If The Careers Want Me, Let Them

Oh, Well. At Least My Blood Is Flowing.

Maybe I'll Be Like That Man In "the Hanging Tree'. Still Waiting For An Answer.

You Call That A Kiss?

Cato Kneels Beside Clove, Spear In Hand, Begging Her To Stay With Him. In A Moment, He Will Realize It's Futile, She Can't Be Saved.

If You Are Not Trying To Hold On To Time, You Are Not So Afraid Of Losing It.