Diabolique

Uh...

Guy...

Guy...

Hey!

What the hell are you doing up here?

The bathroom. I saw her.

There's something wrong.

You're a real little peeping Tom, aren't you?

Get back to your room.

She fell. She's hurt.

Mrs. Baran!

I told you, there's something wrong.

And I told you to get back to your room.

Now go.

Nicole.

Is she dead?

I don't know. I didn't check.

Jesus, guy!

Well, get her pills, for god's sake.

She's still alive.

Call 911. She needs a doctor.

Go get another teacher.

Move it!

I'm alive?

No. You're dead,

this is heaven, and I'm the virgin Mary.

Can you swallow?

Yeah?

Here you go.

I don't want them to see me like this.

Did they say how long?

Erik... What happened?

It's just her heart again.

Get the boy out of here.

Failure, despair, passivity,

rebelliousness, defeat...

Why?

Well-meaning people may offer dozens of theories,

all of them boiling down to blaming you... the parent.

You won't find those theories here

at the St. anselm school for boys.

Poor little losers.

Aren't you glad you never did drugs?

You never did, right?

I think we should open with the zero tolerance talk...

Then the room searches.

Parents eat that shit up!

Man, you'd have to be at the end of your rope

to wind up here.

We are here, dickhead.

Front steps in 10 minutes

for the video shoot.

And take your books home over the long weekend.

There'll be a test on Tuesday.

Miss horner?

I'll be in a better mood on Tuesday.

Yes, ma'am.

Don't let guy catch you.

He's occupied.

You see? He didn't resist the urge

to assist another mother.

What happened to your eyes?

I don't know what you did to him last night,

but your husband was in one of his moods again.

Thank you very much.

Nicole!

You shouldn't be seen with him.

They all know, Mia.

It's better if we act normal.

That way, it won't look bad after.

Anyway, I only went over there

because the wife chooses to sedate herself.

What if she notices they're gone?

Oh, please.

That woman has enough drugs over there to relax China.

Good morning, ladies!

Oh, god.

Are we ready for our close-ups?

I can't wait for this filming to be done.

It just gets everyone overexcited.

And your husband... forgive me...

How he expects us to handle more students

without having more staff...

Lovely seeing you last night.

Any time estelle and I can assist

you two star-crossed...

Is something wrong with your eye?

Allergies.

Ah. I'm not surprised.

Well, if you don't quit for yourself,

think of us.

Secondhand smoke does kill, too, you know.

Not reliably.

Thanks.

This is disgusting.

Hey, you going to eat that?

I've got to eat it. I'm starving.

And then we thought

we'd cut to a talking head of you,

you know, consequences, a system kids can believe in,

blah, blah, blah, then do talks with some of the kids.

I once was lost, but now I'm found...

That classic boys' town stuff.

Success stories are our specialty here.

As a matter of fact...

We want to get some footage of the pool

once it's cleaned.

I'm a poor man, guys. As much as I'd like to,

I can't afford to maintain a pool all summer for show.

It's just Young boys frolicking,

sound minds and sound bodies,

the clean appalachian mountain air,

that type of thing.

O.k. We'll skip it.

But we want to shoot the kitchen work crew.

Yeah, take a number.

Hopkins, would you take this away?

I'm not hungry.

Our chef's skill is not presentation.

I think you'll find it tastes better than it looks.

It would have to.

Peas mushy. Pepper.

Guy... you promised.

It's a sin to waste.

Aren't you the expert on sin?

No. You are.

Mia.

No one's eating.

Well, don't encourage them.

Use your great moral force on my behalf.

Eat. It's perfectly edible.

See?

Pick up your fork.

Just pick up your fork.

Pick it up.

Take some food and put it in your mouth.

That didn't kill you.

Now swallow.

Swallow it.

For god's sake, guy.

Swallow it for once in your life.

Actually, I... I'm afraid I'm quite hungry myself,

so if you're not going to finish it...

Mr. Katzman,

will you please tell the table proctors

that no student will be allowed to leave this room

until every plate is clean.

Yes.

Thank you.

A child bride, gentlemen.

That's what I married, a child bride.

And each year, she grows younger and younger.

She's worse than the boys she teachers.

You're not finished yet.

Eat.

Again.

You know, I think this might help.

Oh!

Look what I did.

Hopkins, could you take this away, please?

Excuse me.

Wasn't that fun?

Don't you wish you had that on tape?

Bet you're just kicking yourselves now, huh?

Excuse me.

I'm...

I'm sure miss horner will keep something hot for you.

Mia?

Why do you make me do that to you?

Why?

You always do it.

And you always will.

No, no, no.

Only when you misbehave.

Like that stunt you pulled on Sunday.

When you do things like that,

do you know how bad that makes me feel?

You should think about me sometimes.

I... just don't know you.

You know me, Mia.

The problem is, you just don't understand me.

Isn't that right?

I know what my little nun likes.

I thought you weren't coming.

Hey. Go ahead, get in.

Let's go.

They'll see.

Well, we want them to see.

They're our alibis.

Come on. You take my bedroom.

It's down by the bathroom.

And stay here till she sees you, o.K.?

Ah, Nicole!

What a surprise!

Irving, it's Nicole!

Miss horner, I should say,

now that you are the landlady.

I think about your poor mother every day.

Bijou!

Well, come in.