Saw 3D: The Final Chapter Page #3

two chemicals that share that property.

Man, I'm sorry.

I could not get the camera to work.

Man, don't trip, all right? It's not your fault.

You didn't do nothing.

It's about time somebody

put them fools on notice.

The time is now.

Yo, Bradley, let me holler at you.

- What's up?

- Look, man, you better leave my boy alone.

You better watch it.

You will not be afraid.

You will not be afraid.

When the time comes,

you will not be afraid.

Can I help you, Dad?

Dad, I left a letter in my room

explaining everything.

You don't have to worry about me.

I'll be okay.

I know you'll be mad,

but I did what I thought was right.

Anyway, I know you'll be fine,

and Mom, she'll be okay with you there.

Okay, then. Bye.

- How's this?

- Perfect.

- How many RSVP'd to the party?

- Everyone.

I knew we could use their egos

to our advantage.

It's gonna be a night they'll never forget.

- We'll be Internet legends.

- Yeah.

Hey, come check this out.

- Sweet mother of Jesus.

- Check this.

That is hard core.

I think I know what hell is.

Hell is waking up every day

believing that the suffering

you're doing in life has meaning.

That somehow, if you endure it,

you gain valuable lessons.

The truth is, sometimes you just suffer.

There is no meaning.

We're just pawns

in a sick game of random chance.

Chaos.

My hell, silence.

The kind of silence

that makes your ears ring.

Be glad for it.

Mine's listening to my mom and dad

fight day after day.

Crashing plates.

Screeching tires.

Crying.

I f***ing hate the crying.

I could use some silence.

Think we're going to hell?

No.

We've suffered enough.

We're doing God's work,

as far as I'm concerned.

Bring some justice into the world.

I can't wait.

I've been more at peace

ever since we first talked about this.

We'll all be at peace tomorrow.

Amongst other things.

- I'm not gonna go.

- Why?

Because I don't feel good and I feel fat.

Heather, you're such a drama queen.

You look great.

Well, yeah, but I really don't feel good.

- And my stomach hurts.

- I told you not to eat that burger.

Red meat is for people who don't care

how they look, not hot chicks like us.

I think I'm gonna die.

If you don't go, we don't go.

Come on, you'll feel way better

after a night of drinking and hot sex.

Okay, but if the party's lame,

we can leave early, right?

Honey, that's what the dream police do.

We break up bad parties.

Come on, let's go turn some heads.

Crap, I don't see anybody.

I know we're at the right place.

It's Edgar and Matty.

Hey, Nadya.

- What's up, guys?

- Tommy, what's up?

How's it going? Pirates, huh?

Lord,

we understand what we're about to do.

And with one sign from you, right now,

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