toe of a chewed-up dress shoe steps INTO FRAME. An&lt;br /&gt;
     OMNIOUS CHORD IS STRUCK.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He stares up in horror.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     HIS POV&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Rooney's looking down at him. He's holding the house key.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. PORCH&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris stands up. He smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               Looking for this?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               I got you, Ferris. This time I finally&lt;br /&gt;
               got you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris is caught. There's no way out. Rooney gloats&lt;br /&gt;
     severely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
               How does another year of high&lt;br /&gt;
               school sit with you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Suddenly, the backdoor opens. Jeanie looks out. She feigns&lt;br /&gt;
     joy and relief. She rushes Ferris and hugs him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank God, you're alright! We've&lt;br /&gt;
               been worried sick!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A moment of curiosity. Then it dawns on him what's&lt;br /&gt;
     happening. He smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     His eyes dart from Ferris to Jeanie to Ferris. His victory&lt;br /&gt;
     is evaporating.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. PORCH&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie breaks the embrace.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Rooney)&lt;br /&gt;
               Thank you for bringing him home,&lt;br /&gt;
               Mr. Rooney.&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Ferris)&lt;br /&gt;
               You better get up in bed tight&lt;br /&gt;
               now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris limps into the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Can you imagine someone as sick as&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris trying to walk home from the&lt;br /&gt;
               hospital?&lt;br /&gt;
                          (shakes her head)&lt;br /&gt;
               Kids!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He's dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     She raises her hands and strikes a karate pose. A huge smile&lt;br /&gt;
     passes over her face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     A look of terror as he realizes that is was Jeanie who&lt;br /&gt;
     kicked him and that Jeanie knows it was he who she kicked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     EXT. PORCH&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie steps into the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
198  INT. HOUSE                                                  198&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The door closes on Rooney's defeated, lost, dejected,&lt;br /&gt;
     bewildered face. Not only has he lost Ferris again, he has&lt;br /&gt;
     Jeanie to deal with next year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
199  EXT. YARD. CU. DOG                                          199&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The click of the door wakes him up. His head pops up off the&lt;br /&gt;
     grass.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. ROONEY&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He senses new danger. We hear AN O.C. GROWL. Rooney squeezes&lt;br /&gt;
     his eyes shut.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
200  INT. KITCHEN                                                200&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Kimberly and Todd are sitting at the kitchen table watching&lt;br /&gt;
     TV and eating cereal. They look up at Ferris as he comes in&lt;br /&gt;
     from outside.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris?  Does my head look like&lt;br /&gt;
               it's getting bigger?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris leans against the counter as he tries to catch his&lt;br /&gt;
     breath. He looks at his little brother.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               No, but Kimberly's is.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He crosses to the refrigerator and opens it. Kimberly feels&lt;br /&gt;
     her head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Todd)&lt;br /&gt;
               Is he serious?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TODD&lt;br /&gt;
               I think so.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY&lt;br /&gt;
               Oh, shit!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris takes out a bottle of orange juice out of the&lt;br /&gt;
     refrigerator and drinks straight from the bottle. Jeanie&lt;br /&gt;
     comes in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Thanks, Jeanie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               No problem.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               By the way, I borrowed some cash&lt;br /&gt;
               from you. I'll pay you back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               You don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I want to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               You don't have to. I've been ripping&lt;br /&gt;
               off your wallet for years.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris gives her a proud smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
201  EXT. HOUSE                                                  201&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce and Tom head up to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
202  INT. KITCHEN                                                202&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Jeanie exit the kitchen as Joyce and Tom enter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
                          (to Todd and Kimberly)&lt;br /&gt;
               Hi, guys.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              KIMBERLY&lt;br /&gt;
               Is my head swelling up?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
203  INT. HOUSE. FOYER                                           203&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The foyer is jammed with floral arrangements, plants and&lt;br /&gt;
     gifts. Ferris and Jeanie step gingerly through the flowers&lt;br /&gt;
     and head upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm sorry I've been riding your&lt;br /&gt;
               buns for so long.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               It's completely cool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE (OC)&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris continues up the stairs. He affects a sickly voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Upstairs, Mom!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
204  INT. SECOND FLOOR LANDING                                   204&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris and Jeanie stop.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Do you know a guy named Garth&lt;br /&gt;
               Volbeck?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Vaguely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JEANIE&lt;br /&gt;
               Is he cool?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               He's cool. But stay away from his&lt;br /&gt;
               brother.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris walks into the room, brushes the crumbs off his hands&lt;br /&gt;
     and peels off his shirt. He climbs into bed. No sooner are&lt;br /&gt;
     the covers over him than the bedroom door opens and Joyce&lt;br /&gt;
     and Tom walk in. They walk over to the bed. Joyce sits down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               Honey?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The same deathly face he had in the morning. Tongue out,&lt;br /&gt;
     eyes bulging.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM (OC)&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris? How do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He pulls in his tongue to speak.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (deathly gasp)&lt;br /&gt;
               150% better, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
205  INT. BEDROOM                                                205&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom and Joyce hover over him with deep concern.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               I'm much better, really. Please,&lt;br /&gt;
               don't make me stay home again. I&lt;br /&gt;
               want to go to school. I'm graduating&lt;br /&gt;
               in June and I...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               Ferris. You're sick. There's no point&lt;br /&gt;
               pushing yourself and making it worse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Maybe you're right, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              TOM&lt;br /&gt;
               I know I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Joyce leans over and kisses him forehead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;
               How did you get so sweet?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               Years of practice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     Tom pats Ferris on the rump. He and Joyce exit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     CU. FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     The hideous face. A beat and we HEAR THE BEDROOM DOOR CLOSE.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ferris looks at CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
                          (happy sigh)&lt;br /&gt;
               Yeah, life is a carousel. A&lt;br /&gt;
               great big crazy ball of pure&lt;br /&gt;
               living, breathing joy and delight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He rolls over on his back and puts his hands behind his&lt;br /&gt;
     head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              FERRIS&lt;br /&gt;
               You gotta get one.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     He smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     MUSIC UP BIG&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
     END TITLES&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                              THE END&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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