Mr and Mrs Sheffield
When Max said I love you
- Fran: Oh Mr. Sheffield, I just wanted you to know that these last three years have been just the best years of my life.
- Max: Oh God--my children! Oh, they adored you Miss. Fine.
- Fran: Ya know, now would be a good time to call me Fran.
- Max: I love you.
Fran and Max
Fran and Max
(no apologies for the Nanny spam. blame @tvland)
THIS. THEM. PERFECT. CHEMISTRY. 5 SEASONS of waiting.
Their moments: Season 3
Max: So, did you have a nice evening?
Fran: I tell you, it was a beautiful wedding. Val and I cried our eyes out. She made some gorgeous bride that Dr. Quinn.
Max: Hurry up, Miss Fine. You’re not getting any younger.
Fran: I’m not the one that looks like Lily Munster
Maxwell: Trust me, Miss Fine. If I found a woman that loved my children, could make me laugh and I found attractive, I’d never let her get away.
Fran: Hang on a second, we’re stuck on each other.
Fran: Meanwhile, I’m not the one sitting home on a Saturday night with his hand glued to his brontosaurus.
Max: Just tell me how to get it off!
Fran: Try blowing in his ear.
Max: It’s gonna’ be okay, Miss Fine. What are you doing?
Fran: I’m looking for the emergency phone!
Max: That’s… not… it…
Fran: Oh. Well then, I’d better stop talking into it
C.C.: Isn’t it a pity that Maxwell’s father left all his money to a trollop?
Fran: Oh, he left something for me?
Fran: Niles, what is that sickeningly sweet overpowering smell?
Niles: The cologne you gave me for my birthday.
Fran: Did you think that just because I sacrificed five years of my life to raise your children so you could go off and achieve financial success that I was gonna hire some barracuda lawyer to take everything you’ve got so I can retire in the Riviera and go blond? Who thinks of such things?
Fran: I could plan this wedding myself.
Max: Oh, no, no. We want it to be nice.