That's it. She's disappointed; she knows she deserves nothing more and probably something less than that.
The truth is that he doesn't have the words.
"And warm, wonderful welcome to Nathalie Newman, silent H. Dancer, mother, lover of the open road."
Or maybe she just hasn't changed at all.
They gather hands around the burning garbage of their lives and interrupt his final prayer, heading back to the car. (Randy allows as how they're not a minyan anyway so it doesn't really count; even their rituals are off the grid.) She'll throw confetti and hope desperately for them all. They'll head back, joking about Mike's second thoughts now that they're out of Hooters giftcards; down in California Lipschitz is harassing Esteban about his missing wife, and the death of Pilar Zuazo on American soil. Soon he'll send Cesar after them, once again; he'll try to get his son back and protect them all from the FBI. I don't think it will work.
But first, Nathalie Newman would like to say a Kaddish prayer of her own. "Um... The Newmans will succeed where the Botwins failed. They will live a normal life. They will find jobs. They will... Go to school. They will have hobbies. They will live a quiet, under-the-radar life. The Newmans will be a family."
Love of her life burns away. Nathalie almost breaks down. Dancer, mother. They don't even know what she's trying to say. She barely knows what she's trying to say; she's never said it before. Lover of the open road. Nancy Price Botwin Reyes will stay dead this time. She deserves nothing less.
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