Saw IV
Subject's name is John Kramer.
52 year old man, Caucasian.
He's seen better days.
We have a recent rectangular transection
to the left occipital.
Some kind of backdoor brain surgery.
Let's check the stomach.
What the hell...
Get homicide here. Now!
Where is it?
It was in his stomach.
Cut it out.
Are you there, Detective?
If so, you're probably the last man standing.
Now, perhaps you will succeed where the
others have failed.
You think you will walk away untested?
I promise that my work will continue.
You think it's over just because I'm dead?
It's not over. The games have just begun.
My eyes!
My eyes..
Who's there?
Talk to me.
What are you doing? Talk to me!
Talk to me!
Stop it!
Stop!
Stop it!
What're you doing to me?
What'd I do? Help!
Who's doing this to me?
Help!
Just get away from me!
What'd I do?
Help me!
Right side clear. Left side clear.
Clear.
In position.
Standing by.
Hold right there.
I see movement.
We have a device.
You get eyes in there before you go in.
Get some eyes in here.
Moving now.
Doorway's clear.
It's Kerry!
Rigg! Rigg, don't do that.
Kerry!
It's not secure!
Rigg, I said no!
Kerry!
Stop him!
Do not go through that door!
Kerry!
Sh*t...
Get me the Coroner's office.
Copy.
Somebody get those rats off her.
Cut her down.
You know I can't do that.
I said cut her down, please.
Are you trying to get yourself killed?
You know never to go through
an unsecured door, ever.
Thought she was still alive.
Thought I could save her.
Did you ever think that we would
end up here, when we first started?
No.
Didn't see it happening like this.
Why the hell do we still do it?
It's in our nature to save them.
It's what we do.
Right. Cherish your life.
What?
The f***ing motto. We're supposed to
cherish our lives.
Well how the hell are we supposed to
do that when this is our life?
We chose this. You go home.
Hoffman, there are two agents here to see you.
Copy.
Detective Hoffman?
Yeah?
I'm Special Agent Lindsey Perez. This is
How can I help the FBI?
We're here about Detective Kerry. She
was our liaison.
"Open the door and you will find me."
What?
What's this?
The key that came from our last
message from Detective Kerry.
"Open the door and you will find me"
mean anything to you?
No.
Where's the body?
Crime scene photographer's flash
picked up this bullet casing.
It was lodged between the body
and the device.
Run it for prints.
Give us the room a minute, would you?
Thanks.
The lock was open.
She couldn't get out.
It was constructed for her execution.
Betrayed the rules.
Not a Jigsaw trap, then.
No.
Amanda Young, the accomplice-
This wasn't done by Amanda Young.
Excuse me?
Detective Kerry weighed approximate 130lbs.
Amanda Young's arrest report has her at 107,
she couldn't get her up there alone.
John Kramer was-
Bedridden cancer patient?
He's brains, not brawn.
He was also an engineer. He could've
rigged pulleys that-
Or, someone else could've helped them.
Special Agent, if you're here for any other
reason than just to assist.
We're here to find the person your
department couldn't, Detective.
The one helping Jigsaw and Amanda Young.
Excuse me.
We found a harlequin doll in your possession.
What's that about?
It's a toy.
Kids play with toys, that's all that is.
How about the tricycle?
The tricycle is from John's youth.
A grown man has a tricycle his whole life?
I'm sure you've kept things that
were important to you.
Look, Mrs. Tuck. Is there any reason we should
be concerned for your safety?
Perhaps, you should be more
concerned for yourself.
Why don't you tell me everything you know about
John and let's start at the beginning.
John's life defies chronology and linear description.
So, why don't we start at the end and
let's work our way backwards.
I represent Mrs. Tuck-
She knows something.
I thought you were going home.
You have a vacation time, right?
Take it.
Finish the remodeling, spend
some time with Tracy.
She understands.
Then don't take it for granted.
Eric's been missing for six months, Kerry
was gone for four days.
I can only be as optimistic as the facts allow.
Yeah, well I'm in it until I find him.
Finding his body's not going to vindicate us.
Finding him alive will.
It's time to let go.
I want you to go home.
I'll call you later to make sure
everything's okay.
Who's he?
Lieutenant Rigg, our SWAT commander.
What's his problem?
Everyone around him keeps dying.
What's it say?
It says I tried calling you four times. It says dinner is
in the fridge and at the bottom it says I love you.
I need to help my mom for a few
days. Just come with me, okay? Now.
I can't.
You can... but you won't.
What you can't do is save everyone.
Tracy...
Tracy, please, listen to me...
John Kramer owned a company called
No irony in that, huh?
What was Rigg watching?
Jill Tuck's interrogation.
She was Jigsaw's ex.
It's old.
Why's a SWAT guy watching that?
Strahm... I really think we should tell Hoffman
what Detective Kerry said in her last message.
She said two officers might be in danger but
until we know who we're not causing a panic.
If Detective Hoffman or anyone else in this precinct
is in danger I think they should know it.
Not your call.
Making any progress?
We're fine, thanks.
Hey boss. Looks like another doctor went
missing from the hospital.
Thanks, I'll check it out.
If you need me, call my cell. Coffee
machine's around the corner.
Boy or girl?
Girl.
I didn't know you were married.
I'm not. It's a short story, believe me.
Tracy.
Tracy?
Sh*t...
Hello, Officer Rigg.
Welcome to your rebirth.
F***...
For years, you stood by and witnessed as
your colleagues have fallen.
You have remained untouched while
Eric Matthews has disappeared.
But with your survival came your obsession.
Obsession to stop those around you from
making the wrong choices.
Thus, preventing you from making the right ones.
You wanted to save everyone.
Tonight, I give you the opportunity to face your
obsession.
Look closely. Eric Matthews is still alive.
Eric...
The block of ice he stands upon is melting.
He has but ninety minutes to save himself.
Detective Hoffman's fate is linked to Eric's survival.
Heed my warning, Officer Rigg.
Their lives hang in the balance of your obsession.
Will you learn how to let go
and truly save them?
The choice is yours.
Jesus...
Take off the mask and put your hands in the air.
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