"Come on, Elijah. Smile for your Ima."

"I’m telling you, Ziva, that smile the other día was just gas."

"It was not, Tony. He was smiling and I will get him to smile again."

"Whatever tu say, David."

"Come on, smile, baby. Yes, Mama is shaking your hand. tu amor to hold Mama’s hand. Smile."

"I’ve never heard tu talk baby-talk before, Ziva. Frankly, it’s a little scary."

"Would tu rather I yell at him as if I were interrogating him? Because I could do that."

"No tu couldn’t. You’ve gotten soft. And I amor it."

"Ah! Tony! Did tu see it? He smiled!"

"It was probably just gas."

"I will kill tu if tu take this away from me. It was a smile."