Deema walked down the street with an open umbrella as the camera crew was setting up.
Rocky: What if they did just one year? What if everybody stopped watching?
Molly: They won't, Rocky.
Rocky: What if they did? What if we did?
Molly: Won't happen.
Rocky: You root for your favorites then you cry when they get killed, its sick. A dog would never do such a thing.
Molly: Rocky
Rocky: If no one watches then they don't have a game. It's as simple as that. Now what was that, Molly?
Molly laughs, "Nothing."
Rocky: Fine! Laugh at me!
Molly: Im not laughing at you.
Molly laughed some more.
Rocky: We could do it, you know, Take off, live in the woods, its what we do anyway, It's what my ansestors the wolves did.
Molly: They would catch us!
Rocky: Maybe not!
Molly: Cut out our tongues, or worse we wouldn't make it five miles.
Rocky: No, I'd get five miles, I'd go that way!
Rocky points to the woods.
Molly: I have Skye, and you have Ryder, and Chase.
Rocky: They could come too!
Molly: Skye in the woods?
Rocky laughs.
Rocky: Probably not.
Molly: I'm never having kids.
Rocky: I might if I don't live here! This place is scrappy but it used to be full of goodness!
Molly: But you do live here.
Rocky: I know but if I didn't, oh, I forgot.
Rocky grabs a loaf of bread from the bakery and runs back to Molly, "Here, some food, it will hold you over."
Molly: Is it real?
Rocky: yeah, it better be, I just missed the opportunity to get a squirell to get you real food.
Molly gave half of it on the ground for Rocky, He took a bite, "Happy hunger games, Molly."
Molly smiled at him, "Rocky, may the odds be in your favor."
They both ate their bread.
Molly: How many times are you in there?
Rocky: 42 guests, odds aren't exactly in my favor.