Further Adventures in Babysitting (Adventures in Babysitting)

You are smart.

You are talented.

Just do your best, and stay calm.

Oh, my gosh!

- Oh, my gosh. Sorry. - Hey!

Jenny. In a hurry?

Um... hey, Zac.

Uh, yeah.

You know, a big, big interview.

Cool.

What are you doing in my driveway?

The swim team is having a car wash today,

so Dominique is helping me hand out flyers.

So, uh, hey, come by later if you get a chance.

- I'll throw in your tires for free. - Thank you.

Okay. See ya.

Bye.

Oh, my gosh, Zac Chase wants to polish my tires.

Hey, what's up?

Of course I'm not late.

Okay. I'm not.

You are special, you're an artist.

Everything you do is art.

Why, everything you say, everything you do

is just all art, it's just brilliant.

You're brilliant.

Right. You're really good.

Oh, I don't wanna talk about it.

Dude, chill.

Artists don't need college.

I will pay for those parking tickets.

You're bringing me down. I gotta go.

Bye, Mom.

Breathe.

Hi. I'm Lola Perez.

Could you let Mr. Vasquez know I'm here?

Thanks, I'd appreciate it.

Uh, I don't work here.

I'm a finalist for the photography internship.

Me, too.

Sh, sh, sh!

Quiet, please. Voices down.

Mr. Vasquez is having a creative moment.

Yes, brilliant! Perfect-alus! Bravo!

- Oh, it's so cool. - Weird.

Okay.

Now, can I have your portfolios?

Mr. Vasquez would like to review them before your final interviews.

Careful. Mine's still wet.

- Mine's perfectly dry. - Thanks.

Please have a seat.

This could take ten seconds,

or ten hours.

Hey, didn't you go to Highland Park?

Um, yes.

I still do.

Wait.

You were that nerdy sophomore

in my senior geometry class.

I'm not nerdy. I'm dedicated.

I skipped the eighth grade,

and now I'm on track for early college admission.

Wow. That sounds really fun.

But not.

Well, I've already got 12 credits,

two hundred hours of community service,

maintain a 4.2 GPA, and run my own business.

This art internship will perfectly round out my transcript.

Transcript? That's why you're here?

Well, you know, that, and my passion for photography.

Right, right.

Well, do you wanna know what I did my last year before college?

You were accepted into college?

I could have been, but I opted out.

You see, a real artist is a student of life.

Anyway, an internship with Leon Vasquez

would fast-track my career as a professional photographer.

( ringtone plays "Fur Elise" )

Professor Anderson, is this about

my recommendation letter?

No, I'm actually looking for someone to babysit tonight,

because my niece bailed on me.

- Okay, uh... - Do you believe it?

I'd love to babysit, but unfortunately,

I'm already booked with the Coopers tonight.

Let me know if you can think of anybody.

Sure. Of course. If I think of anyone.

- Thanks, Jenny. - All right. Bye.

You're a babysitter?

What's that, like, five bucks an hour?

Try 20. Double time on holidays.

To watch kids watch TV?

You've obviously never babysat.

Yeah, 'cause I obviously have a life.

Oh, magnifico! My exceptional finalists.

Oh, gosh! Way to go, klutz.

A smoothie to an interview?!

Stupendous news, ladies.

I've decided interviews will not be needed today.

Awesome. Sorry, kid, maybe next year.

You wish.

Since you both have vastly different

artistic points of view,

I feel a more unconventional approach is warranted.

I want you to dazzle me!

- Dazzle you? - Could you clarify, dazzle, sir?

Take some new shots.

Be innovative.

I want to feel your unique passions for photography.

Oh, cool!

( speaking halting Spanish )

Excelente.

We'll reconvene Monday, and I'll make my decision.

That gives you all weekend.

- May the best artist win. She will.

- Bye-bye. - Ciao. Gracias.

Adios.

Well, this hardly seems fair considering the time constraints.

Oh, right. Have fun babysitting.

No! Officer, wait!

Officer, hi. I'm here.

Sorry, miss. It's a loading zone.

But I was loading.

I was unloading a super heavy portfolio

for this very prestigious art internship.

- I spoke to Mr. Vasquez. - Uh-huh.

( ringtone playing "Fur Elise" )

Beethoven?

What?

"Fur Elise" is one of my favorites.

- That your boyfriend calling? - What? No.

Boyfriend? What boyfriend?

No boyfriend Totally single. Sorry.

- Hello, stranger interrupting my day. - Hey, Jenny.

It's Zac.

Look, I know it's short notice,

but I just scored great tickets

for the Psychic Rockets concert tonight, and I was--

Awesome. I love that band.

But I hate concerts.

They're so juvenile.

Sorry, Zeke. Not interested. Bye.

Whew! Stalkers. What's a girl to do?

Wait, you're still writing?

Uh, officer, I can't get another ticket.

My parents said if I got another parking ticket,

- I would lose my car keys. - Sorry. I'm a rookie.

Can't break the rules.

I'm sure a smart girl like you can find a way

to pay her own tickets.

Have a nice day.

Thanks.

Eighty bucks?!

Where am I gonna get 80 bucks?

Hello.

Jenny, hi, it's me again.

I'm desperate for a babysitter.

My awards gala is in two hours,

and I am the guest of honor.

Are you sure you don't know anybody who can babysit?

I'll pay double.

Of course.

My good friend Lola is very responsible.

- I'll send her over. - Great.

- Bye. - Bye.

Hey, Zac.

Dirty tires, as requested.

Sorry. We're closed.

Come on, let's go.

Yes, of course.

My mom's going to some party tonight.

Dude, I said I'm in.

Pick me up in 30 and don't honk the horn this time.

- Trey Anderson. - Mom! A little privacy.

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