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