Don't. Don't let's pretend when there's no one around.

Only I keep wishing I could think of a way...to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games.

Greeting to the final contestants of the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games. The earlier revision has been revoked. Closer examination of the rule book has disclosed that only one winner may be allowed," he says. "Good luck and may the odds be ever in your favor.

Because...because...she came here with me.

I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.

You never know. Say the arena's actually a giant cake-" "Say we move on," I broke in.

I try to forgive her for my father's sake. But to be honest, I'm not the forgiving type.