All language subtitles for The.Nanny.S06E15.720p.HMAX.WEBRip.x264-GalaxyTV_track3_eng

I cannot believe
my mother is having an affair.

I'm having palpitations.

I'm having palpitations.

Darling, seeing a doctor

does not necessarily mean
they're being intimate.

Oh, please, when I see a man,
you don't think
I'm intimate with him?

Not if he sees you.

You know, sweetheart,
I went through the same thing
with my parents.

It's totally
beyond your control.

Why aren't you as shocked as me?

Well, I'm, you know, European.

Things are a little more
accepted there.
It's looser. It's freer.

It's, uh, so wrong.

Well, my mother is not European.

She's a middle-aged Jewish yenta

that should be going
to see a doctor
for intestinal problems.

That I can believe.

I just heard about the affair.

Oh, don't worry, Franny,
your father's a very good man.

Sylvia wouldn't throw that away
for some fling.

Exactly. Yetta's
absolutely right.

I'm sure this thing
with your mother
and her doctor won't last.

My daughter's dating a doctor?

Whoo-hoo.

♪ 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
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! ♪

Oh, doctor...

I am so flattered, but I have to
tell you the truth.

I am wearing a little makeup.

No.

You've changed your hair,
haven't you?

Did it get lighter from the sun?

Yeah, the sun.

You know, I notice every little
thing about you.

Including how much you love...

Oh, my God!

Samples!

Cotton swabs!

Oh, Handi Wipes.

Antibacterial ointment.

Oh, you are so extravagant.

You know, my daughter is giving
me the third degree about you.

Hmm. She can't wait to meet you.

Are your kids doing the same
about me?

Oh, no.
My daughters respect my privacy.

They know that when I'm ready
I'll introduce you.

They would never intrude
in my private life.

So, Miss Blodgett,

what are your symptoms?

Well, I'm sick and I'm nauseous.

I think I had some bad Italian
at an affair.

Uh-huh.

-Well, let's try
your reflexes first.
-Okay.

Sorry. You know how weird
those nerve connections can be.

Um...

I'm gonna look in your ear.

Do I need to put on a cup?

[chuckles]

-Is that your family over there?
-Yeah.

-You have a lovely wife.
-I did.

I lost her nine years ago.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Wow, did I say nine years?

I can't believe
it's been that long.

This picture we took
on our last anniversary.

We went to Hawaii.

Oh, yeah, it was so dark
and you were so tan.

That's Don Ho.

Your wife was very beautiful.

-She was, wasn't she?
-Yeah.

You know what you miss the most?

The little things.

Her perfume, her laugh.

The look on her face
whenever I would surprise her...

with tickets
for a Sunday matinee.

You mean, you didn't spend
your Sundays
sitting in front of the TV

spitting out peanut shells
watching the football game?

My wife hated sports.

So I gave them up.

If you didn't wanna direct
my school play,
why did you say yes?

Because you asked me
before they were married
and pregnant,

and I thought I still had a shot
with your daddy.

Maxwell, will you tell her
the director is god?

She's rehearsing us
until two in the morning.

It's because you stink.

C.C., what do you expect when
you choose Antony and Cleopatra

for a grammar school?

How hard is it to play
a pushy broad

who runs around half naked
with too much makeup?

Have you learned nothing
from your mother?

[phone rings]

You're all off script tomorrow,
or you're out.

Talk.

-Help me.
-Oh, sweetheart.

You open Saturday
and you're still not off script?

All right.

Well, this is just great.

The kid playing the messenger
is grounded for cheating.

All I did was slip him a few
answers so he could get
to rehearsal on time.

C.C., can't you just cast
some other kid in the part?

Who? He was perfect.

He looked like
a weak, tired old man
beaten down by life.

Who am I gonna find
to play a part like that?

What?

Maxwell, wouldn't Niles be
perfect

for that part
in our sitcom in L.A.?

Me? What part?

Oh, if only there were a way
I could see him on stage first.

Me? What part?

C.C., I don't think
this is a very good idea.

Oh, you're always trying
to hold me back.

You're just terrified
that people are gonna find out

that someone in this house
has more talent than you.

You know what? Break a leg.

Oh, honey, we are
in so much trouble.

This guy that Ma is seeing,

he's handsome, he's romantic,
he's a doctor.

He could park wherever he wants.

Daddy would have an affair
with him.

Sweetheart, are you sure
your mother isn't just
going through a phase?

I would like a word in private
with Miss Blodgett, please.

How dare you interfere
with my affairs?

Affairs?
How many you having, Ma?

Why are you doing this to me?

I have never interfered
in your personal life.

Oh, please!

Let there be a witness.
No one will believe this.

Ma, how could you
do this to Daddy?

Don't you realize
how much he loves you?

Darling, the only time
your father looks at me
with desire in his eyes

is when I'm holding a chicken.

You know what he gave me
for my birthday?

A standing rotisserie
that drips the fat off.

Is that stupid or what?

I thought you'd like it.

Fran, your father doesn't
talk to me anymore.

If at least he fought with me,
that's life.

But indifference,
I can't live with that.

But, Ma,
if you and Daddy have problems,

why don't you go see
a professional?

I am.

Fran, you're my daughter
and I love you,

but you have no idea
what I'm going through.

Ma, I'm sorry, but I cannot
and I will not accept this.

Then you and I
no longer have anything left
to say to each other.

Oh, yes, there is.

That fatless rotisserie
was a great gift!

-Well, what happened?
-I just broke up with my mother.

You know, I'm very impressed
with how you're handling

the fact that your mother
decided to show up.

Well, honey,
I'm a big enough person
to set my differences aside.

Today's day is all about Gracie.

[fanfare playing]

Tell me, messenger,
what news bring you from Caesar?

Tell her that she is
not going out for Chinese
with us after.

Tell her that I would be happy
to get it to go.

Would you two be quiet?
My son is in this play, too.

Big deal. What is he playing?
The camel?

And don't you yell
at my daughter.

She's pregnant
with my new grandchildren.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Tell her that when her
morning sickness kicks in

a little warm seltzer
would help.

-Oh, my mother always said...
-Tell her!

Warm seltzer helps.

Tell her thank you.

I ask you, messenger,
what news bring you from Caesar?

That big kid stinks.

Oh, there's my adorable husband.

You know, honey, I am so glad
that you set up your office
here at the house.

[Maxwell]Well, she made up
with her mother, so now she's
gonna nudge the father.

So if I don't get out of here
soon, she's gonna ask
me to do something.

Ooh, I'll make up a meeting.

...a wonderful husband you are.
So, what do you say?

Will you stick around
and help me out with Daddy?

Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry.
I'm afraid I have a meeting.

Oh, uh, you know, they called
and canceled that meeting.

Oh. Oh, well, in that case,
I'm free as a bird.

She canceled my fake meeting.

I'll get it. I'll get it.

-Hi, Daddy.
-Hello, sweetheart.

What's in the bag?

Hey, I'm no idiot.

There's a lot of thieves
out there that want these.

Daddy, they don't even want
the car.

Come, sit down.

-Hey, you're looking
pretty good, kiddo.
-Thank you.

So, what's up?
You invite Daddy to brunch,

you got something
on your mind, huh?

Something bothering you?
I can always tell.

Come on, sit on Daddy's lap,
and tell me all about it.

-Come on. Tell me all about it.
-Daddy. Daddy,
Dad, I'm pregnant.

Daddy, Daddy.

Well, you know, this weekend

is yours and Mommy's
40th wedding anniversary.

-Yeah.
-And I was just thinking

maybe the four of us could
go out for dinner and dancing
at the Skylight Room.

What would I do there?
I wouldn't know what to do
in a place like that.

I don't fit in there.

Sure you do, Daddy.

You're eating the paper
off the muffin.

Plus...

you would make Mommy very happy

and you wouldn't even
have to buy her a gift

because you can give her
like a real fantasy night.

Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute.
We don't get into
that kinky stuff.

One time we ate cheesecake
off each other in bed.

But, that's only
because nobody wanted
to get up for a napkin.

I'm talking about being
debonair, romantic.

Send her flowers. Fawn over her.

Are you crazy?
If I sent your mother flowers
for no reason,

she'd think I'm fooling around.

Daddy, take the risk.

I think Mommy's feeling
just a little bit
underappreciated.

Oh, you're talking crazy talk.
Your mother's
a very happy woman.

She's not, Dad.

Bringing home a case
of Heinz vegetarian beans

does not a happy woman make.

Franny, come on. You don't know
what you're talking about.

Dad, she was over here.
She talked to me.

She's not happy.

Did she mention the beans
specifically?

Would you genug
with the beans, already?

You're gonna lose her, Pop.

I mean, if you don't smarten up,

you are gonna end up spending
the rest of your life
without her.

Now, is that what you want?

No, of course not.
I mean, we're a team.

Morty and Sylvia.
We belong together.

All right. Well, then here's
what you're gonna do.

You're gonna go out with us
to the restaurant.

We're gonna celebrate
your anniversary, and you are
gonna romance your wife.

Okay. You got a deal.
Just let me know when,
that's all.

It's Saturday night.

Saturday? Hey.
The Islanders are playing.

[Fran] Daddy!

All right, all right.
I'll tape, I'll tape, I'll tape.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Heard you laid
a big egg last night.

[slow music playing]

Oh, this place is so romantic.
Isn't it, Daddy?

Huh? Yeah. Oh, yeah. Sure, sure.

Sylvia, how about--?
How about I order
a skirt steak for two?

Morty, this is
a fancy restaurant.
They don't have skirt steak.

I'd like a Beef Ellington.

Oh, God, they're talking
about skirt steaks.

How embarrassing.

Just order Beef Ellington
for the table.

Say, Morty,
I bet every man in the place

wishes he could change places
with us right now.

Why?

I'm sitting under a vent here.
It's blowing on me.

Sylvia, you wanna switch?

Daddy!

What? What?

Your mother's got hot flashes.
She'd like a breeze.

Besides, I want
the most beautiful woman
in this restaurant

to be comfortable.

What?

I'm trying to be nice.

Well, cut it out.
It's unsettling.

Sylvia, I'm trying
to treat you special.

-Why now all of a sudden?
-Because--

Because she said I should.

Franny, this is no good.
This isn't me.
I'm not comfortable.

I gotta get out of here.

-Did you say something
to your father?
-No.

He did.

[whistling]

Daddy, Daddy, come out here.
I need to talk to you.

Oh, excuse me.
Oh, your fly's open, sir.

Daddy, I have to talk to you.

Oh, my God.

What are you doing here?

-I was just walking by.
-You know each other?

Yes. This is the doctor
that Mommy's been seeing

uh, because she's got,
you know, that...

-that, she's got--
-Carpal tunnel syndrome.

Carpal tunnel syndrome.
Carpal tunnel syndrome.

Daddy, who's been married
to my mother for 40 years,
this is Dr. Razzo.

-How do you do?
-What do you say?

Hey, look. Look, Franny,

I'm sorry that your
mother's upset with me.
I really am.

Look, I'm just not
the kind of guy she needs
or wants anymore.

Your mother's at the point
of her life, I think...

Your mother needs
somebody like--

Somebody like a guy like this.

No, she doesn't. She does not.

Dad, don't you love Mommy?

Of course I love Sylvia.
I'm crazy about her.

So look, I forget things
once in awhile.

I forget things like birthdays.

I forget to talk to her
during the commercial.

But she's got to know
how much I care about her.

Daddy-- And I meant him.

How is she going to know
if you don't tell her?

You are gonna lose her,
you know?

Some other guy could come along.

You know, I think that you guys
have exceeded the amount of time

two men should stay
in a men's room.

No, no, no. Let him finish.
Go ahead.

Some other guy could come along
and tell Sylvia...

all the things
she really wants to hear
from you.

Come on, Daddy.

Oh, thank you.
Thank you so much.

I know you don't see this
right now, but trust me,

someday you'll thank me
for this.

Sylvia.

Sylvia, I don't wanna lose you.

I'm sorry if I didn't do
or say the things that...

made you feel like you
were appreciated. I'm sorry.

I don't know where the hell
our 40 years have gone.

I look at you and I see a sweet
little 16-year-old girl...

behind the candy counter
at Woolworths.

You're wearing
a pale blue dress.

And you're eating
that chocolate-covered cherry

with the juice
dripping down your mouth.

It was marzipan.

You remember my blue dress?

I remember
a lot of things, Sylvia.

I just don't know
why you don't know how I feel.

I'll tell you now, Sylvia. I--

Oh, God, I love you.

Morty, I love you too. I just--

I just don't feel
special anymore.

Our life is like...

There are no surprises anymore.

No surprises, huh?

You want a surprise?

I'll give you a surprise.

♪ The very thought of you ♪

♪ And I forget to do ♪

♪ The little ordinary things ♪

♪ That everyone ought to do ♪

♪ I see your face
In every flower ♪

♪ Your eyes in stars above ♪

♪ It's just
The thought of you ♪

♪ The very thought of you ♪

♪ My love ♪

Well, I don't think you have to
worry about your mother

leaving your father anymore.

What?

Why don't you ever sing to me?

[slow music playing]

[groans]

You got a lousy review
in a grammar school news flyer.

Get over it.

Do you think my British accent
sounds fake?

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]