Fran says to Yetta that her grandfather died in 1973, meaning he has been dead for 25 years. But in "Once a Secretary, Always a Secretary" she said he's been dead for 26 years.
Roberta: I worry that they don't even think about their mother anymore.
Maggie: That's not true, Grandma! We think about mom all the time. And sometimes when we really miss her, Fran puts in old videotapes of her and watches it with us.
Brighton: And every year on mom's birthday, Fran has us light a Yahrzeit candle for her; it's a Jewish tradition. It sort of lights the way for a happy after life.
Grace: Also in the Hebrew tradition, we're only allowed to light one candle on Fran's birthday cake, but I forget what that means.
Fran: It's in the Torah! Very sacred.
Fran: I really want Sara's parents to feel comfortable with me raising their grandkids.
C.C.: Oh give up, Nanny Fine! You're never gonna win them over. They prefer a woman like me, a woman of -
Fran: Yetta, what are you still doing here?
Yetta: I'm just waiting for Grandpa to pick me up.
Fran: Yetta, Grandpa passed away.
Fran: 1973. Time to go home.
Yetta: Why? My husband's dead!
Fran: I just want us all to be a family.
Roberta: Well is Sara was here, we would be.
Ernest: For God's sakes, Roberta, they didn't kill her!
Yetta: I'll just take the elevator. (Stands in front of the fridge and waits)
Fran: Elevator's out of order, Yetta.
Maxwell: I know everything about you.
Fran: Everything? Even my real age?
Maxwell: Well, that's something even the FBI couldn't figure out. The closest they got was 31.
Fran: 31! (Happily) Well, I guess the secret's out!
Fran: (about Sara's parents) I just want everything to be so right. I mean, while they're here, I just want to come across as the perfect wife and mother.
Maxwell: And after they're gone?
Maxwell: They're going to try and prove that you're and unfit mother.
Fran: Unfit?! I'm in the best shape of my life! I know what this is all about. They don't like my people.
Maxwell: No, sweetheart, they're not anti-semitic. They're best friends with the Rothchilds.
Fran: I meant my mother.