Saw III Page #2
clinical way
of saying I'm a dead man walking.
Looking at me,
how long would you say I have left?
I'd have to examine you.
Even then,
a frontal lobe tumor is unpredictable.
The growth depends on the rate of mitosis
versus apoptosis--
I'm sorry, but there's all this crude
causing you to believe
that you're still inside a hospital.
No.
Then why are you speaking to me
in that graduate school
medical jargon?
Look at me!
Now, you look at me.
I asked you a simple question.
Based on your experience,
how long do you think I have left?
It's not a simple answer.
Based on your file,
I'd say... not long.
Death is a surprise party.
Unless, of course,
you're already dead on the inside.
Unless you're the type of person
who swallows antidepressants
to hide the pain, huh?
Turns their back on their husband.
Neglects their child.
Who has every possible
advantage in life
but chooses not to advance.
What do you want from me?
What do I want?
I want to play a game.
The rules of the game are simple.
The consequences
for breaking them are great.
Death.
You're being tested.
Your will is being tested.
Your will to keep someone alive.
Can you do that?
Can you follow the rules
and grant someone the gift of life?
What is this?
No! Get it--
No! No! What is this!
What are you doing to me?
The device that you're wearing
is linked to my heart rate monitor.
The second that heart rate monitor flatlines
or you move out of range,
an explosion will go off in that collar.
Your life and my life
will end simultaneously.
Please.
Please don't do this to me.
I have a family.
I have a family.
Let me give you
the simple version.
You will keep him alive,
whatever it takes.
No excuses.
No equivocations.
No crying.
What do you mean,
keep him alive?
Out there, on those screens,
we have another test subject.
A man.
He will face a series of tests.
You have to keep John alive
until he makes it through.
If he completes all of his tests
and John is still breathing,
then I will remove your collar...
and you're free to go.
You're a vital piece
of my puzzle, Dr. Denlon.
A critical part of what could be
my final test.
Amanda,
it's time to start our game.
Help!
Hello!
Hello, Jeff.
Over the past few years,
you have become a shell
of your former self...
consumed with hatred
and vengeance.
Vengeance against the drunk driver
who killed your only son.
Vengeance against the killer,
who to your surprise and dismay,
was set free after a hasty trial.
Today, however,
it is you who will be put on trial.
you will have to face a series of tests.
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