The Bad Seed

- Breakfast in five, honey. - Ok, daddy.

I'm gonna steal one of these.

- Want some more eggs? - No thanks.

Miss Ellis showed us this year's Citizenship Award.

It's a medal. It's really big.

It's like the Olympics. Really?

Well, not that big. But it's pretty big.

I'm gonna win it.

It wouldn't surprise me a bit... if you did.

It's given to the person who exemplifies St. Alden's values.

Faith, honesty, grace, and compassion.

I just don't want you to be disappointed if you don't win it.

When are you having another date?

Why?

Does it bother you when I date?

No, why would it bother me?

- Hey. - Hi, Aunt Angela.

- Hey. - Hey, honey bear.

I found you a gal.

Em and I were just talking about me dating.

Not a date, I found you a nanny, wasn't that the assignment?

I mean, a new babysitter.

I know you don't need a new nanny.

I don't need a new babysitter, either, it's stupid.

She's still upset about Miss Levia.

You should babysit me, Aunt Angela.

It would be an honor, my queen,

but I think my patients might object.

Don't worry, Em.

I'm gonna find you someone you like.

Oh, she also says she's gonna win another award this semester.

Oh. She's got drive.

You should be thrilled. Right, Emma?

Emma?

There's a dead cat in the fountain.

Don't be sad.

It probably happened very fast.

I don't think it felt a thing.

Ah! Ahhh!!!

Calm down, everyone.

I guarantee you it's more afraid of you than you are of it.

Emma Grossman!

- Thank you, Emma. - You're welcome, Mrs. Ellis.

- H... how did you do that? - We have a nest in our back yard.

My dad says wasps only attack when they feel threatened.

It's nature, Milo.

I hope you're not allergic to dust.

This probably isn't the best place in the house

to have a meeting but... I'm on a deadline.

No worries. Do you make everything here?

No, hardly anything anymore.

I have two factories going but this is where it all began.

Cool.

So, tell me about you.

Your resume says you were a professional snowboarder.

- Yep, right up until I blew out my ACL. - I hate to hear that.

It's for the best.

I still hit it hard, I just try to avoid the dangerous stuff.

Sure, so you've been a nanny for five years?

- That's right. - You seem to like it.

I love kids. There's no BS. They're not complicated.

If they're sad, they cry. If they're happy, they laugh.

It's refreshing.

So is there anything else I need to know?

Your references all seem to love you.

I make a mean grilled cheese. You want to know the secret ingredients?

- Sure. - Pickles and mustard.

Boom! Done!

Well, uh... can you start next week?

Emma's about to begin her spring break.

Sure. I can start whenever you need...

Uh, Mr. Grossman?

Here are the Steagle plans,

and you have a materials call in five minutes.

- Thank you, is there anything else? - Nope.

Is there anything you want to ask me?

What's your daughter like?

Emma is... very focused.

She's a normal little girl, but she can be very focused.

I don't know how else to say it.

She's smart, straight A's, never gets into trouble...

loves hot chocolate.

- My kinda girl. - Mine, too.

And your wife? Should I meet with her, too?

She died just after Emma was born.

- I'm so sorry. - Thanks.

So it's uh, it's just the two of us and um... we manage.

Well, I guess I will see you next week.

Looking forward to it.

- Your watch is sick. - Right?

I got it for my birthday.

I got a watch for my birthday, too. I don't really wear it.

- Careful there! - You're it!

Oh! Watch out!

- Katie, are you all right? - Are you ok?

I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you.

Here, let me help you up.

I'm so sorry.

- Who's it? - You're still it, let's go!

- I brought you your favorite. - Thanks, daddy.

- You want to read together? - You don't have to, daddy.

I know how busy you are.

What would you give me for a basket of hugs?

- A basket of kisses. - Good night.

A basket of kisses.

A basket of kisses. A basket of kisses.

A basket of kisses.

A basket of kisses.

You look like a movie star.

- Don't make me late, dad. - I won't.

- Nice suit, Milo. - Thanks.

- He has been counting down the days. - Oh, tell me about it.

And now, our final award, the St. Alden's Citizenship Medallion.

Every year we honor someone of character.

Someone who truly embodies the values

that this school was founded on.

This year I am proud to award

the St. Alden's Citizenship Medallion to Milo Curtis.

Good job.

- Here you go, Milo, good job. - Thanks!

Wow!

I'm sorry I missed our parent- teacher conference,

I had a big installation in the city.

No worries, we can reschedule.

How is Emma doing?

I mean, not to put you on the spot, right?

She's fine.

She's um... I have to say,

I've never met anyone quite like her in my 20 years of teaching.

Why does that sound like a bad thing?

No, I didn't mean that in any fashion at all.

Emma's never had one mark against her

and she's one of our top students.

She can be a real leader when she wants to be.

But?

Emma lives in her own particular world

and I'm sure it isn't anything like the world that you and I live in.

I mean, she has many remarkable qualities that are great in a child.

Her courage is most unusual.

She's almost without any physical fear.

And she really knows how to come across when she has to.

She can be an actress, I bet.

Please, not an actress. All right.

- Mrs. Ellis. - Oh, hi! Excuse me.

- Sure. - Uh huh.

I'm proud of you, honey bear. I know you're disappointed.

That medal's mine. I deserve it.

- Milo can't even talk in front of the class. - Emma.

Everybody has something special to offer.

Milo's a good kid.

Yeah?

Well, he's an awful public speaker. And he can't spell.

Emma.

You're right. Sorry.

Milo's my friend. I'm really happy he got it.

You're right, this place is cool!

We should go back now.

Emma, what's wrong?

What do you want?

I think you know.

One, two, three.

That's good, I'll email it to you.

- Hey dad, can we get going? - Sure.

Has anyone seen Milo?

I haven't seen him.

Emma, have you seen him?

Um, the last place I saw him was by the bonfire.

Help! Help!

Quickly!

Oh my god!

Milo? Milo?

Come on, come on, baby! Breathe!

Somebody do something!

Call 911!

Milo!

Come on there, Milo. Come on, Milo, come on.

Milo?

Somebody help us!

That poor kid.

He was lying there on the rocks for hours before they came and took him away.

It was horrible.

- How is she? - She's ok.

I think she's in shock. I think we all are.

She's up in her room, reading. I'm sure it'll hit her later.

Yes, I'm sure it will.

Emma.

- Morning, dad. - Morning, hon.

Do you want some cereal? There's just enough left.

No, I'm ok, thanks.

How are you feeling?

I'm all right.

I hope it doesn't rain today.

I meant about yesterday.

You must be pretty sad, right?

If you want to talk about it I'm here for you.

Ok.

Do you need someone to talk to?

I don't really think there's anything to talk about.

Give her time, kids process differently.

Don't make her feel self-conscious.