like to pick up
your daughter at the police station?
I was about to close the deal
with the Vermont people.
I was going to take my commission
and buy Ferris a car.
What the hell are you doing?
Are you trying to kill us?
Look at this mess. I'll never
get these papers back in order.
- Slow down.
- I can't drive with you yelling at me!
Hi, I'm Ferris Bueller.
No, don't get up.
That smells delicious.
- Dinner's ready.
- What? Who was that?
What's wrong?
Everything. I just picked up Jeanie
at the police station.
She got a speeding ticket and I lost
the Vermont deal because of her.
Looking for this?
I got you, Ferris.
How's Ferris?
Let's go in and check on him.
I have dreamed about this.
And this time ...
... you little bastard,
I've got you right where I want you.
Ferris, we're home.
How would you feel
about another year at high school?
Under my close,
personal supervision?
Hi.
Thank God you're all right.
We've been worried sick about you.
Thank you, Mr. Rooney,
for driving him home.
Go upstairs and get in bed.
Scoot!
Can you imagine someone that sick
trying to walk home from hospital?
Kids!
By the way, you left your wallet
on the kitchen floor.
Honey.
- He's still awfully warm.
- How do you feel?
150% better, thank you.
Don't make me stay home again.
I want to go to school.
I have to graduate in June,
and I ...
Ferris, you're sick. Don't push it
and make yourself worse.
- Maybe you're right, Dad.
- I know I'm right, pal.
- How did you get to be so sweet?
- From years of practice.
Blanket ...
Get well.
I'm going to get myself settled,
then I'll bring you a hot cup of soup.
I've said it before and I'll say
it again: Life moves pretty fast.
If you don't stop and look around
once in a while, you could miss it.
Four years I've been chasing this kid.
Four years he's been
making a fool of me.
Hey, Mr. Rooney, what's going on?
Did you get in a fight?
Do you want a lift?
I bet you never smelled
a real school bus before.
Gummy bear?.
They've been in my pocket.
They're real warm and soft.
You're still here?
It's over.
Go home.
Go.It is a beautiful day in Chicago.
Temperatures in the upper 70's.
Right now, 75 at the lakefront,
74 at Midway, 73 at O'Hare.
Tom!
- What's the matter?
- It's Ferris. Look at him.
Ferris?
He doesn't have a fever, but his
stomach hurts and he's seeing spots.
- What's the matter, Ferris?
- Papa?
Feel his hands,
they're cold and clammy.
- I'm fine. I'll get up.
- No!
- I have a test today.
- No.
I must take it. I want to go to a good
college, so I can have a fruitful life.
Honey, you're not
going to school like this.
- What's his problem?
- He doesn't feel well.
Dry that one out,
you can fertilise the lawn.
Jeanie, is that you?
I can't see that far. Jeanie?
Jeanie, I...
- Bite the big one, junior.
- Jeanie, you get to school.
If I was bleeding out my eyes, you'd
make me go to school. It's so unfair.
Jeanie, don't be upset with me.
You have your health, be thankful.
That's it! I want out of this family.
I'm okay. I'll just sleep.
I'll have an aspirin around noon.
I'm showing some houses
to that family from Vermont today.
My office will know just where I am
if you need me.
- I'll check on you too, pal.
- I have such loving, caring parents.
You're both very special people.
- You get better, pumpkin.
- Okay, pumpkin.
I'll be home at six sharp.
If you need anything, call.
Ringy-dingy.
- We love you, sweetie.
- I love you, too.
Call if you need us.
They bought it.
Incredible! A terrible performance,
and they never doubted it for a second.
How could I be expected
to handle school on a day like this?
This is my ninth sick day. It's tough
coming up with new illnesses.
If I go for ten, I'll have to barf up a lung.
So I'd better make this one count.
The key to faking out the parents
is the clammy hands.
It's a good non-specific symptom.
I'm a big believer in it.
A lot of people will