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I don't know.

You want to live, don't you?

What about the timer?

Must mean something.

I have no idea. I don't know

why we're here.

We're here because of your father.

Ms. Jenkins.

Please, this will only take a second.

We can help each other.

What makes you think you can

come to my door like this?

Because I found something

you'll want to see.

Go on.

Where did you get this?

It was at the location where John died.

Does it mean anything to you?

No.

Goodbye, Ms. Jenkins.

If you think of anything.

I want to thank you for

sponsoring this party, William,

And I know how much the clinic appreciates it.

John Kramer.

William Easton. Kramer.

You're Jill's husband, right?

I am.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Sounds like we're in

a similar business, John.

Oh, yeah? How's that?

Well, you try to predict people's behavior.

So do I.

People count on us for coverage,

and we have to analyze each person

for the probability of success.

How do you do that?

Well, it's a formula.

It's pretty complicated, actually,

but in essence...

it breaks down to monthly payments,

multiplied by lifespan,

minus the probability of illness,

and if its sum is positive,

we consider coverage.

Who devised that formula?

Me.

So, in a sense...

you choose who lives or dies?

No, I, uh... No, I'd say I decide

which people have the potential

to live long, healthy lives.

But you're not taking into consideration

the most important human element of all.

Which is what?

The will to live.

Until a person is faced with death,

it's impossible to tell

whether they have what it takes to survive.

F*** that!

Sh*t!

Hello, William.

Standing on the platforms behind me

are two of your colleagues.

One is your file clerk:

A healthy man with no relatives or relations.

The other, a middle-aged woman

with a family history of diabetes.

According to your policy, your secretary is older,

and weaker, and therefore, less worthy to survive.

But you know the loss that

she will be to her family,

while young Allen will disappear

without a blip on the world's radar.

Only one can exit this room,

and the choice of whom falls upon you.

You must let go of the one to

save the life of the other.

As you can see, the choice is not so clear

when you're face-to-face with

the people whose blood will stain your hands.

Let the game begin.

Wait! Wait!

No! I won't do it! I won't do this!

I won't do this!

Help me!!

It's a business!

No! I'm not going to do it!

I'm not going to do it!

I'm not going to do it!

Stop it!!

Help me...please..

S..Stop it...

I'm sorry. I'm sorry...

Thank you. Thank you!

You try and find a way out of here, Addy.

I have to keep going. Be careful.

Why not throw acid on the bars

iron corrode?

With what they threw it on the bars?

With your hands?

What are you looking at?

Thought ...

Look at that mirror.

What?

Somebody's watching from behind the glass.

What do you want?

Why are you doing this?

Somebody help me, please.

Please help me.

Hello, Pamela.

You've sensationalized my life,

twisting the truth

and exploiting my message

for your benefit.

Hoffman.

It's Erickson.

We found the Seth Baxter tape.

Yeah?

But there was something else

we wanted to discuss with you.

What's that?

Better to talk about it in person.

It's, uh, time sensitive.

I'll be right there.

The device Timothy is strapped

to is my personal favorite.

I call it The Rack.

Last-minute tweaks?

Told you he'd f*** with it.

If you switch the gear ratio,

you have to change the gear

grease to match the increased friction.

Maybe you should stick to the heavy lifting.

You need five weight. It's in the gun.

Check with me next time.

How many next times are there gonna be?

However many there needs to be.

That's a human being.

Do you like how brutality feels, Mark?

Let's be honest.

You want him to suffer

just as much as I do.

So when's your test, detective?

I don't need one.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Because I... didn't take my life for granted.

You're still dragging

your knuckles on the ground.

What do you know about life?

Get used to me,

cause I'm not going anywhere.

You sure about that?

Time is short.

You okay?

Now it's time to get

Dr. Denlon from the hospital.

Ok.

I'll take you back.

Go.

I'll be quick.

Why'd you come here?

John.

Please, stop.

Don't do this.

I promise you

when all this is done

I will provide a way out for you.

don't you that, time was now.

I have something for you.

What is it?

You will discover that in it's time ...

you know , what to do.

final decision.

I came to talk to you, Will, because

I've found a treatment for my cancer

that I think holds a lot of promise,

but my requests for coverage

have all been turned down.

So I was hoping that maybe

if I came and explained it to you,

that you might be able to get

that overturned for me.

Well, the buck starts here,

John,Fire away.

This is a doctor in Norway

He's got a 30-40%

success rate with gene therapy

He injects what he calls suicide genes

into cancerous tumor cells,

then any inactive form of a toxic

drug is administered and it...

Yes, I'm familiar with the therapy

you're talking about.

Right.

And a new trial's starting.

He's looking for new patients,

-and he seems to think that I'm the perfect candidate.

-John,

if your primary physician, Dr. Gordon,

thought you were a suitable candidate,

he would have pursued it.

Dr. Gordon is a specialist, you know.

He's making money on his specialty.

He's not a thinker,I mean, the man has his hand on

the doorknob half the time that I'm there..

I'm going to be straight with you.

At your age, and with

the development of your cancer,

it's simply not feasible for your--

Wait, wait, wait.

What's unfeasible?

By whose mathematical

equation is this not feasible?

It's policy, John.

It's policy.

And if you go outside the system to seek out

this treatment, which has been deemed ineffective,

you will be in breach of policy

and dropped from coverage completely.

I'm sorry.

Did you know that in the Far East,

people pay their doctors when they're healthy.

When they're sick,

they don't have to pay.

So basically, they end up

paying for what they want,

not what they don't want.

We've got it all ass-backwards, here.

These politicians, they say the same thing,

over and over and over again.

Healthcare decisions should be made

by doctors and their patients,

not by the government.

Oh, now I know they're not made by doctors

and their patients or by the government.

They're made by the f***in' insurance companies.

Piranha.

John...

Please. If you do this,

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