The Babysitter's Seduction

How could you be so dumb, Tracy?

No, I just cannot believe you agreed.

Well, it's easier for him.

I don't care if it's easier for him, it's homecoming.

Big deal, I'll meet him at the dance.

You're not going to meet him at the dance. Don't be such a dork.

Well then, how do I get out of this?

Look, just tell him that you're not going to go unless he picks you up.

I don't know.

You know, I think they're home. I gotta go, bye.

Hi.

- Jerk! - I'm sorry, I couldn't resist.

Come on, I want to show you something.

How's the water?

Got ya.

You think that's funny?

You think that's funny?

A little boy and a girl, how perfect!

I know.

What does this guy do, anyway?

He makes money, lots of it.

Hey, come here, I want to show you something.

How'd you like to see me in this for homecoming?

I'd rather see you in nothing.

$485, yeah, you're out of your mind.

You are.

But wouldn't you love to live like this?

Sure, who wouldn't?

Oh, my God. They're home! Go, go!

Did you have a good time? Yeah, thanks.

Bill's ready to take you home, so, we'll just see you tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

Everything go all right? Yeah, fine. They're great kids.

Yeah, they are. They really like you.

They talk about you all the time.

So, you're what, a senior? Yeah.

What are you going to do after graduation?

College, state probably, unless I get a scholarship.

You must be a pretty good student.

Athletic scholarship.

Swim team.

I've been competing ever since I was a kid.

And then what, after college?

I don't know.

You have to set goals for yourself.

You got any real solid goals?

- I don't know. - Yes, you do.

To live like you do, I guess.

Well, just remember it's not so much what you have

as who you share it with.

Mrs. Bartrand's really lucky.

Thank you. I'll tell you a little secret though.

I'm the lucky one.

Goodnight. Goodnight.

Hey.

Well, I took your advice.

Yeah? And he blew me off.

No way!

God! He's such a punk!

Well, you know, I have my pride but no date for homecoming.

Tracy, I'm so sorry. Do you hate me?

No, no.

I'm so sorry.

Hey, he doesn't deserve you anyway, right?

Hey Stanley, you remember the once great Detective O'Keefe?

Good afternoon, sir, how are you?

Mr. Bartrand, how are you today, sir?

I am fine, Stanley, never better, in fact.

He's better than fine, he's lucky.

Beat me by two strokes.

You know, luck, luck had nothing to do...

What can I get you gentlemen today? The usual.

I'll have an ice tea. Oh, come on, have a drink.

I got to go into the office, I got some paper work I got to do.

This is interesting, I'm looking at the 14th hole, which,

if memory serves, you scored and next to your name I see a four.

What'd you get Sally for her birthday?

No, no, I tell you, you tell Norma, Norma calls Sally...

I swear to God I will not say a word this year.

Forget it, suffice it to say,

it's something I think she's going to love.

I know I would.

You know what I hate about birthdays?

I can never, ever decide what to buy Norma.

Yeah... And she gets so damn depressed on her birthday.

Makes me sick.

Really? Yeah.

Sally too. She's been really moody this year.

I think it's the age thing.

You think so? Yeah.

I don't know, maybe, look at her, she looks so beautiful.

She looks fabulous. I thought maybe it's 'cause...

She wants another baby. Like I would say no.

You guys trying?

Every chance we get.

All right.

How do I look?

You look incredible.

Really? Do you think so?

That dress. Thank you.

Sorry, I'm late.

Daddy!

Hi, guys.

They're beautiful.

Shall we give Mommy her present?

Yeah. Yeah? Come on.

Okay.

Come on, let's go. Come on, Michelle.

Looking forward to this.

Happy birthday!

You like it? Does it matter?

Can we go for a ride?

Well, better yet,

how about we all go out to dinner in Mommy's new car?

Yeah!

Honey, I made reservations at the Wharf tonight.

I thought you and I'd just have a quiet dinner, just the two of us.

I canceled.

I thought it would be more fun if we could all go some place together.

Okay. I'll go change then.

So, after tennis, they both have piano lessons,

which Kyle's going to try to talk you out of, okay? Okay.

Okay, here, I wrote down the directions

and their music's on the piano bench

and I should be home around 5:00, really no later than 5:30.

Great. Thanks.

Okay, come on, kids. Time to go!

Hello.

Okay, I'm leaving!

Hon, aren't you going to be early for your flight?

I got to stop by the office and pick up some papers I forgot.

Hey, look, can I call you back?

Yeah?

Okay, thanks, bye.

Hey, buddy?

Okay, we're off.

Hey you two, you be good, okay? Listen to Michelle. I love you.

No, it sounds great but I'm running kind of late,

so I'm going to give the phone to Sally and you can work out the details with her, okay?

Would you give that to Sally? Yeah.

Thank you.

The Griffins want to have dinner next week, make it at the club.

Hello?

Hi, George.

Were you gonna leave without saying goodbye to your old man?

Love you, I love you, get out of here!

Thank you, yeah, we'd love to. Okay.

Hey, Doreen.

I got to run back to the house real quick, I forgot something.

No problem, we still got 20 minutes.

- Great, thanks. - Okay, ready?

Hi, it's me.

I'm in my car on the way to the airport and I just realized...

Mrs. Bartrand? I forgot the kids' piano books.

Mrs. Bartrand?

I love you.

Keys.

I'll be upstairs.

I'm Detective Jacobs,

and I'm not going to ask you how you're doing right now

'cause I can imagine not so good.

Frank?

You didn't hear anything strange?

Just Mr. Bartrand.

At first, I thought he was here, but...

then I realized it was just the answering machine.

He was leaving a message.

Detective Jacobs, this is Mrs. Bartrand, she's Bill's mom.

My condolences. Thank you.

The children are asking to see Michelle, if that's all right.

Are you up to it? Yeah, sure.

What the hell happened here?

Well, there's no signs of forced entry,

nothing seems to be missing, looks like a suicide.

What about the gun?

We're checking the registration.

No note?

We haven't found one.

Next couple of days, Billy, are going to be real rough.

I'm not going to leave your side, all right?

- So, anything you need, you ask me, all right? - Hello?

You know, she was fine, Frank.

It just doesn't make any sense.

Yeah, I know.

Frank?

Yeah?

The gun wasn't registered.

Did you know she had it, Mr. Bartrand?

My wife hated guns.

She would never have allowed a gun in the house with the children.

Billy?

Come on. It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay, it's all right, it's gonna be okay.

All right.

It's all right, it's all right.

Come on, it's going to be okay.

Michelle, there's somebody here to see you.

Come on in. Hi, Michelle.

Can I get you anything, honey? Ms. Jacobs?

Oh, no. No, thank you. I'm fine.