All language subtitles for The Nanny S04E13_track3_eng

Will you stop
with that face already?

Nobody's gonna be
looking at you.

You're the bridesmaid,
not the bride.

That's a sentence
you can't hear often enough.

Excuse me, Sylvia, did you say
you wanted waffles or pancakes?

"And." I said, "And."

Wow, Fran, great dress.

Hey, when are you gonna
get the sheep to match?

That's it. I'm not going.

Don't listen to him.
When did he become Elsa
Klensch?

If you wanna know about
fashion,
take a cue from me.

[LAUGHS] Oh, my God.

Gracie, stop laughing.
Fran looks beautiful.

No, really, Fran, cool dress.

I guess we won't be clearing
a space for her academy award.

Fran, when you get married,
can I be your flower girl?

Sure honey, if you still feel
the same way when you're 40.

Here you are, Sylvia,
waffles and pancakes.

You didn't have light?

Sylvia, the barn door is open,

and the horses
have left the building.

Ma.... ma....

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

♪♪ 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 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've 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♪♪

♪♪ She's the lady in red ♪♪

♪♪ when everybody else
is wearing tan ♪♪

♪♪ The flashy girl
from Flushing ♪♪

♪♪ The nanny named Fran! ♪♪

[SWING MUSIC PLAYING]

I wish I could
dance
like that.

-You mean swing?
-I mean with a man.

You know, Fran,
if you really want to dance,

I'll dance with you.

Oh, Val, I never pictured
swinging with you.

Really?
You never had that fantasy?

-No.
-Me neither.

Oh, I still don't have a date
for my cousin's wedding.

What are you doing on Saturday?

Oh, all of a sudden,
I'm good enough for
you?

I feel amazed that we haven't
even been picked up yet.

I mean, look around.

Have you ever seen such a bunch
of pathetic desperate women?

Oh, hi, Miss Babcock.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Wow! What a surprise
running into you here.

Well, you know,
I'll try anything once.

C.C., your usual?

Oh, it's all right.

Come on, we're all here
for the same reason.

Well, speak for yourself,
Nanny Fine.

I just came
for a tall black Russian.

I'd be happy
with a short tan Jew.

-Oh, hey, Miss Babcock.
Where you going?
-Oh, yeah. Where you going?

Hang out with us a little bit.

You know, just because I work
with the kids all day

doesn't mean I can't engage

in intelligent,
adult conversation.

So when was the last time
you had sexola?

Oh! The next one is on me,
Miss Babcock.

Well, thanks, Val.

-You know my name?
-Of course, I know your name.

Yeah. But you never
called me Val before.

I always thought you hated me

but everyone told me
I was being stupid.

Well, don't listen
to other people.
You were absolutely right.

Excuse me, ladies.

Which one of you
ordered the short Jew?

[ALL] Me!

No, this woman
had a really distinct
voice.

Hi.

You must have
really deformed adenoids.

That's your idea of a come-on?

I'm sorry. I'm a doctor.

Come on.

[♪♪♪]

And then
the beautiful Snow White

and the handsome Prince Charming

lived happily ever after.

This story really
screws
with women's heads.

Huh?

Well, what are the women
out there supposed to do,

who look more
like Grumpy and Dopey?

Well, that's why
they sell Clinique-y.

Oh, Miss Fine,
where are you off to?

I'm seeing an ear,
nose and throat
man.

Oh, so, you finally
heard yourself on a tape
recorder, huh?

Well, now you know what we have
to live with day in and day out.

You meant seeing him socially,
didn't you?

You know,
I may have a funny voice,

but at least I ain't
the one sitting home alone,

revisitingBrideshead.

So, Miss Fine,
what's this Bob fellow like?

Oh, he is so adorable.
You're gonna love him.

-I can't wait
for you to meet him.
-Well, the important thing

is that you love him, Miss Fine.

-Do you love him, Miss Fine?
-Don't be ridiculous.

It took me three years
to fall in love with you,

whose chocolate beverage...
Moving on.

Miss Fine, I believe
your young man just pulled up

in his $80,000 Porsche.

-Oh. Convertible?
-No.

Mine is a convertible.

Yes, plus, you have
that cool window Garfield.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

-Hi, Fran.
-Hi, Bob.

-God. You look great.
-Thanks.

Oh, Bob, you can't park there.
It's illegal.

Fran, I'm a doctor.
I can park anywhere.

Even at a red curb,
like in front of Ben &
Jerry's?

Even at a fire hydrant
in front of Loehmann's.

Here's a towel, sir.
Go ahead and throw it in.

Mr. Sheffield,
I'd like you to meet Bob.

-Bob. My boss, Mr. Sheffield.
-How do you do?

I noticed your Porsche outside.

I'm just a little curious.

Why didn't you get
the convertible?

Well, it's a little mid-life
crisis if you know what I
mean.

[LAUGHS]

Oh, there's nothing in here
to get me out this.

Fran, I wish I'd met you sooner.

Where were you
ten years ago?

At my sweet sixteen party.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

We should get going.
I hope you like
lobster.

I hope you like a very
hands-on
mother-in-law.

Well, he seems like a nice chap.

Funny, handsome, personable.

Oh, but, sir, you have
that shiny red convertible.

Sir, could I have some time off

to see a doctor about this
self-destructive behavior?

[♪♪♪]

Mm. Yeah. It's
good.
It's... yeah.

Your glands
don't seem swollen at all.

No, you're fine.

Oh, wow. Lobster, dancing
and a free check-up.

You know, maybe next time
I see you,

you could bring some of those
paper hospital robes.

They're really great for
when I dye my Easter eggs.

Fran, I can't believe
how well we're connecting.

It's like I can
tell you
anything. It's...

-It's like you're a...
-Not a sister or a friend?

[LAUGHS] Just kidding.

I just hate when women
come across so desperate.

Does this place
come with walk-in closets?

Yeah.

So, um,
you want children someday?

Yes.

-Is your mother alive?
-No.

Take me.

FRAN [THINKING]:
Oh, this guy is class plus.

If I marry him, I'll be
just like Alexis on
Dynasty.

I wonder if they got
good bagels in Denver?

[♪♪♪]

Hello, darling.

Angel, you're a vision.

So stunning. Look at you,
and all without a stitch
of make-up.

FRAN [THINKING]:
Oy, is this a good fantasy?

Francesca, bring me
my three precious children.

Sweetness,
you hired a new nanny?

Yes, and she's brilliant.

I just hope
I can trust you around her

with those tiny little
skirts
and stiletto heels.

FRAN [THINKING]:I'm no fool.

Hello, Lalique.

You're looking butch as always.

You're just jealous

'cause I don't have
to wear shoulder pads.

I was a damn fool.
It's you I've loved all along.

I should have married you
when I had the chance.

Yadda, yadda, yadda.
I'm happy now.

You stay away from my husband,

you gorgeous woman
with a perfect figure.

C.C. [THINKING]:Gee, I wonder
whose fantasy this is?

You schlub!

FRAN [THINKING]:At 29, my life
is finally going to be perfect.

Twenty nine?
Oy, I'm lying to me now.

[♪♪♪]

Raise your hand
if you're in love.

Raise your hand
if you're going to die

a bitter, lonely-old-Englishman.

-Miss Fine?
-Oh, no, thanks, Niles.

I'm not hungry.

I know.
I can't eat. I'm too happy.

It's like I've been possessed
by a gentile.

-Will you stop following me?
-Why?

Because I don't want to
be your friend!

Oh, how can I
make you understand?

I don't like you.

I understand that.
I'm not stupid.

What I don't understand is,
why?
Why, Miss Babcock? Why?

What's this I hear you're
going
to the wedding with Val?

You know what the
family
is gonna think?

What, ma? That I'm gay?

That I don't mind.

But you couldn't do
better than Val?

Oh, does Ellen really wanna
put herself through this?

What the hell is wrong with you?

Ma!

Not you. You.

A plate? Hello!

Ma, I didn't wanna tell you this

'cause you always get
so carried away, but...

Ma, I met
the man I'm gonna marry.

-Oh, my God!
-What? What?

Oh, Ms. Fine, don't you think
you're moving a little too
fast?

Please, you don't know how old
she is. She's gonna be 30...

Chocolate chip in the pancakes?

Meanwhile,
if you like this guy so much,

why don't you take him
to the wedding?

It'll give him a chance
to meet the whole family.

I think you just answered
your own question, ma.

[♪♪♪]

You should be glad

your daughter's
a spinster, Sylvia.

This wedding cost me a fortune.

That would explain why you
couldn't get your hair
colored.

["HERE COME'S THE BRIDE"
PLAYING]

-Fran?
-Bob.

-What are you doing here?
-What are you doing here?

Isn't it adorable.

Let me get a picture of you
and your cousin Bob.

-Cousins?
-Cousins?

[BOTH SPIT]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

Now, Miss Fine,
I thought a spot of hot tea

and a little pound cake
might help.

Oh, Mr. Sheffield,
does it have a glaze on it?

Sheffield, What's wrong with me?

Why can't I meet the right guy?

Every time I think
something's going right,

something weird happens.

You say you love me
and then you take it back.

Another guy
turns out to be a thief.

Then there's your brother,
which you know nothing about.

Moving on.

Thank you.

Oh, God, Miss Fine,
I can't take this anymore.

Watching you with Bob,
watching you with all these
other dates,

constantly getting involved
with
men who are no good for you.

Ms. Fine, it's time
I did something
I should have done ages
ago.

Oh Mr. Sheffield,
what are you saying?

Oh, wait a second.

I have a feeling
this is gonna be
a memorable moment

and I wanna have my lips on.

-Miss Fine...
-Yes, Mr. Sheffield?

I think it's time
I sent you to a therapist.

Not a lipstick moment.

A pound cake moment.

[♪♪♪]

Fran,
why exactly did you come here?

Oh, well,
'cause Mr. Sheffield's
paying.

And who is Mr. Sheffield?

Well, he's the guy I live
with.
Actually, my boss.

He told me that he loved me,
and then he took it back

before anything happened,
except the time I saw him
naked,

which was really an accident,
like the time that I woke up
with him in bed.

But, you know,
this isn't the problem.

[LAUGHS]

Oh, you're serious?

Well, you know
what I'd like to do, Fran?

A little word association.

I'm gonna say a word,
and then you just tell me
whatever comes to mind.

-Good.
-You'll be amazed
at what we can uncover.

-Um, coffee?
-Cake.

No, it hasn't begun yet.
I'm just offering.

-Oh, what? Cake?
-Coffee.

Pass.

-All right. Let's begin.
-Okay.

Here's the first word.

-Man.
-Husband.

-Doctor.
-And Mrs.

-Pen.
-Pre-nup.

We seem to be
a little stuck here, Fran.

Ah, try opening your mind
to all possibilities.

Okay. Okay.

-China.
-Pattern.

-Fish.
-Or chicken.

Do you ever think of anything
besides marriage?

I do.

-Fran, you're suffering
from an obsession.
-[GASPS]

You know?
Now in order to solve this,

we're going to have
to work together.

You'll have to come to see me
three times a week.

And I'll just call my contractor

and tell him
to begin work on the new spa.

[FRAN LAUGHS]

Oh, Dr. Miller,
I don't have an obsession.

I just really, really,
really
wanna be married.

What you need is not a man,
Fran, you need confidence.

And until you
start working on that,

you'll end up in an unhealthy
codependent relationship,

like the one
I had with my ex-wife.

You're single?

[♪♪♪]

-Hi.
-Hi.

Now, come on Fran,
we gotta get to the club

before all the good ones
are taken.

Val, I'm in therapy now.
I'm not going to meet a
man.

I'm talking
about the quesadillas.

I'll get my purse.

Hi, Miss Babcock.

Hi.

Don't be so shy.
You haven't called me all
week.

I tried but your
phone's
been disconnected.

But don't worry.
Niles gave me your new number.

Oh, he did. How sweet.

I'll just have to go
and thank him for that.

Oh, hi.

Oh, well, Miss
Fine,
how was therapy?

Oh, it is amazing.

You know, Dr. Miller
is right on the money.

Well, your money.

[LAUGHS]

Did you know that I was
obsessed
with wanting a relationship?

Oh, I don't think that's
true.
Did he cure you?

He told me that I have to
focus
on myself being an individual

and to stop obsessing
on wanting to be married.

The man's a genius.

He said just let go of the past,

forget about what you said
or didn't say or took back.

The man's a God.

Let's go, Fran. We're never
gonna get into the club.

-Alrighty.
-Wait, wait, Miss Fine.

You're going to a club
dressed like that?

Oh, yeah. You know,
it's part of my
therapy.

I no longer dress for men.

No more jumping on your desk
in tight little skirts.

No more parading
around the house

in cute little crop tops

or wiggling around in my
bikinis
on the beach.

Oh, by the way,
here's the bill.

What happened
to not dressing for
men?

It's a process.

Meanwhile,
does he look depressed?

Yeah.

Therapy is working.

[♪♪♪]

-Happy?
-Meal.

-Cold.
-Cuts.

-House.
-Of Pancakes.

Excuse me.

Yes, this is Dr. Miller.

Why don't you go ahead
with the imported tile

for the spa?

[SWING MUSIC PLAYING]

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]