All language subtitles for The nanny seizoen 6 episode 3

Yetta,
what are you still doing here?

This is exactly where I left you
when I went to bed last night.

Your grandfather's
supposed to pick me up.

Oh, sweetie,
grandpa passed away.

When?

1973.

Come on, sweetie,
you've got to go home.

To who? My husband's dead.

Come on, Yetta,
we're having company.

Maxwell's late-wife's
parents are coming,

and it's always best
that new people only meet

one Fine per sitting.

- Completely understand.
- Good.

I'll be out of here as soon
as grandpa picks me up.

There's grandpa now.

Where have you been?

Oh, sweetheart, Sara's parents
are going to be here any minute.

All right, what are you
so nervous about?

I thought you said they were thrilled
when you told them we'd got married.

Well, darling, I lied.

What do you mean? You didn't tell them?
Are you ashamed of me?

Am I embarrassing to you?
Why aren't you answering?

Oh, sweetheart,
you're very special.

You're an acquired taste,
like feta cheese.

You're comparing me
to smelly Greek cheese?

Sweetheart, these are Sara's parents. This
is a very sensitive situation for them.

I mean in their minds, you're, in
effect replacing their daughter,

so I want to break
it to them gently.

Who compares a wife to cheese?

Forget the cheese.
You're not a cheese,

you're a beautiful, vibrant,
sexy, charming woman.

They're going
to be here any minute

and I want you to make a good impression,
so please get out of that robe.

All right. What do you think
they'll think of this?

I don't know.
Why don't you ask them?

♪ She was working in a bridal
shop in Flushing, Queens ♪

♪ Till 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 makeup
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. ♪

Oh, that was so embarrassing.
I'm so humiliated.

Although he had a smile on his face, but
I think she was a little stand-offish.

Well, darling, I smoothed
things over I think

when I told them the naked nanny in
my living room was now my naked wife.

I just hope she didn't hurt
her head when she passed out.

Darling, we have to
give them time. I know.

I know they can be
a bit abrading, but...

What?

- Pains in the tuches.
- Oh.

When you marry someone, you're
rather stuck with the parents.

Oh, that's true.

I mean, how often are you blessed
with a Morty and a Sylvia?

- Once in a lifetime, darling.
- Well, I'm not concerned.

We'll win them over,
and just to synch the deal,

how about if we take
them to Wylie's Ribs?

We'll order the onion loaf,
go the whole nine yards.

Darling, I'm not so
sure that's a good idea.

Why? They're not
good with the fried?

No, just that Sara's parent's

aren't really the ribs,
beans and slaw types,

they like to end their meals
with a liqueur, not a wet-nap.

Oh, excuse me. I just thought that
it would be a nice way to celebrate

after we sign the adoption
papers for the kids on Friday.

Ah, yes, well now,
er, about that. Uh...

You see, we've just
told them we're married.

I don't want to overwhelm them with
too much good news all at once.

What are you saying?

Do you think they're going to have a
problem with me adopting their grandkids?

No, no, I'm sure they
won't have a problem,

it's just that I think it would be
better if we maybe put off telling them

until you've really impressed them with
your charm and your warmth and elegance.

Oh, I got you.

I see where you're coming from.

So tell me, what do you think?
Should I wear this?

Oh, my God, what a mess. This is how
you plan to impress Sara's parents?

- What did you cook?
- Juice.

Plus, I managed to
save three whole muffins.

What about these others,
with the icing?

Oh, don't touch those.
That's fire-extinguisher foam.

Don't worry, don't you
worry about a thing.

I've got it all under control. I'm
just waiting for the bell to ding.

( Doorbell dings )

Done.

- Hi.
- Hi, here you go.

- Okay.
- That'll be $85.

Oh, $85. Wowie. Here you go.
Thank you, keep the change.

Thanks.

I can't believe you spent $85 for
breakfast just to avoid cooking.

I spend $30 at the IHOP.

$20 at the diner
if Shirley's on the counter.

Are you telling
me those delicious,

fluffy pancakes with the
pineapple smile, you don't make?

Do you think if I had the foresight to
come up with the pineapple smile concept,

I'd keep this swell job?

I haven't cooked a breakfast
in this kitchen in six years

that they haven't gone nuts for.

Sara's parents are beginning
to wonder just how much longer

they're going to have
to wait for breakfast.

You know, breakfast is always made
much quicker when Niles orders it.

You knew?

Oh, please. Like you'd have the smarts to
come up with that pineapple smile concept.

Well, the sausage patty yarmulke for
Rosh Hashanah was a Niles exclusive.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry that
breakfast is taking so long.

I just want everything
to be so right.

I mean, while they're here I just want to
come across as the perfect wife and mother.

And after they're gone?

Don't hurt my feelings.
I'm injured.

Oh, I'm sorry, darling.
Now listen.

I want you to go in
the dining room and

gather everyone together
in the dining room.

And while you're there,
maybe you can smooth

over that little faux pas
you made with Roberta.

What faux pas? I would think that if
I had a hair growing out of my chin,

I'd want someone to tell me.

I was just telling Roberta
and Ernest how,

well, after what you saw today,

I think I can call
you Bert and Ernie.

What is this?

- A Band-Aid?
- Oh, and we have a winner!

I like to keep the kids entertained.
I don't think it's going very well.

Hi.

Oh, this ought
to pick things up.

I was in the vicinity picking up
Metamucil for your father, Morton.

Oh, I see you have company.

Uh, Sylvia, these are
our grandparents.

Oh. I'm Fran's mother,
Sylvia Ray Fine.

- Ma, go.
- No.

Ah, sweetheart, aren't you going
to be late for the museum?

What?

Mrs. Sheffield loves taking the children to
the museum and other cultural activities.

What museum are you going to?

Uh, it's Brighton's day to pick.

Oh, um, well, we're going
to the Whitney Museum.

She's got a museum?

Ooh, I wonder if they're going
to have that metallic outfit

that she wore in The Bodyguard.

- Hi.
- Oh, you're home.

How was the museum?

Well, first of all, you know they
have these little electronic eyes,

so if you so much as touch a painting,
all these big alarms go off.

Do I really need to tell
you the rest of the story?

Oh, Niles, what's wrong
with me? Why can't I fit in?

Because you're like me.
We're movers. We are shakers.

We're creative people
who live outside the box.

Look what I came up with.
Velcro pot holders.

Niles, I don't know how to tell you this,
but they have those in all the stores.

Oh, great. You tell one big-mouth
cashier at Pottery Barn.

What am I going to do?

I really want Sara's parents

to feel comfortable with me
raising their grandkids.

Oh, give up, Nanny Fine. You're
never going to win them over.

They prefer a woman like me.
A woman of...

60.

You're a real riot, Niles.
Here's a punch-line for you.

Yetta, your husband's in here!

Oh, God!

Look at him go! He can't wait!

I'll surprise him.
I'll take the elevator.

The elevator's
out of order, Yetta.

Oh, poor Nanny Fine.

I wish I could help.

But I won't.

Because you have him,
I don't, and I want him.

You know, Miss Babcock,

I think that herbal Prozac doesn't
have quite the same kick as the real.

Don't you worry about me,
Nanny Fine.

I'll be very calm tomorrow night after I
have martinis with Roberta and Ernest

before I take them
to the symphony.

Well, it just so happens that
I have plans to take them out

for cocktails
and entertainment tonight.

You're not the only one that knows
how to impress, girlfriend.

♪ Ain't no mountain high enough,
ain't no valley low enough ♪

♪ Ain't no river wide enough,
to keep me from you! ♪

♪ Ain't no mountain
high enough ♪

♪ Ain't no valley low enough ♪

♪ Ain't no river wide enough ♪

She don't know the words.

♪ Ain't no mountain
high enough ♪

This is horrendous.
I'm getting the check.

Oh, look, nana's waving at us!

She loves me!

Oh, ladies and gentlemen, staff
here at Ping Chow restaurant

This Friday is a very special
day for our little family.

Nana Roberta, Papa Ernest,

I know that I could
never replace Sara,

and I never want to try.

But I love these kids so much.

And that is why, on Friday,

I will officially adopt them.

Over my dead body!

♪ Ain't no mountain high enough,
ain't no valley low enough ♪

♪ Ain't no river wide enough,
to keep me from you! ♪

How could they be contesting
the adoption? On what grounds?

They think you're
an unfit mother.

Unfit? I'm in the
best shape of my life.

Oh no, I know what this is all about.
They don't like my people.

No, sweetheart, they're not anti-Semitic.
They're best friends with the Rothschilds.

I meant my mother.

Nanny Fine,
I just heard the news.

Now I know that we've had our
differences, but this is truly unfair.

Those children mean the world to you, and
if there is anything I can do to help.

Well, I'll tell you what I'm going to do.
I'm going to go see my lawyer.

You do that, Maxwell.
Those people have no case.

They can't do this to you
because... you are such a loser.

( laughs )

You know, Miss Babcock, I really appreciate
your Linda Tripp-type friendship.

But my husband is a very
powerful man, and we will win.

Not before Sara's parents
get their lawyers to prove

that you're not mother material by digging
up every little thing about your past.

Oh, what are they
going to dig up on me

except something that
happened in high school

and maybe right before I came here
and once last year, I'm dead.

Ma, I'm upset.
I'm about to lose my kids.

Why don't you have anything
sweet in this house?

I got rid of it all.
I went to the doctor,

and according to my weight
chart, I should be 7'9".

Why don't you just solve your problems
like other people? Without food?

- You want to try it?
- I'll give it a whirl.

Fran, this is so sad. You are
such a good mother to those kids.

Why would Sara's parents go rooting around
in your past to prove that you're unfit?

I know, Val. I mean, I thought
that they were just going to focus

on the things that I teach them
that might be inappropriate.

You know,
like how to make a phony ID.

- How to change a D into a B.
- Right.

How to return a dress
that you've worn for a year.

But I didn't think that they were going
to start looking for bad things.

Darling, this is a very
serious problem.

I don't know.
I don't know.

You know, some things
even a mother can't solve.

All right, I'm back.

Fran, you don't want your husband
to hear about your past.

These grandparents
are rich people,

and rich people can dig
up anything on anyone.

Look at this Ken Starr.

Oh, yeah, but I read that report
on what they said she did to him

and I don't believe it.

You don't think
a president would do that?

A Jewish girl would
never do that.

Mom, what is in this coffee?

Cognac.

It acts like an expectorant.

And gives me a little buzz.

Oh, Val, this is just terrible.
I mean,

I wish I knew what Sara's parents
were going to find out about me.

I've done a lot of things.
Does that mean I remember them?

Well, there was that one
time you went to jail,

but they let you go
when you proved it was

powdered sugar from a
donut on your nostril.

That's true.

So you spend a lot of time in the
high school principal's office.

Was that any reason
to blame you for his divorce?

All right, Val,
you've said enough.

Remember what
happened in Acapulco?

When were we ever in Acapulco?

Uh, she means the restaurant.
Remember, Ma? You stole the dip.

Oh, sure.

Oh, I just love those
kids so much

and I want
to make then legally mine.

You know, don't rock the boat.
It's a dangerous thing.

Anyway, you know it's
not so great having kids.

Most of my life
I wished I didn't.

( Gasps ) Ma!

Did that come out of me?

Forgive me.
It's the cognac talking.

Fran, we don't want to go out to
dinner with our grandparents.

If they don't like you,
then we don't like them.

How are we supposed to be
nice to people who hate you?

Oh, sweetie, they don't hate me.

Yeah, Fran,
they really hate you.

I don't understand why you
don't even try to fight for us.

Oh, sweetie,
this is a very big decision.

I mean, it's all very confusing.

I just don't know what to
tell you. Okay, I'm back.

Look, you guys love me,
I love you.

What does the adoption paper do?

It doesn't change a thing.

It's just a little piece of
paper, it doesn't mean anything.

A piece of paper meant a lot
when you wanted to marry daddy.

Well, that's different.
That's community property.

Fine, don't fight for us.
We don't want to be a burden.

We'll see each other at weddings,
and God forbid, funerals.

Oh, sweetie.
They're not taking you away.

They're just trying to stop
the adoption, that's all.

Now come on, I want you to have a
nice evening with your grandparents.

Go put on something
pretty and handsome.

Just no animal
prints or sequins.

These people have no
regard for haute couture.

You know, Fran, if something
did happen to daddy,

they could take them away, because
you're not our legal mom.

Darling, do you think I should go with
the brown suit or the grey herring?

Oh, all right, look, I was arrested in '84.
It was powdered sugar.

And my principle did have an affair,
but it was with Mrs. Simon.

I had nothing to do with it.

Darling, darling, darling,
what are you talking about?

Oh, sweetie,
if we go and fight in court,

they are going to do
an investigation on me

and there are things that you don't
know about me that might come out.

I mean, ugly things.
Very ugly things.

Darling, darling,
I know all about your past.

Before I hired you as my nanny, I
had you thoroughly investigated.

What?

Yeah. I'm not about to trust some
stranger with my children, am I?

Come on,
didn't you check me out?

I checked you out.

So you see, you have
absolutely nothing to confess.

- I know everything about you.
- Everything? Even my age?

Actually, that was the one thing
even the FBI couldn't verify.

The closest they
could get was 31.

31? Well,
I guess the truth is out.

Uh, listen, you guys, we really
need to talk to you

about this whole adoption issue.

Yes, we don't want to fight you,
but we will if we have to.

Now, we want to do what's
best for the children,

and what's best for them is
for all of us to be a family.

Well, if Sara were
still here, we would be.

Calm down, Roberta.
They didn't kill her.

Oh, Roberta, I don't mean
to seem insensitive.

I understand that the kids
are your link to Sara.

But my adopting them is
never going to change that.

Well, I'm sorry, but I
worry that they don't

even think about their
mother anymore.

That's not true, Grandma.
We think about mom all the time.

And sometimes when
we really miss her,

Fran puts in old videotapes of
her and watches them with us.

And every year
on mom's birthday,

Fran has us light
a Yahrzeit candle for her.

- A what?
- Well, it's a Jewish tradition.

It sort of lights the
way to a happy afterlife.

Also, in the Hebrew tradition,

we're only allowed to light one
candle on Fran's birthday cake,

but I forget what that means.

It's in the Torah.

It's very sacred.

Roberta. Ernest. You'll
always be welcome here,

and you'll always be
part of our family.

Yes.

Why don't you two join us
and the children for dinner,

and we'll continue
this conversation?

Listen, Ernie, is there anything that
I can do to get on Bert's good side?

Is there a Wylie's
for ribs around here?

She's wild for the onion loaf.

Mm-hmm.

( Chuckles )

Listen, you guys,
I want you to know

that I love these
children so very much,

and I promise you that I am going
to provide them with a warm,

loving and, most of all,
stable environment.

( Knock on door )

What time do you open?

( laughs )

Oh, please, Niles, take pity
on her. She's old. She's lonely.

She's losing her mind.
It's just one night.

One dinner.
How's it going to kill you?

Oh, all right. But I'm
only doing this for you.

Thank you.

Come on, Babcock,
I'll let you buy me dinner.

( Jazz music playing )