Saw 3D Page #2

You were fine.

And just remember your bullet points

next time.

I will, alright?

The interviews are important.

Nina, relax.

Don't worry about them.

You were great.

Yeah?

Your story is real and people feel that.

I know that you get overwhelmed

at times, but we have to keep

moving forward, Bobby.

You were meant to do this.

I know... I know, baby.

Bobby?

Yeah?

We got the Jigsaw survivor group tomorrow,

thirty minutes of face time with other survivors.

Yeah, sounds good.

What more can you say than that?

No, not much.

Oh god!

You wanna know the only thing wrong

with killing you, Jill?

I can only do it once.

Oh my god!

Hey!

Help me!

Help!

Hello, Evan.

I want to play a game.

The situation you find yourself in is

of your own doing.

You, your girlfriend, and your friends,

are all racists.

Evan, f***, get me out of here!

You have intimidated others based

on their physical differences.

But today, it is you

who will run scared.

Your pathetic friends follow your every word, Evan.

Therefore, you will be

the only one capable of saving them and yourself.

In thirty seconds, the jacks

holding up this car will fall,

setting off a deadly chain of events.

In order to stop this from happening, you

must tear yourself away from the seat,

in which you are glued.

Then you must pull the red lever

before you.

But no act comes without a sacrifice.

You've judged others by

the color of their skin,

and today, Evan,

you will learn

that we are all the same color

on the inside.

Live or die, Evan.

The choice is yours.

Help me!

Go to hell!

Go!

Go, damn it!

Evan, let me out.

Here I come!

Us out of here!

God! Please!

Evan, please!

Go, damn it!

You brought us here,

us out of here!

The f***ing fag!

Every night I think

that things will improve.

When I wake up

the next day.

But never are.

Everything I do,

all I see,

I'm surrounded

for these traps.

They are everywhere,

and remind me of what I did.

What is Jigsaw did to me.

Sydney continues

please.

You are in a safe place

now.

Tell me what happens next.

Please!

Alex!

Sydney, look at me.

You made a decision.

How do you feel about it?

I feel free.

He was abusive.

I tried to stop him before,

but just at that moment

I did something.

It was him or me,

chose to live.

It was the best thing

what happened to me.

It's a bunch of bullshit.

He had to die

for you to leave him?

Know the best thing

what happened to me

after cutting off

my own arm?

Handicap parking

at the damn mall.

Why would a camera here?

I just came here to show

that a traumatic experience,

as we

faced,

can have a positive side.

That is all.

Is it? Like what?

A new perspective on life.

You have not yet reached

this point, I understand.

I understand and respect that.

But if you look around

for these people,

who do not value

their lives,

one hour everyone will find

something positive in this experience.

We should never be ashamed

than we.

Because we are good.

And we are strong!

You know what-

I'd like everybody to have a look at... something.

Right here.

These are my scars.

Because our minds

will heal.

But these scars

will never go away.

These scars should not be

a symbol of shame.

They should be worn as a

badge of courage.

You know, earlier, I spoke of

valuing

your loved ones.

But to be perfectly honest,

It's just- just something that I never did prior to my

ordeal.

But since then,

I have found someone who...

has truly become my rock.

Joyce, if you could... please.

My uh, lovely wife,

Joyce.

I love you.

Love you too,

baby.

Bravo. Hm?

To be able to sustain such a traumatic experience

and uh...

and yet find the positive

in that grisly act...

It is a remarkable feat indeed.

Remarkable...

if not a little perverse?

I'm sure I speak

for everyone here

when I say

how grateful we are,

to be part of your...

promotional DVD.

...Appreciate it, thank you.

"I take it, sir.

Thank you.

Joyce, I borrow it?

Sure. I head to the car.

-Coming.

Accompanies it?

Sure.

Thank you.

What?

The strange guy's stick,

should meet him?

No, he has more time

I meetings.

He is good people.

Okay.

Return to hotel and rest

a little.

-It will be okay.

-Well done today, Bobby.

-Thanks.

"You're the man.

Joyce?

What happened to him?

Always speak to no smoking

in the gas station.

This concludes the report

the week.

Hey big guy?

I'm in the junkyard,

at 58.

Why?

They called about an accident

Car.

If an accident,

why are you there?

It was not just an accident.

A trap.

How many bodies?

Picking up the pieces,

are 4.

Right. Keep everyone away from there

until I arrive.

Even the murderers.

"Right.

-Okay, I'm coming.

Hello, Evan.

I want to start a game.

The situation in which it is

you have created yourself.

You, your girlfriend, your friends,

are all racists.

Deterred many people

because of their

physical differences.

Today it is you

that will be...

What do you think?

Why?

What for this show?

Why would they?

Why now?

You know he loves

attention.

Yeah, I know. Must have

something else.

Collecting the bodies and take

to the coroner immediately.

Anything

may be a clue.

Tattoos, piercings,

cuts in the skin...

This man has a cavity,

want to know about it.

"Yes, sir.

-Okay.

Gibson.

Hi

The Ralfman was waiting.

Dammit.

GIBSON,

SEE YOURSELF:

See that?

Ask expertise to come here.

Send them move.

Check for digital

it there.

"Right.

Great.

GIBSON,

SEE YOURSELF:

Help!

SURVIVE:

Hello, Bobby.

I want to play a game.

You have amassed wealth,

fame, and notoriety

based upon your story of survival.

Many have aided in your cause.

But few know the truth.

You are a liar.

You and I both know you

have never been in a trap.

Nor have you ever been tested.

Today, these lies

will come full circle,

And you will learn if you truly

have what it takes to call yourself

a survivor.

The cage you find yourself in will

symbolizes your rebirth.

Joyce!

No!

Joyce!

No...

Please don't...

Over the next 60 minutes,

you must stay on the path

of learning and traverse

a series of obstacles

to obtain access to your wife,

who you have also deceived.

If you fail to reach her before

the clock runs out,

she will die.

No...

Live or die, Bobby.

Make your choice.

Bobby!

Help!

Let me out!

Bobby!

What's happening?

What's happening?

Another survivor of Jigsaw

just appeared.

While the city

still scared

with the murders of Jigsaw

information chilling

the last survivor

recall the consequences

physical and mental

that cause these deadly games.

This horrible event

what happened to me

at that moment,

that time

I had one thing

that I could take it all...

including pain.

Then I realized that even

had much to live.

Do not want to pay that.

That opened my eyes,

that moment full of terror

opened my eyes

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