The Nanny1993

Niles:
Sylvia, they're on their honeymoon. Your daughter is not here, why are you?

Sylvia Fine:
I smell bacon!

Niles:
Well, it must be coming from next door.

Sylvia Fine:
Well, I don't know them.

Niles:
I had so much to drink at the reception. I had the strangest nightmare that Santa Claus was trying to have his way with me.

C.C. Babcock:
[Enter a hungover CC in a red housecoat with white trim] Oh my God. We didn't, did we?

Niles:
Well, I'm not sure. Say ho ho ho.

C.C. Babcock:
No one can ever know that this might possibly have happened.

Niles:
Well, it ain't going on my resume.

Sylvia Fine:
Well of course, I can't talk if my mouth is full.

Niles:
I'll make the omelets.

C.C. Babcock:
I'll make the pancakes.