I Will Never Give Up If You

We Each Get Fifteen Minutes Before The Gamemakers To Amaze Them With Our Skills, But I Don't Know What Any Of Us Might Have To Show Them. There's A Lot Of Kidding About It At Lunch. What We Might Do. Sing, Dance, Strip, Tell Jokes. Mags, Who I Can Understand A Little Better Now, Decides She's Just Going To Take A Nap.

Oh, My Dear Miss Everdeen. I Thought We Had An Agreement Not To Lie To Each Other.

Who Says I Can't Handle It? I Can Handle It," Said Gregor Obviously Not Handling It.

The Damage, The Fatigue, The Imperfections. That's How They Recognize Me; Why I Belong To Them.

Winning Means Fame And Fortune. Losing Means Certain Death. The Hunger Games Have Begun.