I... I can hear you. Please, answer me!
Help me!
Please!
Help me.
Get me out of here, please.
Please help me.
Get me out of here!
Please!
Don't just stand there!
Help me!
Jeff, when the judge presiding over your case
sentenced your boy's murderer so lightly,
your soul never recovered.
Now you have the power to sentence his soul straight to Hell.
Or you can forgive.
The key that will free him is hidden inside your son's possessions...
Possessions you have clung to for far too long.
Now, if you flip the switch on the incinerator underneath you,
a fire will cleanse you of this obsession
and destroy them all,
leaving only the key remaining.
It is also the key that will bring you closer
to the man accountable for taking your child.
He doesn't have much time, Jeff.
Let the game begin.
Please, get me out of here.
Please!
What is that?
What's that sound?
I'm a criminal court judge, for Christ's sake!
You can't do this to me!
You don't remember me?
Well, maybe you remember Timothy Young?
He was the driver who killed my son.
You gave him six months!
Okay. All right.
We can talk about your case.
Obviously you want answers.
I can't give them to you like this.
This hurts!
You gave more for fuckin' parking tickets!
Listen to me.
I can see that you're in a great deal of pain,
but there are ways that we can have his sentence extended.
I can help you!
It's too late!
They let him go!
Don't become what he is!
Don't become a killer!
Please! I have a son, too.
Where are you going?
You gotta help me!
I'm so sorry!
Oh, God.
You're killing me!
Don't do this to me! I'm gonna die!
Fuck you!
Fuck you, you...
You gotta help me!
Shut the fuck up.
Help!
Come on!
He made it through the second test.
The judge is alive.
Faster than I expected.
All right, John, I need you to keep your head to the side
and keep still.
What's goin' on here is that your brain
is pushing against your skull.
I'm gonna try to relieve the pressure
by cutting away a little bit of your skull.
It should help you with your headaches
and drastically improve your motor skills.
Do you understand?
All too well.
All right, you're gonna feel some slight discomfort.
Are you gonna give him a general anesthetic?
For a procedure like this,
the patient needs to be fully alert.
Okay.
Amanda, I need you here.
Amanda.
All right, John, you're gonna feel some pressure.
Let's clamp this. Stop the bleeding.
Fill that syringe with alcohol from that bowl.
Hurry.
All right, John, I need you to keep your mouth closed.
You're gonna hear a lot of noise.
John, how you doin'
Never better.
All right.
All right, you're gonna hear a lot of ringing.
I need you to stay very still.
Here I go.
All right, John, I'm gonna remove the skull.
He's stabilized.
John, I need you to raise your hand
and flex your fingers.
John?
John, raise your hand... hand...
John, can you hear me?
What's happening?
John.
What's happening to him?
What's happening?
What's wrong?
Why isn't he moving?
Do something!
Please.
Stay with me, John.
Good.
- I love you. - I love you.
Breathe! Breathe, damn it.
Breathe, John.
I love...
Breathe.
I...
I love you.
You will give everything to me.
Every cell in your body.
Is that understood?
Yes.
The marks on your arms... they're from another life.
We'll leave that life behind.
When you go down that corridor...
there is no turning back.
Do you understand that?
Yes.
Then start with this.
Go.
Who is that?
Who's in there?
I'll kill you, you motherfucker!
Put his left leg in the shackle.
It's time to start our game.
What's that?
Slow my heart rate.
Relax my muscles.
It's time.
Close the door behind you.
He can't hear you.
He doesn't even know you're there.
Amanda.
Put... it... away.
Trust me.
Put it away.
Leave us alone.
Now.
You fucking freak.
I apologize for her behavior.
She swims in my sea.
In the end, she will be the closest
I've ever come to a connection,
to being understood.
But her emotion is also her... weakness.
Adam.
Come here.
I'm gonna help you.
I'm gonna free you.
Adam!
I'm so sorry about your son, Jeff.
But let me tell you something that I...
that I know for sure.
No sentence I gave him, not 500 years,
not even death, nothing, will take your pain away.
And vengeance doesn't solve anything.
It only makes the pain greater, Jeff.
What the... What the fuck?
Somebody, help me!
What the fuck?
Help.
What the fu... What the fuck are you doin'
Please help me.
Hello, Jeff.
If you are listening to this,
that means that the confrontation you so long dreamed of
is finally unfolding.
Do something!
In your head he is a cipher,
a symbol of your life changing,
a symbol of death.
I present him to you now as a simple human being.
His name is Timothy Young.
He's 27 years old,
a medical student with a mother and a father
just like you,
a man whose life also changed the day your son died.
That day he made a terrible mistake.
You believed he didn't pay for that mistake,
and now is your chance to make him pay.
The device Timothy is strapped to is my personal favorite.
I call it the rack.
The human body is a miraculous creation.
Ever wonder how far the arm can twist?
This device is going to start twisting.
There is a chance he might live, though, with your help.
Please...
To your right is a box.
At the back of the box is a key.
It's tied to the trigger of a shotgun.
The question you have to ask yourself is this...
Are you willing...
Have mercy!
...to take a bullet for the man who killed your son?
Does " Do unto others as you would have them do unto you"
apply here, Jeff?
Make your choice.
My God.
You've got to help him, Jeff!
Fuck me!
Please stop! Stop!
Stop! Please stop!
Jeff!
Just standing there you're an accomplice to murder!
Are you a murderer?
I've wanted to kill him every day.
Oh, my God!
For three years, I wanted to kill you.
Yeah, maybe I am.
You'll lose your family.
Oh, my God!
Your wife, your daughter.
I killed him.
Fuck!
Oh, God.
Okay.
Hold on, son.
Hold on. Don't give up.
Come on, son.
Oh, God! Oh, God!
Son.
Got the key.
Help me!
Stop!
I forgive him!
I forgive him! No!
No!
God!
God damn you!
Don't you think it would be wise
to engage me in conversation for your own sake?
I asked you to tell me about your husband.
It's like we're strangers now.
And?
The last time I saw him, we were so disconnected.
But now...
I'd give anything in the world...
...to see my husband.
Matrimony's always fascinated me.
Husbands barely able to look at their wives,
wives on their backs
in motel rooms with perfect strangers,
people who bear children only to neglect them.
Till death do us part, indeed.
I don't know what you think you know,
but my marriage has survived more suffering
than someone like you could ever grasp.
Suffering?
You haven't seen anything yet.
Someone like me? Who am I?
A monster.
A murderer.
I don't condone murder,
and I... despise murderers.
Please.
Please... let me go.
We're fine, Amanda.
We don't need you.
I said, we're fine.
If you make it through this, Lynn,
you're gonna thank me one day just as Amanda did.
Please, let me go.
I saved your life.
Maybe my life isn't the one you were saving after all.
Tell me about your daughter.
I understand she's quite a little athlete.
Or we could talk about your son.
What did you say?
Why are you living with the dead
when you have such a beautiful family,
a husband who is indeed alone,
a daughter who needs her mother,
patients who need a competent physician
who looks them in the eye
and treats them like human beings?
He's completed the third test.
Congratulations, Lynn.
You're free to go.
Yeah, but he's not all the way out yet.
Undo her collar, Amanda, and let her go.
No, he's not finished.
He's not all the way.
Amanda, Lynn is more important than you know.
Unlock her collar and let her go.
I said no.
Amanda, there are rules.
I said no!
She doesn't deserve to go free.
You promised.
I didn't promise you shit.
Amanda, even with that gun,
it is Lynn who holds your life in her hand.
Fuck you.
You give her control over me?
Fuck you!
I won't tell anyone. I promise I won't.
Please, I have a family.
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!
And stop fuckin' moving around!
And what about the other test subjects that we left alive?
Game over.
I'll fucking kill you!
What about them?
Was that how you felt about them?
Was that how you felt about Eric Matthews?
Eric Matthews.
Let me go.
I'll tell you how I felt about Eric Matthews.
Daniel!
Fuck.
Daniel!
Daniel?
Fuck!
Where's my son?
Where is he, you junkie bitch?
Where is he?
Tell me where he is.
Right fuckin' here.
You bitch!
You're nothin', bitch!
You're nothing!
You're not Jigsaw.
You're not Jigsaw, bitch!
You hear me?
You're nothing!
You're not Jigsaw, bitch.
You're nothin'
I'll fuckin' kill you!
No!
That's right.
I'm a murderer.
He took my life from me,
so I just returned the fuckin' favor.
No, Amanda, that's what you thought,
but I know different.
You left him for dead, didn't you?
Stop fucking with me.
But I cleaned up your mistakes.
I forgave you for them.
Let me go! Please!
What you do is no different than murder.
You torture people. You watch them die.
But now you're begging me not to kill this worthless bitch
on the grounds of some game?
You are walking us toward a precipice, Amanda.
Step back.
It's bullshit.
Nobody changes.
It's all a lie.
If you fail in this, we all fail.
Succeed, and we all succeed.
It's a lie!
I'll tell you, she hasn't changed,
because nobody fuckin' changes.
Nobody is reborn.
It's all bullshit!
It's all a fuckin' lie!
And I'm just a pawn in your stupid games.
I don't mean anything to you.
No, you mean everything to me.
Fuck you!
Our fates are linked.
I've tried to help you, Amanda.
So, help me!
Fix me!
Fix me, motherfucker!
I'm standin' right here.
Why is she so important to you?
She's not important to me.
She's important to you.
She's not important to me.
I beg you to reconsider that.
This is your last chance, Amanda.
She's nothing.
Your time's running out.
Now, you think about what you're doing.
Think about everything that you've done.
You think about what you promised me.
Think about our dreams.
Think about tomorrow.
Lynn?
Jeff! Jeff...
Lynn.
- Lynn. - Jeff.
You just destroyed four lives.
You just murdered Jeff's wife.
Baby.
Amanda.
It's okay.
This was your test...
...your game.
What do I want?
I want to play a game.
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?
I was testing you.
I took you in.
You will give everything to me.
Yes.
Every cell in your body.
I selected you for the honor of carrying on my life's work.
But you didn't.
That's right.
I'm a murderer.
I despise murderers.
You didn't test anyone's will to live.
Game over.
Instead you took away their only chance.
Your games were unwinnable.
Your subjects merely victims.
You.
There is no turning back.
Do you understand that?
In my desperation, I decided to give you one last chance.
So I put everything in place.
You chose her 'cause she's the best, right?
That's one reason I chose her.
You didn't know that Lynn and Jeff were husband and wife.
I had to keep that from you for the purposes of my game.
I had to leave out the ruined marriage,
the cheating wife,
the vengeful husband, the neglected daughter.
And I let you make your own choices.
I wanted you to succeed.
Amanda, put it away.
Trust me, even with that gun,
it's Lynn who holds your life in her hands.
She's not important to me.
I beg you to reconsider that.
Unlock her collar and let her go.
I said no!
The rules of our game have been made very clear.
You need to abide by those rules.
You couldn't.
God.
Game over.
You haven't learned anything tonight, have you?
Your rage and your vengeance will only hurt the ones you love.
Killing me will only add to your misery.
It will not bring back your son.
Think of your daughter, Jeff.
She needs you now more than ever.
You can't kill me, Jeff.
Your wife's dying, Jeff.
Her time's running out.
Jeff, do not miscalculate.
Your fate is in my hands.
Your wife's fate is in my hands.
I love you.
I'm taking you home. Okay?
Though you may not see any threat...
there are threats all around you.
Jeff, if you try to move your wife, she will die.
I can have an ambulance here in four minutes.
Would you like to take your wife out of here tonight?
Would you like to take her to safety?
Stay.
Stand and face me, Jeff.
- Stay with me, please. - Right now.
Would you like to get your life back?
Would you, Jeff?
I can make that happen.
Which is it, Jeff?
Come on... yes or no?
Yes.
What do you want?
One final test.
The rules are simple.
Over on that table, there's a host of vicious implements...
which you can use to exact your pound of flesh,
to take your vengeance,
to indulge your obsession.
Or you can choose to put your vengeance aside,
and you can forgive.
You can forgive me for the pain
that I've caused you and your wife tonight.
Jeff.
Which is it gonna be, Jeff?
Honey, don't do it.
Jeff...
It's up to you.
I need you.
Live or die, Jeff?
Make our choice.
I forgive you.
Jeff...
Jeff. Jeff!
Jeff, no.
I forgive you.
Hello, Jeff.
I made this tape as an insurance policy, if you will.
Jeff!
And if you're listening to it, then it's time to collect.
I was your final test of forgiveness.
And if you are listening to this,
then you failed.
Now you must pay the price...
the price for living for nothing but vengeance.
Now I will give you something to live for.
I told you that you couldn't kill me, Jeff,
but I didn't tell you why,
and the answer is simple.
I am the person responsible for the loss of your child.
I am the only person who knows where your daughter is.
She only has a limited supply of air, Jeff,
and if you want to get her back,
you'll have to play a game.
Jeff!