Jigsaw Page #4

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First year at County,

clean case,

a predator by the

name of Alistair Schultz.

Halloran roughed him up

while he was in custody

and the lawyer used that

to get him off.

The very next day, he kills

an 8-year-old girl

who shows up on my table.

The first of many.

Halloran can't help himself,

can't get out of his own way.

So, no, I don't have

much love for the guy.

Well, it's a job, Logan.

You can't make it personal.

When you have

a little girl one day...

(SCOFFS)

Why didn't you tell me

about the job offer

in Cleveland?

Because you would

have told me to take it.

Yes.

Yes, you're damn right

I would.

It's complicated.

We are past complicated.

(SIGHS)

When Buckethead

was strung up,

I wasn't at home

like I told the cops.

I was at my, uh...

Studio.

What studio?

And why couldn't

you tell them that?

Like I said,

it's... It's complicated.

You don't think

they're going to

find out about it?

They know about

the Jigsaw fan website,

whatever the f***

you're doing on that.

They're going to

find out about

everything.

El, they think

I'm involved.

Show me.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

Oh, Jesus!

Okay, I should

warn you, because...

Can you turn the lights on?

(DEVICE BEEPING)

(DEVICE BEEPING RAPIDLY)

Eleanor,

what is this?

Hey, a girl's

gotta have a hobby.

A hobby? Is that

what you call it?

How about

a stamp collection?

(SCOFFS) That's a hobby.

(SIGHS)

(TRAP POWERING UP)

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Supposedly, John Kramer

designed this trap

for a game that took place

before all the others.

They found

the plans in his lab.

I built it myself.

Got them

from some guy

on the Internet.

Rumor is, not only

did John design this,

he built one.

Well, I'm sorry

to disappoint,

but none of

Kramer's victims died

in any device like this.

The wounds don't

match the design.

Well, maybe the bodies

were never found.

And maybe it never happened.

Maybe someone's

playing games with you.

What are you doing

with all this stuff?

You need to get

rid of it, now.

(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)

(GASPS)

(RYAN SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING

INDISTINCTLY)

HALLORAN:
Great work.

Now we've got probable cause.

You're not going

to believe this.

What?

The Commissioner

wants to see

Jigsaw's remains.

Wants proof

he's really dead.

What?

Yeah.

Said he wants to

calm the peoples' fears.

Are you serious?

Chasing a dead man.

This is election

year bullshit.

That is all yours.

I'm going to

follow up on these.

Right on.

Halloran.

He's in a f***ing coma,

how does he just disappear?

He's still breathing.

(MITCH BREATHING NERVOUSLY)

(PANTING)

What is it?

MITCH:
It says my name.

You know what happens

if we don't follow the rules.

JIGSAW:
(ON RECORDER)

Hello, Mitch.

You've admitted to

selling a boy a motorcycle.

But you have not told

the entire story, have you?

$600 for a bike

that you listed

in excellent condition.

Even though you knew

the brakes were faulty.

You took his 600 bucks

and, in return,

you delivered him to his end.

He was my nephew,

and he never hurt anyone.

The device you see here

has a unique power source.

It's the same engine

that graced the bike

you sold my nephew.

MITCH:
F***.

However, I assure you,

the brake lever

for this one works perfectly.

ANNA:
Oh sh*t.

Look, you're right, man!

Avoid the dangers around you,

hit the motorcycle

brake handle

and the motor will stop.

Oh, sh*t.

JIGSAW:
Live or die, Mitch.

The choice is yours.

(MECHANISM WHIRRING)

(BIKE ENGINE STARTS)

Sh*t!

No, no, no!

Oh, sh*t.

Look, I'm sorry! Stop, please!

I'm sorry about your nephew!

Anna, help!

Get the f*** up here!

I don't want to die!

Stop! Stop it!

Stop!

(GROANS)

(SCREAMS)

Anna, you got to help me!

Hurry up! Hurry, please!

Please help! Hurry! Hurry!

(GRUNTS)

(CRIES) I don't want to die!

I don't want to die!

ANNA:
Mitch, pull the brake!

Pull the brake!

ANNA:
Oh... Oh, God.

(SCREAMING)

Anna, you did it!

(PANTING)

You saved me!

Anna... Anna,

get me out of here, please.

You did it!

Man, you did it!

No, no, no!

(SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

(TRAP POWERING DOWN)

(SCREAMING)

HALLORAN:

Edgar Munsen was in a coma.

You got one job!

One job to do,

you useless mother...

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.

KEITH:
Anything?

HALLORAN:
(ON PHONE) Nothing.

Pulled a Houdini.

Nobody saw sh*t.

Just pulling Kramer's casket

out now.

HALLORAN:
Reporters?

KEITH:
Yup.

Good.

End this nonsense

once and for all.

John Kramer is dead

and has been for 10 years.

Enough of this

John Kramer bullshit.

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

KEITH:
Uh...

You may want to rethink that.

Why? What's going on?

Let's just say you can

call off the hunt

for Edgar Munsen.

Oh, come on!

Okay, get a warrant

for Bonneville,

I'll see you there.

OFFICER 1:
Go, go, go.

Move, move, move. Go!

OFFICER 2:
Let's go.

OFFICER 1:
Take the left,

two on the right.

(POLICE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

OFFICER 1:

Go, go, go, go, go!

OFFICER 2:

Clear on the left!

OFFICER 3:
Clear!

OFFICER 2:
Watch your left.

OFFICER 1:
Eyes up.

You in?

(OFFICERS TALKING

INDISTINCTLY)

HALLORAN :
(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GASPS)

Jesus!

Two left.

So, what, Bonneville

just leaves a body

hanging in her studio?

Come on, man.

I know.

(SIGHS)

I'm gonna go

pick up Logan.

I'll get the girl.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

I'm gonna need you

to show me

those wrists, brother.

I didn't do anything, Keith.

Look, listen, listen.

I have photos of you.

Yeah, you and Eleanor

in your warehouse

of torture devices.

Wait, you were there?

Yeah, I was there.

I just saw a third body

that looks like it's

been through a meat grinder.

All right. Someone is

trying to frame us.

All right?

I want you to tell me

where Eleanor is.

The studio I can explain.

You just have to trust...

Do you know where

she is or not?

Keith, I'll tell you

everything I know.

I know who did this.

And you do, too.

Who found the body

at Eleanor's studio?

(GASPS)

Jesus!

Halloran.

He had motive.

He wanted Edgar dead.

Who ordered the targeting

of the remote?

If he moves to trigger it,

blow it to sh*t.

Go on.

Yeah, everybody

targeted the trigger,

but did anyone actually see

what Halloran was aiming at?

He had no plan

to let Edgar walk.

Do you think your partner

knows that you're with IA?

(SIGHS)

So, I'm right.

Jesus.

You know, I've been

onto Halloran since

before all of this started.

IA has him connected to

multiple homicides

going back years.

Now these latest

Jigsaw murders...

The three bodies

we brought you,

we found they're all mixed up

in Halloran's cases.

Bring him in.

Halloran is trying

to frame me.

I don't even know

what he's got against me.

(SCOFFS) Really?

You know you

called him out

for screwing up

slam-dunk cases.

You said he was

a moron in the press. Twice.

No, I said he was

an impulsive a**hole...

Twice.

You blame him

for what happened

to Christine, don't you?

Look, I don't know

how to prove

Halloran's the copycat.

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