[to Nina, while on a plane, on their way to meet her terrorist contact
The Sunday before you killed my wife, Teri and I went to the boardwalk in Venice just watching all the rollerbladers and musicians, laughing at the crazy people, spending time together, and she sees this snow cone stand and giggles like a kid. She takes off running, she wants to get in line, she wants one. I remember I was watching her, I was just couldn't help myself. When I look up at her she's talking to this old lady in ...