[Cameron doesn't want to go out, but Ferris keeps calling]
Cameron:
He'll keep calling me, he'll keep calling me until I come over. He'll make me feel guilty. This is uh... This is ridiculous, ok I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go. What - I'LL GO. Shit.
The question isn't "what are we going to do," the question is "what aren't we going to do?"
Cameron:
Please don't say were not going to take the car home. Please don't say were not going to take the car home. Please don't say were not going to take the car home.
Ferris:
[to the camera] If you had access to a car like this, would you take it back right away?
How can we pick up Sloane if Rooney is there with her?
Cameron:
I said for her to be there alone and you freaked.
Ferris:
Now, I didn't hit you. I lightly slapped you.
Cameron:
You hit me. Look don't make me participate in your stupid crap if you don't like the way I do it. You make me get out of bed, you make me come over here. You make me make a phony phone call to Edward Rooney? The man could squash my nuts into oblivion. And-and-and then, and then, you deliberately hurt my feelings.
