All language subtitles for The Nanny S04 E12

[♪♪♪]

Ooh, ha! Wow!

Boy, I'd be all over you
if I were ten years older.

Mm.

Down, boy,
that ain't gonna happen

for another 20 years.

Well, get it while you can.

I may have met someone else
and moved on by then.

Welcome to the windmills
of my mind.

Come on, what's going on?

You don't usually haul out
the Mr. French collection

unless something's up.

Well, Mr. Sheffield
swore me to secrecy.

It's been long enough.

Frankly,
I don't know what the secret
is.

His grandmother Eloise
is coming for a visit.

-Oh, what's the big deal?
-He wants you out of the
house.

-Oh!
-Oh.

That would be the secret part.

Ah! Miss Fine,
You know I've been thinking,

you've been looking
a little tired recently.

Why don't you take
the weekend off, hm?

Watch me turn this negative
into a positive.

All right. How about Maui?

Ah, I was thinking

more along the lines of
your parents'?

Oh, they burn.

How about Aspen?

Done.

Are you that desperate
to get rid of me?

What, you're afraid
I'm going to embarrass you

in front of your grandmother?

[GASPS] Who told you...

Niles!

[DOOR CLOSES]

Miss Fine, please understand,
every few years,

she descends on members
of the family

to make sure
they're up to her standards

or they're out of her will.

And for that, you would
hurt my feelings

and ask me to leave?

How much more money
does a person need?

-She's worth 80 million.
-Bye-bye.

[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! ♪♪

Oh, Mr. Sheffield,

I just wanted to tell you
how sweet I think it is

that you've begged me to stay
and meet your grandmother.

Oh, I-I believe
my exact words were,

"Would you please
stop the crying and screaming.

I give up! Stay!"

Now, you see, I prefer
to see the glass

as being half full.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Oh, Grandma Eloise.

Oh, I do wish, we had known
sooner that you were coming,

-so we could have--
-Moved?

-May I?
-Oh, Niles,

-so good to see you.
-Thank you.

Remember how we used to have
those little talks

when you were a little boy?

Your dreams
of becoming a famous
barrister,

a member of Parliament.

Life's cruel, isn't it?

Hello. I am Francesca Finé.

And may I say it is an honor,

nay, a privilege,

to be working
for such a fancy-shmancy
family.

-Oh,
that's an intriguing
outfit.
-Thanks. I got it half off.

I was wondering
where the rest of it was.

[MAXWELL LAUGHS]

Eighty million.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Well, grandmother, shall we?

Oh, Eloise, it's a pleasure
to see you again.

-C.C., my dear.
You always look so beautiful.
-Oh, well.

I don't understand.
Are you single by choice?

Yes, but not hers.

You know, Maxwell,
I am so sorry

that I missed your play's
opening night in London.

I tried to get a ticket
for the next day,

but they wouldn't
put the sets back up,

get the actors all together
for just one person.

[FRAN LAUGHS]

Eighty mill. Eighty mill.

[BOTH LAUGH]

[PHONE RINGING]

Ah yeah...

Sheffield residence.

Oh, yes. Miss Fine,
it's your mother.
She sounds hysterical.

Oh, she probably
just got out of the shower

and saw
the mirror has twotuchases.

Oh, and here are the children.

Come, kiss your great grandma.

Fifty quid
to the first one over.

I love you, nana.

[CRYING] Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

Danny... Danny...
[INDISTINCT]

Danny Imperiali.

[BLABBERING]

The man I was in love with.

Danny was her ex-fiancé.

Not anymore. He's dead.

-Oh, why, why, why?
-Eighty million.

Que sera, sera.
You want some Earl Grey?

[♪♪♪]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Hello.

Oh Val, I hope I didn't dress
too festive for a wake,

but I had to wear this.

I mean, in private,
Danny always used to
call me his little tiger.

Aw.

What is this? The Serengeti?

Oh, look, there's Heather.

Who would have thought,
when Danny dumped me for her,

four years later,

she was gonna be
so alone and miserable.

FRAN: Oh, poor Heather, honey.

Oh, Fran, it's so unfair.
I'm too young to be a
widow.

-I know.
-Who is that?

Focus, Heather.
It's your husband's funeral.

Every time
I look at the bathroom handle,

I can see Danny's underwear
hanging there.

He actually
hung his underwear up for her?

All those years
of me training him

and she reaps the benefit.

-I can't believe Danny's
gone.
-I know.

Who dies from an allergic
reaction to back wax?

You know, it's hereditary.

Yeah, he lost a couple of
aunts
that way too.

Oh.

Look at him, Val, lying
there.
The first love of my life.

Boy, I thought
he was indestructible.

I know.

After he forgot your birthday

and you tried to run him over,

-he survived that.
-Yeah.

Then when you caught him
kissing Veronica Forte,

-and you tried to--
-Val, the point is that...

Oh, Val...

my sandwich and the olives,
they fell in the coffin.

-Go get it.
-I'm not touching him.

-Hurry up.
-Oh!

Oh, I got a couple.

Oh, my God.

Oh, Val. Oh, Val,
my watch is caught
on his zipper.

Cover for me.

Her watch is caught
on his zipper.

You know, you are Rain Man
without the math skills.

Oh, look, Fran,

they're bringing out
the jumbo shrimp.

Jumbo... Oh!

I knew that would work.
You're such ahussa,

Oh.

-Hi there. Friend or family?
-Former lover.

Sorry for your loss.
I know how it feels.

Oh, don't tell me he called
you
his little tiger too?

[CRYING]

Oh, you know,
if it had a pulse, he
would...

I never even met him.

I just bit
the inside of my cheek.

-Oh.
-Harvey.

Oh, hi, Harvey. Fran.

I meant, I know what it's like
to lose someone.

My significant other, Bernard,
passed away six months ago.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Ever since,
I just like to crash funerals.

I find it therapeutic to dwell.

Oh, you're Jewish.

We'd been together 16 years,

but no one ever knew
what our real relationship
was.

Now he's gone and his family,

they pretend
like I never existed.

I mean, did they really think
that the guy

in all those pictures
with Bernard

was the dog walker?

Sure, he's wearing a collar
in a couple of 'em,

but, you know,
that's none of their business.

Well, excuse me
for asking, Harvey,

but what kind of a doormat
are you

to live with a guy
all those years

that keeps the fact
that he loves you a secret?

I mean, believe me,
I know people
that live like that,

and by the fourth year,
well, I'm sick of it.

I wasn't a doormat.

He-He told me
he loved me constantly.

-Oh.
-He was doting and romantic,

and we even had
a private ceremony in Honolulu

and he gave me this ring--

You know what, Harvey,
don't be such a cry baby.

[♪♪♪]

Ma, I gotta talk to you.

Darling,
I'm so glad you're
here.

Here, help me eat this.
I'm defrosting.

Ma, I met this man
at Danny's funeral.

Fabulous. He's Jewish?

-Yeah, and a doctor.
-Oh!

And he's gay.

So you seeing him again?

Ma, how desperate
do you think I am?

Friday,
we're gonna seeShow Boat.

Anyway, the thing is,
his lover died

and his family
will not acknowledge

the fact
that they had a relationship.

A widower?

The point is,
if something happened

to Mr. Sheffield,

I could have the same problem.

[TOASTER BELL RINGS]

It's still cold. You want?

Ma, I'm pouring my heart out...

All right, since you made.

Oh, you know, the thing is,

if God forbid something,
[SPITS ON FINGER]
happened to daddy...

at least the world would know
you were his wife

and he loved you.

I only wish for you the joy

that me and your father have.

Aw.

Look at this.
You can't fill a tray, you
putz?

See, this is what I want.

[♪♪♪]

Missed a spot.

Missed a spot.

Missed a spot.

Here, I don't want to hog her.

We have to talk, mister!

Ah, surely you mean,
"may we" and "sir"?

Oh, so you're already pretending
that there's nothing between us?

And you're not even dead yet.

Uh, Miss Finé,
perhaps you're still
grieving

-over the sad loss of your--
-Of what? What? My youth?

Don't you know

that if you were,
God forbid, in a coma,

technically,
I'm not considered family.

I wouldn't be allowed
to pull the plug.

I should at least have
that much satisfaction.

Grandmother, I'm going to need
a few minutes alone

with my nanny.

Missed a spot.

You told me that you loved me.

Well, I want a man
that will shout it
from the roof tops.

I told you I loved
you
but then I took it
back.

You shouted the wrong part.

That's it. I quit.

I am not going to
wake up some day

and have to fight your family

for that picture of you
in a dog collar.

Ms. Fine!

You already did that spot.

[♪♪♪]

Attention all shoppers.

Will the lady who left
the Armonti sunglasses

at the cosmetics counter...

please bring the case?

Fran, you are so lucky

that this job came up
just when you quit.

Oh, I know.

You know, the lady that used
to
work here was very elderly,

and she was shrinking.

Every time
she opened the cash register,

the drawer would hit her
in the head.

-Oh, so they fired her?
-No, no. They kept her on.

She works two weeks a year
as an elf.

Oh, boss coming.

Oh, yes, miss,

this blush
is absolutely perfect on you.

It's gonna drive
your boyfriend wild.

You know, I don't have
a boyfriend, Fran.

Well, look who's finally
behind her counter.

Hello, Mr. Binder.

Do you see
those security cameras?

-Uh-huh?
-Peek-a-boo.

At 10:15,
they caught you in ladies
shoes.

At 10:30, purses.

Then there was a mad dash
through hosiery.

Then jewelry.

Ending with
a non-fat double latte

in the food court.

Well, with all that shopping,
I needed a little caffeine
buzz.

[♪♪♪]

I just can't believe
Miss Fine actually quit.

She stood here
in this very room,

and implied that working for
me
was a dead end.

Oh, pish tosh.

Look how I've risen
in the company.

I suppose
I should have seen it coming.

A man can't tell a woman
he loves her

and then just take it back.

You what?

-Maxwell--
-Get out, old woman!

Did you just say
that you told Miss Fine

-that you loved her
and then you took it back?
-Oh, yeah.

That's it,
isn't it?
That's the
thing.

Oh, I could kick you
in the seat of the pants.

I beg your pardon?

I said I need to press
the pleat in your pants

but that's beside the point.

Now, you march yourself down
to that department store,

and beg that woman to come back.

Don't you dare
give orders to me.

I'm the one
who makes decisions around here.

Daddy, you march right down
there and you get Fran back.

-Oh, you really think I
should?
-[ALL] Yes.

But I-I need a pretext.

Well, why don't you take Grace
and lose her?
I do it all the time.

I'll go get my coat.

Dad, I don't know
what you did to
her,

but you better hope
that she forgives you.

-I didn't do anything to her.
-I bet you wish you did now.

Children, would you mind
leaving us alone for a
minute.

Ow! What was that for?

To get you back
for kicking me.

Well, I didn't kick you.

I bet you wish you did now.

[♪♪♪]

[BLOWING ON RECEIVER]

FRAN [ON SPEAKER]:
Is this thing on?

Um, listen.

Will Bernice in ladies shoes

please hold the size seven
Manolo Blahnik lavender mules?

I think I can sneak away
in about ten minutes, Bernice.

Nanny Fine,
what are you doing here?

Ms. Babcock,
didn't you hear? I
quit.

-Oh, that's terrible.
-I know.

Maxwell will be so lonely
without you.

Oh, you know, it was a
difficult decision to make,

but ultimately,

I had to do
what was best for me.

Yeah, yeah.
I have to get back to work.

Maxwell and I
have a very long night
ahead of us.

Excuse me. Can you tell me
where ladies lingerie is
please?

Ow!

Is this thing on?

Bernice told me to tell you

they're out of size seven
lavender mules.

Oy.

Do they come in mauve?

Just put these samples
in gift bags.

Certainly.

Merry Christmas, Maggie.
Happy Hannukah, ma,

and congratulations
on your new job, Fran.

Miss Fine.

Mr. Sheffield,
what are you doing
here?

Oh, I just thought I'd drop by

and see
how the new job was going.

-Nothing more, nothing less.
-No.

-No ulterior motive.
-Mm.

Happy?

I'm thrilled.
I love it here.

They treat me
with a lot of respect.

It's a whole
different experience.

MANAGER: Miss Fine!

Anyway, Mr. Sheffield,
you know,

I hope that you understand
why I had to leave.

I mean, it just became
too painful for me.

Nobody really knows
what we have with each other.

Except for ma, Val,

and I'm sure
the kids have an inkling.

Oh, are you two
getting back together?

I have to eat lunch
with someone.

Miss Fine, you've got to know
how I feel about you.

I-- I'm just not ready to
shout
it from the roof tops yet.

-Ugh!
-But I... but I
have put it in writing.

I've... I've declared
my feelings for you in my
will.

Oh, great. So I have to
wait
until you're dead

before everybody can know
how you feel about me?

Uh, uh, but then I can never
take it back.

Oh, that's so sweet.

Well, at least when you're dead,

I'll have something
to look forward to.

-Happy?
-Er. Happier.

But what about
Grandma Eloise?

I mean, aren't you afraid
that when she finds out

what you put in your will,
she's gonna cut you out of
hers?

I don't give a damn
about her millions.

I just hope
she lives long enough

to hear what I put in my will.

Yeah, you're pretty cocky.

Could it be because she's a 150?

Come on, Mr. Sheffield,

why don't you tell me
what you wrote in your
will.

Well, I don't actually
have it here.

Oh, don't be shy.

Just close your eyes
and pretend that you're
dead...

and tell me what you said.

It'll just be between us.

I, Maxwell Sheffield,
care deeply for Fran Fine,

and told her, "I love you."

C.C.: No!

Is there something going on

between my grandson
and your granddaughter?

What, are you senile?

They got teenage kids,

and they only been married
three years.

Married?

Nobody tells me anything.

Yetta, you're the only one
that likes me for me,

not just to get into my will.

Well, why wouldn't I?
You're a very lovely lady.

It's Yetta Rosenberg, R-O-S-E.

Oh, Fran,
thanks for having me over.

-Oh, sure.
-I can't believe Danny's
dead.

-Aw.
-What's gonna happen to me?

He's the only man
I've ever been with.

[LAUGHING]
Oh, Heather.

I think you're suffering
from a little state
of shock there, sweety.

How am I gonna go on?
I mean, no one's ever gonna
be able to replace...

Who is that?

He's gay. Bye.

She's gay.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]