Saw II Page #4

big goddamn joke.

And I'm about to end it.

You better start talking

right now.

- What is this?

- It's a game.

Ain't no f***in' game!

My man just got his head blown off!

- He's testing us.

- Who's testing us?

- Jigsaw.

- Who the hell is Jigsaw?

You don't watch

the f***in' news?

- No. Who is he?

- He's a serial killer.

No, he's not. He's testing us.

He wants us to survive this.

But you have to play

by the f***ing rules!

I'm gonna ask you again.

How do you know all this?

Because I've played before.

I want a tech team

in here now.

Find out where that feed

is coming from.

What do you want with me?

A little of your time,

detective.

I don't have any time.

You asked me what I wanted,

and I told you.

Believe me when I tell you

your son is in a lot of trouble.

And what if I give you

a little bit of my time, what then?

I only want to talk to you.

Everyone else must leave.

Those are my conditions.

No. It's a crime scene,

nobody leaves.

They don't have to leave the building,

they just have to leave this area...

long enough for me

to talk to you.

If you agree to that,

then you will see your son again.

If I don't see my son again...

I swear to God,

I'll rip your f***in' head off.

I don't intend

to mock you, officer...

but I'm a cancer patient.

How could you possibly

put me in any more pain...

than I'm already in?

Just get them here now.

All right,

tech team's on the way.

Should have your signal traced

within an hour, maybe two.

He said he wants to talk to me alone.

Well, maybe you should talk to him.

Well, f*** that.

Five minutes, old-school method.

He's not gonna respond to

the phone book treatment, you know that.

Don't underestimate

a tried and true method here.

I am the one who's been working

on this case from day one.

I have been spending every

waking moment piecing it together.

Maybe that's why you ain't got

a goddamn family for yourself...

and you can't understand

what this man is going through.

Look...

I don't want to talk to him.

Listen, you already lost

your son one time before...

because you got involved with me.

It's not gonna happen again.

This is bullshit.

What are we gonna do?

Just humor him,

buy us a little more time.

We can win this, Eric.

We can beat him.

All right.

Find an antidote.

Several are hidden

around this house.

One is inside the safe

in front of you.

You all possess

the combination to the safe.

Think hard. The numbers

are in the back of your mind.

Think hard. The numbers

are in the back of your mind.

The clues of their order

can be found...

Sh*t.

Hey, wait a minute.

Where you going?

I'm gonna find an antidote,

and I'm gonna get out of here.

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