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Jigsaw
1
OFFICER:
Go, go, go.(TIRES SCREECHING)
(PANTING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Suspect on foot,
entering warehouse.
In pursuit.
Go.
(PANTING)
Freeze! Stop right there!
Put down the weapon!
You can't
stop it now.
Nothing can stop it.
On the ground!
On the ground.
Drop it, right now!
Halloran.
Detective Halloran.
If he's not here
in 17 minutes,
five people
are going to die.
Get Halloran here, now!
(ENGINE STOPS)
(POLICE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
EDGAR:
Where the f*** is Halloran?
People are gonna die, man!
Doesn't he know?
All of you, get back.
Halloran!
Edgar!
Edgar, what the f***
are you doing?
You put down that remote.
I can't.
HALLORAN:
What's that for?The games are
just getting started.
What game?
His games, his rules.
Them or me.
Edgar, I don't want
to shoot you, but I will.
Drop the remote.
I got him, should I take it?
No, no, no.
Target the remote.
If he moves
to trigger it,
blow it to sh*t.
Running out of time!
Who else is there?
Edgar!
Tell us what's going on!
HALLORAN:
Who's controlling you?
I'm not f***ing dying.
(ALARM SOUNDS)
(BEEPING)
(POLICE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
(GURGLES)
Which one of you a**holes
shot him in the chest?
EDWARD:
The game.It's started...
(BUZZER BLARES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(PANTING)
(LABORED BREATHING)
(PANICKED BREATHING)
(LIGHT PANELS BUZZING)
ANNA:
What is this?(WOMAN GROANS)
(GROANS) What the hell?
What the f***?
Yo, what the hell?
ANNA:
Oh, sh*t.RYAN:
Oh, god.CARLY:
What's going on?RYAN:
No, no, no...MITCH:
This can't be happening!
CARLY:
Someone, help me!
No, no, no...
Help!
CARLY:
Somebodyplease help me.
Please, help me!
Help! Help!
Please, help me!
Just stay the f*** back!
JIGSAW:
(OVER PA)I'm sure you are all wondering
why you're here.
You deny culpability,
no doubt,
for the circumstances
in which you find yourselves.
Salvation can be yours,
if you cleanse yourselves
of the habitual lies
which have brought you here.
Lies that you have
told yourselves,
lies that have
brutalized others.
Confess.
The truth will set you free.
But any attempt
to violate my rules
will kill you.
I want to play a game.
F*** you!
JIGSAW:
First,an offering of blood,
no matter how little,
(CARLY SCREAMING)
will give you a green light
to escape from this room
with your lives.
If you can release yourself
from your demons,
you can begin
to shed the chains
with them.
Make the simple
blood sacrifice
that I've requested,
or face severe consequences.
The choice is yours.
RYAN:
The f***is going on over here?
ANNA:
No, no, no...MITCH:
No, no, no!No! (SCREAMING)
(ALL SCREAMING)
(ALL SCREAMING)
(SCREAMNG) No! No!
(GRUNTS)
What do we do? What do we do?
CARLY:
Someone do something!
(GROANING)
Hey! Wake up!
Wake up!
"An offering of blood..."
(GROANS)
"No matter how little..."
"An offering of blood..."
"An offering of blood..."
(PANTS)
"An offering of blood..."
(PANTING)
(GROANS)
(TRAP POWERING DOWN)
(GASPS)
Cut yourself!
You need to cut yourself!
He wants blood
and then you're free!
Cut yourself,
he wants blood!
Cut yourself!
(GASPS)
(GROANS)
F***!
Come on, come on, come on.
(SCREAMS)
(EXHALES)
Yes! Holy sh*t...
You need to cut yourself!
(SCREAMING)
You need to cut yourself!
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMING)
(GRUNTING)
What the...
No...
ANNA:
Cut yourself!(GRUNTING)
You need to cut yourself!
Cut yourself!
(YELLS)
(SCREAMS)
(SOBBING)
MITCH:
Where the f*** are we?
He hit the remote,
but nothing triggered.
As far as we know.
KEITH:
You thinkthe game's real?
HALLORAN:
Don't know.KEITH:
And why do you thinkhe asked for you?
We're good friends.
I put him away twice.
Edgar Munsen is
a sociopathic
meth head.
Been in and out of prison
for assault and battery,
armed robbery,
drug dealing.
Nice guy.
Doc, we need him awake.
We've got questions.
Sorry, Detective.
The bullet's lodged
against the heart.
I've got him in a
barbiturate-induced coma
until he stabilizes.
How long?
Swelling has to
come down first.
Two hours. Two weeks.
I can't tell you.
Excuse me.
HALLORAN:
Start the suspect list
with Munsen's
known associates.
This is not
gonna end well.
Hungry?
(GRUNTS)
CARLY:
Help!(CRYING)
Please, somebody help us!
Help!
Please! Don't...
Stay still.
What do you want with us?
ANNA:
That voice...It said salvation
can be ours if we,
cleanse our soul
of our lies.
This is some kind of
f***ed up confessional?
The truth
will set us free.
Honey, my soul is clean.
It's Anna.
And, bullshit.
I'm Mitch.
What's your name?
Carly.
(GROANS)
Don't touch me.
This is some bastard's
sick idea of a joke?
He said it was a game.
Well, then I hope,
for all of our sakes,
that it is a game.
Oh, yeah?
Why's that, sweetheart?
Because games can be won.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
WOMAN:
This is cray.(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
BOY:
What the hell?MAN 1:
Did anyone phonethe police?
MAN 2:
Yeah.(SCREAMS)
Underhand!
Whoa!
Overhand!
Okay, you got
some heat on it!
(SIREN CHIRPING)
Cell phone's off
for a reason, Halloran.
Well, what do
you think, El?
(SIGHS) I don't know,
Let's get this thing off.
ELEANOR:
OohLOGAN:
Ah.Hmm.
(HELMET RATTLES)
Hmm.
Someone's
been studying up
on John Kramer.
A copycat?
Hope not.
Kramer's been dead
for 10 years.
Keith!
What's up, Doc?
Hey, man, how you doing?
I'm good.
Good to see you.
You too, man.
You're, uh...
You're working
this neighborhood now?
Uh, yeah, I joined
homicide last month.
Jesus,
what happened
to this guy?
You two know each other?
Logan was our medic
in Fallujah.
Oh.
Hey, uh, I'm sorry
to hear about Christine.
How you been, man?
Uh, good, Keith.
Yeah, I'm doing well.
All right.
Eleanor.
KEITH:
What is it?Okay, then.
LOGAN:
"And thenthere were four..."
You got a computer
JIGSAW:
(ON LAPTOP)And they will not stop
until the sins against
I will take care of
the next four,
you take care of the rest.
We gotta get that
to voice rec.
It's not him.
It can't be.
Right?
(ALL GAPSING)
Oh, sh*t.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(TRICYCLE SQUEAKING)
What the f***?
What the f***?
No, that's not creepy at all.
(CACKLING)
No. No!
No, no, no...
Help!
ANNA:
Somebody please help us!Where is
this sick f***
taking us?
Did anyone see anything?
No, nothing.
I got f***ing drugged!
He said, "Confess."
We have to confess.
Yeah, you got something
you want to confess?
Have at it. Come on!
(SCREAMING)
Damn it, we all have
something to confess.
I sold a kid a bike once.
He had an accident 10 minutes
after I sold it to him.
It's not my fault
he couldn't handle
such a powerful damn bike,
all right?
He died!
That's it?
That's all you did?
You sold a kid
a bike he died on?
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