Saw 3D: The Final Chapter

- What can I get for you?

- Just a burger and a drink, please.

How do you want that burger done?

It doesn't matter.

Okay, that'll be 4 bucks.

- You want that for here?

- No.

Okay, we'll bring that right out to you.

Mommy, why does that girl's face

look like that?

You eat your food, honey.

- Did she get into an accident?

- Yes. Eat your food.

Stop looking at me! Stop looking at me!

I know what I look like.

You think I chose to look like this?

You think I chose this?

The Han dynasty, during their rule,

would sometimes leave their enemies alive,

disfiguring them

in a most grotesque manner.

It was a message to all those

who would oppose their rule

that you would die,

or carry the scars of your defiance.

They understood the psychological effect

this would have on the masses.

There was a price to pay for your actions.

By the time they were through with you,

death would be a welcome friend.

Have your daddy pick me up a slushy

when he gets off work, okay?

Make it a cherry one.

Bradley, I've told you a million times,

leave Ravi alone and find another seat.

Well, as I entered the classroom,

this was the only seat available.

Then switch with Bernard.

Continuing on, talking about the

importance of the Chinese ancient mindset

that they were into this whole idea

of cosmic retribution.

I got us the hottest costumes for the party.

They scream,

"We love sex, but not with you."

- We're so vain.

- I'm totally okay with that.

- So, who's throwing this party anyways?

- Probably Stephanie.

She keeps trying to win us over

so that we'll be her friend.

She's such a loser.

Awesome, so we'll drink her booze,

trash her place and still ignore her ass.

You realize

we're all going to hell someday, right?

And we'll be the hottest b*tches there, too.

That's the plan.

Oh, my God.

There's that little b*tch, Emily.

Let's f*** with her.

Hey, sexy girl.

- So, going to the costume party next week?

- No.

Come on, it'll be so much fun.

Maybe you can even

get your cherry popped.

- Yeah, some guys like freaks.

- Yeah, Emily, don't you want to have fun?

- I wasn't invited.

- What?

You mean,

we were invited and you were not?

I don't understand. I mean, look at you.

How could that be?

Why are you always so mean to me?

I've never done anything to you.

We're not being mean. We're being honest.

You know, I think you'd actually like me

if you just gave me a chance.

I doubt it.

Oh, my God, you're not gonna cry, are you?

- Oh, my God.

- Don't go. Be our friend.

Howdy.

Hey, is Workley around?

Passed away about eight months ago.

I'm his nephew.

He left me the house in his will.

Well, I'm sorry for your loss, son.

My name's Parker.

- I'm Dane.

- Dane. Nice to meet you.

Eight months. Don't that beat all?

You know, he and I were both in Vietnam.

We shared a lot of stories.

So, you and your friends doing some work

around the grounds?

Yeah.

Yeah, just getting the place ready.

It's a mighty fine picking.

Well, if you need anything,

I'm just a mile or so down here.

Thanks. Appreciate it.

You know,

I don't mean to stick my nose in it,

but that plan of yours,

it's never gonna work.

- Sorry?

- Trap.

The tops are too sturdy.

They'll walk right over it.

What you need are cage traps.

I got plenty of them.

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe. Thanks.

Just offering.

Hey, Ravi.

Yeah, I'm watching it now.

I think it's...

Gruesome, disgusting.

It's perfect.

We'll pick up the partiers in the truck

and bring them to the house.

Triplets will be on ATVs in the woods

wearing the same costumes as us.

- Nobody escapes.

- I think it's brilliant.

I mean,

all the years of watching horror films,

what can be better than to put it all to use?

I think I know the perfect way

to use Jack's banjo skills.

Dude, what? Can you smell it?

Can you smell it?

You're killing me.

- Dude.

- He's f***ing coming over here, man.

- Dude.

- Trying to come over here?

Go back to India, b*tch.

Bernard, I believe this is yours.

Thank you, come again.

- Sorry.

- Go back to your seat.

We have no hummus here for you.

Don't worry about it, man.

- Yo, my peoples, what's up?

- Hey, Kurtis.

Check it.

I just got my first commercial TV gig.

You're looking at the new face

of Yums shoes.

Video shoot over at their spot on Friday.

I want you guys to come check it out.

- That's great news.

- Hey, you never know.

Next time you guys see me,

I'll be at the Oscars

accepting my award for best actor.

Ravi, I remember you got that sweet camera

for your birthday.

Can I get you to, you know, shoot

some behind-the-scenes stuff for me?

- Help me out?

- Yeah, sure.

Nice. All right, so I'll see you guys there?

Cool. All right, y'all.

- I like Kurtis.

- Me, too.

- Make sure he doesn't make the party.

- Yeah.

He's not one of them.

- What's up, man?

- What's up?

What's up? Hey, look, I want you guys

to come out. I'm doing a video shoot.

Look.

Oh, my God.

I cannot wait until the party next week.

- What?

- You're f***ing Tommy.

- Who told you that?

- It's in your cell phone, stupid.

"I can't wait to taste you again."

You b*tch. Give me that.

- That is so shitty.

- Take it easy.

We've been besties since grade school.

Can't believe you didn't tell us.

He made me promise not to tell anybody,

and you can't either.

You know, we have to keep it quiet

since he's still dating Nadya.

- I'm gonna go see him tonight.

- We're just playing. We won't tell.

Besides, Tommy's kind of hot.

I hate that Russian b*tch anyways.

I'm glad you're f***ing her man.

All's fair in sex and high school.

"I find that I am quite content.

"I have peace in my life,

"and I am not afraid.

"For the first time, I am not afraid."

Yeah, Mom?

What's with the boxes?

I noticed you packed up some things.

Just cleaning up a bit.

Is everything okay?

You've been very quiet lately.

- Yes, everything's fine.

- Okay.

"One night.

"One final night."

I just... Look, I really appreciate

you guys coming, man. It means a lot.

- Anytime, man.

- Man.

Now, let me clean the lens off real quick.

- I'll be right back.

- All right.

You must be pretty nervous, huh?

A little bit. I'll find the courage, though.

Snap!

What do we have here, son, huh?

If it isn't the Slumdog Millionaire.

What's up, bin Laden?

- I'm Indian, not Arab.

- My bad. I'm sorry.

- No, it's a dot.

- Like it f***ing even matters.

- What do you got there, sunshine, huh?

- Technology.

Give it. Give it.

Sunni's doing a little recon

for his terrorist cell. What you think?

- Joke's over.

- Joke's not over.

Just give it back.

- Looks like we got ourselves a terrorist.

- I caught me a terrorist, Bill.

- I got him. I got him.

- How'd you get him?

Well, he was looking

at my lockstock funny.

- You remember state?

- F***, yeah.

So close.

Bradley's at the 30! The 20!

- The 10!

- Go, go, go!

- Touchdown, Bradley.

- And the crowd goes wild.

- Why'd you do that?

- Easy, missy.

- 'Cause I felt like it.

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