A Verbal Promise Behind Closed Doors, Even

Somehow It Always Comes Back To Coal At School.

Then Octavia Drops To Her Knees, Rubs The Hem Of A Skirt Against Her Cheek, And Burst Into Tears. "it's Been So Long," She Gasps, "since I've Seen Anything Pretty.

The Anguish I Always Feel When She's In Pain Wells Up In My Chest And Threatens To Register On My Face.

Remember, Heads High. Smiles. They're Going To Love You!

Behind A Rack Of Framed Photos Of Snow, We Encounter A Wounded Peacekeeper Propped Up Against A Strip Of Brick Wall. He Asks Us For Help. Gale Knees Him In The Side Of The Head And Takes His Gun.