But between the images, we are privy to the real-life action being played out on the set. Peeta's attempt to continue speaking. The camera knocked down to record the white tiled floor. The scuffle of boots. The impact of the blow that's inseparable from Peeta's cry of pain. And his blood as it splatters the tiles.

Make sure they remember you.

Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.

Only.. I want to do die as myself

Do it. Before they send those mutts back or something. I don't want to die like Cato," he says. “Then you shoot me," I say furiously, shoving the weapons back at him. "You shoot me and go home and live with it!" And as I say it, I know death right here, right now would be the easier of the two.

I see now that the circumstances of ones birth are irrelevent. it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are

‎What is to prevent, say, an uprising?