Directed by Darren Lynn Bousman. Written by Leigh Whannell and Darren Lynn Bousman.

Quotes

• Oh, yes, there will be blood.
• I want to play a game.
• What would you have done five years ago? Would you have followed the manual then? Would you have broken my jaw with a flashlight?
• Not long to go now until your son is pissing blood.
• [Whilst Eric Matthews has forced a pistol into his mouth] Game--Game over. I'll take you to the house.
• [Directing Eric to the house] It's the last house on the left.

Tapes

• Hello, Michael. I want to play a game. So far, in what loosely could be called your "life", you have made a living watching others. Society would call you an informant. A rat. A snitch. I call you unworthy of the body you possess. Of the life you've been given. Now we will see if you are willing to look inward, rather than outward, to give up the one thing you rely on in order to go on living. The device around your neck is a death mask. The mask is on a string timer. If you do not locate the key in time, the mask will close. Think of it like a Venus Flytrap. What you're looking at right now is your own body, not more than two hours ago. Don't worry. You're sound asleep, and can't feel a thing. Taking into account that you are at a great disadvantage here, I am going to give you a hint as to where I have hidden the key. So listen carefully. The hint is this: [TV screen shows an x-ray.] It's right in front of your eyes. How much blood would you shed to stay alive, Michael? Live or die, make your choice.
• Greetings...and welcome. I trust that you are all wondering where you are. I can assure you that while your location is not important, what these walls offer you is important: salvation, if you earn it. 3 hours from now, the door to this house will open. Unfortunately, you only have 2 hours to live. Right now, you are breathing in a deadly nerve agent. You've been breathing it since you arrived here. Those of you familiar with the Tokyo subway attacks will know its devastating effects on the human body. The only way to overcome it and walk out that door is to find an antidote. Several are hidden around this house. One is inside the safe in front of you. You all possess the combination to the safe. Think hard. The numbers are in the back of your mind. The clue to their order can be found over the rainbow. Once you realize what you all have in common, you will gain a better understanding of why you're here. X marks the spot for that clue, so look carefully. Let the game begin.
• Hello Obi, I want to play a game. For years you have burned those around you with your lies, cons, and deceits. Now you will have a chance to redeem yourself, for the games you've played with others, by playing one of mine. Inside the device in front of you are two antidotes for the poison coursing through your veins. One is my gift to you for helping me kidnap the others. The second is yours to donate. However, one will come with a price. Remember Obi: Once you are in Hell, only the devil can help you out.
• Hello, Xavier, I want to play a game. The game I want to play is very similar to the game you've been playing as a drug dealer. The game of offering hope to the desperate, for a price. I think we can agree that your situation is desperate. So, I offer you hope. The price you pay is that you must crawl into the same pit of squalor you force your customers into. By entering this room, you have started a timer. When the timer expires, the door in front of you will be locked forever. Only in finding the key before the timer runs out can you unlock it and retrieve the antidote inside. I will give you just one hint where to that key is: It will be like finding a needle in a hay stack. Let the game begin.

Amanda

• He wants us to survive this. You have to play by the fucking rules!
• [Eric finds a tape recorder and plays it. This is recorded.] Hello, Eric. You probably don't even remember me, but you changed my life once. You sent me to prison. I was guilty of a lot of things, but not the drug charge you framed me for. You wouldn't know the things you lose when you're locked away. The second time somebody changed my life I was guilty, but my life was saved that day. I found myself a father. A leader. A teacher. What is the cure for cancer, Eric? The cure for death itself. The answer is immortallity. By creating a legacy, by living a life worth remembering, you become immortal. So now we find the tables are turned. It is I who will carry on John's work after he dies, and you are my first test subject. Now you are locked away, helpless and alone.
• Game over.

Eric Matthews

• [To Daniel] Your mother gets to keep custody, I get to take you into custody.
• Well then go! (to Daniel)
• I don't want to talk to him.
• The clock is ticking, John.
• It's a little hard to follow the manual when you've got my son, John.
• Putting a gun to someone's head and forcing them to pull the trigger is still murder.
• First, you said you wanted to talk. Then you said you wanted to play a game. You're talking, but it means NOTHING!
• [Attacking Jigsaw] You MOTHERFUCKER!! WHERE IS HE?!
• [Amanda locks him in the bathroom from the first film] I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU FUCKING BITCH! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! No! NO!!!! [Screams fade away]

Jonas

• We don't even know what's in those syringes. You willin' to stick yourself in the arm to find out.
• Whatever we've got to do, we've got three minutes to get it done.
• You and me, we can keep going at each other like we're back in the yard, or we can come together and figure out who's doing this to us.
• You remind me of me. No matter what kind of fucked-up situation you're in, you always got to find yourself an enemy. You know what? I got enemies, man. Outside these fucking walls, bro. And they're looking for me. And if they don't find me, they're going after the ones closest to me. My family. You understand?
• All I'm saying is let's just take our time and come up with a game plan

Xavier

• Look who's talking. The only door you know how to open...is between your legs!
• It's just me and that's the way I like it.

Dialogue

Michael: Help! Anyone?! Help!

[Billy appears on a TV]

Tape: Hello, Michael. I want to play a game. So far, in what loosely could be called your "life", you have made a living watching others. Society would call you an informant. A rat. A snitch. I call you unworthy of the body you possess. Of the life you've been given. Now we will see if you are willing to look inward, rather than outward, to give up the one thing you rely on in order to go on living. The device around your neck is a death mask. The mask is on a spring timer. If you do not locate the key in time, the mask will close. Think of it like a Venus Flytrap.

[An image of Jigsaw standing next to Michael (unconscious) replaces Billy]

Tape: What you are looking at right now is your own body, not more than two hours ago.

Michael: Oh, fuck.

Tape: Don't worry. You're sound asleep, and can't feel a thing. Taking into account that you are at a great disadvantage here, I am going to give you a hint as to where I have hidden the key. So listen carefully. The hint is this.

[The TV shows an X-ray of Michael's skull and a key in his right eye.]

Tape: It's right in front of your eyes. How much blood would you shed to stay alive, Michael? Live or die, make your choice.

Michael: Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck are you?! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!

Daniel: Took you long enough.

Eric Matthews: [Sarcastically] I'm sorry. I didn't have it penciled in on my schedule.

Eric Matthews: They're gonna press charges, you know.

Daniel: Yeah. They're assholes.

Eric Matthews: Of course they are. You stole from them. This works out great for me, though. Your mother gets to keep custody. I get to take you into custody. What is it with you? Huh? What, are you a tough guy 'cause you steal now?

Daniel: Please save me the after-school special. Why are you such a cop 24/7?

Eric Matthews: Hey, it's called being a father.

Daniel: Trust me. You're better at being a cop. [Beat] I just think I should go back to Mom's early.

Eric Matthews: What did you say?

Daniel: What, can you not hear me?

Eric Matthews: No, I can't hear you. Say it again.

Daniel: [Slowly] I think I should go back to Mom's--

Eric Matthews: Well, then go!

Eric Matthews: What do you got?

Kerry: County asbestos cleaners were working on a deadline. One of them finds a body, calls it in. Says that this whole section's been abandoned for two years. We've spotted people down here, though.

Eric Matthews: Who?

Kerry: Well, homeless, mostly. Bunch of kids held a rave in the boiler room about two months back.

Eric Matthews: Get an estimate on the time of death?

Kerry: Forensics just got here. But it was the arriving officer who called it in as your buddy.

Eric Matthews: He wasn't my buddy. He was an informant. This officer IDed him just by looking at him?

Kerry: Well, he wasn't positive. That's why I wanted you here.

Eric Matthews: All right. Well, let me get a look at his face. I'll tell you in two seconds if it's him or not.

Kerry: Therein lies the problem.

Eric Matthews: [Examining a tatto on one of Michael's legs] Yeah, it's Mike. [Sees a jigsaw-shaped piece cut out of Michael's back] When were you gonna tell me about that?

Kerry: Thought you'd want to see it for yourself.

Eric Matthews: [Stands] Okay. Well, I saw it.

Kerry: All right, look. I mean, it's a little early, but so far everything matches Jigsaw's pattern.

Eric Matthews: I can see that. What do you want with me?

Kerry: All right, let's just pretend for a second that this is new to us, all right? Can you think of anyone that would want to do this to your guy?

Eric Matthews: Well, he's an informant, Kerry. You want a list of possible suspects? Grab a phone book.

Kerry: Crackhead county punks don't have engineering degrees. Now I'd say that our cause of death here narrows that list down just a little bit, wouldn't you?

Eric Matthews: Sure. And you're the expert. [Turns to leave]

Kerry: Look closer, Detective Matthews.

Eric Matthews: At what?

Kerry: Ask whoever wrote it.

[Eric looks at the ceiling to see a message reading LOOK CLOSER DETECTIVE MATTHEWS]

[While Kerry is watching Michael's tape]

Tape: Hello, Michael. I want to play a game. So far, in what could loosely be called your "life", you have made a living watching others.

Eric Matthews: You know, you and that guy have a lot in common, Kerry.

Kerry: Oh, yeah?

Eric Matthews: Yeah. You both like playing games with people.

Kerry: Excuse me?

Eric Matthews: Don't ever pull some shit like that again on me at a crime scene.

Kerry: Look, I'm not the one taunting you. He is.

Eric Matthews: Doesn't mean I have to take the bait. Besides, I got a full caseload as it is.

Kerry: A bunch of desk errands and shit work.

Eric Matthews: Yeah, well, between that and the IA breathing down my neck, my son's budding criminal career and my wife's fucking divorce lawyers, I'd say my hands are pretty full, wouldn't you?

Kerry: Yeah. Look, I'm sorry. I was hoping, maybe, that I could bring you in on this one.

Eric Matthews: We're not partners anymore, Kerry.

Kerry: Hey, forget that we're not partners. What about the fact this guy wrote your fucking name on the wall, huh? He asked for you!

Eric Matthews: It's not the first time some psychopath called me out.

Kerry: All right. What about the fact that I'm asking?

Eric Matthews: Can't help you.

Kerry: [Sarcastically] Wow.

Eric Matthews: You're the Jigsaw expert.

Kerry: When did you stop being a cop?

Rigg: All right, fellas. Listen up. [Points at at areas on a map] These are the best entry points. They're the ones with direct street frontage, vehicle access and good cover. Now, remember. We're doing this in broad daylight. We don't wanna scare any civilians. Look, I've been there before. I know the location. Let's just bust in there and scare the shit out of anyone who happens to be inside, okay? We're going in teams of three. I'll go with Team Alpha.

[Rigg, Eric, Kerry and the rest of the unit begin suiting up]

Rigg: Just like the good old days, huh? [Eric nods]

Kerry: [To Eric] Thought your caseload was big enough as it is.

Eric Matthews: Just taggin' along for the ride.

[As the SWAT team corners John (aka, Jigsaw)]

Rigg: Freeze! Don't move! Let me see your hands. I'm not going to ask again. Put your hands where I can see them. Down on your knees! DOWN ON YOUR KNEES!

John: I'm afraid I can't do that.

Rigg: Get him in restraints now. [The SWAT team begins apprehending John] You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to an attorney. If you can't afford one, one will be appointed to you by the City.

Officer: He's clean.

[Eric stands close to John]

Eric Matthews: Hey. This close enough? [Beat]

Rigg: Get his ass out of here.

[Eric starts to leave]

John: Actually, I will need to remain here while you deal with your problem, Detective Matthews.

Eric Matthews: What problem?

John: The problem in that room.

[Eric and Kerry head for the back room]

Rigg: You keep him secure.

Eric Matthews: [Finding a series of monitors showing eight people trapped in a room] Shit.

Kerry: What?

Eric Matthews: I don't know. [Uncovers a few remaining monitors] Shit. [Points at a figure in the back of the room] I think that's my son. Fuck.

[Eric heads out]

Eric Matthews: He's got my son.

Eric Matthews: What the fuck is that? Hey. Hey! [Rigg stands in front of him] What the fuck is that?

John: It's your son Daniel. You remember him, don't you?

Eric Matthews: I know who he is, you piece of shit. What's he doing on that fucking monitor?

John: Well, I haven't looked at the monitors for some time, so it would be hard for me to say, but I would imagine he's cowering in a corner with a look on his face--

Eric Matthews: You motherfucker! [Runs forward]

Rigg: [Tries to restrain Eric] No Eric! Wait!

Eric Matthews: You motherfucker! Where is he?! WHERE IS HE?!

John: Where is he? That's a problem you're gonna have to solve before it's too late. He has about two hours before the gas creeping into his nervous system begins to break down his body tissue and he begins to bleed from every orifice he has. [Smiles] Oh, yes. There will be blood.

Eric Matthews: Tell me where he is.

John He's in a safe place.

[Eric heads back to the monitor room]

Kerry: Eric.

Eric Matthews: I need a phone.

Kerry: Eric, just listen to me for a second.

Eric Matthews: Just give me a phone!

Kerry: [Hands him her cell phone] Look, everything about this fits his profile.

Eric Matthews: I need to be sure.

John's voice: [Over phone] You've reached Daniel's phone. He's not in right now, but if you'd leave...

[Eric hangs up]

Kerry: I'm sorry.

Rigg: [Looking at a clock that is counting down from 01:47:53] We have something counting down over here. Get me bomb squad. Now.

Addison: What is this, house arrest? Are we in jail?

Jonas: No. This ain't jail, man.

Addison: Oh, yeah? You done a lot of time?

Jonas: Yeah. Too much.

Addison: [Hits the door] Somebody open the fucking door.

Xavier: I don't think anybody's listening. Damn. What the fuck is this?

Laura: Somebody's listening. [Points at a wall-mounted camera]

Daniel: No. Those types of cameras don't have sound.

Gus: Fuck! How do you just wake up in a room and have no idea where you are?

Xavier: I guess you've never been drunk before.

Gus: I've been drunk. I spent three years at college drunk. This isn't drunk. This is kidnapping. Look, I saw this movie on TV last week. This guy, he was a reporter, and he goes into this war zone, right? He goes to sleep in his hotel room the first night. Bam! He wakes up the next mornin, he's in a cell with no windows and no light. And he spent nine years in that room.

Xavier: Nine years? Man, that's nothing. Get over it.

Laura: What dou you mean, "get over it"?

Xavier: I mean, stop bitching about it and let's do something.

Jonas: I think we should all just calm down.

Addison: Shut up! Shut up! I hear something.

Gus: What is it?

Addison: It's ticking. I hear ticking.

[The unconscious woman in the room awakens violently]

Jonas: [Holds her against a wall] Hey, hey, hey. Calm down. Calm down. What's your name?

Amanda: Amanda. Where am I?

Jonas: I don't know. Nobody knows. We all just woke up here like you.

[Amanda tears the curtains off one of the boarded windows]

Amanda: No! No! No!

Jonas: No, it's okay. [Amanda shoves him]

Amanda: No! [Begins searching the safe in the room]

Jonas: What?

Amanda: Fuck!

Jonas: What? [Amanda begins searching a wall] What are you looking for?

[Amanda pulls out a loose section of bricks, finding a tape recorder]

Jonas: What is this?

Amanda: Everything you need to know is on this. [Starts the tape]

Tape: Greetings. And welcome. I trust that you are all wondering where you are. I can assure you that, while your location is not important, what these walls offer for you is important. Salvation, if you earn it. Three hours from now, the door to this house will open. Unfortunately, you only have two hours to live. Right now, you are breathing in a deadly nerve agent. You've been breathing it since you arrived here. Those of you familiar witht the Tokyo subway attacks will know its devastating effects on the human body. The only way to overcome it and walk out that door is to find an antidote. Several are hidden around this house. One is inside the safe in front of you. You all possess the combination to the safe. Think hard. The numbers are in the back of your mind. The clue to their order can be found over the rainbow. Once you realize what you all have in common, you will gain a better understanding of why you're here. "X" marks the spot for that clue, so look carefully. Let the game begin.

Jonas: Who is this?

Addison: What does he mean, "gas?"

Jonas: And how did you know how to find this?

Xavier: This is bullshit.

[Xavier takes a key packed with the recorder and reads a note attached]

Xavier: [Reading] "Do not attempt to use the key on the door to this room." Fuck this, man.

Gus: Fuck this. Yeah, that's a good idea.

Amanda: No. No, that's not a good idea.

Xavier: So what are we gonna do, huh? Sit here?

Amanda: The note said not to use the key.

Xavier: Who gives a shit about the note, all right? This is all a fucking big goddamn joke. And I'm about to end it.

[Gus looks through a peephole in the door while Xavier puts the key in the lock. The turning lock triggers a large revolver to fire through the peephole, killing Gus.]

Jonas: [Grabs Amanda] You better start talking right now. What is this?

Amanda: It's a game.

Jonas: It ain't no fucking game! My man just got his head blown off!

Amanda: He's testing us.

Jonas: Who's testing us?!

Amanda: Jigsaw.

Jonas: Who the hell is Jigsaw?!

Addison: You don't watch the fucking news?

Jonas: No. Who is he?

Addison: He's a serial killer.

Amanda: No, he's not. He's testing us. He wants us to survive this. But you have to play by the fucking rules!

Jonas: I'm gonna ask you again. How do you know all this?

Amanda: Because I've played before.

Eric Matthews: What do you want with me?

John: A little of your time, Detective.

Eric Matthews: I don't have any time.

John: You asked me what I wanted and I told you. Believe me when I tell you your son is in a lot of trouble.

Eric Matthews: And if I give you a little bit of my time? What then?

John: I only want to talk to you. Everyone else must leave. Those are my conditions.

Eric Matthews: No. It's a crime scene. Nobody leaves.

John: They don't have to leave the building. They just have to leave this area long enough for me to talk to you. If you agree to that, then you will see your son again.

Eric Matthews: If I don't see my son, I swear to god I'll rip your fucking head off.

John: I don't intend to mock you, Officer, but I'm a cancer patient. How could you possibly put me in any more pain than I'm already in?

Kerry: Should have your tech team here in about an hour or two.

Eric Matthews: He said he wants to talk to me.

Kerry: Well, maybe you should talk to him.

Rigg: Well, fuck that. Five minutes. Old-school method.

Kerry: He's not gonna respond to phone-book treatment. You know that.

Rigg: Don't underestimate a tried and true method here.

Kerry: I am the one who's been working on this case since day one. I have been spending every waking moment piecing it together.

Rigg: Maybe that's why you ain't got no family for yourself and you can't understand what this man is going through.

[Kerry approaches Eric]

Eric Matthews: Don't.

Kerry: Look.

Eric Matthews: I don't want to talk to him.

Kerry: Listen, you already lost your son one time before because you got involved with me. It's not gonna happen again.

Rigg: This is bullshit! What are we gonna do?

Kerry: Just humor him. Buy us a little more time. You can win this, Eric. You can beat him. Come on.

Eric Matthews: All right.

[The door to the room finally opens. Xavier takes a nail-studded bat in a hallway.]

Jonas: Hey, wait a minute. Where are you goin'?

Xavier: I'm gonna find an antidote, and then I'm gonna get outta here.

Jonas: What? Antidote? You've been in the joint. You talked to the guards that run the chambers. You know there ain't no antidote for this shit. Look at this. [Taps a door] The doors are locked.

Xavier: Yeah. Hear that? [Knocks on a wall] It's wood. Plaster. It's not a fortress. It's a fucking house.

Jonas: All I'm saying is we need to take our time and come up with a game plan.

Xavier: Well, you come up with the game plan. All right? I'm gettin' outta here.

Eric Matthews: Okay. Let's talk.

John: Sit down. [Eric grabs a chair and sits in it] I want to play a game. The rules are simple. All you have to do is sit here and talk to me, listen to me. [Eric puts a walkie-talkie on the floor] If you do that long enough, then you will find your son in a safe and secure state. We haven't been properly introduced. My name's John.

Eric Matthews: I thought you like to be called Jigsaw.

John: No. [Laughs] It was the police and the press who coined the nickname Jigsaw. I never encouraged or claimed that. The jigsaw piece that I cut from my subjects was only ever meant to be a symbol that that subject was missing something. A vital piece of the human puzzle. The survival instinct.

Eric Matthews: This is all really, really interesting, John. But right now I'd really like for you to talk to me.

John: I am talking to you. You're not listening. Don't forget the rules.

Eric Matthews: I am listening to you, but all I'm getting is the same sick fucking bullshit that comes about two seconds into every interview I've ever done with one of you fucking people.

John: Well, that's an interesting approach to police work, isn't it? Aren't you supposed to be convincing me that I'm your friend, lulling me into a false sense of security so that I'll confide in you?

Eric Matthews: It's a little hard to follow the manual when you've got my son, John.

John: The manual? What do you really want to do to me right now, huh? What would you have done five years ago? Would you have followed the manual then? Would you have broken my jaw with a flashlight?

Eric Matthews: You seem to know a whole lot about me.

John: I know you were once considered a fearless police officer. Do you feel a whole lot safer now that you only sit behind a desk?

Eric Matthews: I feel a whole lot of things right now.

John: But you feel alive. That's what you feel, and that's the point. [Pauses] Would you... kindly get me a glass of water? [Holds up a paper cup] I would very much appreciate that.

[Eric reluctantly takes the cup and leaves]

[Xavier tries to break open a door with the bat, but steel bars behind the doors block their escape]

Xavier: Fuck!

Addison: Well, we've established that the macho-bullshit approach isn't opening the door. Any other suggestions?

Xavier: Look who's talking. The only door you know how to open... is between your legs!

Addison: [lunges toward Xavier]] Why don't you just shut the hell up?!

Jonas: Come on, man.

Xavier: [To Addison] Why don't you shut the hell up?!

Addison: I'm sick of your bullshit!

[Jonas tries to separate the two]

Xavier: That's right! Back up, bitch!

Addison: That's your luck, bending on over in prison, you little dickhead! Asshole!

Xavier: What you gonna do? Bitch!

[Jonas finally separates them]

Jonas: Hey! Hey! Okay, man. Nobody takes shit from nobody. We've established that.

[Amanda and Laura enter]

Daniel: Did you find anything?

Laura: No. Nothing.

[Jonas notices a tattoo on Xavier's arm]

Jonas: So, that ink on your arm, that's Joliet, right?

Xavier: Yeah. So?

Jonas: Well, I did a stretch there myself.

Xavier: I'm proud of you.

Jonas: [To Addison] And you? What's your correctional facility of choice?

Addsion: What's your point?

Jonas: My point is you didn't get that way by teaching grade school, right? That makes three of us that's done time. I think we should be concentrating on that tape 'cause that tape said we have more in common than we know. I say, the three of us doin' stretches...

[Laura pushes on a wall which opens out like a door]

Laura: Hey! I found a door over here.

[Xavier rips an envelope off of a manequin that reads OBI]

Xavier: Obi?

Jonas: What the fuck is a "Obi?"

Obi: Ah-bee. It's my name.

[Xavier takes a tape from the envelope, the player from Jonas and starts it]

Tape: Hello, Obi. I want to play a game. For years, you've burned those around you with your lies, cons and deceits. Now you'll have a chance to redeem yourself for the games you've played with others by playing one of mine. Inside the device in front of you are two antidotes for the poison coursing through your veins. One is my gift to you for helping me kidnap the others. The second is yours to donate. However, one of them will come with a price. Remember, Obi: Once you are in hell, only the devil can help you out.

Jonas: Wait a minute. What does that mean, "kidnap the others?"

Obi: How would I know?

Laura: Because you put us here. The car. It was...

[Flashback]

[Laura gets in her car, only to be abducted by Obi in the back seat]

[Present]

Laura: I knew I knew him. You're the last person I saw before I woke up here. You did this.

Jonas: Are you sure it's him? You better be sure.

Laura: I'm sure.

Obi: [To Jonas] You would've done the same. I did what I had to do.

Xavier: I'll give you a choice. [Takes a knife from the manequin] You got five seconds to get us outta here!

Obi: I don't know the way out.

Laura: [Smashes a glass bottle] Bullshit! You put us in here! You can get us out of here!

Obi: No, I can't.

Xavier: Then you're a dead man.

Obi: So are you.

[Xavier approaches Obi to kill him]

Addison: He's not gonna... [Restrains him] Wait, wait, wait, wait! Wait. Listen to me. Okay, we got two antidotes at the back of that oven. We're wasting time here.

Laura: Wasting time?! Are you kidding me?! He kidnapped me in the middle of the night!

Jonas: We don't even know what's in those syringes. You willing to stick yourself in the arm to find out?

Daniel: Okay, wait. So who gets them? I mean, there's two. So which two people get the antidote?

Xavier: We'll work that out later! [Grabs Obi] Right now, you're going in there... [Holds the knife to Obi's throat] Or I'll kill you where you stand!

[Obi calmly slits the knife across his throat, much to the Xavier's shock]

Obi: If you're gonna threaten me with a knife, you might as well cut me a little. I guess I'm going in there to get those needles. But I get one.

Rigg: Another one down, Kerry. How much more time are we gonna waste on this bastard?

Kerry: We are not wasting time. We are doing exactly what we should be doing before the tech team gets here.

Rigg: It's not what it looks like to me.

John: You see, Detective. Darwin's theory of evolution and survival of the fittest, based on his little trip to the Galápagos, no longer applies on this planet. We have a human race that doesn't have the edge or the will to survive.

Eric Matthews: What the fuck do you want?!

John: It's hard to remain calm, isn't it? When your son is walking around on those monitors.

Eric Matthews: I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me what the fuck it is.

John: I told you what it is. Just remember the rules.

Eric Matthews: No, you said you wanted to talk. Then you said you wanted to play a game. You're talking, but it means NOTHING!!

John: What do you think the cure for cancer is, Eric?

Eric Matthews: What?

John: The cure for cancer? What is it?

Eric Matthews: I don't know what it is, but I know it's not killing and torturing people for your own sick fucking pleasure.

John: I've never murdered anyone in my life. The decisions are up to them.

Eric Matthews: Yeah, well, putting a gun to someone's head and forcing them to pull the trigger is still murder.

John: Since when has force been a problem for you? Why are you so desperate to get your son back?

Eric Matthews: 'Cause he's my son...

John: What's the last thing you said to him before you left him?

[Flashback]

Eric Matthews: Well, then go!

[Present]

John: Seems to me that the knowledge of your son's impending death is causing you to act. Forgive all his sins, to wipe the slate clean. Why is that we're only willing to do that, when a life is at stake?

Eric Matthews: I've always loved my son. That's never changed.

John: No... no... It's changed now. You see, the knowledge of death... changes everything. If I were to tell you the exact date and time of your death... it would shatter your world completely. I know. Can you imagine what it feels like to have someone sit you down and tell you that you're dying? The gravity of that? That the clock's ticking for you. In a split second, your world is cracked open. You look at things differently, smell things differently. You savor everything, be it a glass of water or a walk in the park.

Eric Matthews: The clock is ticking, John.

John: But most people have the luxury of not knowing when that clock's going to go off. And the irony of it is that that keeps them from really living their life. It keeps them sleepwalking. It keeps them drinking that glass of water, but never really tasting it.

Eric Matthews: You can still fix this, John.

John: Yeah, but can we fix you?

Eric Matthews: Me?

John: I'm not fixable. I've got cancer.

Eric Matthews: [in disbelief] You're using cancer as an excuse for what you do?

John: No. The cancer isn't what started me in my work. It was the moment I decided to end my life... that started me in my work. I had literally driven myself to suicide, and I had failed. My body had not been strong enough to repel cancer cells, yet I had lived through a plunge off a cliff. But, to my amazement, I was alive. And I was determined to spend the rest of my days testing the fabric of human nature. Do you understand, Eric?

Eric Matthews: You got a chance to do something. Do it right now, John. Just tell me where my son is. I'll help you.

John: I don't need your help, and I can tell you still don't understand. Those who don't appreciate life do not deserve life.

Eric Matthews: My son appreciates his life.

John: But do you appreciate yours? Do you appreciate your son's?

Eric Matthews: [Hits the table] Oh, this is shit! [Stands and walks away]

John: Don't forget the rules. If you want to find your son.

[Eric ignores him and leaves]

[Laura collapses in a corner]

Daniel: Hey. I don't think we should stop, okay? [shakes her] Laura, can you hear me?

Laura: [awakens] That's the second time I've had to wake up in this shithole.

Daniel: Think you can stand up?

Laura: Yeah, but I don't really want to. There's so much left to do. So many people left to talk to. This can't be it.

Daniel: It's not.

Daniel: Amanda, you said you survived this, right?

Amanda: I what?

Daniel: This, guy, whoever's doing it, you said that you've played before and you survived.

Amanda: [Flips over a couch] Yeah.

Daniel: So that means we could survive?

Amanda: Maybe.

Daniel: Amanda, why did he pick you?

Amanda: Because I was a fucking junkie. And the funny thing is, I passed his little test.

Daniel: If you passed his test, then why are you back here?

[Flashback]

[Amanda slits her wrist with a razor]

Amanda: [Narrating] I wasn't being very good to myself.

[Present]

Daniel: How long have you, um...?

Amanda: I started in jail.

Daniel: What were you arrested for?

Amanda: Possession. [Walks up a staircase]

Daniel: But I thought you said that...

Amanda: Maybe you should talk to the cop who arrested me. I'm guessing you've never been arrested before

Daniel: No. I mean, I've been in trouble a few times, you know, in and out of stuff. My dad's, uh... he's a real hardass. You know he's probably got half the city right now looking for me just so he can kick my ass for disappearing on him.

Amanda: Yeah. Probably.

[Amanda turns around to see Jonas standing behind her]

Jonas: We found a door. Come on. It's the only one without a lock but we can't get it open.

Jonas: [to Addison as she tries to open the door] How's it goin'?

Addison: It's stuck on something.

Xavier: Here. Let me a try. [shoves her away] Come on. Move. Move.

Addison: Will you take it easy? Jesus.

Xavier: Back up, all right?

[Xavier begins trying to open the door]

Amanda: If it's stuck, it's a trap.

Xavier: Lady, this whole house is a trap.

Addison: Obviously, someone didn't want us to get into this room.

[Xavier eventually pushes the door open, pulling a trigger tab]

Addison: Now what?

Jonas: [seeing a timer on a large metal door] Whatever we do, we got four minutes to get it done.

[As Xavier tries to open the door, Jonas finds an envelope addressed to him. He takes a tape from the envelope and plays it.]

Tape: Hello, Xavier. I want to play a game. The game I want to play is very similar to the one that you've been playing as a drug dealer. The game of offering hope to the desperate, for a price. I think we can agree that your situation is desperate. So I offer you hope. The price you pay is that you must crawl into the same pit of squalor you force your customers into. By entering this room, a timer has been started.

[Daniel removes the blanket from a bed and looks through the metal frame]

Daniel: Oh, my god.

[Xavier sees the timer has reached 2:50]

Tape: When the timer expires, the door in front of you will be locked forever. Only in finding the key...

Daniel: Guys? Guys.

Xavier: What?

Daniel: Look.

Tape: ...before the timer runs out can you unlock it and retrieve the antidote inside. I will give you just one hint as to where to find that key.

[Xavier flips the bed over, revealing a large pit of used syringes]

Tape: It will be like finding a needle in a haystack. [laughs] Let the game begin.

[The timer reaches 2:00]

Xavier: Someone's goin' in there. Now, look, somebody's fucking going in there, man.

[Xavier focuses on Amanda. She realizes this and tries to leave.]

Amanda: No! No! No!

Daniel: Oh, shit!

Jonas: What the fuck are you doing?!

[Xavier grabs her and holds her over the pit]

Jonas: What are you doing?!

Daniel: What the fuck are you doing? Let her go now!

[Xavier drops Amanda into the pit]

Jonas: Shit!

Xavier: Come on! We don't have time!

[Amanda slowly begins to start searching through the needles]

Daniel: What the fuck's wrong with you?

Jonas:You're out of your fucking mind.

Xavier: Hurry up. Come on!

[The timer reaches 1:05]

Xavier: We don't have time. Keep fucking looking. Come on! Come on!

Amanda: Fuck you!

[Amanda wildly begns throwing needles around the pit]

Daniel: Someone's got to help her. [no one does anything] What the fuck, guys?

[The timer reaches 0:10. Amanda finally discovers the key attached to a glowstick and throws it on the floor. Xavier takes it and tries to open the door, but drops it. Before he can put it in, the timer ends and locks the door.]

Xavier: No. No. No. No! [pounds the door] No!

[Daniel helps Amanda out of the pit and starts to take the needles from her arms. Xavier approaches her.]

Xavier: [shoves Daniel away] Fucking bitch! [tries to attack her]

Jonas: [holds him back] All right! That's enough.

Xavier: That's not nearly enough, man!

Addison: [screams] Stop this bullshit! [coughs] Did you hear that tape? He knows about us. Our names. There's something that we're not seeing.

Laura: [enters] Jail. You said you three had been there. Make it four.

Jonas: For what?

Laura: Doesn't matter.

Jonas: Anybody else want to own up? [to Daniel] What about you? You got juvie written all over you.

Daniel: No. Never been.

Jonas: All right. Let's talk this out.

Xavier: No. No more talking. The only thing you people have in common is holding me back. I'm gone.

[Xavier leaves]

Eric Matthews: Where is this goddamn tech team?

Kerry: They'll be here any second.

Rigg: I'm not listenin' to this anymore. Another second is too fucking long.

Kerry: Look, I know how this guy works, okay? He's playing a game. Eric just needs to stay in it a little bit longer.

Rigg: [points at the clock which now reads 30:00] Take a look at the clock. You need to start thinking outside the box, or his son is gonna end up in one.

Kerry: [sees John's drawings and sketches] His work. You want to get to him, that's how you do it. I mean, he's relishing this. It's an opportunity to be heard, to be studied. Threaten to destroy his work.

[Eric begins tearing apart and trashing John's files and sketches]

John: How will you get your conviction without all this evidence, Eric?

Eric Matthews: I don't need this shit to convict you.

John: So go ahead. Destroy it.

Eric Matthews: I will.

John: Destroy it all. Just know it will not save your son if you do.

Eric Matthews: You kill my son, I kill you.

John: Go ahead. Why wait? We both know the sort of person you are, sir.

Eric Matthews: [To two SWAT officers] Get out of here.

John: The sort of person who guns down an unarmed suspect. In fact, the sort of person who plants evidence in order to obtain a conviction. The sort of person whose wife leaves him and his son hates him.

Eric Matthews: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!

John: Your tech team's arrived. Just in time, too.

Eric Matthews: You better hope they find the source of that feed. [heads back to the room]

John: There's something I haven't told you, Eric.

Eric Matthews: I'm done listening to you.

John: Maybe I can just show it to you. Unfortunately, it's going to be difficult for me to get it myself, so perhaps you could ask the people who are listening in on that walkie in there if they could get it for me, all right? Brown desk, second drawer down.

[Kerry, hearing this, finds a large group of files in the drawer. Eric heads back to the room.]

John: You may not remember all those people, but I'm sure they remember you.

[Eric enters and sees Kerry looking at Xavier's mugshot]

John: You were the arresting officer in all their cases, and you were one who planted all the evidence used to obtain their convictions. You were the one who put them away.

[Eric begins looking through the files, finding the mugshots of Jonas, Obi and Addison]

John: Your son is playing a game with a lot of people who don't like you very much, detective. It would be a shame if they discovered who he was.

[Xavier enters the first room and tries to open the safe]

[Flashback]

Tape: You all possess the combination to the safe. Think hard. The numbers are in the back of your mind. The clue to their order can be found over the rainbow.

[Present]

[Examining Gus' corpse, Xavier discovers a small red 2 on the back of his neck]

Xavier: Son of a bitch.

[Jonas enters and recovers from vomiting a large amount of blood]

Jonas: What are you doing?

Xavier: I haven't decided yet.

Jonas: You know, the others, they're scared of you.

Xavier: Good.

Jonas: You and me. We can keep going at each other like we're back in the yard, or we can come together and figure out who's doing this to us.

Xavier: You and the others can do what you want. I already found what I'm looking for.

Jonas: [laughs] You remind me of me. No matter what kind of fucked-up situation you're in, you always got to find yourself an enemy. You know what? I got enemies, man. Outside these fucking walls, bro. And they're looking for me. And if they don't find me, they're going after the ones closest to me. My family. You understand?

Xavier: No. I don't understand. It's just me, and that's the way I like it. Now, turn around.

Jonas: What?

Xavier: Turn... [Brandishes a knife] ...around.

[A large struggle ensues between the two. Jonas manages to subdue Xavier, but starts to succumb to the nerve gas. As he stands, Xavier hits him over the head with the nail-bat and reads his number]

[Xavier corners Daniel and Amanda in the Bathroom from Saw]

Amanda: He's gone...

Xavier: Doesn't matter. All I want is the number on the back of his neck. Then yours.

Amanda: You still don't know your own number. How are you going to get it if I don't tell you?

[After hesitating, Xavier cuts the skin off the back of his neck. As he approaches Daniel and Amanda, Daniel slits his throat with the saw used by Dr. Gordon]

[Eric awakens in the bathroom and discovers a tape. He starts it.]

Tape: [Amanda's Voice] Hello, Eric. You probably don't even remember me, but you changed my life once. You sent me to prison. I was guilty of a lot of things, but not the drug charge you framed me for. You wouldn't know the things you lose when you're locked away. The second time somebody changed my life, I was guilty.

[Flashback]

Tape: Hello, Amanda.

Tape: [Narrating] But my life was saved that day.

Daniel: You said you survived this, right?

Amanda: Yeah.

Tape: [Narrating] I found myself a father. A leader. A teacher.

John: You must meet death... in order to be reborn.

Amanda: He helped me.

[Present]

Tape: What is the cure for cancer, Eric?

[Flashback]

John: Those who don't appreciate life do not deserve life.

Tape: [Narrating] The cure for death itself? The answer... is immortality.

[Present]

[Eric realizes he is chained to a pipe]

Eric Matthews: Daniel!!

Tape: By creating a legacy, by living a life worth remembering, you become immortal. So now you find the tables are turned.

[Flashback]

Kerry: He asked for you!

Eric Matthews: What the fuck do you want?!

John: I told you.

Amanda: He wants us to survive this.

John: I want to play a game.

Amanda: You have to play by the fucking rules!

John: The rules are simple. All you have to do is sit here and talk to me.

Eric Matthews: What?

John: If you can do that long enough, you will find your son in a safe and secure state.

[Kerry finds Daniel in a safe]

Eric Matthews: What the fuck is that?

John: It's your son, Daniel. You remember him, don't you?

Daniel Matthews: My dad's a... he's a real hardass.

Tape: [Previous] I call you unworthy. Of the life that you've been given.

John: The knowledge of your son's impending death is causing to forgive all his sins. Why is that we're only willing to do that when a life is at stake?

Eric Matthews: DANIEL! [To John] I'm done listening to you.

John: Don't forget the rules.

Eric Matthews: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!

Kerry: He's playing a game.

Eric Matthews: I don't want to talk to him. [To John] You're not saying shit!

John: We both know the sort of person you are. Not long to go now until your son is pissing-- [Eric hits him] I'll take you to the house.

Eric Matthews: [In the bathroom, reaching into the bathtub] Daniel?

[A figure in a pig mask injects him with something]

John: There's something I haven't told you, Eric.

[Amanda removes the pig mask]

Tape: [Narrating] It is I who will carry on John's work after he dies...

[Present]

Eric Matthews: DANIEL!

[Flashback]

John: So go ahead. Destroy it.

[Present]

Tape: ... and you...

Eric Matthews: [Reaching for his gun] Daniel!

Tape: ... are my first test subject. Now you are locked away. Helpless...

[Amanda appears in the doorway]

Tape: ... and alone.

Eric Matthews: You fucking bitch.

Amanda: Game over.

[Amanda shuts the door]

Eric Matthews: I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! YOU FUCKING BITCH!!! YOU FUCKING BITCH!!! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!! NO! NO! NO!!

Taglines

• We Dare You Again...
• Oh Yes, There Will Be Blood
• Jigsaw is back to dish out
• Your eye or your life?

Cast

• Tobin Bell — John/Jigsaw
• Shawnee Smith — Amanda
• Donnie Wahlberg — Detective Eric Matthews
• Erik Knudsen — Daniel Matthews
• Franky G — Xavier
• Glenn Plummer — Jonas
• Emmanuelle Vaugier — Addison
• Beverley Mitchell — Laura
• Dina Meyer — Kerry

See Also

• Saw
• Saw III
• Saw IV
• Saw V
• Saw VI