Saw II Page #2

Well, I haven't looked

at the monitors for some time...

so it'd be hard for me to say.

But I would imagine that, um...

he's cowering in a corner

with a look on his face...

- You motherf***er!

- No, Eric. Wait.

You motherf***er!

Where is he? Where is he?!

Where is he? That's a problem

you're gonna have to solve...

before it's too late.

He has about two hours...

before the gas creeping

into his nervous system...

begins to break down

his body tissue...

and he begins to bleed

from every orifice he has.

Oh, yes. There will be blood.

Tell me where he is.

He's in a safe place.

Eric.

I need a phone.

Eric, just listen to me

for a second.

Just give me a phone!

Look, everything about this

fits his profile.

I need to be sure.

You've reached Daniel's phone.

He's not in right now.

But if you'd leave...

I'm sorry.

We have something

counting down over here.

Get me bomb squad now.

Hey.

Hey, wake up.

Hey.

Can you hear me?

She's still breathing.

What is this, house arrest?

- We in jail?

- No. This ain't jail, man.

Yeah, you done a lot of time?

Yeah. Too much.

Somebody open the f***ing door!

I don't think

anybody's listening.

Damn. What the f*** is this?

Somebody's listening.

No.

Those types of cameras

don't have sound.

F***!

F***!

How do you just wake up in a room

and have no idea where you are?

I guess you never

been drunk before.

I've been drunk.

I spent three years at college.

Drunk... this isn't drunk.

This is kidnapping.

Look, I saw this movie

on TV last week.

This guy, he was a reporter,

and he goes into this war zone, right?

He goes to sleep in his hotel room

the first night.

Bam! He wakes up

the next morning.

He's in a cell with no windows

and no light.

And he spent nine years

in that room.

Nine years? Man, that's nothing.

Get over it.

What do you mean, get over it?

I mean stop bitching about it

and let's do something.

I think we should all

just calm down.

Shut up! Shut up!

I hear something.

What is it?

It's ticking. I hear ticking.

Hey. Hey. Hey. Calm down.

Calm down. What's your name?

Amanda.

- Where am I?

- I don't know.

Nobody knows. We all just

woke up here like you.

No! No!

- No!

- It's OK.

No!

F***!

What?

What are you looking for?

What is this?

Everything you need to know

is on this.

Greetings and welcome.

I trust that you are all

wondering where you are.

I can assure you that,

while your location is not important...

what these walls offer for you

is important...

salvation, if you earn it.

Three hours from now,

the door to this house will open.

Unfortunately,

you only have two hours to live.

Right now you are breathing in

a deadly nerve agent.

You've been breathing it

since you arrived here.

Those of you familiar

with the Tokyo subway attacks...

will know its devastating

effects on the human body.

The only way to overcome it

and walk out that door...

is to find an antidote.

Several are hidden

around this house.

One is inside the safe

in front of you.

You all possess

the combination to the safe.

Think hard.

The numbers are in

the back of your mind.

The clues of their order

can be found over the rainbow.

Once you realize

what you all have in common...

you will be in a better understanding

of why you're here.

"X" marks the spot for that clue,

so look carefully.

Let the game begin.

- Who is this?

- What does he mean, gas?

And how did you know

where to find this?

This is bullshit.

"Do not attempt to use this key

on the door to this room."

F*** this, man.

Yeah, f*** this.

That's a good idea.

No, no. That's not a good idea.

So what are we gonna do, huh?

Sit here?

The note said

not to use the key.

Who gives a sh*t

about the note, all right?

This is all a f***in'

big goddamn joke.

And I'm about to end it.

You better start talking

right now.

- What is this?

- It's a game.

Ain't no f***in' game!

My man just got his head blown off!

- He's testing us.

- Who's testing us?

- Jigsaw.

- Who the hell is Jigsaw?

You don't watch

the f***in' news?

- No. Who is he?

- He's a serial killer.

No, he's not. He's testing us.

He wants us to survive this.

But you have to play

by the f***ing rules!

I'm gonna ask you again.

How do you know all this?

Because I've played before.

I want a tech team

in here now.

Find out where that feed

is coming from.

What do you want with me?

A little of your time,

detective.

I don't have any time.

You asked me what I wanted,

and I told you.

Believe me when I tell you

your son is in a lot of trouble.

And what if I give you

a little bit of my time, what then?

I only want to talk to you.

Everyone else must leave.

Those are my conditions.

No. It's a crime scene,

nobody leaves.

They don't have to leave the building,

they just have to leave this area...

long enough for me

to talk to you.

If you agree to that,

then you will see your son again.

If I don't see my son again...

I swear to God,

I'll rip your f***in' head off.

I don't intend

to mock you, officer...

but I'm a cancer patient.

How could you possibly

put me in any more pain...

than I'm already in?

Just get them here now.

All right,

tech team's on the way.

Should have your signal traced

within an hour, maybe two.

He said he wants to talk to me alone.

Well, maybe you should talk to him.

Well, f*** that.

Five minutes, old-school method.

He's not gonna respond to

the phone book treatment, you know that.

Don't underestimate

a tried and true method here.

I am the one who's been working

on this case from day one.

I have been spending every

waking moment piecing it together.

Maybe that's why you ain't got

a goddamn family for yourself...

and you can't understand

what this man is going through.

Look...

I don't want to talk to him.

Listen, you already lost

your son one time before...

because you got involved with me.

It's not gonna happen again.

This is bullshit.

What are we gonna do?

Just humor him,

buy us a little more time.

We can win this, Eric.

We can beat him.

All right.

Find an antidote.

Several are hidden

around this house.

One is inside the safe

in front of you.

You all possess

the combination to the safe.

Think hard. The numbers

are in the back of your mind.

Think hard. The numbers

are in the back of your mind.

The clues of their order

can be found...

Sh*t.

Hey, wait a minute.

Where you going?

I'm gonna find an antidote,

and I'm gonna get out of here.

What? Antidote?

You been in the joint.

You talked to the guards

that run the chambers.

You know there ain't no antidote

for this sh*t.

Look at this.

The doors are locked.

Hear that? It's wood.

Plus, dog, it's not a fortress,

it's a f***ing house.

All I'm saying is

let's just take our time...

and come up with a game plan.

Well, you come up

with a game plan.

All right?

I'm gettin' out of here.

Look.

- You OK?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

I wouldn't do that if I was you.

You don't know what's behind

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