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devastatingly handsome.
- Hold on one moment.
- Yes, thank you.
Mr. Froman, this is
Sergeant Peterson, Chicago Police.
- I appreciate your understanding.
- Don't think twice.
It's understanding that makes it possible
for people like us
to tolerate a person like yourself.
- Thank you.
- Don't mention it.
Enjoy your lunch.
Darling, you were wonderful.
Cameron, dear friend,
you thought we wouldn't have any fun.
Shame on you.
Maybe I'm overreacting.
Maybe Ferris isn't such a bad guy.
After all, I got a car. He got a computer.
But still,
why should he get to do whatever
he wants, whenever he wants?
Why should
everything work out for him?
What makes him so goddamn special?
Screw him.
I used to think that my family was
the only one that had weirdness in it.
That used to worry me.
Then I saw
how Cameron's family functioned.
His home life is really twisted.
That's why he's sick all the time.
It really bothers him.
He's the only guy I know
who feels better when he's sick.
If I had to live in that house,
I'd probably pray for disease, too.
The place is like a museum.
It's very beautiful and very cold
and you're not allowed
to touch anything.
Can you appreciate
what it must have been like
for Cameron
to be in that joint as a baby?
I'm actually amazed
that I got the car out of the garage.
I caught Cameron digging the ride
once or twice.
It's good for him.
It teaches him to deal with his fear.
Plus, and I must be honest here,
I love driving it. It is so choice.
If you have the means,
I highly recommend picking one up.
- Thank you.
- Yes, sir.
Well, hello, Jeanie.
Who's bothering you now?
Is Mr. Rooney in?
No, I'm sorry, he's not. Can I help you?
I seriously doubt it. When's he back?
I don't know.
He's left the school grounds
on personal business.
What's that supposed to mean?
I suppose it means it's personal and
it's none of your business, young lady.
Nice attitude.
Isn't Mrs. Hagel
expecting you in consumer ed. Class?
What a little asshole.
Dave, you've got to consider
raising your advertising budget.
- We don't have the money.
- Dave,
if you wanna sell, you have to spend.
It's as simple as that.
Four thousand restaurants
in the downtown area.
I pick the one my father goes to.
- We're pinched, for sure.
- No way, Cameron.
Only the meek get pinched.
The bold survive.
Let's go.
- Let's surrender.
- Never.
Dave, I know it sounds like
I'm beating a dead horse on this one.
But I'm telling you,
that that's not the case.
We don't have the money.
We don't have the...
Dave, you're one of the
brightest guys in this business.
You know what it takes
to push this over the top.
We're gonna go heavy on TV
and lighten up on the radio
and the print. Okay?
- He's got the money.
- Look, come on back to my office.
- I'll lay out the entire...
- He's got the money.
Dave, we know you've got the money.
We just have to spend it.
That's all, you bonehead.
Les jeux sont faits.
Translation: The game is up.
Your ass is mine.
Runner at first base, nobody out.
That's the first hit they've had
since the fifth inning,
only the fourth hit in the game.
0 and 2, the count.
There's a drive,
left field, twisting, and into foul territory.
Boy, I'm really surprised
they didn't go for it in that inning.
Lee Smith.
- What's the score?
- Nothing, nothing.
Who's winning?
The Bears.
There's the ball,
bunted foul back to the screen.
Boy, I don't know...
Think I broke my thumb.
Hey batter, batter, batter, batter, batter,
swing, batter. Come on.
Hey, batter, batter, batter, batter,
swing, batter.
He can't hit, he can't hit, he can't hit,
swing, batter.
Hey, Cameron.
Do you realize if we played by the rules,
right now we'd be in gym?
Keep moving, keep moving.
You're up now.
Come on,
get the piano off that back. Let's go.
Come on, boys, let's go.
You'll never get out of here. Move!
Come on, move!
I hate him.
Who is it?

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