Saw IV

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Cherish your life is the concept this entire clinic was built on. Cherish your life. Your life.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
You're my problem. And you're becoming everyone else's, too.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
They have to help themselves.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Get the f*** out of here.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
I can't give you time. Time's an illusion.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
[To Cecil] You see, things aren't sequential. Good doesn't lead to good, nor bad to bad. People who steal, don't get caught, live the good life. Others lie, cheat and get elected. Some people stop to help a stranded motorist and get taken out by a speeding semi. There's no accounting for it. How you play the cards your dealt--that's all that matters.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
It's the tool: the tool that's going to save your life.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
I want to play a game.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Your life is a lie, Cecil. Now comes your moment of truth.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Live or die, Cecil. Make your choice.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
What's happened to me?

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
[Tape found in Jigsaw's stomach, heard by Hoffman] Are you there, Detective? If so, you are probably the last man standing. Now, perhaps you will succeed where the others have failed. You think you will walk away untested? I promise that my work will continue. You think it's over just because I am dead. It's not over. The games have just begun.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Hello, Officer Rigg. Welcome to your rebirth. For years, you have stood by and witnessed as your colleagues have fallen. You have remained untouched, while Eric Matthews has disappeared. But, with your survival came your obsession. Obsession to stop those around you from making the wrong choices, thus preventing you from making the right ones. You wanted to save everyone. Tonight, I will give you the opportunity to face your obsession. Look closely. Eric Matthews is still alive. The block of ice he stands upon is melting. He has but 90 minutes to save himself. Detective Hoffman's fate is linked to Eric's survival. Heed my warning Officer Rigg: Their lives hang in the balance of your obsession. Will you learn how to let go and truly save them? The choice is yours.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Officer Rigg, your first test. The person in front of you is in desperate need of help. But it is not your job to save them. You view this person as a victim, but if you were to SEE WHAT I SEE, beneath the mask is a criminal undeserving of the life she leads. Your obsession tells you to save the victim. I tell you to walk away. The choice is yours.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Hello, Brenda. I want to play a game. An officer will try to save you. If he is successful, then your game begins. This man will use these photos to sentence you for your crimes and the only way to stop him is taped underneath the TV. Let him save you and accept your fate to rot in prison, or kill him and guarantee your freedom. Make your choice.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Hello, Officer Rigg. In order for you to fully understand my way, you must FEEL WHAT I FEEL. The photo before you is of a man in desperate need of help. In the next room are the tools to his salvation. His life is in your hands but in the end, only he can save himself. Be careful. There are cameras watching and you must hide your identity. Make your choice.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
If you are playing this tape, then you are one step closer to truly understanding how to save a life. As an officer of the law, you find yourself torn. Is the man before you a victim or a perpetrator of violence? His salvation is out of your hands. It is your choice if you wish to put it into his own. Once this lesson is learned, you will find yourself one step closer to truly saving Eric Matthews. Without you, this man's game cannot begin. Force him into position to face his demons and let him make the decision.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Hello, Ivan. As a voyeur, you have kept photos of those you have victimized. Can you see the pain you have brought them? You have torn apart their lives. You've used your body as an instrument of abuse. Now I give you the choice of what you decide is most important: Your eyes, which have led you blindly astray... or your body, which has caused those around you endless suffering. You have been handed the tools which can save your life. Decide quickly, though. In 60 seconds, the choice will be made for you.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
The human body is a fascinating organism. It can withstand the most brutal injury... and yet repair itself miraculously. But you know this all too well. How many broken bones have you suffered at the hands of your husband? How many flesh wounds have you endured? With time, the bruises have healed, but your pain has not. Today, I empower you to take control of your life. Can you disconnect from the one thing that has brought you and others so much pain? With time, your wounds will heal. His, however, will not. Remove the ties that bind or bleed to death from your inactivity. The choice is yours.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Hello, Officer Rigg. What have you learned thus far? Experience is a harsh teacher. First comes the test, second comes the lesson. If you are to SAVE AS I SAVE, then you will see the person in front of you is but a student. So I ask you, Officer Rigg: Has the pupil learned her lesson? Has she been taught the error of her ways? Does she now view the world differently? Officer Rigg, the key to this person's freedom lies in the palm of your hand, but only after she has done her own part. Can you play your role in her salvation? Once judgement has been made, though, the key to finding your next destination is just off the map.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Hello, Agent Perez. And welcome to the world you have long studied. Your partner, Agent Strahm, will soon take the life of an innocent man. Heed my warning, Agent Perez: Your next move is critical. [Whispers] Open the door...

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
[Part of Cecil's rejected tape] Your life is a lie. Now comes your moment of truth. As a drug user and a hustler, you've played roulette with other people's lives. Today, you play with your own.

John Kramer/Jigsaw:
Hello, Officer Rigg. If you are hearing this, then you have reached Detective Matthews and Detective Hoffman in under 90 minutes, resulting in their deaths. The rules were clear. You were warned. They had to save themselves. Their salvation was out of your hands. Time was on your side, but your obsession wouldn't let you wait. Instead of saving Detective Matthews, you cost him his life. You failed your final test.

Daniel Rigg:
I thought she [Kerry] was still alive. I thought I could save her.

Daniel Rigg:
It's in our nature to save them. It's what we do.

Daniel Rigg:
Eric [Matthews] is still out there, man.

Daniel Rigg:
[Whilst Brenda is trying to kill him] I just saved your f***in' life!

Daniel Rigg:
This what you do with your spare time?

Daniel Rigg:
You can stop it from happening if you tell me the truth.

Daniel Rigg:
You have to save yourself.

Daniel Rigg:
I had more time. I still had f***in' time!

Daniel Rigg:
Put your f***ing hands where I can see them! PUT YOUR F***ING HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!

Mark Hoffman:
You know never to go through an unsecured door. Ever.

Mark Hoffman:
"Cherish Your Life."

Mark Hoffman:
[To Rigg] We chose this. Go home.

Mark Hoffman:
It's time to let go.

Mark Hoffman:
[About Kerry's trap] It was constructed for her execution. Betrayed the rules.

Mark Hoffman:
So why don't we just start at the end and work our way backwards?

Mark Hoffman:
[About Rigg] Everyone around him keeps dying.

Mark Hoffman:
[Deleted Scene] Most of the evidence in this room was confiscated from Jigsaw's lair. [Picks up a box and sets it on a table] This evidence is specifically about his victims. Each victim was studied, abducted and tested. As of today, we have an additional 16 individuals classified as missing around the city. These people could've skipped town, fallen off a pier, passed off drunk in an alleyway, or these people could be tested like the rest. If you're looking for an additional accomplice, here's your first 16 possibilities.

Mark Hoffman:
[asked if he has any children] Girl. It's a short story, believe me.

Mark Hoffman:
[To Art whilst strapped to a chair] You f***in' hear me, you f***in' motherf***er?!

Mark Hoffman:
Game over.

Peter Strahm:
"Open the door and you will find me" mean anything to you?

Peter Strahm:
We're here to help find who your department couldn't, detective - the person who's been helping Jigsaw and Amanda Young.

Peter Strahm:
How do you feel about a husband who takes a motto from your drug clinic, designed to help people, and twists it into some kind of manic torture mantra?

Peter Strahm:
Look, Ms. Tuck. I just left a room with more blood on the walls than paint. Two officers are dead and there's a growing pile of bodies in their wake. And every detail we unearth about your Hall of Fame psychopath husband points to you as a possible accomplice. I am just curious as to why.

Peter Strahm:
You know, there's a lot of people out there looking for answers, wanting to place the blame on someone. That person is you. But you know what the best part is? I don't have to convince everybody. Just 12 people.

Peter Strahm:
Okay, people break up. Relationships end. It's called "life."

Peter Strahm:
Okay, let's review. Girl loves boy, boy loves girl, boy gets girl pregnant, girl loses baby, boy turns into a serial killer.

Peter Strahm:
We're the two Jigsaw targets.

Peter Strahm:
[Deleted scene] Hello, Mrs. Perez? Yeah, hi. This is Peter Strahm. I work with your daughter Lindsey. Yeah. I have some bad news.

Peter Strahm:
You see that, Jill? That's a federal f***in' indictment. It's got your name on it. You want to put someone else's name on it? You start talking to me, okay?

Peter Strahm:
You see this? This is my partner's blood.

Peter Strahm:
[Finding Jeff] Let me see your f***ing hands!

Peter Strahm:
Jesus.

Lindsey Perez:
John Kramer owned a company called The Urban Renewal Group. No irony in that.

Lindsey Perez:
If Detective Hoffman and anyone else in this precinct is in danger, I think they should know about it.

Lindsey Perez:
[Seeing Hoffman with a teddy bear] I didn't know you were married.

Lindsey Perez:
It's a setup to announce Rigg is the accomplice.

Lindsey Perez:
Rigg didn't kill Ivan. Ivan made his own choice. Isn't that the whole Jigsaw mantra?

Lindsey Perez:
"Save as I Save." So what did he do, free her and let him die?

Lindsey Perez:
What is that?

Art Blank:
It will come back to you.

Art Blank:
Hey, a**hole. If you jump off that block, you electrocute him. [Points a revolver at Hoffman] If that block had melted more, he'd be fried. Do you understand?

Art Blank:
Listen to me. I'm not the one you gotta worry about. You understand me? I'm not the one you gotta worry about. [Under his breath] A**hole.

Art Blank:
I recommend you stay alive until the f***in' clock counts down.

Art Blank:
Here's the good news.

Art Blank:
Live or die. You make the choice.

Art Blank:
Jigsaw's testing you, you f***in' piece of SH*T!!!

Eric Matthews:
[Audio only; Eric's last words in Saw II] I'LL F***ING KILL YOU!! YOU F***ING B*TCH!!!

Eric Matthews:
I don't want to play anymore.

Eric Matthews:
F*** you.

Eric Matthews:
I wanna... I wanna stop playing. Why don't you f***ing kill me?

Eric Matthews:
Who?! Who's coming through the door?!

Eric Matthews:
Release me!

Eric Matthews:
Don't open the door!

Dr. Heffner:
[First lines of the movie] Subject's name is John Kramer. 52 year-old male, Caucasian. He's seen better days.

Fisk:
Looks like another doctor went missing at the hospital.

Tracy:
[To Rigg] What you can't do is save everyone.

Morgan:
I did it! I won!

Jill Tuck:
John's life defies chronology and linear description.

[During Jigsaw's autopsy, a wax-covered tape is found in his stomach]

Dr. Heffner:
What the hell? Get homicide here. Now.

[Det. Hoffman arrives]

Hoffman:
Where is it?

Dr. Heffner:
It was in his stomach.

[A doctor shows him the tape in wax]

Hoffman:
Cut it out.

[Flashback]

[John pours wax on a tape, then swallows it]

[Present]

[Hoffman picks up Heffner's recorder, switches out the tapes, and plays it]

Autopsy Tape:
Are you there, Detective? If so, you are probably the last man standing. Now, perhaps you will succeed where the others have failed. You think you will walk away untested? I promise that my work will continue. You think it's over just because I'm dead? It's not over. The games have just begun.

Hoffman:
Are you trying to get yourself killed? You know never to go through an unsecured door. Ever.

Rigg:
I thought she was still alive. I thought I could save her. Did you ever think that we would end up here when you first started?

Hoffman:
No. I didn't see it happening like this. Why the hell do we still do it?

Rigg:
It's in our nature to save them. It's what we do.

Hoffman:
Right. [Reading off the wall behind Rigg] "Cherish your life."

Rigg:
What?

Hoffman:
The f***ing motto. We're supposed to cherish our lives.

Rigg:
Well, how the hell are we supposed to do that when this is our lives?

Hoffman:
We chose this. You go home.

Lindsey Perez:
Detective Hoffman?

Hoffman:
Yes.

Lindsey Perez:
I'm Special Agent Lindsey Perez. This is Special Agent Peter Strahm.

Hoffman:
How can I help the FBI?

Lindsey Perez:
We're here about Detective Kerry. She was our liaison.

Peter Strahm:
"Open the door and you will find me."

Hoffman:
What? [Strahm tosses him a key] What's this?

Peter Strahm:
The key that came from our last message from Detective Kerry. "Open the door and you will find me" mean anything to you?

Hoffman:
No.

[Rigg walks by and leaves]

Peter Strahm:
Where's the body?

Lindsey Perez:
[Examining the lock to the Ribcage Device] The lock was open. She couldn't get out.

Hoffman:
It was constructed for her execution. Betrayed the rules.

Lindsey Perez:
Not a Jigsaw trap then.

Hoffman:
No. Amanda Young, the accomplice--

Peter Strahm:
This wasn't done by Amanda Young.

Hoffman:
Excuse me?

Peter Strahm:
Detective Kerry weighed approximately 130 lbs. Amanda Young's arrest report has her at 107. She couldn't get her up there alone.

Hoffman:
John Kramer was--

Peter Strahm:
A bedridden cancer patient? He's brains, not brawn.

Hoffman:
He was also an engineer. He could have rigged pulleys--

Strahm:
Or someone else could have helped him.

Hoffman:
Special agent, if you're here for any other reason than just to assist...

Peter Strahm:
We're here to help find who your department couldn't, detective: the one helping Jigsaw and Amanda Young.

[Rigg is watching a tape of Hoffman interrogating Jill Tuck]

Rigg:
She knows something.

Hoffman:
I thought you were going home. You have vacation time, right? Take it. Finish the remodeling, spend some time with Tracy.

Rigg:
She understands.

Hoffman:
Then don't take her for granted.

Rigg:
Eric is still out there, man.

Hoffman:
Eric's been missing for six months. Kerry was gone for four days. I can only be as optimistic as the facts allow.

Rigg:
Yeah, well I'm in it till I find him.

Hoffman:
Finding his body is not going to vindicate us.

Rigg:
Finding him alive will.

Hoffman:
It's time to let go. I want you to go home. I'll call you later to make sure everything is okay.

[Rigg leaves]

Linsdey Perez:
Who's he?

Hoffman:
Lieutenant Rigg, our SWAT commander.

Peter Strahm:
What's his problem?

Hoffman:
Everyone around him keeps dying.

Lindsey Perez:
[Reading a newspaper] John Kramer owned a company called The Urban Renewal Group. No irony in that, huh?

Peter Strahm:
What was Rigg watching?

Lindsey Perez:
Jill Tuck's interrogation. She was Jigsaw's ex. It's old.

Peter Strahm:
Why is a SWAT guy watching that?

Lindsey Perez:
Strahm, I really think we should tell Hoffman what Detective Kerry said in her last message.

Peter Strahm:
She said two officers might be in danger, but until we know who, we're not causing a panic.

Lindsey Perez:
If Detective Hoffman or anyone else in this precinct is in danger, I think they should know it.

Peter Strahm:
Not your call.

Lindsey Perez:
I didn't know you were married.

Hoffman:
I'm not. It's a short story, believe me.

[Rigg finds Brenda in his house, wearing a pig mask and sitting in large chair-device. A tape starts.]

Tape:
Officer Rigg, your first test. The person in front of you is in desperate need of help. But it is not your job to save them. You view this person as a victim, but if you were to SEE WHAT I SEE, beneath the mask lies a criminal, undeserving of the life she leads.

Brenda:
Get me out!

Tape:
Your obsession tells you to save the victim. I tell you to walk away. The choice is yours.

[Rigg removes the gag from Brenda's mouth]

Brenda:
Are you a cop?

Rigg:
What?

Brenda:
ARE YOU A COP?!

Rigg:
Yeah, I'm a cop.

[Rigg pulls off the pig mask, starting the device]

Brenda:
What is that? What did you do?

[The device begins pulling her hair through a small hole]

Brenda:
They're in the gears.

Rigg:
What's in the gears?

Brenda:
The combination. Get me out.

Fisk:
Yeah?

Woman:
We pulled the print off that casing. We've got a match. [Hands him a file]

Fisk:
[Examines the file] Jesus. Did you check this?

Woman:
I did. Twice.

[Fisk enters and shows the prints to Strahm and Perez]

Fisk:
Hey, the prints just came in. They're from officer Rigg.

Officer:
Fisk.

Fisk:
Not now.

Officer:
We just got a call of shots fired from 23 Park Place.

Fisk:
That's Rigg's apartment.

[Strahm, Perez and other police officers have discovered Brenda's corpse in Rigg's apartment]

Lindsey Perez:
[holding a flashlight over some of the photos] Strahm. Two detectives. You see this?

Peter Strahm:
[Sees a picture of Hoffman] Hoffman. You have a 20 on him?

Pete:
Not yet. [To Fisk] Hoffman.

Fisk:
Calling.

Lindsey Perez:
How do you explain Detective Matthews?

Peter Strahm:
He's alive.

Lindsey Perez:
Six months. Jigsaw's never kept anyone that long.

Peter Strahm:
No one but Amanda Young.

Lindsey Perez:
You think he's been fixed?

Peter Strahm:
Why these six?

Lindsey Perez:
Hoffman's a decorated lieutenant. He doesn't fit the profile.

Peter Strahm:
That's what you see... but what does he see?

Lindsey Perez:
Rigg trying to save his two friends?

Peter Strahm:
Maybe.

Lindsey Perez:
This is overkill. It's a setup to announce Rigg is the accomplice.

Peter Strahm:
Or a setup for his alibi. Everyone around him keeps dying. Where is he to tell us he's innocent? Or what the hell these photos are doing in his apartment? Look there.

[Strahm takes a blacklight and shines it one a wall to show words in fluorescent paint]

Lindsey Perez:
[Reading off the wall] "Four walls build a home?"

Peter Strahm:
What does he want us to see on these walls?

Lindsey Perez:
The victims?

Peter Strahm:
[Takes two photos] One of these photos doesn't belong. [Takes off a picture of Jill Tuck] This is who we're looking for. Let's talk to her.

Lindsey Perez:
Ms. Tuck. I'm Special Agent Perez. This is Special Agent Strahm. I'd like to apologize for pulling you out of your place of work.

Jill Tuck:
What more do you think I can offer you? My 100 hours of interrogation tapes and the volumes of evidence taken from my house weren't enough for you understand John?

Lindsey Perez:
Actually, it's not John we want to talk about, Ms. Tuck. It's you.

Jill Tuck:
Me? Why do you want to talk about me? This isn't about me. So stop wasting both of our time and get to the real reason why you've brought me here.

[Perez leaves]

Peter Strahm:
Okay, "Four walls build a home." Care to shed any light on that?

Jill Tuck:
Light on what?

Peter Strahm:
On what your photos are doing at the crime scene. "Four walls build a home" ring any bells? "Cherish your life?"

[Flashback]

John Kramer:
Cherish your life is the concept that this whole clinic was built on. Cherish your life. Your life.

[Present]

Jill Tuck:
That's his motto.

Peter Strahm:
No, it's your motto. Of the clinic you run.

[Flashback]

Cecil Adams:
F***, man! I'VE BEEN HERE FOR THREE F***IN' HOURS!!!

Michael:
SHUT THE F*** UP!!

Cecil:
You shut up!

Gus:
Are you out of your f***in' mind?! [Punches Cecil]

[A massive fight ensues]

Jill Tuck:
Cecil! Stop it! Gus! Knock it off now! Please!

[Later...]

John:
[After Cecil takes out a switchblade] You don't want to do that.

Cecil:
The f***'s your problem?

John:
You're my problem. And you're becoming everybody else's, too.

[Present]

Peter Strahm:
How do you feel about husband who take a motto from your drug clinic, designed to help people, and twists it into some manic torture mantra?

Jill Tuck:
That part of John has nothing to do with me.

Peter Strahm:
Look, Ms. Tuck. I just left a room with more blood on the walls than paint. Two officers are dead and there's a growing pile of bodies in their wake. And every detail we unearth about your Hall of Fame psychopath husband...

Jill Tuck:
Ex.

Peter Strahm:
... points to you as a possible accomplice. I am just curious as to why.

Rigg:
[Reading off a card] "Become the teacher and save a life."

[Flashback]

Rigg:
[In a school, to a young girl] You're going to have to tell me how you got those bruises on your hand and your neck. Was this an accident or did someone do this to you on purpose? You can stop it from happening if you tell me the truth.

Hoffman:
[exits the principal's office, allowing Morgan out] Take a seat, please.

Jane:
I want to go home now.

Rigg:
[To Hoffman] The son of a b*tch is lying. He's done this before. She's allowing it.

Hoffman:
The child's story doesn't corroborate. What can I do? [To Jane] Jane, I can't let you go home right now, okay? Go back to class, honey.

Rex:
I told you, Officers, sometimes these kids, they just get out of control. [Pats Rigg on the shoulder]

Rigg:
Get your hands off me!

Rex:
Hey, take it easy.

[Rigg proceeds to brutally attack him]

Hoffman:
Rigg! Rigg! [Restrains him] No. Get out! Get out now!

Rex:
You just made the biggest mistake of your life! [To Hoffman] You hear me?! I will take him for everything he's got, that f***ing cocksucker.

[Flashback ends]

Peter Strahm:
That's, uh, sweet, Ms. Tuck, but if you love the guy so much, why leave him?

Jill Tuck:
He left me long before I left him.

Peter Strahm:
Okay, people break up. Relationships end. It's called life. I mean, he started massacring people!

Jill Tuck:
Gideon meant everything to him.

Peter Strahm:
Gideon? I'm sorry, who?

Jill Tuck:
Do you know anything about the Chinese zodiac?

Peter Strahm:
Aw, Jill! No. No!

[Flashback]

Addison:
Hey, honey. You want some company?

John:
What are you doing? You know what this building is? It's a health clinic. You're a beautiful girl. Go home.

Jill Tuck:
All I wanted to do was help them.

John:
You can't help them. They have to help themselves.

Peter Strahm:
He's been identified as Ivan Landsness. Acquitted of rape three times. Had to gouge out his own eyes in order to release himself.

Lindsey Perez:
How does something like this get into a motel room undetected?

Peter Strahm:
Piece by piece.

Pete:
The room's been rented for the past six days to a lawyer named Art Blank. Get this: he went missing two weeks ago.

Peter Strahm:
Run his name, get his addresses. Two of the five people on Rigg's apartment walls are dead. Every partner he's ever worked with--dead.

Lindsey Perez:
Rigg didn't kill Ivan. Ivan made his own choice. Isn't that the whole Jigsaw mantra?

Peter Strahm:
This wasn't about Ivan. It wasn't his test. [Points to the FEEL WHAT I FEEL on the door] It was about Rigg. [Takes two photos] Look at these photos. Tell me how you feel. Look at these women and tell me how you feel.

Lindsey Perez:
Angry. Enraged.

Peter Strahm:
Exactly. The pimp, the rapist-- Jigsaw wanted Rigg to see what he sees. He wants him to feel what he feels. This wasn't about Rigg saving his friends. He's being recruited.

Pete:
Art Blank's got a whole bunch of properties. Last known address is a couple blocks from here.

[Strahm and Perez discover folders addressed to them. Strahm realizes they are being filmed and rips the camera off a wall.]

Lindsey Perez:
What does this mean?

Peter Strahm:
We're the two Jigsaw targets.

[Eric jumps off the ice block to hang himself, causing Hoffman's side of the scale to tip over]

Art:
Hey. Hey! [Shoves Eric back onto the block] Hey, a**hole. You jump off that block, you electrocute him. [Points a revolver at Hoffman] If that ice had melted more, he'd be fried. You understand?

Hoffman:
Listen to him.

[Hoffman sees Art's face for the first time]

[Flashback]

Rex:
You just made the biggest mistake of your life! Cocksucker!

Hoffman:
Calm down. We'll get somebody to take a look at it, all right?

[Later]

Art Blank:
My client has a broken nose and a fractured cheekbone. Administrative leave with pay is not acceptable.

Hoffman:
The IA investigation is underway.

Art Blank:
Into this precinct? Wow. What's that gonna get me, huh?

Hoffman:
The truth.

Art Blank:
Oh, I'll tell you what the truth is. The truth is, I have an eyewitness.

Hoffman:
The man's wife? She stands to gain as much as he does. If there were to be a financial settlement. Which is not gonna happen because he's lying. He attacked Officer Rigg first.

Art Blank:
That's according to whom?

Hoffman:
Me. I saw the whole thing.

Art Blank:
You want to testify before the grand jury?

Hoffman:
I've already signed the IA's affidavit. The charges are being dismissed.

Art Blank:
Oh, you guys are- you're good. You know, you're obviously as thick as thieves here in this precinct. But it'll come back to you. You know that, right? I mean, one day someday it will. It will come back to you.

[Present]

Art Blank:
You understand?

Eric Matthews:
[Under his breath] Motherf***er, you...

Art Blank:
Hey, do you understand?

Eric Matthews:
[Quietly] Okay. [Art walks back to the camera monitors] Motherf***er!

[Rigg discovers Rex and Morgan impaled back to back with a single rod going through the both of them. Morgan awakens, shocking him]

Morgan:
I did it. I won!

Rigg:
What the hell did you do?

Eric Matthews:
I wanna... I wanna stop playing. Why don't you f***ing kill me?

Art:
No.

Hoffman:
Shut up!

Eric Matthews:
I don't want to play anymore.

[At Rigg's SAVE AS I SAVE test]

Lindsey Perez:
"Save as I Save." So what did he do, free her and let him die?

Peter Strahm:
This guy didn't have a chance. He's got rods going through every major artery in his body. [Reads the blackboard] "Your life is in her hands." Rigg didn't kill this guy. His wife did.

Lindsey Perez:
She identified Officer Rigg, said he saved her.

Peter Strahm:
Saved?

Lindsey Perez:
Yeah.

Peter Strahm:
She passed Rigg's judgment, got fixed and got her freedom back. [Perez answers her cell phone] Second address? [Perez gives a no gesture.]

Lindsey Perez:
[To Peter] I just found out something interesting about the three people in the traps. They were all represented by a lawyer named Art Blank.

Peter Strahm:
He got them all off?

Lindsey Perez:
Yeah. But wait. It gets better. He's also Jill Tuck's lawyer.

[A forensics man accidentally sets off a harpoon gun]

Peter Strahm:
[Pulls Perez out of the way] Look out!

[The harpoon gun fires and kills a forensic photographer]

Peter Strahm:
The lair-- where's the lair?

Lindsey Perez:
Raided. It doesn't exist.

Peter Strahm:
Jigsaw wanted us to find that place. Where's the new game being played? We find that place, we find Rigg.

Lindsey Perez:
We got a second address. There's a co-owner.

Peter Strahm:
Who?

Lindsey Perez:
Jill Tuck.

Peter Strahm:
Jill Tuck? Where's the building?

Lindsey Perez:
Here. This building.

[Strahm and Perez find Billy sitting in the principal's office, surrounded by candles and wearing a tape player. Perez plays the tape.]

Tape:
Hello, Agent Perez. And welcome to the world that you have long studied. Your partner, Agent Strahm, will soon take the life of an innocent man. Heed my warning, Agent Perez: Your next move is critical. [Whispers] Open the door...

Lindsey Perez:
What is that?

[Perez leans in to hear a ticking sound. The Billy puppet's head explodes, showering her face and neck with shrapnel.]

[Strahm slams a paper on the interrogation table]

Peter Strahm:
You see that, Jill? That's a Federal f***ing Indictment. It's got your name on it. You wanna put someone else's name on it, you start talking to me. Okay? What's with the doll? What's with the tricycle? Who were John's business associates before he went insane?

Jill Tuck:
He wasn't the associate type.

Peter Strahm:
Where the hell is Art Blank?! Obstruction of Justice. Aiding and Abetting. Conspirator to Murder. [Shouts] TALK TO ME! In fifteen minutes, more people are gonna die, Jill. Police Officers. He's a business partner. He's a friend. He is the accomplice we have been looking for, and he is your f***ing LAWYER! [Knocks the table over] You see this? [Points to the blood on his shirt] This is my partner's blood. She's fighting for her life right now, because of your lunatic husband. What happened between Jigsaw and Art Blank?

[Flashback]

Jill Tuck:
[Sees John sitting in a corner] Don't be mad.

Art Blank:
What?

[Art turns around, accidentally knocking over a harlequin doll strongly resembling Billy]

Art Blank:
[Also sees John] Hey, you all right? You weren't returning any of my calls, buddy. Listen, John, I... I'm sorry. I understand. What happened was a tragedy. But I gotta tell you... listen, John, I gotta tell you. Those buildings we're working on--

John:
You take 'em. You give my share to Jill.

Art Blank:
That's not the way it works, John. You see, we're partners. Your designs will make those buildings special. We've got 40 families ready to move in. Forty families, John. Low-income families. You can't just walk away. You're their savior, John.

John:
Get the f*** out of here.

Art Blank:
Who're you talkin' to like that? It's me, John.

John:
Did you hear what I said?

Art Blank:
Oh, I heard you, John.

John:
Get the f***... you heard me.

Art Blank:
Okay, John. You take good care of yourself. Give me a call when you're feeling better.

[Present]

Jill Tuck:
He blamed me. I don't think he could ever forgive me. In his mind, our time was over. He was diagnosed with cancer soon after that.

Peter Strahm:
Did you try to contact him again?

Jill Tuck:
I tried. But a new person crawled out of the wreckage. Someone else survived.

[Flashback]

[Jill enters the Gideon Factory, where she discovers photographs of Cecil, drawings, and something underneath a tarp]

John:
I asked you not to come here.

Jill Tuck:
I need to talk to you. John, John. [Shows him a newspaper] What is this? Why do you have Cecil's picture? What have you done to him?

John:
I taught him not... to take life for granted.

[As John listens to a tape]

Cecil:
Hey, it's you. You did this to me.

John:
No. You did this to yourself. Your greed took the life of an innocent child.

Cecil:
Could you give me time to explain, please?

John:
I can't give you time. No one can. Time's an illusion.

Cecil:
Look. Look. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

John:
I forgive you, Cecil. I do. Addiction has ruined your life.

Cecil:
I'm bleeding, man. Please just let me go.

John:
I could let you go. That wouldn't serve you. I'll tell you what I will do, though. I'll give you a tool to reclaim your life, to discard the vices that have so corrupted your soul.

Cecil:
I don't have a f***ing soul.

John:
Maybe you will in the next life, Cecil. You see, things aren't sequential. Good doesn't lead to good, nor bad to bad. People who steal, don't get caught, live the good life. Others lie, cheat and get elected. Some people stop to help a stranded motorist and get taken out by a speeding semi. There's no accounting for it. How you play the cards your dealt--that's all that matters. Look at me. Do you understand what I'm saying to you?

Cecil:
Oh. [Nods] Yeah. I understand. You're f***in' nuts!

[John sets a large helmet with 4 knives on both sides in front of Cecil]

Cecil:
Whoa! What the f*** is that?!

John:
It's the tool. The tool that's going to save your life. I want to play a game. [Places the apparatus on the chair] Your life is a lie, Cecil. Now comes your moment of truth. As a drug addict and a thief, you've preyed on the kindness of others to fuel your addiction. Today, we're bringing the ugliness inside you out into the open. Now, in order for you to stay alive, we have to match your face with the ugliness of your soul. Just lean forward, into the knives, with your face. Press hard enough and you'll release the arm and the leg restraints that bind you.

Cecil:
HELP!!!

John:
Press hard, though, and you'll be free.

Cecil:
You-you sick f***! F*** you!

John:
' Or you can sit idly and bleed out on the floor. Live or die, Cecil. Make your choice.

Cecil:
F*** you! You sick f***! HELP!

Jill Tuck:
What's happened to you?

John:
What's happened to me? [Picks up a crowbar] What's happened to me?! [Smashes a small antique clock with the crowbar] Now you don't come back. You do it for yourself if you can't do it for me.

Jill Tuck:
I lost him, too.

[Present]

[Strahm leaves the interrogation room]

Peter Strahm:
[Reads off a newspaper article] "Four Walls Build A Home?"

[Strahm heads back in]

Peter Strahm:
Your son was named after John's first building, right?

Jill Tuck:
Yes.

Peter Strahm:
Where is it? [Hits the wall next to her] WHERE IS IT?! [1][Calmly] Where is it?

[Strahm enters the Sick Room and finds Jeff there, holding a gun]

Peter Strahm:
Let me see your f***ing hands.

Jeff:
WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER, YOU MOTHER--

[Jeff aims his gun at Strahm, who shoots him twice in the chest]

Jeff:
...f***...

[Jeff falls, dead]

Art Blank:
Aw, you stupid motherf***er. What did you do?

Rigg:
I had more time! I STILL HAD F***ING TIME!

Art Blank:
Why did you open that door--?

Rigg:
You f***ing did this!

Art Blank:
No, you idiot!

Rigg:
You f***ing did this!

Art Blank:
No! Jigsaw's testing you, you F***ING PIECE OF SH*T! [Reaches into his bag]

Rigg:
[Pulls out his gun] Put your f***ing hands where I can see them! PUT YOUR F***ING HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!

Art Blank:
JIGSAW'S F***ING TESTING YOU! [Pulls out a tape recorder]

Rigg:
DON'T F***ING MOVE!

[Rigg mistakes the tape player for a weapon and shoots Art in the head. Art starts the tape and drops it before dying.]

Tape:
Hello, officer Rigg. If you are hearing this, then you have reached Detective Matthews and Detective Hoffman in under nintey minutes, resulting in their deaths. The rules were clear. You were warned.

[Flashback]

Rigg:
It's Kerry!

Hoffman:
Do not go through that door! You know never to go through an unsecure door. Ever.

Tape:
[Previous] Tonight, you face your obsession.

Tracy:
What you can't do is save everyone.

Tape:
[Previous] Will you learn how to let go?

Rigg:
Eric is still out there, man.

Hoffman:
It's time to let go.

Tape:
[Previous] Detective Matthews has but ninety minutes.

Art Blank:
I recommend you stay alive until the f***ing clock counts down.

[Present]

Tape:
They had to save themselves. Their salvation was out of your hands. Time was on your side, but your obsession wouldn't let you wait. Instead of saving detective Matthews, you cost him his life. You failed your final test.

[Rigg crawls onto a table while Hoffman undoes his restraints and approaches him]

[Flashback]

Rigg:
[About Troy's test] What I don't understand is how the hell could Jigsaw do all this. He was damn near on his deathbed last time we saw him.

Kerry:
I'm not so sure he did.

[Hoffman pockets one of the rings]

Peter Strahm:
This wasn't done by Amanda Young.

Hoffman:
Excuse me?

Peter Strahm:
She couldn't get her up there alone.

Hoffman:
John Kramer was--

Peter Strahm:
He's brains, not brawn. We're here to help find the person helping Jigsaw and Amanda Young.

[Hoffman writes Amanda's letter]

Fisk:
Looks like another doctor went missing from the hospital.

Hoffman:
[To Rigg] You go home. We chose this.

[Present]

[Hoffman unplugs Art's camera monitors, and walks around Rigg as he falls off the table]

Hoffman:
Game over.

[Hoffman leaves Rigg to die and enters the lair from the third film. Reaching the Sick Room, Hoffman slams the door shut, locking Strahm inside, and leaves]

Autopsy Tape:
[Narrating] You feel you now have control, don't you? You think you will walk away untested?

[Present]

Autopsy Tape:
I promise that my work will continue. That I have ensured. By hearing this tape, some will assume that this is over. But I am still among you. You think it's over just because I am dead? It's not over. The games have just begun.

It's a trap.

This Halloween, fear will be embedded in a whole new way.

You think it is over just because I am dead. It's not over. The games have just begun.

Halloween blood drive

If it's Halloween, it must be Saw...

[At Rigg's SAVE AS I SAVE test]

Lindsey Perez:
"Save as I Save." So what did he do, free her and let him die?

Peter Strahm:
This guy didn't have a chance. He's got rods going through every major artery in his body. [Reads the blackboard] "Your life is in her hands." Rigg didn't kill this guy. His wife did.

Lindsey Perez:
She identified Officer Rigg, said he saved her.

Peter Strahm:
Saved?

Lindsey Perez:
Yeah.

Peter Strahm:
She passed Rigg's judgment, got fixed and got her freedom back.

Lindsey Perez:
[To Strahm] I just found out something interesting about the three people in the traps. They were all represented by a lawyer named Art Blank.

Peter Strahm:
He got them all off?

Lindsey Perez:
Yeah. But wait. It gets better. He's also Jill Tuck's lawyer.

[A forensics man accidentally sets off a harpoon gun]

Peter Strahm:
[Pulls Perez out of the way] Look out!

[The harpoon gun fires and kills a forensic photographer]

Peter Strahm:
The lair - where's the lair?

Lindsey Perez:
Raided. It doesn't exist.

Peter Strahm:
Jigsaw wanted us to find that place. Where's the new game being played? We find that place, we find Rigg.

Lindsey Perez:
We got a second address. There's a co-owner.

Peter Strahm:
Who?

Lindsey Perez:
Jill Tuck.

Peter Strahm:
Jill Tuck? Where's the building?

Lindsey Perez:
Here. This building.