The Nanny (1993–1999): Season 6, Episode 7 - Mom's the Word - full transcript
Fran is hesitating telling Maxwell about being pregnant. But Sylvia, Niles and C.C. all know. Fran finally decides to set the right mood to tell him, and before she can blurt it out, he reiterates his stance that he doesn't want another child. In tears, she finally tells him; because she's so upset, she runs off. She commiserates with another mother in Central Park when she starts to have abdominal pains. She's rushed to the hospital. There, Maxwell reassures her that he does indeed want a child, something he didn't know until he learned they were about to have one. Unfortunately, Fran and Maxwell will have to wait for another pregnancy. Meanwhile, Brighton and Yetta go to the movie theater together. Unsure who's looking after who, they both lose each other, which they're afraid to tell anyone about.
Okay. As soon as she's ready, we'll go.
Okay. Sweetie, listen.
I'm counting on you
to take good care of her at the theater.
Hold her hand.
Make sure she doesn't eat any junk food
and whatever you do,
do not let her out of your sight.
Okay. I promise,
I'll take good care of her.
-Good boy.
-Thank you.
I'm ready.
You know, Yetta, I thought,
maybe, we'd go see the new Babe movie.
Babe, Bride of Chucky.
Whatever.
-Thank God, you're here.
-What's wrong? What's wrong?
Your voice sounded
so terrible on the phone.
Everybody keeps saying that to me.
I think it's the cordless.
-Darling, what's the problem?
-Ma.
I'm pregnant.
My daughter's pregnant.
And she's married.
Mom, please,
promise me you won't say anything.
I haven't even told Max yet.
There's a problem.
It's not his?
Of course it's Maxwell's.
What I have growing inside of me
is a living, breathing expression
of our undying love
as husband and wife.
-So, what's the problem?
-He don't want it.
What makes you think
Max doesn't want the baby?
Because he said,
a baby is the last thing
we need in our lives.
Men are never that clear.
What were his exact words?
"A baby is the last thing
we need in our lives."
You know, it's very hard for men
to accept change.
Like your father, when they came out
with that cookie dough ice cream.
He didn't know
whether to freeze it or bake it.
Me? I took to it right away.
But, Ma, I mean,
I'm gonna have to tell him sometime.
How long can I hide a thing like this?
Not long.
We Fine women tend to get wide.
Darling, when you tell your husband
that you're gonna have a baby,
he's gonna be thrilled.
-Let's pray.
-But in the meantime, Ma,
please, don't even tell Daddy.
It's gonna be hard enough
for Maxwell to hear it from me,
let alone someone else.
A baby?
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 joie de vivre!
She's the lady in red
When everybody else is wearing tan
The flashy girl from Flushing
The nanny named Fran
I can't believe
I'm gonna be a grandmother.
Ma, you're already a grandmother.
Nadine has two kids.
I don't like going over
to your sister's apartment.
His mother is sitting there all the time,
eating them out of house and home.
Acting like she owns the place.
Well, not everyone is
as sensitive as you, Ma.
I know.
Niles, what's the matter?
Nothing.
Did Brighton leave his bankbook open
in the kitchen again?
-No.
-Well, why are you crying?
Because I'm thrilled about our baby
and I don't give a damn what he thinks.
I don't want him to hear
about it from you.
I wanna be the one to tell Maxwell
about little Shlomo.
-Shlomo?
-Yes.
It's my daddy's name.
What if it's a girl?
-Shloma.
-Shloma.
Now you listen to me, Niles,
this is a very big secret,
and if you blab to anybody,
it will be the end of our friendship.
I swear to you, my lips are sealed.
-All right.
-Except for now,
I'm so excited we're having a baby.
-What on Earth is going on in here?
-Congratulations, sir, you're having--
People for dinner.
-Come. We'll pick a side dish.
-What?
You better tell Maxwell quick.
Keeping secrets,
ain't that butler's milieu.
Why don't you do
what I did with your father?
-What?
-Put on a sexy negligee,
light the candles,
and then at the perfect moment,
work in Shlomo.
Shlomo Sheffield.
Gee, I hope nobody on his side
of the family already has that name.
You know, sweetheart,
I wouldn't be surprised
if he has an inkling
-that you're gonna have a baby.
-Really?
You know what I did the night
I told your father?
I cuddled up to him,
I sat on his lap, and he said:
"Whoa, what are you, pregnant?"
It was like he read my mind.
Yeah, Ma, that was it.
Hello, Yetta. How was the movie?
I don't know. It was dark,
and I lost my glasses case,
and the boy.
What boy? You mean Burton?
Promise me,
you'll keep this a secret
from Mr. Sheffield.
He'll be devastated. I know.
The same thing happened to me
in 1939.
I lost my little girl, Sylvia.
Never saw her again.
She's in the living room.
She's back?
My baby.
Why, why is she yelling "Baby"?
It's this whole stupid thing.
Big secret.
You know the secret?
Yeah, yeah,
don't tell Maxwell about the kid.
Ms. Babcock, I can hardly believe
you're still standing
after a bombshell like that.
What bombshell?
It's not that big a deal.
You don't see Fran's pregnancy
as the final nail in your coffin?
Nanny Fine is pregnant?
-That wasn't your secret?
-No.
I can't believe Nanny Fine's pregnant.
Now Miss Babcock,
Fran hasn't told Mr. Sheffield yet,
and if she finds out I blabbed,
I'll lose my closest friend.
I have nothing to live for.
Please, don't tell her.
Don't tell her. I'll be your slave.
And, now I do.
Darling, what's all this
in the middle of the afternoon?
Wine, candles, a sexy negligee.
You were expecting me, weren't you?
Well, funny you should use
the word "expecting."
Would you look?
All my favorite savories and puddings.
Honey.
Scones with real clotted Cornish cream.
-Sweetie.
-Kippers.
Darling.
Look at all this wonderful food.
Hey, I'm naked over here.
Sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I...
I was ignoring you.
You're ignoring this side too.
-Sweetie, we need to talk.
-What, now?
-Yeah, it's important.
-More important than what we're doing now?
Well, what we're doing
is why we need to talk.
Sorry, sweetheart, I'm not following you.
Honey, I was just looking
at your baby picture and,
well, I was thinking,
wouldn't we make
a beautiful child together?
But, you know, looks skip a generation.
Our children would, probably,
look like their grandparents.
Well, honey, wouldn't you just really like
to hear the pitter-patter of little feet
around the house?
Well, now, darling,
we've talked about this.
We've just got married.
Do we really need a baby crying all night?
Needing to be fed at 2:00 in the morning,
diaper change at 3:00?
Well, you know, darling,
Niles is not as young as he used to be.
What's the rush?
I wanna be able to spontaneously
grab my wife and say,
"Come on, let's go to the wine country."
You know how much fun you are
when you get all liquored up.
What a sweet thing to say.
Don't you worry, darling,
when the time is right,
we'll make a beautiful baby together.
Meantime, we can always rehearse.
Well, what if I said
that we don't need to rehearse,
because we're already in production?
You're talking as if
we were having a baby right now.
-But what if we were?
-But we're not.
-But let's pretend.
-Let's not.
-Why not?
-Because...
Because I am too turned on
by my gorgeous wife
to think of having anything
but a little afternoon delight
with the woman I love.
That is the most horrible thing
that you have ever said to me.
-What?
-I can't believe you.
You want to go on a vacation with me,
you think I'm sexy, you love my body...
and you don't want little Shlomo
or Shloma.
I don't understand a word you're saying.
Why are you acting so irrationally?
Because
that's the way pregnant women act.
Gracie, I am in so much trouble.
I lost Yetta at the movies.
-How could you lose a person?
-I don't know.
I mean, one second she's talking to
a cardboard cutout of Walter Matthau and
the next second, she was just gone.
Did you ask the other cutouts?
This is serious.
There is a woman loose out there,
who is asking people
where Chucky's bride is registered.
Crate and Barrel. That's where she is.
Let's go, slave.
You should be done by now.
How's this?
Nope, nope.
That'll look too brassy on me.
Try spiced tea.
That'll look awful.
Not after it's permed.
Niles.
Careful, it's wet.
Niles.
Yes, sir?
Niles, I--
This is just something
between you and C.C., right?
No, I'm rehearsing the musical
of Pippi Longstocking. Why?
You're not gonna believe this, Niles,
but we're having a baby.
How fast was that, you stud.
Congratulations, sir.
Now, why aren't you two off celebrating?
Because I'm afraid Fran
might have interpreted something I said
as, well, devastating.
What did you say?
-I just told her how I felt.
-Oh, God!
I just told her I wasn't ready for a baby.
I wasn't ready
-for all the diapers and the crying.
-How could you be so insensitive?
A baby is such a happy occasion
in the lives of us newlyweds.
Your lack of enthusiasm is turning
what should be the most joyous day
of my life into an absolute misery.
-Would you just stop that?
-Well, do you want to have a baby or not?
Well, well, after thinking about it,
I suppose--
Yes, of course, I wanna have a baby
with Fran, I love her.
Well, then, I'd better overhear you
telling her this soon, Mister,
because I am not getting any younger.
Now, if you'll excuse me, sir,
I wanna get something out of my hair.
-Gonna lose the red, huh?
-Yeah, right after I get rid of the blond.
Look at this. A mother and child.
-Is there anything more beautiful?
-Frankie,
don't eat out of the garbage, you'll die.
I'm sorry.
You probably think I'm some kind of a nut,
wearing a negligee
in the middle of Central Park.
No, I have a little problem
with that guy wearing one.
-I'm Caryn.
-Hi.
I'm Fran. Can I look at your baby?
He's so adorable.
He's a she.
-They said the sideburns will go away.
-Sure.
And, you know, you can always bleach them.
You know, when you do the mustache.
I'm expecting too.
Is it really painful?
No. Our bodies are designed for that.
It's the most natural thing in the world.
Now, tell me to my face.
It was the most horrendous experience
I've ever had.
So painful I thought I would die.
But that was me.
Why were you crying?
You should be happy.
This is a great time, a joyous time--
Frankie!
A peaceful time.
Well, my husband doesn't want the baby.
-Is it his?
-What is it with me? Yes.
Listen, sometimes men get nervous
when they find out
they're gonna be fathers.
But once they have that baby
in their arms,
they turn into big teddy bears.
He said a baby is the last thing we need.
Pigs, all of them.
No. Not my Maxwell.
He's so wonderful and loving.
Maybe I should go home and talk to him.
Thank you.
Are you all right?
I don't know.
Don't worry, Mrs. Sheffield.
Dr. Osborn will be with you in a moment.
No, please call my gynecologist,
Dr. Reynolds.
I really want a doctor
that I'm familiar with.
Trust me.
You're in good hands.
Before I can do anything for you,
I'm going to need to see your--
-Blood tests? X-rays?
-Insurance card.
Just kidding.
A little hospital humor there.
-Did you see it?
-Yes.
All righty, then.
Doctor, do you know how my baby is?
Well, we're gonna get you down
for an ultrasound
-and some tests, okay?
-Okay.
But first, could you give me a rough idea
of what you've had to eat today?
Well, I-- you know, I had a couple of eggs
for breakfast,
and some toast, cantaloupe,
Cocoa Puffs, and a Scooter Pie.
Then Ma came over
and we had some tea with rugelach
and a few strawberries,
and, just a bite of cinnamon babka.
It was very dry.
Well, first of all, Mrs. Sheffield,
wow.
-There is the possibility--
-Then when I was at the park,
I had a hot dog there and some chips,
a Yoo-hoo,
and gummi bears and a pickle.
You know,
I'm just gonna write down "Stuff."
Okay.
Wanna get Mrs. Sheffield down
for her ultrasound, okay.
And doctor,
how will my family know where I am?
If they can hear, they'll find you.
Okay. Thank you.
What's happening?
When are they gonna let us see her?
Listen, Mom.
I'm sure Fran and the baby
are doing just fine.
That's the first time you called me "Mom."
Well, you've been more of a mother to me
than my own mother ever was.
You've certainly seen more of me.
You're a good man.
Morty's parking the car. Is Fran okay?
-Is she really pregnant?
-Yes, she really is.
Wow, I can't believe Niles didn't tell us.
Where's Brighton?
Looking for Yetta.
Well, where's Yetta?
Looking for Brighton.
If you knew they were both looking
for each other,
why didn't you just tell them?
More fun for me?
-Mr. Sheffield?
-Yes.
-Dr. Osborn.
-Doctor,
how is my wife?
Is the baby all right?
Well, Dr. Reynolds is looking
over some final test results,
-but your wife would like to see you.
-Thank you. Yes. Okay.
Oh, my God! It's you!
I used to stay home every Wednesday
to see you.
I was so in love with you.
He used to bring me my dry cleaning.
That's right.
Working my way through medical school.
Sylvia.
Darling. Are you all right?
-I am now.
-I was so worried.
Honey, did you ask the doctor
about the baby?
Yeah. They're running some tests.
Sweetheart,
I'm so sorry about what I said.
Sweetie, you can't blame yourself.
It's the way you feel.
You don't wanna have a baby now.
I can understand that.
Well, that was before I knew
we were having one.
Hey, I didn't know I wanted another wife
until I met you.
You think the baby's gonna be okay?
Sweetheart, he's gonna be just fine.
He's gonna grow big and strong,
and just like his dad,
he'll be a member of the chess club.
Or like his mom,
he'll be a member of the Price Club.
He'll graduate valedictorian.
He'll graduate.
Well, believe me, in my family,
that alone sets a new standard.
-I hope he has your nose.
-I hope he has your hair.
-And my voice.
-What do you mean?
Well, you know, the accent.
Yeah, yeah,
that will be really cute in baby talk.
I love you, darling.
I love you.
Dr. Reynolds, thank God you're here.
How's the baby?
Fran, I'm so sorry.
Okay. Sweetie, listen.
I'm counting on you
to take good care of her at the theater.
Hold her hand.
Make sure she doesn't eat any junk food
and whatever you do,
do not let her out of your sight.
Okay. I promise,
I'll take good care of her.
-Good boy.
-Thank you.
I'm ready.
You know, Yetta, I thought,
maybe, we'd go see the new Babe movie.
Babe, Bride of Chucky.
Whatever.
-Thank God, you're here.
-What's wrong? What's wrong?
Your voice sounded
so terrible on the phone.
Everybody keeps saying that to me.
I think it's the cordless.
-Darling, what's the problem?
-Ma.
I'm pregnant.
My daughter's pregnant.
And she's married.
Mom, please,
promise me you won't say anything.
I haven't even told Max yet.
There's a problem.
It's not his?
Of course it's Maxwell's.
What I have growing inside of me
is a living, breathing expression
of our undying love
as husband and wife.
-So, what's the problem?
-He don't want it.
What makes you think
Max doesn't want the baby?
Because he said,
a baby is the last thing
we need in our lives.
Men are never that clear.
What were his exact words?
"A baby is the last thing
we need in our lives."
You know, it's very hard for men
to accept change.
Like your father, when they came out
with that cookie dough ice cream.
He didn't know
whether to freeze it or bake it.
Me? I took to it right away.
But, Ma, I mean,
I'm gonna have to tell him sometime.
How long can I hide a thing like this?
Not long.
We Fine women tend to get wide.
Darling, when you tell your husband
that you're gonna have a baby,
he's gonna be thrilled.
-Let's pray.
-But in the meantime, Ma,
please, don't even tell Daddy.
It's gonna be hard enough
for Maxwell to hear it from me,
let alone someone else.
A baby?
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 joie de vivre!
She's the lady in red
When everybody else is wearing tan
The flashy girl from Flushing
The nanny named Fran
I can't believe
I'm gonna be a grandmother.
Ma, you're already a grandmother.
Nadine has two kids.
I don't like going over
to your sister's apartment.
His mother is sitting there all the time,
eating them out of house and home.
Acting like she owns the place.
Well, not everyone is
as sensitive as you, Ma.
I know.
Niles, what's the matter?
Nothing.
Did Brighton leave his bankbook open
in the kitchen again?
-No.
-Well, why are you crying?
Because I'm thrilled about our baby
and I don't give a damn what he thinks.
I don't want him to hear
about it from you.
I wanna be the one to tell Maxwell
about little Shlomo.
-Shlomo?
-Yes.
It's my daddy's name.
What if it's a girl?
-Shloma.
-Shloma.
Now you listen to me, Niles,
this is a very big secret,
and if you blab to anybody,
it will be the end of our friendship.
I swear to you, my lips are sealed.
-All right.
-Except for now,
I'm so excited we're having a baby.
-What on Earth is going on in here?
-Congratulations, sir, you're having--
People for dinner.
-Come. We'll pick a side dish.
-What?
You better tell Maxwell quick.
Keeping secrets,
ain't that butler's milieu.
Why don't you do
what I did with your father?
-What?
-Put on a sexy negligee,
light the candles,
and then at the perfect moment,
work in Shlomo.
Shlomo Sheffield.
Gee, I hope nobody on his side
of the family already has that name.
You know, sweetheart,
I wouldn't be surprised
if he has an inkling
-that you're gonna have a baby.
-Really?
You know what I did the night
I told your father?
I cuddled up to him,
I sat on his lap, and he said:
"Whoa, what are you, pregnant?"
It was like he read my mind.
Yeah, Ma, that was it.
Hello, Yetta. How was the movie?
I don't know. It was dark,
and I lost my glasses case,
and the boy.
What boy? You mean Burton?
Promise me,
you'll keep this a secret
from Mr. Sheffield.
He'll be devastated. I know.
The same thing happened to me
in 1939.
I lost my little girl, Sylvia.
Never saw her again.
She's in the living room.
She's back?
My baby.
Why, why is she yelling "Baby"?
It's this whole stupid thing.
Big secret.
You know the secret?
Yeah, yeah,
don't tell Maxwell about the kid.
Ms. Babcock, I can hardly believe
you're still standing
after a bombshell like that.
What bombshell?
It's not that big a deal.
You don't see Fran's pregnancy
as the final nail in your coffin?
Nanny Fine is pregnant?
-That wasn't your secret?
-No.
I can't believe Nanny Fine's pregnant.
Now Miss Babcock,
Fran hasn't told Mr. Sheffield yet,
and if she finds out I blabbed,
I'll lose my closest friend.
I have nothing to live for.
Please, don't tell her.
Don't tell her. I'll be your slave.
And, now I do.
Darling, what's all this
in the middle of the afternoon?
Wine, candles, a sexy negligee.
You were expecting me, weren't you?
Well, funny you should use
the word "expecting."
Would you look?
All my favorite savories and puddings.
Honey.
Scones with real clotted Cornish cream.
-Sweetie.
-Kippers.
Darling.
Look at all this wonderful food.
Hey, I'm naked over here.
Sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I...
I was ignoring you.
You're ignoring this side too.
-Sweetie, we need to talk.
-What, now?
-Yeah, it's important.
-More important than what we're doing now?
Well, what we're doing
is why we need to talk.
Sorry, sweetheart, I'm not following you.
Honey, I was just looking
at your baby picture and,
well, I was thinking,
wouldn't we make
a beautiful child together?
But, you know, looks skip a generation.
Our children would, probably,
look like their grandparents.
Well, honey, wouldn't you just really like
to hear the pitter-patter of little feet
around the house?
Well, now, darling,
we've talked about this.
We've just got married.
Do we really need a baby crying all night?
Needing to be fed at 2:00 in the morning,
diaper change at 3:00?
Well, you know, darling,
Niles is not as young as he used to be.
What's the rush?
I wanna be able to spontaneously
grab my wife and say,
"Come on, let's go to the wine country."
You know how much fun you are
when you get all liquored up.
What a sweet thing to say.
Don't you worry, darling,
when the time is right,
we'll make a beautiful baby together.
Meantime, we can always rehearse.
Well, what if I said
that we don't need to rehearse,
because we're already in production?
You're talking as if
we were having a baby right now.
-But what if we were?
-But we're not.
-But let's pretend.
-Let's not.
-Why not?
-Because...
Because I am too turned on
by my gorgeous wife
to think of having anything
but a little afternoon delight
with the woman I love.
That is the most horrible thing
that you have ever said to me.
-What?
-I can't believe you.
You want to go on a vacation with me,
you think I'm sexy, you love my body...
and you don't want little Shlomo
or Shloma.
I don't understand a word you're saying.
Why are you acting so irrationally?
Because
that's the way pregnant women act.
Gracie, I am in so much trouble.
I lost Yetta at the movies.
-How could you lose a person?
-I don't know.
I mean, one second she's talking to
a cardboard cutout of Walter Matthau and
the next second, she was just gone.
Did you ask the other cutouts?
This is serious.
There is a woman loose out there,
who is asking people
where Chucky's bride is registered.
Crate and Barrel. That's where she is.
Let's go, slave.
You should be done by now.
How's this?
Nope, nope.
That'll look too brassy on me.
Try spiced tea.
That'll look awful.
Not after it's permed.
Niles.
Careful, it's wet.
Niles.
Yes, sir?
Niles, I--
This is just something
between you and C.C., right?
No, I'm rehearsing the musical
of Pippi Longstocking. Why?
You're not gonna believe this, Niles,
but we're having a baby.
How fast was that, you stud.
Congratulations, sir.
Now, why aren't you two off celebrating?
Because I'm afraid Fran
might have interpreted something I said
as, well, devastating.
What did you say?
-I just told her how I felt.
-Oh, God!
I just told her I wasn't ready for a baby.
I wasn't ready
-for all the diapers and the crying.
-How could you be so insensitive?
A baby is such a happy occasion
in the lives of us newlyweds.
Your lack of enthusiasm is turning
what should be the most joyous day
of my life into an absolute misery.
-Would you just stop that?
-Well, do you want to have a baby or not?
Well, well, after thinking about it,
I suppose--
Yes, of course, I wanna have a baby
with Fran, I love her.
Well, then, I'd better overhear you
telling her this soon, Mister,
because I am not getting any younger.
Now, if you'll excuse me, sir,
I wanna get something out of my hair.
-Gonna lose the red, huh?
-Yeah, right after I get rid of the blond.
Look at this. A mother and child.
-Is there anything more beautiful?
-Frankie,
don't eat out of the garbage, you'll die.
I'm sorry.
You probably think I'm some kind of a nut,
wearing a negligee
in the middle of Central Park.
No, I have a little problem
with that guy wearing one.
-I'm Caryn.
-Hi.
I'm Fran. Can I look at your baby?
He's so adorable.
He's a she.
-They said the sideburns will go away.
-Sure.
And, you know, you can always bleach them.
You know, when you do the mustache.
I'm expecting too.
Is it really painful?
No. Our bodies are designed for that.
It's the most natural thing in the world.
Now, tell me to my face.
It was the most horrendous experience
I've ever had.
So painful I thought I would die.
But that was me.
Why were you crying?
You should be happy.
This is a great time, a joyous time--
Frankie!
A peaceful time.
Well, my husband doesn't want the baby.
-Is it his?
-What is it with me? Yes.
Listen, sometimes men get nervous
when they find out
they're gonna be fathers.
But once they have that baby
in their arms,
they turn into big teddy bears.
He said a baby is the last thing we need.
Pigs, all of them.
No. Not my Maxwell.
He's so wonderful and loving.
Maybe I should go home and talk to him.
Thank you.
Are you all right?
I don't know.
Don't worry, Mrs. Sheffield.
Dr. Osborn will be with you in a moment.
No, please call my gynecologist,
Dr. Reynolds.
I really want a doctor
that I'm familiar with.
Trust me.
You're in good hands.
Before I can do anything for you,
I'm going to need to see your--
-Blood tests? X-rays?
-Insurance card.
Just kidding.
A little hospital humor there.
-Did you see it?
-Yes.
All righty, then.
Doctor, do you know how my baby is?
Well, we're gonna get you down
for an ultrasound
-and some tests, okay?
-Okay.
But first, could you give me a rough idea
of what you've had to eat today?
Well, I-- you know, I had a couple of eggs
for breakfast,
and some toast, cantaloupe,
Cocoa Puffs, and a Scooter Pie.
Then Ma came over
and we had some tea with rugelach
and a few strawberries,
and, just a bite of cinnamon babka.
It was very dry.
Well, first of all, Mrs. Sheffield,
wow.
-There is the possibility--
-Then when I was at the park,
I had a hot dog there and some chips,
a Yoo-hoo,
and gummi bears and a pickle.
You know,
I'm just gonna write down "Stuff."
Okay.
Wanna get Mrs. Sheffield down
for her ultrasound, okay.
And doctor,
how will my family know where I am?
If they can hear, they'll find you.
Okay. Thank you.
What's happening?
When are they gonna let us see her?
Listen, Mom.
I'm sure Fran and the baby
are doing just fine.
That's the first time you called me "Mom."
Well, you've been more of a mother to me
than my own mother ever was.
You've certainly seen more of me.
You're a good man.
Morty's parking the car. Is Fran okay?
-Is she really pregnant?
-Yes, she really is.
Wow, I can't believe Niles didn't tell us.
Where's Brighton?
Looking for Yetta.
Well, where's Yetta?
Looking for Brighton.
If you knew they were both looking
for each other,
why didn't you just tell them?
More fun for me?
-Mr. Sheffield?
-Yes.
-Dr. Osborn.
-Doctor,
how is my wife?
Is the baby all right?
Well, Dr. Reynolds is looking
over some final test results,
-but your wife would like to see you.
-Thank you. Yes. Okay.
Oh, my God! It's you!
I used to stay home every Wednesday
to see you.
I was so in love with you.
He used to bring me my dry cleaning.
That's right.
Working my way through medical school.
Sylvia.
Darling. Are you all right?
-I am now.
-I was so worried.
Honey, did you ask the doctor
about the baby?
Yeah. They're running some tests.
Sweetheart,
I'm so sorry about what I said.
Sweetie, you can't blame yourself.
It's the way you feel.
You don't wanna have a baby now.
I can understand that.
Well, that was before I knew
we were having one.
Hey, I didn't know I wanted another wife
until I met you.
You think the baby's gonna be okay?
Sweetheart, he's gonna be just fine.
He's gonna grow big and strong,
and just like his dad,
he'll be a member of the chess club.
Or like his mom,
he'll be a member of the Price Club.
He'll graduate valedictorian.
He'll graduate.
Well, believe me, in my family,
that alone sets a new standard.
-I hope he has your nose.
-I hope he has your hair.
-And my voice.
-What do you mean?
Well, you know, the accent.
Yeah, yeah,
that will be really cute in baby talk.
I love you, darling.
I love you.
Dr. Reynolds, thank God you're here.
How's the baby?
Fran, I'm so sorry.