All language subtitles for The Nanny s05 e13

Oh, hi, Niles.

Ms. Fine,
the way you're dressed...

-What?
-You're dressed.

I'm taking my father
to a basketball game

for his birthday
and you know,

he likes women
to dress so conservatively.

Is that why your mother
dresses so demurely?

Meanwhile, one time,
she bought this backless dress

and he made her return it

because it showed
too much cleavage.

-Cut too low in the front?
-You wish the front.

Hi, kids.
Close the door. It's cold.

All right, Brighton.
The party starts at 8:30

and there's going to be
a lot of hot chicks there,

so you owe me.

Maggie's taking me to a mixer
at her sorority house.

Oh, great.

Bring-a-geek party?

I, like, so own that trophy.

-Oh, hi.
-Ms. Fine, here we go.

Two center-court tickets
to tonight's basketball game.

Oh, I so appreciate you
arranging these tickets.

This is the first time
that I've been able to afford

to give my father something
really great.

They're comps, right?

Think of them as my gift to you.

-Thank you.
-Don't you look adorable today.

-Thank you.
-You know, you could
be Margaret's sister.

Well, sister. Stepmother.

Oh, Niles, that's Daddy.
Will you get it?

Good evening, Sylvia.

Oh, Niles,
you smell delicious.

What is it? Ham?

Ma, what are you doing here?
Where's Daddy?

Oh, he couldn't make it,

but he wanted us to wave to him
from the good seats.

He's not coming?

He didn't like my gift?

Oh, sure, he did.

He just wasn't feeling well.

He ate a whole box
of Snausages.

Ma, the dog's been dead
for five years.

You still kept her treats?

Although, you got her
collar and leash

hanging in your
bedroom closet.

But that's probably
none of my business.

You're right, it's not.

I'm so disappointed.
I can't believe
he's not coming.

I really wanted to see him.

So, come on. We'll go.

I'm dying to see
a basketball game.

I don't know how I put it off
for the past 50 years.

♪ She was working
In a bridal shop ♪

♪ In Flushing, Queens ♪

♪ Til her boyfriend
Kicked her out ♪

♪ In one of those
Crushing scenes ♪

♪ What was she to do?
Where was she to go? ♪

♪ She was out on her fanny ♪

♪ So over the bridge
From Flushing ♪

♪ To the Sheffield's door ♪

♪ She was there to sell make-up
But the father saw more ♪

♪ She had style!
She had flair!
She was there ♪

♪ That's how she became ♪

♪ The Nanny ♪

♪ Who would have guessed
That the girl we described ♪

♪ Was just exactly
What the doctor prescribed? ♪

♪ Now, the father
Finds her beguiling ♪

♪ Watch out C.C. ♪

♪ And the kids
Are actually smiling ♪

♪ Such joie de vivre ♪

♪ She's the lady in red ♪

♪ When everybody else
Is wearing tan ♪

♪ The flashy girl
From Flushing ♪

♪ The Nanny named Fran! ♪

Defense! Defense! Defense!

Defense! Defense! Defense!

What's the matter, darling?

I miss Daddy.

There's the camera, Fran!
There's the camera!

Happy birthday, Daddy!
We love you!

Oh, boy.

It's a good thing
I'm wearing jeans.

That guy would have just
taken my temperature.

Pig.

Did you feel a ring?

You know, if you're not going
to finish your pretzel,

I'd like to take it home
to Daddy.

Well, I thought he had
an upset stomach.

Ma, were you lying to me?

I was half lying.

Why?

Well, he did eat a box of
Snausages,

but it didn't bother him.

Well, why didn't he
want to come then?

Because he knew that the tickets
came from Mr. Sheffield.

So? It's not like I had to do
anything to get them.

Lord knows I'm the only one
burning the candle
in that window.

Darling, he doesn't
want to take anything
from Mr. Sheffield.

-Why?
-It breaks his heart

to see your young life
being wasted

by a guy who's never
going to marry you.

I can't even talk about it.
I get all choked up.

Peanuts!

What's so funny?

Oh! Nothing.
I was just thinking

of that hysterical J.J. Walker
impression you do.

You know, you should really do
that for the sorority party.

Oh, you mean,
"Dyn-o-mite."

Stop, stop.

-You're going to peak too soon.
-Right.

Bring-a-geek party, right?

I remember well.

This baby brought me home gold.

Gracie. I'm sorry, honey.

They didn't have your choice
ofSecrets of Life
at the video store.

But I got your second choice.
Operation Dumbo Drop.

That was your choice, Fran.

I know. I'm just
a little depressed

and kind of
needed an upper.

Well, what's wrong, Fran?

Oh, sweetie.

This is a grown-up problem
and you're a little girl.

My daddy doesn't like me.

-Let me.
-Okay.

Yes.

All right, honey,
talk to me.

[sighs] What's wrong
with this picture?

You mean
because you're the adult
and I'm the child?

No, I mean because you didn't
bring a fork.

But the other thing
is true too.

So, what happened
with your father?

You know, he doesn't approve
of the relationship
between me and your daddy.

He doesn't know what me
and your father have together.

I don't know what we...
Why? Have you heard anything?

Fran, you're a grown woman.

You're over five-feet tall.

So?

Why is it so important
what your father thinks?

He's always finding fault
with everything I do.

I mean,
I can never please the man.

Fran, what does Dr. Miller say

when you talk
about your father in therapy?

I haven't even finished talking
about when my mother took me

trick-or-treating Halloween
dressed as Catwoman.

Why she had a black latex
bodysuit hanging...

Oh, well, I guess that's none
of my business either.

Oh, Dr. Miller, I'm so sorry
to barge in on you this way.

I hope it's not too much
of an imposition.

It's all right, Fran.

Even though it's not
your regular appointment,

being drilled by needles
feels oddly similar.

Now, where was I?

Your father disapproves of you.

Oh, yeah, that's right.
Thank you, Ken.

You know what, Fran? I'd like
run a Rorschach test on you.

Rorschach?
FromWelcome Back, Kotter.

Would you pick up one of those
inkblot cards there

and tell me what you see?

Yeah. You mean with
this black schmear?

Well, I don't know.
I guess I see a gorgeous,

off-the-shoulder Vera Wang,
white wedding dress.

You see a white wedding dress
in that black ink?

Yeah, uh-huh. You know,
this is the negatives.

The proofs
haven't come in yet.

Fran, don't you see
the connection here?

You've come in with a crisis
about your father

and you jump
right to marriage.

Wait a minute.

Are you saying that I want
to be married to my father?

Because if that is buried
in my subconscious,

let's just build a Home Depot
over it and move on.

I'm saying that marriage
is the ultimate expression

of acceptance and love.

That's what you want
from your father.

And that's why you keep
seeking out men like him.

So, you mean I seek out
distant and repressed men

that keep me
at arm's length?

Who?

-Mr. Sheffield.
-Mr. Sheffield.

Oh, my God.

I have been chasing after men

that reject me just like my
father my whole life.

-Oh, Dr. Miller,
you're a genius!
-Oh! Oh! [groaning]

-[whispers]
Can you believe this?
-Niles!

What? What?

Sir, would you believe she put
these things in my hand

while I was asleep
on the couch?

That sleep part was a bad
defense, wasn't it?

You know, at the risk of
sounding like the doctor
who delivered you,

this could get ugly.

Oh, Mr. Sheffield.

I just came from
a therapy session
and we've got to talk.

Ms. Fine, you've been talking
for a solid hour.

Aren't you talked out?
Well, that's a silly question.

All right, Ms. Fine.
What's on your mind?

Well, first of all,
don't you think that
it's a little strange

that we've known each other
for five years

and you're still
calling me Ms. Fine?

Niles calls you Ms. Fine.

That's different.
He's the butler.

I get a charge out of that.

You call me Ms. Fine
to keep me at arm's length.

Now, hold it right there.
That's not true.

People's exhibit A.

Do you know
what I've discovered?

You are exactly
like my father.

-Oh, that's absurd.
-No.

I've never met your father.
No one has.

I'm not even sure
he bloody well exists.

Well, he does.

And I have been chasing
after his love my entire life.

Do you know that
he is at the root

of every doomed relationship
I've ever had?

I'm completely screwed up.

I'm a basket case.

And there is only one way
for me to achieve
any kind of mental health.

You have got to change,
mister.

Well, it's been
three whole days

and Mr. Sheffield
hasn't changed at all.

I don't know.

Maybe I was too subtle.

Well, that's always been
your downfall.

Well, I'll tell you,
this whole thing
with my father

has gotten me so confused.

I mean,
where do I go from here?

Trying to get
some guy's approval

has always been
my whole Raisinette.

Meanwhile, if I could
blame my father

for why I'm going to end up
alone and miserable,

I'd be the happiest girl
in the world.

Fran, as far as you
and Daddy go,

you've got to redefine
the boundaries
of your relationship.

You're his nanny
and nothing more.

That should be
a smooth transition.

You know, Val,
all those hard knocks

have made you
a little bitchy.

Would you look at her?

She is baking cookies
for herself.

She is so independent.

Well, I'll tell you.

She's not looking
for some guy's approval.

That kid is the answer
to all women in the future.

Right.

Gracie, I said chocolate chip,
not oatmeal raisin.

Come on.

Well, I guess I can't do
anything right.

Mr. Sheffield.

Oh, Ms. Fine,
don't you look lovely.

Oh, you like?
Don't compliment me.

How am I ever going
to break the habit
of needing your approval

if now,
you start giving it to me?

Here.

That's my schedule.
Those are my hours.

You're the boss.
I'm the nanny.

I'm on a coffee break.
Goodbye.

Come on, Ms. Fine.
Don't be so foolish.

And please let's keep
a professional distance.

That was just for the road.

Niles, I don't know what
the woman wants anymore.

What am I supposed to do?

-May I speak freely, sir?
-Yes, of course, old boy.

I am so bloody sick of hearing
this year after year.

"Niles, what am I to do?
I told her I loved her.

I took it back.
I'm afraid of commitment.

I'm worried
about the children."

For God's sake,
make a move!

Do something!
You passed onCats.

Do you want to regret this
for the rest of your life too?

-What's going on in there?
-Well, I have had it.

I am trying to convince him
to give up on Ms. Fine

and move on with his life.

[C.C] I agree with Niles!

What are you waiting for?
Just do it!

Do it! Do it!

Hi, Ma.

I brought you a cake
from the health food bakery.

It's flourless, sugarless
and dairy free.

Darling, I didn't know
you were coming.

I'm going to the gym.

Are you really
going to the gym?

-This is my second time.
-Oh!

I went once to join.
And now, I'm going to renew.

Ma, I'm very upset.
I really need to talk to you.

I'm sticking to my diet,
darling,

so if you're looking
for Entenmann's,

the cupboards are bare.

No cookies?

No Count Chocula?

No nothing?

I mean, I'm depressed here, Ma.
I need some junk.

Have some bread.

I don't want bread.
I need sweet.

Have the bread.

Look at this,
a Jewish piñata.

So, what are you
so upset about, darling?

Oh, I had a big breakthrough
in therapy.

All about Daddy.

So, what did that
con artist tell you?

That everything
that's wrong with your life

is your father's fault?

-Yes, Ma.
-Thank God it's not me.

Ma, why don't Daddy
and I connect?

I mean, after Nadine was born,
did he really want a son?

No. He loved his girls.

Then, how come he always
dressed me like a tomboy?

I mean, there are pictures of me
sitting on Daddy's lap.

You'd swear I was
a k.d. lang dummy.

Darling, you're grasping
at straws there.

Your father adored you.

He just had trouble
expressing himself,
so he's a little distant.

It's just his way.

You know, children tend
to idealize their parents
when they're growing up.

You know, they don't see
that underneath this veneer,

we're not sophisticated
people.

Well, meanwhile,
Dr. Miller says

that I'm attracted to men that
always keep me at a distance

because that's the way
Daddy treated me.

You know, your father
always did his best.

But he's not going to change.

You know, you should focus
on changing yourself, not him.

You know, Ma.
You are absolutely right.

Of course, I'm right.

I've got to change myself.

As long as I'm living
under the same roof
with Mr. Sheffield,

I am always going
to feel this way.

Naturally. What?

I have to move out
of that mansion
and get on with my life.

What life?
You're two shakes away from
being a cleaning lady.

Wish me luck, Ma.

I'm going to cut out my tongue.
That's not what I meant!

[Sylvia] Fran,
your father did this!

Why are you punishing me?

Stay back, Ma.
I know what I gotta do.

I'll kill that shrink bastard.

Look what he's done
to my little girl.

What is going on in here?

Ma, leave us alone.
I have to talk
to Mr. Sheffield.

I am not moving
from this spot.

Come, Sylvia.
We'll wait in the kitchen.

Look, Mr. Sheffield.

I keep hoping that if I
hang around here long enough,

deep down inside,
you're going to change.

But I've come to realize
that my father
is never going to change

and I have to accept
that in you too.

So, what does this mean?

That this arrangement is not
going to work out anymore.

Well, are you saying
you're quitting?

Yeah. Yeah.
We've been together
for so many years,

you still don't know
what you want.

I just think that it's
a healthier decision
for me to make.

Look, Ms. Fine. I understand
how you're feeling.

I really do, but I don't
understand why you...

Mr. Sheffield, genug already.
It's too late.

I've made up my mind.
I have to do this.

No, please don't go, Ms. Fine.
Ms. Fine, come back.

Fran, wait.

You're right.

You're right.
I suppose I have

kept you at arm's length.

Maybe it's because I have
a genuine fear of intimacy.

I don't know. I just do know
that I don't want you to go.

Fran?

Fran.

Does this mean you're gonna
start calling me Fran now
all the time?

Well, not in front
of the children.

Well, how about
Niles and C.C.?

That wouldn't be
very professional.

-What about Ma?
-Ms. Fine.

-Ciao.
-Fran.

That's better.

-Good night, Fran.
-Wait. Wait.

I gotta tell you.

Maggie's taking you
to a bring-a-geek party.

Oh, Fran, I know that.
What am I, stupid?

I'm going there
to meet girls.

That's why I'm wearing
my cool clothes.

Oh! Good. Good.

-Well, have fun, honey.
-Thanks, Fran.

-Oh, and B, B, B.
-Yes?

You know, sweetie.

It probably wouldn't hurt

to just work the words
"trust fund"

right into the conversation.
Have fun.

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