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Someone there?

Hey!

Shit, I'm probably dead.

You're not dead.

Who's that?

Who's that?

There's no point in yelling.

I already tried that. Turn on the lights!

I would if I could.

What the fuck is going on? Where am I?

I don't know yet.

No, in a second. I think I found something.

He should be.

What's your name?

My name is very fucking confused. What's your name?

What's going on here? My name is Lawrence Gordon.

I'm a doctor.

I just woke up here, just like you.

Recognize him?

No.

Well, do you have any idea how you got here?

No. What's the last thing you remember?

Nothing. I went to bed in my shithole apartment and woke up in an actual

shithole.

What about you, huh?

There's not much to tell. I was on my way home from work and I

don't remember anything else.

First dead body I've ever seen.

Look different in real life.

And don't move.

From the looks of these chains, someone didn't want us to go very far either.

Can you see any scars?

What? Huh? This is what they do, man. They kidnap you and drug you before you

know it, you're lying in a bathtub and your kidneys are on eBay.

No one has taken your kidneys.

How can you tell from way over there?

Because you'd either be in terrible agony or you'd be dead by now.

Trust me.

What are you, a surgeon?

Yeah.

So, you gonna tell me your name?

What we need to do is start thinking about why we're here.

Whoever brought us here could have killed us by now.

But they didn't.

They must want something from us.

The question is, what?

That clock.

What about it?

It's brand new.

So?

Somebody obviously wanted us to know the time.

Wait, I think I might be able to reach the-

What is that?

Excuse me.

It's a tape.

Well, where'd you find it?

It's in my pocket.

It says, play me.

Throw it over here!

No?

Use your shirt.

What? Your shirt.

Come on.

It won't work. Look around us.

There must be something else you can do.

There's nothing.

Well, there must be something.

Come on.

You can do it.

Again.

might be in the room that you die in.

Up until now, you've simply sat in the shadows, watching others live out their

lives. But what do voyeurs see when they look into the mirror?

Now I see you as a strange mix of someone angry, yet apathetic, but

mostly just pathetic.

So are you going to watch yourself die today, Adam, or do something about it?

I don't get it.

Throw me the player.

No.

You throw me your tape.

Look, we're gonna have to work together if we want to get out of here. Now just

throw it to me.

I'm not gonna risk breaking it. You throw me your tape.

Dr. Gordon, this is your wake-up call.

Every day of your working life, you have given people the news that they're going

to die soon.

Now you will be the cause of death.

Your aim in this game is to kill Adam.

You have until six on the clock to do it.

There's a man in the room with you.

When there's that much poison in your blood, the only thing left to do...

yourself. There are ways to pin this hidden all around you.

Just remember, X marks the spot for the pressure.

If you do not kill Adam by six, then Allison and Diana will die,

Dr. Gordon.

And I'll leave you in this room.

Give me that.

Now.

Then Allison and Diana will die.

Dr. Gordon.

And I'll leave you in this room to rot.

Any idea who that is?

Let the game begin.

It was us.

Probably a joke, right?

Shh, shh.

Let the game begin.

The hell

just followed

me, huh?

There. Right next to you. On the toilet.

Come on, come on.

Anything?

No salt.

Take off the lid.

Come on.

I really wish I had checked in there first.

What is it?

Hey!

Mind passing me the other one?

He doesn't want us to cut through our chains.

He wants us to cut through our feet.

I think I may know who's done this to us.

What did you say?

It's not someone I know personally. It's just someone I know of.

Jesus Christ, tell me. Who is it?

Last I heard.

Police still hadn't caught him.

The only reason I know that is because I was a suspect.

I'll start from the beginning.

No.

This one's not fresh anymore.

At least three weeks out.

Victim's a 46-year-old male.

Died of massive blood loss.

Mostly through the femoral artery.

He started at the back of the cage and tunneled his way through that razor wire

so fast it's amazing he got as far as he did.

Cut himself so deep we found traces of stomach acid on the floor.

We also found this.

sane, middle-class male.

Yet last month, you ran a straight razor across your wrist.

Did you cut yourself because you truly wanted to die, or did you just want some

attention?

Tonight, you'll show me.

The irony is that if you want to die, you just have to stay where you are. But

if you want to live, you'll have to cut yourself again.

Find the path through the razor wire to the door.

But hurry.

At three o'clock, that door will lock.

And then, this room becomes your tomb.

How much blood will you shed to stay alive, Paul?

The door was on a timer.

It was unlocked until three o'clock.

Then it slammed shut.

He was given two hours.

The newspapers started calling him the Jigsaw Killer.

Actually, technically speaking, he's not really a murderer.

He never killed anyone.

He finds ways for his victims to kill themselves.

Hello, Mark.

If you're so sick, then why do I have so many photos of you up and about?

Let's put your so-called illness to the test.

Right now, there's a slow-acting poison in your veins.

The antidote is inside the safe.

Combination to the safe.

Hurry up and program it in, but watch your step.

By the way, that's a flammable substance smeared on your body.

So I would be careful with that.

Campbell, if I were you, or all the people you've burned with your act, just

might have their revenge.

I found something else.

Well, two things, actually.

There was someone standing outside here watching through this peephole.

Looks like our friend Jigsaw likes to book himself front row seats to his own

sick little games.

He was there at the last one as well.

Only this time, he left us his pen light.

Get a rush on the prints.

Copy that.

Okay, this patient has an inoperable frontal lobe tumor extending across the

midline, started as colon cancer.

The patient has come in for a standard checkup, by which we are able to monitor

the rate at which his condition is declining.

The patient had... His name is John.

Dr. Gordon.

He's a very interesting person.

Thank you for that information, Seb.

As you can see, our orderlies form very special bonds with the patients.

Continuing on, the patient had... Obviously,

someone doesn't want me to tell you what the patient has. Excuse me.

Dr. Gordon.

I'm Detective Tapp. This is Detective Singh.

City Homicide.

Very impressive.

Thank you.

I do my best.

Sorry to interrupt you while you're working.

It's fine.

Now, how can I help you, gentlemen?

Are you able to tell us where you were between the hours of 11 p.m. and 1 a.m.

last night, Doctor?

Why is it that you're interested?

We'd like to ask you a few questions about it.

For your sake, I think it's best if we do it down at the station.

Would you like to follow us there?

I'm afraid that's quite out of the question.

I can't just leave. I have work to do.

Plus, my wife has the car today. It's okay. You can ride with us.

Doc?

I'm sorry.

You'll have to tell me again. What is this all about?

This is yours, Doctor.

So you have no idea how your penlight showed up at the murder scene? Of course

not, Brett.

I had to ask.

What were you doing last night?

I was seeing someone.

Who?

Look, if you can't be honest with me... I was visiting someone that wasn't a

patient. All right?

What am I gonna do?

Well, as your lawyer and your friend, my advice to you is to bite the bullet.

And give them your alibi now.

Because no one's going to believe you later.

That was five months ago.

George set me up for murder.

Okay.

Checked your alibi. It holds up.

Good.

We have one of the victims who managed to escape.

I want to know if you wouldn't mind sticking around and listening to her

testimony.

Maybe it'll trigger something.

I'd like to help, really, but... Well, we'd really appreciate it.

She's the only one who made it.

Tell me the first thing you remember.

I woke up.

All I could taste was blood.

And metal.

Thank you.

When the shiver in the back goes off, your mouth will be permanently ripped

open, taking it like a reverse air trap.

Here, I'll show you.

There is only one key to open the device.

It's in the stomach of your dead soulmate.

Look around, Amanda.

Know that I'm not lying.

You better hurry up.

Live or die.

Make your choice.

And then I saw the body

There

was a knife

He's been injected with an opiate overdose.

Couldn't move or feel much of anything.

He was alive?

He was.

What happened after you took it off?

still alive.

Most people are so ungrateful to be alive.

But not you.

Not anymore.

You are, in fact, a drug addict.

Isn't that right, Mandy?

Do you think that is why he picked you?

Are you grateful, Mandy?

Are you sure it's him?

Yeah, I'm sure.

How do I know you're telling the truth?

You could be the one who put me in this room.

I'm in exactly the same situation that you're in.

Wrong.

Wrong! You get one thing I don't.

Information. You know who did this.

Now you either tell me what is really going on, or I'll cut you with this, you

hear me? I'll cut...

It's two-way near.

I can see you.

So that's what this is.

Reality TV.

Don't look at me.

I can't help you.

Can you hear me in there? Huh?

I'm having a blast.

This is the most fun I've had without lubricant.

Make sure you're getting everything.

That's not going to do anything.

You just want to leave it running on us? Well, you won't stop it.

Well, that's why we can't cut through these chains. It's why you won't break

that glass.

Every possible angle has been pre-thought out.

You sound like you admire this prick.

To overcome something, you have to understand what a perfect engine it is.

It's how you fight disease.

The tape told us to find an X. That X has to be somewhere in this room.

Help me find it.

How can you be the calm doctor guy when your wife and kid are out there? He's

got them, too.

You could be doing anything to them right now. Are you thinking about that?

I am thinking about that.

I've been thinking about the last thing I said to my daughter.

Can you hear me?

Mommy?

What is it, sweetie?

There's a man in my room.

Oh, honey, are you sure he's not just hiding in your imagination?

He talked to me.

Okay, I'll come and check your room.

I want Daddy.

He'll get the scary man.

All right, if you want.

Sorry to bother you, but your daughter had a bad dream again.

Just a minute.

She wants you to check her room.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Just gotta finish this paragraph.

Sweetie, check.

Nope. I'm done.

See?

There's no one in your room.

There's no such thing.

It's the bad man.

Now can you go to sleep?

I'm so scared.

You are.

Give me your tootsie.

Oh, what a big tootsie.

Remember this one?

This little piggy went to market. This little piggy stayed at home.

This little piggy had roast beef.

This little piggy had none.

This little piggy went wee all the way home.

I hate that thing.

Well, I have to go to work, sweetheart.

You know what Daddy's job is like now. Come on.

Let's see.

Try and get some sleep now, okay?

You're not going to leave us, are you, Daddy?

What?

What are you talking about?

You mean leave you and Manu?

No, no, sweetheart.

I would never do that.

Who gave you that idea?

No one.

Well, it's not true.

Okay?

Okay.

How much do I love you?

Very much. Very much. That's right. That's right.

Good night, sweetie.

Good night, Daddy.

How can you walk through life pretending that you're happy? I am happy.

That is complete bullshit.

She's beautiful.

Thank you.

You gonna have any more kids?

Oh, we've talked about it, but... With our schedules, it's...

It's difficult enough to concentrate on one.

So where's the lucky wife?

There's another picture behind the one you're looking at.

It's my favorite one, because... We're all in it together.

Someone...

Usually me has to hold the camera which means I'm always missing from the photos

X

marks the spot sometimes

you see more with your eyes shut It's uh,

it's not here This photo you're talking about it's not here

Are you sure?

Yeah.

You

must

have taken it.

How can you walk through life pretending that you're happy? I am happy.

That is complete bullshit.

I'd rather you break down and tell me that you hated me. At least there'd be

some passion in it.

We'll talk about this later, okay?

Just leave.

You have no idea how your pen life should have emerged.

Check your alibi. It holds up. I never should have.

It was quite an amazing story that poor woman told.

Look, I'm... I'm sorry. I can't be of more help to your investigation.

You know, we arrested a dentist.

Last week, he liked to play with kids a bit too much.

He lived two blocks from here.

The sewer lines run under this neighborhood too.

What happens if you lose?

There's a timer at the back of the device you're wearing. When the timer

goes off...

Hey, Tap.

We're going to go down to the grill to get a beer. Want to come?

I don't think so. Thanks anyway.

I know I always ask.

There is only one key to open the device.

It's in the stomach of your dead cellmate.

Hey, Tap.

I don't mean for this to be disrespectful.

Maybe you should find yourself a girlfriend.

It's in the stomach of your dead cellmate.

Wait,

wait, wait. See.

Get back here.

What?

Remember 118th Street?

Uh, K2K.

That gang's territory was only about four blocks. Now listen to this.

We gotta check the records for all the fire emergencies that occurred in that

area within the last two weeks. Go.

Right now.

On the night of Tuesday the 17th, we got a fire alarm going off in the rear wing

213 Skidgian Street.

It's an old listing. Used to be a managing factory.

You think we have enough for a warrant, though?

Who said anything about a warrant?

Right now.

Right now?

Yeah, right now.

Yeah, well so will anybody else.

I got you.

What? Why? We fucking got him.

No fucking way.

Fuck that. I'm gonna take him.

What the fuck?

Ready, Jeff.

I need more powerful tranquilizers next time.

Don't cry.

I've given your life a purpose.

You're a test subject for something greater than yourself.

Breathe! Please! Hold it right there! Don't move!

Put your fucking hands in the air!

Now you'll make a choice.

In 20 seconds, the life of this man will be ended. Shut up and get out of here.

What did you do? Turn it off.

Please stop that thing. I'm taking this bastard off.

How do you turn it off? Tell him how to stop it, asshole.

One key will unlock it. Where is it?

It's in the box.

Box.

What key?

What key?

Tell him what key it is. Time is running out.

Get up and get down here right now, asshole!

What's more important to you, officer, arresting me or the life of another

human being?

You've done all you need, asshole!

Help me out here!

Yes,

I'm sick, officer.

Sick from the disease eating away at me inside.

Sick of people who don't appreciate their blessings.

Sick of those who scoff at the suffering of others.

Thick on the wall.

We had you.

We're going to close this case.

We're going to close it. We're going to close this thing.

Excuse me?

Just because I'm stuck in this room with you doesn't mean I have to report to you

every ten seconds.

I really don't see the point in us not helping one another.

What do you want me to do? I'm on a leash.

That's exactly why we need to talk. We need to think.

I am thinking.

Well, then don't keep me in the dark about what you're thinking.

Turn off the lights.

Turn them off now, please.

Why? Just turn them off for a second.

Jesus, behind you.

How come we didn't see that before?

The lights in here hadn't charged it. It must be glow-in-the-dark paint or

something.

Open it.

The one from my envelope. Where is it?

Most beautiful invention on this planet.

Make that second most beautiful invention.

Are you joking? You're going to put something that you found in this room in

your mouth?

Yes, I'm willing to risk it. Give me that sweet cancer.

I don't care. I really don't.

Give me one of those.

The cigarettes are harmless, I promise.

Smoking is only poisonous when it ends in bloodshed. Think about this.

You don't need a gun to kill Adam.

May I please have a cigarette?

I'm trying to please.

This was meant to receive calls, not make them.

Wait a minute.

This has happened before.

Last night, after I finished at the hospital, I was walking back

to my car.

I thought I was alone, but I'm sure someone else was there.

How did you know to turn off the lights?

Who cares? It worked.

Yeah, but how did you know?

Instinct.

Instinct? Yeah.

You know what?

You're a terrible liar.

You say that like you know me.

What else aren't you telling me?

Well, um, let's see.

On my sixth birthday, my...

Best friend at the time, Scott Tibbs, stabbed me with a rusty nail. I didn't

tell you about that. I didn't tell you that my last girlfriend, who was a

feminist vegan punk, broke up with me because she thought I was too angry.

I haven't told you that one of my toenails is slightly... Just stop it.

You knew to turn off these lights.

Whatever.

You, the juvenile.

You want to know?

Yeah.

Here it is.

Where did you get this?

It was in your wallet.

Behind the photo of your daughter.

Why didn't you show me this before?

I couldn't.

I'm sorry.

When there's that much poisoning of blood, the only thing left to do is

shoot yourself.

What are you doing?

Hey. What the hell are you doing?

So you, uh, still want that cigarette?

Um, yeah, sure.

poison just like you want.

Now where's my family?

Where are they?

Jesus Christ!

I just got electrocuted.

Jesus, that was our way out.

Did you hear what I said?

Get this thing off me.

acting you think i would make that up just to mess up your stupid fucking

charade all right that's it

how I got here.

Someone there?

I can hear you

Who is this?

Daddy?

Diana?

Daddy, is that you?

Yeah, baby, it's me.

I'm here.

I'm scared, Daddy.

Don't worry, honey.

Everything's going to be okay.

Where's Mommy?

She's here with me.

Let me talk to her, sweetie.

Okay?

What men?

What is going on?

Don't believe Adam's lies.

He knows you. He knew all about you before today.

Hello?

Allie?

Allie?

Hello?

God damn you!

If you so much as lay a finger on them, I'll kill you! You hear me? You son of a

bitch!

Are they okay?

My wife, she, uh, she mentioned your name.

What did she say?

She told me not to believe you.

Believe me about what?

She told me.

You knew me.

Who are you?

You know who I am.

Stop the lies!

You're a liar!

I need to know the truth!

I'm a liar?

What did you do last night, Lawrence?

Work at a hospital, saving sick children.

You told me that after you left your house last night, you went to work at a

hospital. That's because it's the truth.

No, it's not.

Your wife is right, Larry.

You don't recall getting your picture taken in that parking lot?

I can prove that you didn't go anywhere near hospital.

It's not the first time I've done it either, Larry.

I've been taking pictures of you for a few days now.

You want to know what I do? I get paid to take pictures of rich guys like you

who go to seedy out-of-the-way motels to fuck their secretaries.

Last night I went to your house and watched you.

I followed you.

All the way to that shitbag hotel.

You've, uh, had these with you the whole time?

I found them in there.

The hacksaws.

I don't know how they got there.

You're so full of it.

Face it, Larry, we're both bullshitters.

My camera isn't. It doesn't know how to lie.

It only shows you what's put right in front of it.

Just out of curiosity, what did you do in that motel?

You got out of there pretty fast.

Why did you deem it necessary to page me when you knew I was at home?

I didn't know if you were going to make it.

But I gave you a precise time at which to page me.

You can't do that.

It's not like I know the rules for this sort of stuff.

What's wrong, Dr. Gordon?

Look, what's wrong with me to make you come here?

But I thought we've...

Hello?

Hello?

It's for you.

What happened?

Gotta go.

Who was it?

Who was what?

The person who paid you to follow me. Who was it?

He calls himself Bob and he gives me the money up front.

200 bucks a night.

If I knew I was going to end up here, I would have asked for a hell of a lot

more. What does that mean?

Does that mean you saw what happened to me? What I saw was you getting to your

car. That's it.

I didn't ask your name. I didn't know who you were.

I don't know how I got here. I don't know how you got here.

I just took the shots and went straight home to develop.

Next thing I know, I'm chained to a pipe.

Some prehistoric bathroom.

Staring at the guy I've been taking shots of all night. Clearly, whoever

paid you to take pictures of me is the one who put us here.

Maybe. What do you mean, maybe? Of course it is. What did he look like? No,

he's just a guy.

Was he tall? Was he skinny? Obese? What? Don't take notes about his appearance.

You must remember something about him. I can't. You're telling me you don't

remember a thing about the guy. I told you, I don't... Oh, for fuck's sake!

I give up.

He's a tall black guy. He's got a scar around his neck. Okay?

Detective Tapp?

Whoa.

The guy who paid me to take these photos was not a cop. No, no, no, no. He was

discharged from the police force.

He broke down after his partner was killed. That didn't stop him from

harassing me.

The guy became obsessed.

He convinced himself that I must have somehow been involved with the murders.

I mean, he was crazy.

And you helped him. You took money from him to invade my privacy.

How could you do that?

Call it my need to eat.

You know what, Adam?

You're not a victim of this game. You're part of it. Oh, really?

Obviously, this cop thinks you're the one behind it all. I told you, he's not

a cop. He's a bottom feeder, just like you.

What are you more pissed off about, the fact that I took some shots of you or

the fact that I took some shots of you while you were cheating on your wife? I

did not cheat on her!

What do you care what I think anyway?

I don't give a crap if you covered yourself in peanut butter and had a 15

-hooker gangbang.

How did I get here?

I had everything in order.

My whole life was in perfect order.

Mommy just needs you to be really, really, really, really strong right now.

I'm not gonna let anybody hurt you.

You got that?

Was there someone else at your house last night?

Besides your wife and daughter?

No.

Well, there's someone here.

I know him.

Zap.

His name is Zeb.

Zeb.

I'm gonna take great pleasure in seeing you fight for that. You bastard fuck!

We're out of time.

Dr. Gordon's time is up.

Now I've got to do what I've got to do.

And I'm afraid it has to be you that tells him he failed.

Is that you, Zep, you bastard?

I know it's you, you son of a bitch!

Harley, you failed.

Hello?

Hello?

Yes!

Don't move!

Stay on the ground.

Give me the phone.

Give it to me!

Honey, are you all right?

No. No, we're not. Get down!

Where are you?

I don't know.

I'm being held captive in a room somewhere.

What are you talking about?

I'm so sorry, Abby. Honey, we need you here. I'm so sorry for everything. It's

my fault.

Please forgive me. I've always been happy with you.

now, Mrs. Gordon.

you were dead I

told you the

same thing happened to me see I wasn't lying see

Lawrence, calm down.

There must be a way out of here.

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

Lawrence, don't!

No! No! Lawrence, please!

I'm begging you!

Lawrence, it's not me who did this to you!

You have to die. No! I want to live!

I want to live! I'm sorry.

I want to live!

My family.

I've done it!

Now show them to me!

Thank you very much.

Larry.

Did you get through to him?

There's still no answer. It's all right. I've called the police. Everything is

okay.

I'll fucking kill you! You fucking bastard!

I'll fucking kill you!

You fucking bastard!

I'll fucking kill you!

I'll fucking kill you!

You're too late.

Why?

It's the rules.

or as they called you around the hospital.

Zep, I want you to make a choice.

There's a slow-acting poison coursing through your system, which only I have

the antidote for.

Will you murder a mother and her child to save yourself?

Gordon's timing is up. Mrs. Gordon!

Listen carefully, if you will.

There are rules.

Rules.

The key to that chain is in the bathtub.

Very interesting person. His name is John.

Has an inoperable frontal lobe tumor.

I'm sick from the disease eating away at me inside.

Sounds like our friend Jesus.

People who don't appreciate their blessings.

Looks like our guy likes to book himself bunk no seats to his own sick of games.

Hello.

Amanda and Sam.

What a game.

Most people are so ungrateful to be alive.

But not you.

Not anymore.