Let the Seventy-forth Hunger Games begin, Cato, I think. Let them begin for real.

“They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.”

“Yes, victors are our strongest. They're the ones who survived the arena and sli…”

“He never lets go of Annie's hand. Not when they walk, not when they eat. I doub…”

“To me, there's no point in talking about things that might have been.”