Cameron: It's getting late, buddy. We better go get the car back home. Ferris: What do you… We have a few hours. We have until 6:00. Cameron: I'm sorry. I know you don't care, but it does mean my ass. Ferris: You think I don't care? Cameron: I know you don't care.


Downtown, seated in the back of a cab, Cameron looks over at Ferris.