Nanny Cam (Sitter Cam) (Nanny Cam)

Happy anniversary.

Really, that was amazing.

You're already so much better than Mommy ever was.

Nuh-uh.

Ya, hah.

Barbara, thanks for doing the night shift.

Can we get you anything while we're out?

Barbara?

Look, we need to go.

You have a wonderful time now.

Thank you.

We'll be back by 11.

Mrs. Highsmith?

Yes, dear.

I'm hungry.

Can we have macaroni and cheese?

Macaroni and cheese, of course.

( CHUCKLES ) I open the boxes.

They are full of broken tiles...

Aw.

Broken tiles, and I'm like what the...

I'm not paying for this.

Ma'am, for you.

Oh, that's not for us, thank you.

Uh, no, it is for us.

Mark, it's too much.

Just let me splurge on one romantic evening, hm?

We're going to have to drink the whole bottle

to make it worth it.

I can live with that.

Cheers, to us.

To us.

Wow, she already got back to me.

I was thinking that it would be nice

to have just one night

where we could actually sit here and not worry about your phone,

not have in the middle of dinner your phone be more important...

I know, I know.

I'm here.

You're not here.

You're actually still in your office.

I'm here.

Oh dear.

Mrs. Highsmith?

Now what are we doing here?

Making dinner.

Right. Dinner.

Here, I'll help.

You just pour the macaroni in the water.

No, it's too hot.

Just watch.

No, it's too hot!

Go on.

No, no. You should answer it.

Well, I'm having a nice dinner with my husband.

It can wait.

Just answer the phone, please.

Yes.

Chloe, oh my God!

Mommy!

How did this happen?

Uh, it seems like your babysitter

got a little disoriented while she was cooking.

Wait, I don't understand. What do you mean "disoriented"?

Where is she?

She's in the dining room collecting her thoughts.

The signs of dementia are very clear.

I think it's best if I take her to the hospital for a checkup.

Oh, geez.

Sorry.

Can I have a moment?

Barbara...

Linda, I, I'm so sorry.

I, I don't know what happened.

You need to see a doctor.

No. No, Chloe needs a doctor.

She... Chloe's okay.

May I tuck her in?

Barbara,

I'm sorry.

You can't watch Chloe anymore.

You need help.

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

You feel okay?

It tickles and hurts at the same time.

Okay. This might help.

Here you go.

Got it?

Is Mrs. Highsmith going to be fine?

Yeah. You're so sweet to think of her.

She's going to be fine.

Who's going to take care of me now?

You know what I'm going to suggest...

and you're not going to like it.

Yeah, so don't even suggest it, Mark.

I mean, as much as I love the idea

of watching Chloe full-time,

it's just not realistic I quit my job.

We have no income.

Look, all I need is a few more weeks

to finish the renovations on the house.

We can then flip it and triple our investment.

In the meantime, we have no savings to live off of.

All of our money is tied up in that house.

All right. Well, look...

let's not get all doom and gloom, okay?

I know. We just need to find a new babysitter--

someone who's younger, who can keep up with Chloe.

I don't know though.

I don't like the idea of trusting a teenage kid

with our daughter.

Well, after tonight, I don't like the idea

of trusting anyone with our daughter, but we...

we've got no choice.

And the Fisher account?

Well, they loved the 30-second TV spot,

but they want to see our plans for online.

Then show them.

Next, we need somebody to spearhead the Hooper account.

Any ideas on how to push canned spaghetti

in the age of gluten-free, fat-free foods?

Pasta bits-- almost as good for you

as eating the tin can it comes in.

Actually I think the can has some iron in it.

I think we should show the product

as a staple of the American meal,

and Hooper's been around since the '50s,

so I was thinking family dinners through the years,

all featuring the spaghetti.

Hooper means family.

Could be good.

Gary, maybe you should help her--

I got it.

I, I can handle it, sir.

All right then.

Let's go to work.

Sweetie, what did I tell you about coming up here

while I'm working?

Can we go home?

Ten minutes, all right,

and then we'll get some ice cream.

Fine.

All right. So why don't you go wait out back

and don't touch anything.

Okay.

Okay.

Whoa!

Daddy, I made a friend.

Well, what did we say about collecting bugs?

Heather's not a bug.

I was just walking by

and I saw this little one playing with your nail gun.

Ah.

This is not a toy.

Are you okay? Uh-huh.

But it looks like she had a little accident.

Oh, yes.

That was about a month ago.

Macaroni and cheese incident.

Oh, you poor thing.

The kids at school call it my monster skin.

Well, you know what I think?

I think they're saying that because they're jealous.

Um, why?

Well, because it's your mark, only you have it.

Really? Yes.

And that makes you special.

Yeah. No, it's a Chloe mark.

Exactly.

You see, I have a Heather mark.

Did you spill macaroni and cheese?

No, uh, my mark came from a boy.

From a boy?

Really? Uh-hm.

Take it from me, Chloe,

don't get involved with bad boys.

MARK ( DEEP BREATH ): What is that?

Oh, oh, I know this one.

And then this one, this one, this one.

Hello.

You're back early.

Hi.

This is Heather.

Hi.

Nice to meet you, Mrs. Kessler.

She helped out today with Chloe at the site,

and they got off to a great start, right,

and it just so happens

that she's looking for a babysitting job.

Is that so?

I'm trying to earn a bit

before going to college next year.

Chloe, sweetheart, why don't you take Heather

and show her your room while Mommy and I talk?

Okay. Come with me.

Okay.

Hi. Hi.