I'm not allowed to bet, but if I could, my money would be on you.

Did you love Annie right away, Finnick?" I ask. "No." A long time passes before he adds, "She crept up on me.

Time and tragedy have forced her to grow too quickly, at least for my taste, into a young woman who stitches bleeding wounds and knows our mother can hear only so much.

They're betting on how long I'll live!' I burst out. 'They're not my friends!

I don't think it's going to work out. Winning...won't help in any case. Because...she came here with me. - Peeta Mellark

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.

Finally, the intercom crackles and Hatmitch's acerbic laugh fills the studio. He contains himself just long enough to say, 'And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies.