All language subtitles for The.Nanny.S06E13.720p.HMAX.WEBRip.x264-GalaxyTV_track3_eng

Okay, Fran,
everything looks normal.

Now, I want you to know that
in this stage of the pregnancy

it's perfectly normal
to experience an increase

in constipation,
flatulence or mucus.

Ginger snap?

Dr. Reynolds,
I'm concerned about one thing.

When exactly would be
the right time

for us to stop having, um...
sexual relations?

I'd say when
the flatulence kicks in.

Doctor, is there
anything special

we should or shouldn't be doing
right now?

Well, I often encourage
my patients

to begin the bonding process
by talking to the baby.

Oh, right. Well...

Um... [clears throat]
Hello, fetus.

When you're ready,
come out and meet us. [laughs]

I don't think I could
beat that, honey.

Well, you know,
hearing Mommy's voice

can be very soothing
to the baby.

-Oh, did you hear that?
-Just enough.

We don't want him to hang
himself with the umbilical cord.

Now, the sonogram
is going to tell us

the sex of the baby.
Do you wanna know?

-Yes.
-Oh, no.

-Honey.
-Darling,

don't you wanna be surprised?

It's the... It's the wondering
and the suspense.

That's what's so exciting.

I did the whole wondering
and the suspense thing

when I was waiting for you
to propose.

I didn't care for it.

Doc, I'm a little nervous.

How big do you think
I'm gonna get?

Well, it's genetic.

Generally, your mother
is a good indication

of the size you'll be.

Yeah, well, we just solved
the problem

of when we're gonna stop
having sex.

♪ 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 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 ♪

So, Fran, what do you want,
a boy or a girl?

Oh, I don't care, Val.
Just as long as it's healthy.

Oh, and it can wear
that adorable dress.

Yes. Well, what if it's a boy?

He'll just have to work it out
in therapy,

because he's wearing that dress.

Now, do you think this sundress
would look good on me in green?

Val, those are baby clothes.
They don't come in your size.

Sure they do. It says size nine
in the color moss.

Nine M-O-S means
nine months, sweetie.

Well, forget it.
Summer will be over by then.

Oh, Val, I'm so nervous.

In two weeks,
I'm gonna take the sonogram.

And then I'm gonna know
whether it's a boy or a girl.

God willing
it should only be healthy.

Do you know what I do
when I have

too many things
weighing on my mind?

-What?
-I visualize a tiny housekeeper

walking in my ear
and cleaning out my whole brain.

I'd cut her back
to once a week, Val.

So, Dad's trusted me

to go check out colleges
all by myself.

Now, as I recall, he never
left your side when you went.

Interesting.

Yeah, that's because he's
not the slightest bit worried

that a college student
is gonna jump your bones.

Yeah, that's right.
Ain't gonna happen. Yeah.

-B, come here and show Val

-your Harvard brochure.
-Oh, there you go.

I remember how difficult it was
choosing a college.

Fran, you went to beauty school.

College, sweetie.
Beauty college.

You know, Fran,

maybe you should go
with Brighton

on all these college tours.

Yeah, you know what, it would
take your mind off your worries.

-That's a fantastic idea, Val.
-Yeah.

My mother's coming with me
to colleges. How happy am I?

Oh, you don't have to tell me.

Look at his face. He's crying.

Oh, honey.

Um, I decided to go check out
some colleges with Brighton.

You don't care if I'm away
this weekend, do you?

-No, darling, of course not.
-Oh, good.

You go right ahead. Why don't
you make a long weekend of it?

-Oh, good.
-You work too hard.

Oh, who's coming
that you don't want me to meet?

Oh, darling. For heaven's sakes.
We're married now.

I don't need to continue the...
Lynn Redgrave.

Oh, I must meet her.

You know, she did all of those
Weight Watchers commercials.

Which means
she probably knows Fergie,

who knows the queen,

who knows the President,
who hangs out with Barbra.

I am this close.

It's settled.
You're going to Harvard.

Yeah, and she's 29.

Let's just lump all those
little delusions together.

[Nigel]
Mirror, mirror, on the wall.

Why must I look
like Charles de Gaulle?

I don't have time for you.
I'm being taken out tonight.

Oh! Well, in that case,
I'll open the drapes

and give the gunman
a cleaner shot.

[doorbell rings]

Colin, darling,
I'll be right with you.

I'm just fixing my face.

Oh, don't bother, angel.

If Earl Scheib couldn't knock

those dents out,
I doubt you can.

-[laughs]
-[both laugh]

You.

He can go on like that
all night.

Oh, yeah? Well, when your
clothes come off,

the insults just
write themselves.

Man, look at the famous people
that went to Harvard.

I mean, you got John Kennedy,
Ralph Nader, T.S. Eliot...

Who's Fred Gwynne?

Hello? Herman Munster.

Hey, I just hope
they let you into this school.

Hello. Hi. I'm Fran Sheffield.

A pleasure to meet you.
I'm Dean Sterett.

Do you know that you are
the fourth man named Dean

that I've met today?

I happen to be the chair
of my department.

Oh, do you do
"Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves?"

Check it out.
Now that is pure honey.

Oh, who, the blond?
Yeah, she's a hottie. Uh-huh.

Eh, no. The brunette.

[laughing]

Uh, Dean. You mind if I call you
by your first name?

I just gotta tell you that, um,

well, my son Brighton
is very interested

-in coming to Harvard.
-Yeah, well. Best of luck.

Only students of the highest
caliber are admitted.

Uh, not to worry.

I'll tell you, as far as being
a Harvard man goes,

my little B is the one.

He has been
senior class treasurer,

he's got great grades,
and everybody loves him.

I told you to shut up about her!

Uh, plus, you know,

his father is willing
to donate a big stadium.

Oh, Ma, I'm gonna go crazy
waiting two weeks

before I know
if it's a boy or a girl.

I don't know
how you waited nine months.

Well, we had our way of knowing.

If you carried high
and in front, it was a boy.

If you carried low
and your tuchus hit the floor,

you were a Fine.

So meanwhile, how was Harvard?

Terrible. He got
into a big fight.

He didn't tell me
anything about it.

He's been acting so weird.

You know, when I used to ask you
personal stuff at his age,

you would never tell me
anything either.

Well, what did you do?

Nothing. I... I really wasn't
that interested.

You know,
maybe all this college stuff

is making him scared.

I was a little anxious
about going to college myself.

Darling, you went
to beauty school.

We carried books, we had
pep rallies. It was college.

All I'm saying is the boy
has never lived away from home.

Remember how scared you got just
before you went to summer camp?

That wasn't camp, Ma.

It was Aunt Miriam's trailer
in Scranton.

It had a playground.

It was a sandbox.

-You used it.
-So did her cats.

Hey, Fran,
I need to talk to you.

Oh, okay, sweetie.

Um, I don't wanna hurt
your feelings,

but I don't want you coming
to schools with me anymore.

Oh.

Okay, B.
You didn't hurt my feelings.

God, Fran,
you're not gonna cry, are you?

I don't know where else to go
with this face.

It's just, the guys said
something about you.

Is that what the fight was
all about? What did they say?

I don't wanna talk about it.
It's embarrassing. Okay?

God. I embarrassed my son.
What could I have done?

Well, let's see.
Nanny Fine at Harvard.

The crèème de la crèème

conversing with
the cream de la rinse.

My guess is
you said something stupid.

Maybe she's right. Maybe that
is what the boys were saying.

I embarrassed my son
because I'm not smart.

[gasps] Oh, my God.

He was embarrassed by his
mother, just like I was by...

I think I lost a grape in here.

Fran, here are the encyclopedias
you wanted.

Oh, Encyclopedia Britannica.

Oh, I was really thinking
about American information.

Fran, how come you're reading
all these reference books?

You know, I'm just trying
to brush up on my education.

Did you know you can swim
the English Channel,

but you cannot climb
the Berlin Wall?

That's because they tore it down
when I was four.

What?

Fran, these books were published
in the '70s.

Oh, well, that explains
the "Keep on Truckin" bookmark.

Oh, well, what's the use anyway?

-[doorbell rings]
-Oh,

that must be the almanac
that I ordered. You know, go.

Tell them that we don't
want any. We appreciate it.

Thanks, but no thanks.
Don't come back.

Hello, I'm Lynn Redgrave.

Thank you very much,
but we're not interested.

We changed our mind.
Don't comeback.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Miss Redgrave.
Please come in.

Oh, you know, she just
has no idea who you are.

I never get tired
of hearing that.

I'm sorry, I'm a little early.
I do hope Maxwell won't mind.

Oh, no, he'll be out any minute.
I'm his wife, Fran.

-And one of your biggest fans.
-Oh, really?

-Please, sit down.
-Thank you.

Now, you know, I
loved that movie,
Every Little Crooked Nanny.

Tell me, did you do
a lot of research? Follow around
a nanny, take notes?

Oh, please, how hard is it
to pretend to be a nanny?

Not hard at all.

I'm so sorry about all the mess.

You see, I went away this
weekend with my son to Harvard

because, well, I wanted
to, you know,
get away from my worries.

But I'll tell you, I made
a big mess out of everything,

and I embarrassed him

because I'm stupid.

There, there. It's all right.
It'll be all right.
I'm sure it will.

-Would you autograph
this, please?
-Oh, all right.

I mean, you know, for a child to
be embarrassed of their mother,

it's just killing me.

Could you re-write the Fran?
It looks like Pran.

Oh, okay. Yeah, all right.

But, you know,
if Maxwell is busy,

you know,
I could come back another time.

Did I tell you I loved you
in the remake ofBaby Jane?

Just rest your head
on Lynnie's shoulder.

Oh, Miss Redgrave, please.
Maybe you can
teach me something.

I mean, you're so classy
and sophisticated
and intelligent.

Did you think I was better
than Bette Davis?

-Who?
-Ah!

Come on, let's schmooze.

-Niles?
-Mm.

Niles, what's wrong?

Oh, I hate Miss Babcock's
boyfriend, Colin.

But don't worry,
I'm a professional. I won't
let it interfere with my work.

Okay, then.

Don't you want to know
why I hate Colon?

-Colin.
-Looks more like a colon to me.

Oh, my God, Niles,
I think you're jealous.

You have feelings
for Miss Babcock, don't you?

-Well why don't you come
out and tell her?
-Well, I mean, isn't it obvious?

I mean, what do I have to do,
hit the woman over the head?

Actually, I've done that.

Oh, I'm useless, sir. I have
no reason to live. Just fire me.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.
Why would I fire you?

I just remembered Lynn Redgrave
arrived an hour ago

and I forgot to tell you.

See, now you've got
a reason to live.

Because you've gotta start
looking for a new job!

-[Fran] Oh!
-[Lynn] Mm.

You know, darling,
I could try to teach you,

but class is really something
you're born with.

Whiz me.

Oh, thank you. Mm.

The other good trick is that
you start quoting from
your favorite authors:

-Joyce, Kafka, Hemingway.
-Mm-hmm. Seuss.

Well, I don't believe
I know him.

Oh, you'd love him.
Yes, you will.

You can read him on a yacht.
You can read him on a hill.

He's very deep with rhyming.
Pre-Nipsey Russell.

-Oh, Lynn, you're here.
-Hi, honey. We were just--

Finishing. Uh, Lynn,
why don't we
step into my office.

We'll talk about the contract,
shall we?

Oh, Miss Redgrave. Lynnie.
What can I say?

How can I ever thank you?

Did you take my cheese?

Just one other little thing.

Um, when a guest
borrows the cheese,
don't ask for it back.

It's not classy.

Oh.

Okay.

What the devil were you doing
with her?

Nothing. She was just giving me
a crash course in how
to sound intelligent.

You know, Brighton doesn't
want me going to Yale because...

Oh, he's just ashamed
that I'm not smart.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

No, it's not. And what
if the new baby
is embarrassed by me, too?

You are smart.

Look, when I have a problem
who's the first person
I run to, hmm?

-Niles?
-Well, when Niles is out?

-Oh, then you come to me.
-Well, of course I do.

You have the kind of smarts
no school could teach.

You're intuitive,
you're insightful.

Well, who could possibly
be ashamed of you?

[giggles]

Uh, don't come in here.

All right. It's time
I got something
out of my system, Miss Babcock.

No, no, no. That's too formal.

Uh... C.C.

Look, I've known you
since you were a little calf.

All right. It's, uh... It's time
I got something out in the open.

-I, uh, I think it's time
you knew--
-Oh, will you spit it out?

Colin just dumped me

and I have an anonymous
phone call to make to the IRS.

So you're not
seeing him anymore?

No. No. Now, what is it you want
to get out in the open?

You. All animals
should run free.

That isn't what you
were gonna say.
And why are you holding flowers?

I thought you'd like a snack.

You're wearing your fancy pants.

-Niles has a crush on someone.
-Oh, do not.

Niles and his girlfriend
sitting in a tree.

D-U-S-T-I-N-G.

[laughs]

-All right, who is it?
-Her.

Just go with me on this
and pretend you're
my girlfriend.

-Are you mad?
-I loved you inGeorgie Girl.

Oh, rest your head
on Lynnie's shoulder.

Mm.

Oh, now, come on, B,
you can't keep avoiding me.

We're gonna have
to discuss this.

Look, I know
what you're going through.

I had my mother
come to school once

and kids said the same thing
about her
that your friends said about me.

Heh. I find that
hard to believe.

They said
she was actually hot and sexy?

No, they said they never saw
a back with cleavage.

What are you talking about,
"hot and sexy"?

Well, that would be
the G-rated version
of what the guys were saying.

So that's what the fight
was about? That I'm sexy?

-Which boys?
-Fran.

Oh, come on, let me enjoy this.

In a couple of months,
I'm gonna look like Shamu.

Oh, I can't believe I wasted
two hours trying to smarten up
with that Lynn Redgrave.

She's a cheese thief, you know?

Wait. What do you mean,
"smarten up"?

I thought that you didn't
want me going to Yale

because you were ashamed of me
because you thought
I was stupid.

-What gave you that idea?
-Her.

You know, Miss Babcock,
for your information,

I just found out I'm not stupid.
I'm sexy.

Nanny Fine, don't sell yourself
short. You're both.

Well, I am smart enough to know
I have just been insulted

and sexy enough not to care.

Oh, this is so exciting.

We're gonna see
the first pictures of our baby.

Stand up straight,
and if you're a girl,
arch your back.

-Oh, would you look at that.
-Mm.

-He's got my nose.
-Oh.

Actually, that's
your reflection.

I haven't turned
the screen on yet.

Oh, honey.

Now, before we start,
do you wanna know
if it's a boy or a girl?

Yes. My wife decided
I want to know.

Okay. Let's fire up
the baby finder.

[giggles]

Oh, gracious me,
what do we have here?

-What? What? [gasps]
-Fran, I see four feet.

Four feet?

Oh, my God, how am I ever
gonna catch him when he's bad?

No, Fran, no. I mean twins.

Twins.

Twins? Are you sure, doctor?

Absolutely. I'm never wrong.

-Oh, my God, look,
I can see one of them.
-Ah!

-Look how fast
they're developing.
-Oh, my God.

Look at all those fingers.

Do you see the size
of that thumb?

You know, I don't think
that's his thumb, babe.

That's my boy.

And it looks like
he has a little sister.

-Oh, a girl. Oh!
-Well, not so little.

Looks like
we have a little chubette here.

And that's my girl.

Fran? Fran.

Doctor, I... I think
she's just a little surprised.

[Fran thinking]
I can't believe it.

We're gonna have a little boy
and a little girl.

Plus the three we already have.

Oy, what am I gonna do
with five kids?

[family band singing]

♪ We'll make you happy... ♪

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]