The Hunger Games Page #5

PEETA:

They call it hot chocolate. It’s

good.

Katniss drinks it and looks very satisfied. The two begin to

go through the enormous mound of food. After a bit, Katniss

leans back and begins to speak.

KATNISS:

(to Haymitch)

So, you’re supposed to give us

advice.

Haymitch drunkenly looks at her.

HAYMITCH:

Here’s some advice. Stay alive.

He burps. Haymitch bursts out laughing. Haymitch recovers

and swirls his cup of wine in his hand. Peeta gets up.

PEETA:

That’s very funny.

Peeta knocks the glass of wine out of Haymitch’s hand.

PEETA:

Just not to us.

Pause as Haymitch takes this all in. Haymitch stands up,

walks towards Peeta slowly until they’re face to face, then

proceeds to punch Peeta in the jaw, knocking him to the

floor. Effie flees the room. Haymitch tries to reach back

for the bottle of clear alcohol, but Katniss takes a knife

and stabs it in the table between Haymitch’s hand and the

bottle with a glare at Haymitch. Haymitch smirks.

HAYMITCH:

Well, well! What is this? Did I

actually get a pair of fighters

this year?

Peeta rises and tries to get a handful of ice, but Haymitch

stops him.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:
27.

HAYMITCH:

No, no. Let the bruise show. The

audience will think that you’ve

mixed it up with another tribute

before we’ve even started.

PEETA:

That’s against the rules.

HAYMITCH:

Only if you get caught. That bruise

will say you fought, you weren’t

caught, even better.

Haymitch turns to Katniss. Effie peeks into the room. She

sees the knife lodged into the table. She rushes to it.

EFFIE:

What is this?! That table was first

class! That is mahogany!

HAYMITCH:

Can you hit anything with that

knife besides a table?

EFFIE:

Oh, you just don’t understand.

Effie stomps out of the room.

HAYMITCH:

So, can you?

Katniss yanks out the knife and throws it into the wall

across the room, lodging into the seam of two panels.

HAYMITCH:

Stand over here. Both of you.

Katniss and Peeta walk to the middle of the room and

Haymitch checks them out.

HAYMITCH:

Well, you’re not entirely hopeless.

You both seem fit. And once the

stylists get hold of you, you’ll be

attractive enough.

KATNISS:

I don’t think I can trust you to

help me win, Haymitch. You’re

always drunk.

Beat.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:
28.

HAYMITCH:

Alright, I’ll make a deal with you.

You don’t interfere with my

drinking, and I’ll stay sober

enough to help you. But you’ll have

to do exactly what I say.

Beat.

PEETA:

Alright. Fine.

KATNISS:

So help us. When we get to the

arena, what’s the best strategy at

the Cornucopia for someone-

Haymitch wags his index finger at Katniss.

HAYMITCH:

No, no, no, no, no. One thing at a

time. You’ll be put in the hands of

your stylists. You’re not going to

like what they do to you, but no

matter what it is, don’t resist.

KATNISS:

But-

HAYMITCH:

No buts. Don’t resist.

Haymitch takes the bottle of clear liquid and leaves the

room. Katniss and Peeta exchange glances. The train is

halting with a screeching sound. They both run to the

window. Many people dressed oddly are waving excitedly at

Katniss and Peeta. They’ve arrived at the capitol. Katniss

steps back but Peeta waves and smiles nicely at them until

the train station block their view. Peeta turns and sees

Katniss behind him.

KATNISS:

What’re you trying to do?

PEETA:

Get sponsors. Duh.

Katniss looks at him as if he’s crazy.

PEETA:

Who knows? One of them might be

rich.

CUT TO:

29.

GROOM ME:

INT. Prep house- DAY.

VENIA, Katniss’ assistant groomer from the capitol, is

waxing Katniss’ legs. Katniss is naked, except for

underwear, a bra, and a tank top. Just as Effie, she speaks

in the standard capitol accent.

VENIA:

One, two, three.

Venia rips the fabric from Katniss’ legs. Katniss grunts in

pain.

VENIA:

Sorry! You’re just so hairy.

Katniss rolls her eyes.

VENIA:

Good news, though. This is the last

one. Ready?

Katniss nods, bracing herself. Venia puts the wax on

Katniss’ leg one last time.

VENIA:

One, two, three!

Katniss grunts as Venia the fabric off. Venia goes to her

table to prep more things. FLAVIUS and OCTAVIA enters.

FLAVIUS:

You’re doing very good. If there’s

one thing we hate, it’s whiners.

Octavia, grease her down.

Octavia take a liquidy lotion and rubs it onto Katniss.

Katniss scrunches her face in pain, then relaxes. Venia

turns to them with three tweezers in hand and gives one to

each of them.

VENIA:

If you find any stray hairs, pluck

them.

They examine Katniss together and pluck a few stray hairs.

FLAVIUS:

Perfect! Oh my god, what a peice of

art.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:
30.

OCTAVIA:

What a doll.

Katniss forces a smile.

KATNISS:

Thanks.

VENIA:

I guess this is goodbye for now,

Katniss. We’ll call Cinna for you.

He’s our lead prepper and designer.

OCTAVIA:

Here’s your robe.

Octavia hands Katniss a colorful silk robe. They walk into

Cinna’s office. Flavius peeks his head out a few moments

later.

FLAVIUS:

He’s ready to see you.

The trio leave the office, into the room thay Katniss

occupies. They line up beside the door as Katniss enters the

office.

VENIA:

Good luck, little charmer!

Katniss closes the door behind her. Katniss turns to see

CINNA standing with a warm smile.

INT. Cinna’s workroom, Capitol Prep House- DAY.

Cinna is a young man from the far side of the capitol. He

wears "normal" clothing- a black shirt, black pants. The

only "capitol" trace of him is the light metallic gold

eyeliner and the slight accent.

CINNA:

Hello, Katniss. I’m your stylist,

Cinna. Is everything alright?

KATNISS:

Well, yeah, but you look so-

CINNA:

Different? Yeah, I get that alot.

That’s why I’m a designer. I know

all the styles and how to work with

them. Plus, I don’t see what’s so

great about capitol fashion. It’s a

little... what’s the word?...

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:
31.

KATNISS:

Overdone?

CINNA:

Oh, yes. Overdone. Can you take off

that robe?

KATNISS:

Oh, yeah, sure.

Katniss takes off the robe and Cinna takes it from her hands

and sets it aside. Cinna circles her, examining the work

that the prep eam had done on her nearly-naked body.

CINNA:

Who did your hair?

KATNISS:

My Mother.

Cinna takes a closer look at the braid, touching it here and

there.

CINNA:

It’s beautiful. Classic, really.

And a nearly perfect balance with

your profile. She has very clever

fingers.

Cinna cotinues circling her to examine.

KATNISS:

Um... Thank you. You’re new, aren’t

you? I don’t think I’ve seen you

before.

CINNA:

Yes, this is my first year in the

Games.

KATNISS:

So you were assigned District 12?

He stops in front of her, and hands her the robe.

CINNA:

No, I asked for District 12. Why

don’t you put on your robe and

we’ll have a chat.

Katniss puts on the robe and follows Cinna to another room.

CUT TO"\:

32.

DESPICABLE:

INT. Dining room, Prep House- DAY.

The room is simple and to the point. It is small and encases

a dining room table with a huge red button on the bottom

corner and a few chairs surrounding the table. Cinna pulls a

chair out for Katniss to sit on. Katniss takes a seat and

Cinna takes his across from her side of the table. He

presses thered button. A loud buzzer sound escapes from

somewhere and a ton of people burst in and set up the food,

putting a plate of food in front of both people and

utensils, then rush out in a extremely small amount of time.

Cinna acts as if nothing happened and begins to eat. Katniss

hesitantly begins to eat. Cinna stops eating. Beat. Katniss

looks up to see Cinna staring at her.

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