The Nanny

Yes, we're in Paris.

Miss Fine confused my suitcase

with one containing C.C.'s dog Chester,

got locked in the closet of a 747,

and well, suffice it to say, we're here.

Which I must admit, is not entirely unpleasant.

For God sakes! I'm in Paris

with a beautiful woman.

Oh.

Come on, let's blow this nightclub

and see where life takes us.

Arrrr!

Apparently, French wine

has a very low alcohol content,

'cause life took us right back to the airport.

Ooh! Oh!

What the hell was that?

Oh, just a little bump in the road.

What, we hit a deer? We're in the air.

Oh, you have to picture yourself

going along a little country lane

with a few dips and pot holes.

Ohh!

What the bloody hell was that?

Oh, Mr. Sheffield!

Mr. Sheffield, I just want you to know

that these last 3 years have been

just the best years of my life.

Ow!

I love you.

Well, thank God it was

just a little bump in the road.

And after three long years of working it...

I mean, working there,

I had finally gotten him to say it.

Um, Miss Fine,

before we go in, I think

I should try to explain to you

exactly what happened up there.

Oh, it's okay.

It was all that wine and escargot.

These weren't good shoes anyway.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Um, no.

Uh, you know how it is when you're...

when you're facing death,

how you sometimes say things

without thinking?

No.

Ah.

Miss Fine, I thought we were spending our last moments

on earth together up there,

and so that's why I, um...

you know, said...

the thing.

'The thing'?

Yeah, you know, that I felt that way

at that time in that place.

Oh my God! You're taking back the thing?

Please, Miss Fine,

I mean, uh, in the heat of the moment,

sometimes people just blurt things out.

You blurted prematurely?

Are you... Are you very upset?

No, no, I'll be fine.

It's perfectly understandable.

Uhh, please, don't touch me.

Thanks, Fran. What a beautiful doll.

I know.

You know, she's Marie Antoinette.

Here you go.

Oh, and lookee here.

This is that restaurant that your father

promised to take me to,

but then he changed his mind and took it back,

which he oft does.

I had made reservations,

but the thing was she...

There's that thing again.

Fran, I have a report due for school.

I'm supposed to pick a woman with an interesting career.

Oh, Gracie,

I don't know if there's enough

to write a whole report about me.

There isn't. That's why I picked Miss Babcock.

Oh.

Nanny Fine, don't be hurt

just because I'm closer

to 'little Gretel' than you are.

Gretel never said that.

Ooh! Aren't we defensive.

There's nothing wrong with being just a pretty face,

in fact, it's a plus if you have no skills.

I've got skills.

Nanny Fine,

identifying what's in the Godivas

without a guide is not a skill.

Oh, nougat.

Mm-hmm!

Oh, come on,

you must know the only reason you got this job

is because of your looks.

Hey, hey, that is not true.

I got this job because I lied on my resume.

Men of Maxwell's class

enjoy keeping women like you around to flirt with.

You know, you're right.

Now, that's bad because...

He doesn't respect you.

Don't you know why you get away with murder?

It's because of those skimpy little outfits

you bounce around in. It's offensive.

But, just out of curiosity,

say you were being sued for,

oh, choking a choreographer.

What would you wear to court?

Oh, Maxwell,

what an ordeal this flight was.

I can't imagine anything more terrifying.

Booga booga booga.

C.C., I do hope Chester wasn't too traumatized by his trip.

Although, he didn't seem to mind being in his little travel bag.

Ooh!

Forgot to unpack him, didn't you?

No.

Angelica, you know that suitcase in my closet

that you said was growling and I called you an insane old witch...

Niles. Niles, I want you to

order some flowers for Miss Fine.

Make it two dozen, uh,

sterling roses, long-stemmed.

Ooh, somebody was so very bad.

What did you do? Shall I close the door?

Yes, just make sure

you're on the other side of it.

Oh, come on, sir.

The little crumbs you throw me I live on.

Well, I just have to make up

for something I said to Miss Fine on the airplane.

What did you say?

None of your bloody business.

Was it about me?

No.

Fine. I'll find out anyway. I always do.

Oh, Miss Fine. Please, do come in.

Oh, if you're going to smoke a cigar,

please, let me snip the end off.

In an odd way, I feel it will make me feel better.

Now, I want to ask you something

that's very important,

but it's private, so give me this lemon a minute.

Ow!

Mr. Sheffield...

Miss Fine, what are you doing over there?

Come on, come and sit on my desk, annoy me.

It'll be just like old times.

You mean, "B.T."...

Before the thing?

Oh, Miss Fine,

how long are you going to torture me with this?

I'm not going to torture you about it.

That's why I came in here, to tell you that I'm over it.

-Oh, really? -No.

Took it back. How's it feel?

Please, Miss Fine, "Cats" is opening in 14 new cities.

I don't feel very strong right now.

All right, let me ask you this one question.

When you hired me,

did you think I was just attractive?

Absolutely not.

I thought you were beautiful.

Stunning. Drop-dead gorgeous.

How dare you?

Why do you keep trying to hurt me like this?

It got quiet.

Are they talking about me?

Oh, I can't believe I'm back

in the meat market again.

It's so sad.

I mean, the best years of my life,

and I spend 90% of them...

With a guy who kisses you passionately and takes it back.

Asks to marry you, takes it back.

Tells you he loves you, takes it...

I was gonna say "talking with you", Val.

But thanks for the post game wrap-up.

You know,

the reason why

he keeps taking it back is because I'm nothing

but a pretty plaything to him.

I mean, he doesn't take me seriously.

Can I have a double apricot sour?

Rim it with Sweet'n Low.

Come on, let's go get a table

before some other yutz tries to pick me up.

Yeah.

Too late, ladies.