Jigsaw (2017) quotes, page 2

Eleanor': Supposedly, John Kramer have built this game that takes place before the others. They found the plans in his lab, (blows a cigarette) I built it myself. Got them from some guy on the internet. Rumor is, not only did John built this, he built one.

Logan Nelson

Well, I'm sorry to disappoint, but none of John Kramer's victims died by a machine like this. The wheels don't match the design.

Well maybe the bodies were never found.

Logan Nelson

Well maybe they never were. Maybe someone's playing games with you. What are you doing with all this stuff? You need to get rid of it now.

Confess.

Hello, Edgar. You're about to play a game. Five lives are in your hands. Follow my instructions exactly.

Hello, Gentlemen. You came looking for the game. Congratulations: you've found it. You are the final two players. You may recognize the device around your collar, Doctor Nelson. These laser cutters slice through tissue and bone like butter. The most powerful blade on the planet. You both have an opportunity to live. All you need to do is confess. It's that easy. If you admit to the reason that you deserve to die, you can escape death. I will be listening. Make your choice. The game will select one of you to begin in sixty seconds. Unless, of course, someone chooses to go first.

Hello, Mitch. You've admitted to selling a boy a motorcycle. But you've not told the entire story, have you? Six hundred dollars for a bike that you listed in 'excellent condition', even though you knew the brakes were faulty. You took his six hundred bucks... and in return, you delivered him to his end. He was my nephew, and he never hurt anyone. The device you see here has a unique power source: It has the same engine that graced the bike you sold my nephew. However, I assure you the brake lever for this one works perfectly. Avoid the dangers around you. Hit the motorcycle brake handle, and the motor will stop. Live or die, Mitch. The choice is yours.

I'm sure you're all wondering why you're here. You deny culpability, no doubt, for the circumstances in which you find yourselves. Salvation can be yours if you cleanse yourselves of the habitual lies which have brought you here. Lies that you have told yourselves, lies which have brutalized others. Confess. The truth will set you free. But any attempt to violate my rules will kill you. I want to play a game... First, an offering of blood, no matter how little, will give you a green light to escape from this room with your lives. If you can release yourself from your demons, you can shed the chains that those demons bring with them. Make the simple blood sacrifice that I've requested, or face severe consequences. The choice is yours.

In the past, you have all put your own interests above others and then lied to yourselves and decieved the world about your callousness, your larceny, your criminality. Now, you will look in the mirror, and you will face who you really are. The choices you have made may cost you your life. You cannot escape the truth. There is, however, one person who can help you: Ryan. If he pulls the lever before you're buried alive, you will live. Ryan, free yourself to free them.

The games have begun again. And they will not stop until the sins against the innocent are atoned for. I will take care of the next four. You take care of the rest.

There are no shortcuts in life. Please forgive the rather crude example I will make of your decision to not follow the rules. Pull the handle, and you will be set free.

While I am certain there is a desire to point fingers at me for the blood that has been shed, unless you turn that finger inward, I assure you, more blood will be lost, and all will be judged. We will begin with one -- one who is not only a liar, but a thief. A purse snatcher. And when you had a chance to fix the harm that you had done, you chose to do nothing. Now it is you who could die without the right medication. While unconscious, this deceiver among you, this criminal, was injected with a poison. One of the syringes in front of you holds the antidote. One is a saline solution. The other? An acid that will cause an excruciating death. Inject the correct one, and your chains will be released. Failure to make the right choice could result in death for you all. I ask you: What is a life worth to you?

Your turn, Detective.

Logan Nelson

Cell phone's off for a reason, Halloran.

Detective Halloran

Edgar Munson's in a **** coma, how could he have just disappeared? He's still breathing.

Logan Nelson

I speak for the dead.

Logan Nelson

Jigsaw put five people in his game. I put in three; you and I are the last two. I wanted to see if I was as worthy as him. As... talented.