Saw II

Help!

Anyone! Help!

Hello, Michael.

I want to play a game.

So far, in what could loosely

be called your life...

you've made a living

watching others.

Society would call you

an informant, a rat, a snitch.

I call you unworthy

of the body you possess...

of the life

that you've been given.

Now, we will see if you are

willing to look inward...

rather than outward...

To give up the one thing

you rely on...

in order to go on living.

The device around your neck

is a death mask.

The mask is on a spring timer.

If you do not locate

the key in time...

the mask will close.

Think of it

like a Venus flytrap.

What you are looking at

right now is your own body...

not more than two hours ago.

- Oh, f***.

- Don't worry.

You're sound asleep

and can't feel a thing.

Taking into account that you are

at a great disadvantage here...

I am going to give you a hint

as to where I've hidden the key.

So listen carefully.

The hint is this...

it's right before your eyes.

How much blood will you shed

to stay alive, Michael?

Live or die. Make your choice.

Who the f*** are you?

Who the f*** are you?!

Who the f*** are you?!

No!

No more!

Someone help me!

F***!

Do it!

F***!

Help me!

Please! Please!

F***!

Please!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

- 'Scuse me.

- Help you?

Here for Daniel Mathews.

Sign these.

Thanks.

Let's go, Daniel.

Took you long enough.

I'm sorry I didn't have it

penciled in on my schedule.

They're gonna press charges,

you know.

Yeah. They're a**holes.

Course they are.

You stole from them.

This works out great

for me, though.

Your mother gets to keep custody,

I get to take you into custody.

What is it with you?

You a tough guy

'cause you steal now?

Please, save me

the after school special.

- Why are you such a cop 24/7?

- Hey, it's called being a father.

Trust me,

you're better at being a cop.

I just think I should go

back to Mom's early.

- What did you say?

- What, can you not hear me?

No, I can't hear you.

Say it again.

I think I should go

back to Mom's...

Well, then go!

Jesus.

Hey, this is Daniel.

Leave a message.

It's Dad. Sorry about yesterday.

Look, I haven't heard from you.

Would you give me

a call, please?

Daniel.

I'm sorry, sarge.

I thought you were my son.

Yeah. I'll be right there.

What do you got?

County asbestos cleaners

were working on a deadline.

One of them finds a body,

calls it in.

Says that this whole section's

been abandoned for two years.

Spotted people

down here, though.

- Who?

- Well, homeless, mostly.

Bunch of kids held a rave

in the boiler room about two months back.

Get an estimate

on the time of death?

Forensics just got here.

But it was the arriving officer

who called it in as your buddy.

He wasn't my buddy,

he was an informant.

This officer I.D.'d him

just by looking at him?

Well, he wasn't positive.

That's why I wanted you here.

All right.

Let me get a look at his face.

I'll tell you in two seconds

if it's him or not.

Therein lies the problem.

Yeah, that's Mike.

When were you gonna

tell me about that?

Thought you'd want to see it

for yourself.

OK. Well, I saw it.

I'll have to admit

it's a little early, but...

so far, everything matches

Jigsaw's pattern.

I can see that.

What do you want with me?

Let's just pretend for a second

that this is new to us, all right?

Can you think of anyone

that would want to do this to your guy?

Well, he's an informant, Kerry.

You want a list of possible suspects?

Grab a phone book.

Crackhead county punks

don't have engineering degrees.

Now, I'd say that

our cause of death here...

narrows that list down

just a little bit, wouldn't you?

Sure. And you're the expert.

Look closer, Detective Mathews.

At what?

Ask whoever wrote it.

Hello, Michael.

I want to play a game.

So far, in what could loosely

be called your life...

you have made a living

watching others.

You know, you and that guy

have a lot in common, Kerry.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

Both like playing games

with people.

Excuse me?

Don't ever pull some sh*t like that again

on me at a crime scene.

Look, I'm not the one

taunting you. He is.

Doesn't mean I have

to take the bait.

Besides, I got

a full caseload as it is.

A bunch of desk errands

and sh*t work.

Yeah, well, between that,

I.A. Breathing down my neck...

my son's budding criminal career,

and my wife's f***ing divorce lawyers...

I'd say my hands are pretty full,

wouldn't you?

Yeah. Look, I'm sorry.

I was hoping, maybe,

that I could bring you in on this one.

We're not partners anymore, Kerry.

Forget that we're not partners,

what about the fact...

that this guy wrote your f***ing name

on the wall, huh?

He asked for you.

It's not the first time

some psychopath called me out.

All right. What about the fact

that I'm asking?

Can't help you.

- Wow.

- You're the Jigsaw expert.

When did you stop being a cop?

Look closer, Detective Mathews.

This guy wrote your f***ing name

on the wall.

Look closer, Detective Mathews.

He asked for you.

All right, fellas. Listen up.

These are the best entry points.

They're the ones

with direct street frontage...

vehicle access, and good cover.

Now remember...

we're doing this

in broad daylight.

We don't want to scare

any civilians.

I've been there before,

I know the location.

Just bust in there...

and scare the sh*t out of anyone

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