All language subtitles for s06e09

Thank you so much
for coming by, Dr. Reynolds.

It's nice to find a doctor
that will make house calls.

It's nice to find a patient
who can afford them.

I just don't know what
to do anymore. Fran

is obsessing about still
not being pregnant.

No need to worry.

All we have to do
is talk to her calmly,

let her know that she's special and
that there's nothing wrong with her.

- Hi, Fran.
- Hi.

Why don't you tell me
why you're upside down?

Well, I was watching "The View"
and Barbara Walters says

that this helps you
get pregnant.

Plus you know
I'm taking those hormones

and I also got some fancy herbs
and he's been taking zinc.

- No, I haven't.
- Yeah, you have.

Remember those Tic Tacs that you said that
you thought tasted a little chalky...

This is sick.
You are obsessive. Now stop.

Please talk to her, doctor.

This is sick.
You are obsessive. Now stop.

Now, Max and Fran
I'm getting the feeling

that you're not following
my instructions at all.

Remember, having sex too often can actually
diminish your chances of becoming pregnant.

Well, I assure you
we're not doing it too often.

Oh!

Oh, honey,
there's something wrong with me.

No, no, sweetheart.
There's nothing wrong with you.

Fran, what you need to do
is let this problem float away.

Stop worrying.

For instance,
last night I was lying in bed

worrying about how I was going to make
the down payment on my new Mercedes SL

and the moment I stopped
worrying, boom! House call.

You know, sweetheart, we
should listen to Dr. Reynolds.

We need to get our mind
off this.

I know, why don't we
get away for a while, hmm?

No.

Oh, come on. Aspen's
beautiful this time of year.

Oh, I don't wanna go to Aspen.

They got babies there.

Come on. We haven't been outside
of this room for two weeks.

That's not true.

- Oh!
- Oh!

Oh, honey. Look,
I know what you're trying to do

but nothing is going to take my mind
off of having a baby, nothing will.

Not even an invitation
to be guests

of the President of the United
States at his gala dinner?

Are we at his table?

Of course.

Oh, my God, we're going
to meet the president.

Yes, isn't that exciting? And he's
only invited his closest friends.

Oh, honey, I'm so impressed.

You should be. Do you know how much it
cost us to become his closest friends?

Not as much as this house call.

♪ 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, Sylvia, did you hear?

Your daughter and son-in-law
are taking me on vacation

and all the help
will be cooking for me.

Cleaning for me.

Eavesdropping on me.

Niles, here's your plane ticket.

Oh. Oh, my, I've never
flown first class before.

Oh, wait a minute.
That's Chester's.

Here.

Standby?

Oh, Niles. Lots of people
cancel their trip to Aspen

for Thanksgiving
to meet the president.

Oh, by the way, when we get there,
make sure everything's steamed.

I don't wanna meet the president
with any wrinkles.

Well, then
you should've met Truman.

Miss Babcock,
Niles is on vacation.

He's coming with us
not as our butler,

but as our friend.

So when he unpacks, irons and
cooks stuff to fill the fridge

it'll be as a friendly gesture.

Yeah.

- Nanny Fine.
- Yes.

Maxwell and I are looking to
produce at the Kennedy Center,

so when you meet the
president he doesn't want

to know anything about
your aunt's goiter,

your mother's anything...

or your campaign
to bring back the McRib.

Oh, I don't know. I think
he might sign that petition.

Look, Miss Babcock I'm only going to help
take my mind off of not having a baby.

I'm just gonna go and relax
and enjoy myself

and sit in front
of a roaring fire.

Too bad. It sounds like the
perfect place to get pregnant.

For what do you think I'm going?

This is the most beautiful
chalet in the place.

Only the most special people
get this.

Oh, I bet you say that about
all the chalets, don't you?

Have to. It's in the handbook.

Well, it's just a perfect room
to make a baby,

oh, it's so sexy and romantic.

Gee, I can't imagine anybody
not loving to hang around here.

Oh.

Oh, I feel so bad for Niles.
I mean,

imagine coming all the way to a ski
resort and then breaking your arm

and your collarbone
falling out of a limo.

This is going to be
the worst vacation for him.

Yes.

Ow!

You know, Niles,
this is all your fault.

If you hadn't put the leash on the
dog, I wouldn't have tripped.

Well, I had to. He would have run
away and you would have lost him.

Well, why do you think
I brought him up here?

Sir, can't we hire someone else
to take care of her?

I'm sorry, Niles,

but no one's allowed up here unless they've
been checked out by the Secret Service.

I barely cleared.

Well, why can't she
take care of her?

I can't push her.
I'm just a little girl.

( Mocks )
I'm just a little girl.

( Phone rings )

Hello?

Sylvia: Darling, do you know where the
butler keeps the mini marshmallows?

Ma, what are you doing
in our house?

Entertaining.

Louie, do ya mind?

Stop rocking the chair.
You'll break it!

Thank God, I didn't have it
at my place.

Ma, who let you back
in the house?

Who left?

So after the big gala,

are you gonna set up for a nice romantic
baby-making evening with your hubby?

No, Ma, I can't let Maxwell know
that I'm still obsessing on it.

I'm gonna have to do something
that's very subtle.

Well, if you want my advice,

tonight you'll start trying
and trying and trying...

Ma, you're gonna have
to stop thinking about it.

Well, I can't.

The mini marshmallows are
in the bottom drawer

in the cabinet to the
left of the refrigerator.

( Dial tone hums )

Sweetheart, I, ah,

I put together this list
of topics for you

to avoid when you're
speaking to the president.

( Clears throat ) Let's see, um. Don't
mention anything about Whitewater,

the Paula Jones settlement,

the phrase
"download the full text,"

Jennifer, Paula, Monica,
Linda, Kathleen, Arianna,

Kenneth, Newt, McDougal,

Orrin, Al, Sylvia, Morty, Yetta,

Frieda, Riphka, Babka, Kishka...

Ah, excuse me, sir, but we're
here to meet the president.

( Chuckles )

Well, duh!

Hah. I'm, ah,

Agent Chris Mallon,
Secret Service.

You mind if I check your purse?

- Oh, sure, sure.
- Thank you.

Ooh, it's adorable.

You don't plan to check the purses
on the way out too, do you?

I do now. There you go.
Right that way.

Oh, hi, little fella.

Hi, how you doin'? Huh? All excited
about meeting the president?

Mommy and daddy gonna
let you stay up late tonight?

( laughing )

I'm 17.

Oh, right. 17, jeez,
I didn't realize that. Sorry.

Right this way
to the seniors line, grandpa.

Oh, hello, Mrs. Clinton.

I'm Fran Sheffield. You look
beautiful and very thin tonight.

Oh, here, you just got
a little... over here...

that... no, to the left,

ya know what,
just let me, let me.

There.

Oh, yeah, there you go. Now I'm
gonna go meet your husband.

Oh, hello, Mr. President.
I'm Fran Sheffield.

Hello. I'm Bill Clinton.

Oh, ha ha ha. I know.

You know, your brother Roger lives
right next door to us in New York.

Well, not for long. He's
moving, because he's

sick of dealing with
that neighbor's mother,

you know, the one with
the big blonde hair who's...

who's always screaming
and taking his pizzas.

How do you deal with it?

Eh... oh... you know,
we're thinkin' of moving too.

Well, you're here
with your family?

Yes, yes, I'm here
with my kids and my husband.

Oh, he's going to be so excited to
meet you. He'll be here in a second.

You know, he was so worried that I was
going to say something embarrassing.

Oh, here's the Imodium A-D, honey.
Just knock on your father's stall.

You know, it could be
the zinc I'm giving him too.

We're trying to get pregnant but it
just doesn't seem to be happening.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

What... what did you say?
Why is she hitting him?

Nothing. Nothing, nothing. This is
my husband, Mr. President. Maxwell.

Oh, how do you do,
Mr. President?

It's a pleasure to meet you.
I've heard so much about you.

Oh, of course I haven't believed
everything I've heard, or read,

but I haven't actually read
or seen anything.

I haven't actually heard any bad
things... just the good things...

Ah, honey, honey, honey, as they say in the
theater, let's leave him wanting more.

Oh, God, I've just
humiliated myself

in front of the President
of the United States of America.

So what are you smiling about?

Because I didn't do it.

Oh, honey, would you please
stop worrying.

I just can't believe
what I said.

I just totally lost control.

Sweetie, you're obsessing.

The way to stop thinking about
it is to do something else.

- Come on.
- Oh, you're right, sweetheart.

Max: Do you think he
thought I was an idiot?

Fran:
Let it go.

( Phone rings )

Fran:
Don't answer it.

Oh, I have to get that. It could
be the President calling

to see if I feel okay
about what I said.

Stop it. Don't be ridiculous.

Hello?

Oh, hello!

It's the president's secretary.
Yes?

Oh, ah, tell him I feel okay. I
didn't give it a second thought.

Okay. Oh, that would be lovely.

Thank you so much.
Thank you. Good bye.

Oh, you're not gonna
believe that.

The President and Hilary want me
to go skiing with them.

Get this.
They thought I was charming.

Fantastic! You're going skiing with the
President of the United States of America.

- I know!
- Oh, you'll take your camera.

- You'll get pictures.
- Yes!

- You'll get autographs.
- Ooh, yeah.

You'll talk to him about me
doing the Kennedy Center thing.

Definitely.

You know,
you are a wonderful woman?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, come on. Let's pick up
where we left off.

What am I gonna wear?

Look at that guy skiing with Chelsea. I
mean, what does he have that I don't?

Ha, the last name DiCaprio.

I mean, am I the only one
worried about Fran?

She's skiing with the President
and she's never skied before.

Don't be worried, her instructor said
she's heads above the rest of the class.

Okay, girls.

Ready to go down
the hill and get our skies?

All right, everybody.
Hold hands.

I don't wanna hold her hand. She keeps
pulling me down when she falls.

You are not a team player,
little girl.

And you're not a little girl.

Girls. Girls. Enough.

Well, she started.

Fran. Where's your guardian?

He's over there.

Well, I think you need to go
over there and take a timeout.

You girls are
all in a clique and

I don't wanna be in your clique.

- Honey.
- Oh, sweetheart.

What's the matter?
Why are you crying?

I only have five days
to learn how to ski for

the president and I'm
not picking it up.

Oh, that's all right,
sweetheart. I'll teach you.

Really? You don't mind?

No, of course not.

I love you, hmmm. Ow!

I saw that, Cecily!

How hard can it be
to make the V?

Even the five-year-olds
can do it.

Well, thank you, Cecily.

Look, just... just squat,
like this.

Get in a squatting position,
all right?

Just like... with
your weight forward.

Now if you want to turn
to the right, you do this.

If you want to turn
to the left you do this, right?

Right, left, weight forward,
power the hill.

The important thing
is knowing how to stop!

Make the V!
Make the V!

Oh, honey, we've been here
for two and a half hours.

I don't think anyone
is gonna find us.

Wait. My voice carries.

Help!

Shh! Sweetheart,

snow hanging precariously
above us...

Sweetie, I'm so cold.

Oh, honey, why didn't you wear
your long johns like I told you?

Because it adds
unnecessary bulk.

Honey, what are we gonna do?

Oh, just let me hold you.

That'll warm you up.

Ah.

Warmer?

I'm getting' a little toasty.

You know, this has always been
a fantasy of mine.

What? To, ah,
make love in the snow?

No. To make love
with my ski instructor.

( Sneezes )

Oh, God bless you.

Oh, Niles.

Why aren't I any better?

I mean, it's been five days since
they rescued us off that mountain.

I can't ski, and now I have
this terrible cold on top of it.

Well, why don't you take
something?

Well, I went to the clinic
to try and get a prescription,

but they said they
wouldn't give me any

antibiotics until they
ran some stupid tests.

Meanwhile, my ears are so blocked
I can't even hear myself talk.

Oh, lucky you.

I'm sorry. It's just that
I've spent my entire vacation

scratching parts of Miss Babcock's
body even she is loath to touch.

Well, I can't wait for this pharmacy
to deliver the antibiotics anymore.

I'm just gonna have to go. I mean, I ski
with the president in a half an hour.

You wanna come and have
hot chocolate in my cabin?

Oh, I get it. Now that
you heard that I'm skiing

with the president,
you wanna be my best friend.

Well, no, thank you.

Fine.

Is Ingrid coming?

Oh, I'm so excited about being
with the president.

Ah, yes. Civilians.

So unjaded.

You know, I've never had my very
own Secret Service man before.

I feel so very safe and secure.

- Ah!
- Ah!

- Ah, God!
- Ah! Ah! We're gonna die.

( Crying ) We're gonna die.
We're gonna die up here.

Well, that's comforting.

It's a chair lift. They have
to stop it to let people off.

Oh... Okay.

What kind of a Secret Service
man are you anyway?

A really bad one.

In fact, they only keep me around because
I guard the presidential parrot.

And one day
I left the window open.

"Hail to the Chief!
Hail to the Chief!"

I gotta say that every time
they walk by the covered cage.

Aww!

That's okay. Take it easy.

Thank you. Thank you.
I'm very high strung.

( Phone rings )

( screams ) Oh, God!

Boy! You're all man, aren't ya?

Oh, take it easy.
It's just a cell phone.

Oh, good. Oh, yeah.

Hello. Oh, yes.

How come you never
dropped off my prescription?

Oh.

Oh, really?

Oh, thank you.
Thank you so much.

Yes. Goodbye.

Oh, my God.

I'm pregnant.

Did you hear that?

The pharmacy called
and said that I'm pregnant!

( Shouts )

Hi.

Hi, sweetheart. What are you
doing back so soon?

I thought you'd be with
the president for hours.

I didn't go.

I wanted to be with the most
important man in my life.

What?

What is it, darling?

Sweetie,
what did we come here for?

To go to a gala dinner
with the president?

And...?

To get him to agree to let me
produce at the Kennedy Center,

which he did.

Honey, I'm trying
to be romantic,

but you're
frustrating me a little here.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.
What are you trying to tell me?

Ah, let me give you a hint.

Do you remember when
Dr. Reynolds said

what might happen
if I would just relax?

Yes.

Well, remember how relaxed
I was in the cave?

( Chuckles )
Yes.

Darling.

Are we nodding and smiling because you're
trying to tell me we're gonna have a baby?

( Giggles )

God, sweetheart!

Oh, we're gonna have a baby!

Ah, wait, wait. Are they sure?

Absolutely positively.

Oh, sweetheart.
I love you so much.

I love you.

Can you believe our good luck
that this trip happened

right now at this time?
I mean, think of it.

Because of President Clinton
I'm pregnant!

God Bless America!

You know, this is my first
Thanksgiving that I'm eating for two.

You know, Sylvia, if you stop now
you'll be able to say the same.

Honey, didn't you enjoy
your dinner?

Yeah, of course I did.

Well then, how come your pants

aren't undone
and you're not saying,

"Ugh, I'm so nauseous?"

Darling, I stop eating
when I'm full.

Oh, he's foreign.

Oh, we have so much
to be grateful for.

I know that I'm thankful that
I'm married and I'm pregnant.

And I'm thankful
it was in that order.

Morty, are you all right?
You've been so quiet.

Ugh, I'm nauseous.

I should'a bet on Pittsburgh.

( Jazz music playing )