Annie Braddock: There's a common belief among anthropologists that you must immerse yourself in an unfamiliar world in order to truly understand your own.
Annie Braddock: In Africa they have the saying, it takes a village to raise a child. But for the tribe of the upper-eastside of Manhattan, it takes just one person. The nanny.
Grayer: When I grow up, I want to have enough money to build the real castle.
Annie Braddock: Just remember, Grove, that money can't buy love.
Grayer: But mommy pays you money, and I love you.
Annie Braddock: My desire to be an observer of life was actually keeping me from having one.
Mrs. X: Keep your voice down, there are mimes in the other room.
Mrs. X: Nanny, you never mentioned you had a mother.
Mrs. X: Nanny... what are you doing?
Annie Braddock: You want to know about the dads? I'll tell you about the dads. They're chubby, bald, steak-eating, cigar-smoking, type-A pigs who get more turned on by the Bloomberg Wire than they do by any hot nannies. Actually, it's all of you in about 5 years. So take it from me, guys: Enjoy tonight, because your future looks pretty fucking bleak.
