Deema: You two are in for a treat, Crystal chandeliers, platinum doorknobs and it flies. We will be at the capitol in less that two days. Now before you can do anything else...
They all get out of the car and walk into the train. They look around.
Deema: 200 mph and you can barely feel a thing, I think it's one of the most wonderful things about this opportunity that even though you're here and even that's for just a little while you get to enjoy all of this. I'm going to find Marshall, is probably in the bar car.
Deema walks off.
Gil: Have you ever met him, Marshall, he's the mentor to look up to, he won this thing once. Look if you do want to talk, I understand. I just don't think there's anything wrong with getting a little help.
Gil has a flashback where he was pushed out of his mother's house and throws bread at pigs. Now he knew, his mom was dead, he was alone. The door slid open as Marshall exhales.
Marshall: (pours some water in his bowl) Where is the ice?
Gil: I don't, I don't know.
Marshall: May I? (sits down)
Gil: ok, so uh...
Marshall clears his throat and his ears perk up.
Gil: So when do we start?
Marshall: whoa! Whoa! So eager! Most of you aren't in such a hurry.
Gil: Yeah, I wanna know what the plan is, you're our mentor, your supposed to go into...
Marshall: Mentor?
Gil: Yeah, our mentor. You're supposed to tell us how to get sponsors and give advice.
Marshall: Oh, okay, erm, embrace the idea of your imminent death and know in your heart that there's nothing I can do to save you.
Molly: So why are you here then?
Marshall: The refreshments.
Gil: I think that's enough of that. (Reaches for Marshall's bowl and gets kicked down back into his seat)
Marshall: You made me spill this stuff on my fur! I think I will finish this in my room.
Marshall walks off
Gil: He's gonna come around.
Gil stands up and walks.
Molly: But it's no use!
Gil: Im gonna talk to him
Gil walks into Marshall's room.
Marshall: You'd to freeze to death, first one to die.
Gil: No, because I would light a fire.
Marshall: That's a good way to get you killed.
Molly enters.
Molly: What's a good way to be killed?
Marshall: Oh joy, Why don't you join us, I was giving some life-saving advice.
Molly: Like what?
Gil: Oh, I was just asking about how to find shelter.
Marshall: Which would come in handy if in fact you survived.
Molly: How do you find shelter?
Marshall: Past the jam.
Molly: How do you find shelter?!
Marshall: Give me a chance to wake up, this mentoring is taxing stuff. Can you pass the Dr Pepper?
Molly stabs the table.
Deema gasps when she sees her best friend argueing with a talking dog, "This is mahogany!"
Marshall: Look at you! Your a psycho! You just killed a chance to place. You really wanna know how to stay alive, former Bubble Tuckian? You get people and pups to like you! oh, not what you were expecting! Well, when you're in the middle of the games, starving and freezing, some water, some knives or even some matches can mean difference between life and death and those things come from sponsors and to get sponsors you get people to like you, and your not off to a very good start.
Gil: There it is! (looks through the window) It's huge, its incredible!
The crowd cheers as Gil waves at them.
Gil: come on, come on!
Marshall: You better keep this knife, he knows what he's doing.