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