"Come on, Elijah. Smile for your Ima."
"I’m telling you, Ziva, that smile the other giorno was just gas."
"It was not, Tony. He was smiling and I will get him to smile again."
"Whatever te say, David."
"Come on, smile, baby. Yes, Mama is shaking your hand. te Amore to hold Mama’s hand. Smile."
"I’ve never heard te talk baby-talk before, Ziva. Frankly, it’s a little scary."
"Would te rather I yell at him as if I were interrogating him? Because I could do that."
"No te couldn’t. You’ve gotten soft. And I Amore it."
"Ah! Tony! Did te see it? He smiled!"
"It was probably just gas."
"I will kill te if te take this away from me. It was a smile."
"I’m telling you, Ziva, that smile the other giorno was just gas."
"It was not, Tony. He was smiling and I will get him to smile again."
"Whatever te say, David."
"Come on, smile, baby. Yes, Mama is shaking your hand. te Amore to hold Mama’s hand. Smile."
"I’ve never heard te talk baby-talk before, Ziva. Frankly, it’s a little scary."
"Would te rather I yell at him as if I were interrogating him? Because I could do that."
"No te couldn’t. You’ve gotten soft. And I Amore it."
"Ah! Tony! Did te see it? He smiled!"
"It was probably just gas."
"I will kill te if te take this away from me. It was a smile."