N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

View Quote (Last words) No,no,no no,no,no,no,no,no,no!
View Quote Daniel: Amanda, you said you survived this, right?
Amanda: I what?
Daniel: This, guy, whoever's doing it, you said that you've played before and you survived.
Amanda: [Flips over a couch] Yeah.
Daniel: So that means we could survive?
Amanda: Maybe.
Daniel: Amanda, why did he pick you?
Amanda: Because I was a ****ing junkie. And the funny thing is, I passed his little test.
Daniel: If you passed his test, then why are you back here?
Amanda: I wasn't being very good to myself.
Daniel: How long have you, um...?
Amanda: I started in jail.
Daniel: What were you arrested for?
Amanda: Possession. [Walks up a staircase]
Daniel: But I thought you said that...
Amanda: Maybe you should talk to the cop who arrested me.
View Quote Daniel: I just think I should go back to Mom's early.
Eric Matthews: What did you say?
Daniel: What, can you not hear me?
Eric Matthews: No, I can't hear you. Say it again.
Daniel: [Slowly] I think I should go back to Mom's--
Eric Matthews: Well, then go!
View Quote Daniel: Took you long enough.
Eric Matthews: [Sarcastically] I'm sorry. I didn't have it penciled in on my schedule.
View Quote Eric Matthews: What the **** is that?! Hey! HEY! WHAT THE **** IS THAT?!
John: It's your son Daniel. You remember him, don't you?
Eric Matthews: I know who he is, you piece of shit! What's he doing on that ****ing monitor?!
John: Well, I haven't looked at the monitors for some time, so it would be hard for me to say, but I would imagine he's cowering in a corner with a look on his face--
Eric Matthews: You mother****er! [Runs forward - Rigg restrains him] You mother****er! Where is he?! WHERE IS HE?!
John: Where is he? That's a problem you're gonna have to solve before it's too late. He has about two hours before the gas creeping into his nervous system begins to break down his body tissue and he begins to bleed from every orifice he has. [Smiles] Oh, yes. There will be blood.
Eric Matthews: Tell me where he is.
John He's in a safe place.
View Quote Eric Matthews: Hey. This close enough?
Rigg: Get his ass out of here.
[Eric starts to leave]
John: Actually, I will need to remain here while you deal with your problem, Detective Matthews.
Eric Matthews: What problem?
John: The problem in that room.
View Quote Eric Matthews: Okay. Let's talk.
John: Sit down. [Eric grabs a chair and sits in it] I want to play a game. The rules are simple. All you have to do is sit here and talk to me, listen to me. [Eric puts a walkie-talkie on the floor] If you do that long enough, then you will find your son in a safe and secure state. We haven't been properly introduced. My name's John.
Eric Matthews: I thought you like to be called Jigsaw.
John: No. [Laughs] It was the police and the press who coined the nickname Jigsaw. I never encouraged or claimed that. The jigsaw piece that I cut from my subjects was only ever meant to be a symbol that that subject was missing something. A vital piece of the human puzzle. The survival instinct.
Eric Matthews: This is all really, really interesting, John. But right now I'd really like for you to talk to me.
John: I am talking to you. You're not listening. Don't forget the rules.
Eric Matthews: I am listening to you, but all I'm getting is the same sick ****ing bullshit that comes about two seconds into every interview I've ever done with one of you ****ing people.
John: Well, that's an interesting approach to police work, isn't it? Aren't you supposed to be convincing me that I'm your friend, lulling me into a false sense of security so that I'll confide in you?
Eric Matthews: It's a little hard to follow the manual when you've got my son, John.
John: The manual? What do you really want to do to me right now, huh? What would you have done five years ago? Would you have followed the manual then? Would you have broken my jaw with a flashlight?
Eric Matthews: You seem to know a whole lot about me.
John: I know you were once considered a fearless police officer. Do you feel a whole lot safer now that you only sit behind a desk?
Eric Matthews: I feel a whole lot of things right now.
John: But you feel alive. That's what you feel, and that's the point. [Pauses] Would you... kindly get me a glass of water? [Holds up a paper cup] I would very much appreciate that.
View Quote Eric Matthews: What do you want with me?
John: A little of your time, Detective.
Eric Matthews: I don't have any time.
John: You asked me what I wanted and I told you. Believe me when I tell you your son is in a lot of trouble.
Eric Matthews: And if I give you a little bit of my time? What then?
John: I only want to talk to you. Everyone else must leave. Those are my conditions.
Eric Matthews: No. It's a crime scene. Nobody leaves.
John: 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.
Eric Matthews: If I don't see my son, I swear to god I'll rip your ****ing head off.
John: 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?
View Quote Eric Matthews: You know, you and that guy have a lot in common, Kerry.
Kerry: Oh, yeah?
Eric Matthews: Yeah. You both like playing games with people.
Kerry: Excuse me?
Eric Matthews: Don't ever pull some shit like that again on me at a crime scene.
Kerry: I'm not the one taunting you. He is.
Eric Matthews: Doesn't mean I have to take the bait. Besides, I got a full caseload as it is.
Kerry: A bunch of desk errands and shit work.
Eric Matthews: Yeah, well, between that and the IA breathing down my neck, my son's budding criminal career and my wife's ****ing divorce lawyers, I'd say my hands are pretty full, wouldn't you?
Kerry: Yeah. Look, I'm sorry. I was hoping, maybe, that I could bring you in on this one.
Eric Matthews: We're not partners anymore, Kerry.
Kerry: Hey, forget that we're not partners. What about the fact this guy wrote your ****ing name on the wall, huh? He asked for you!
Eric Matthews: It's not the first time some psychopath called me out.
Kerry: All right. What about the fact that I'm asking?
Eric Matthews: Can't help you.
Kerry: [Sarcastically] Wow.
Eric Matthews: You're the Jigsaw expert.
Kerry: When did you stop being a cop?
View Quote Gus: How do you just wake up in a room and have no idea where you are?
Xavier: I guess you've never been drunk before.
Gus: I've been drunk. I spent three years at college drunk. This isn't drunk. This is kidnapping.
View Quote John: You see, Detective. Darwin's theory of evolution and survival of the fittest, based on his little trip to the Galápagos, no longer applies on this planet. We have a human race that doesn't have the edge or the will to survive.
Eric Matthews: What the **** do you want?!
John: It's hard to remain calm, isn't it? When your son is walking around on those monitors.
Eric Matthews: I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me what the **** it is.
John: I told you what it is. Just remember the rules.
Eric Matthews: No, you said you wanted to talk. Then you said you wanted to play a game. You're talking, but it means NOTHING!!
John: What do you think the cure for cancer is, Eric?
Eric Matthews: What?
John: The cure for cancer? What is it?
Eric Matthews: I don't know what it is, but I know it's not killing and torturing people for your own sick ****ing pleasure.
John: I've never murdered anyone in my life. The decisions are up to them.
Eric Matthews: Yeah, well, putting a gun to someone's head and forcing them to pull the trigger is still murder.
John: Since when has force been a problem for you? Why are you so desperate to get your son back?
Eric Matthews: 'Cause he's my son...
John: What's the last thing you said to him before you left him?
Eric Matthews: Well, then go!
John: Seems to me that the knowledge of your son's impending death is causing you to act. Forgive all his sins, to wipe the slate clean. Why is that we're only willing to do that, when a life is at stake?
Eric Matthews: I've always loved my son. That's never changed.
John: No... no... It's changed now. You see, the knowledge of death... changes everything. If I were to tell you the exact date and time of your death... it would shatter your world completely. I know. Can you imagine what it feels like to have someone sit you down and tell you that you're dying? The gravity of that? That the clock's ticking for you. In a split second, your world is cracked open. You look at things differently, smell things differently. You savor everything, be it a glass of water or a walk in the park.
Eric Matthews: The clock is ticking, John.
John: But most people have the luxury of not knowing when that clock's going to go off. And the irony of it is that that keeps them from really living their life. It keeps them sleepwalking. It keeps them drinking that glass of water, but never really tasting it.
Eric Matthews: You can still fix this, John.
John: Yeah, but can we fix you?
Eric Matthews: Me?
John: I'm not fixable. I've got cancer.
Eric Matthews: [in disbelief] You're using cancer as an excuse for what you do?
John: No. The cancer isn't what started me in my work. It was the moment I decided to end my life... that started me in my work. I had literally driven myself to suicide, and I had failed. My body had not been strong enough to repel cancer cells, yet I had lived through a plunge off a cliff. But, to my amazement, I was alive. And I was determined to spend the rest of my days testing the fabric of human nature. Do you understand, Eric?
Eric Matthews: You got a chance to do something. Do it right now, John. Just tell me where my son is. I'll help you.
John: I don't need your help, and I can tell you still don't understand. Those who don't appreciate life do not deserve life.
Eric Matthews: My son appreciates his life.
John: But do you appreciate yours? Do you appreciate your son's?
Eric Matthews: [Hits the table] Oh, this is shit! [Stands and walks away]
John: Don't forget the rules. If you want to find your son.
[Eric ignores him and leaves]
View Quote Jonas: [laughs] You remind me of me. No matter what kind of ****ed-up situation you're in, you always got to find yourself an enemy. You know what? I got enemies, man. Outside these ****ing walls, bro. And they're looking for me. And if they don't find me, they're going after the ones closest to me. My family. You understand?
Xavier: No. I don't understand. It's just me, and that's the way I like it. Now, turn around.
Jonas: What?
Xavier: Turn... [Brandishes a knife] ...around.
View Quote Jonas: You better start talking right now! What is this?!
Amanda: It's a game.
Amanda: He's testing us.
Jonas: Who's testing us?!
Amanda: Jigsaw.
Jonas: Who the hell is Jigsaw?!
Addison: You don't watch the ****ing news?
Jonas: No. Who is he?
Addison: He's a serial killer.
Amanda: No, he's not. He's testing us. He wants us to survive this. But you have to play by the ****ing rules!
Jonas: OK, I'm gonna ask you again. How do you know all this?
Amanda: Because I've played before.
View Quote Kerry: All right, 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?
Eric Matthews: Well, he's an informant, Kerry. You want a list of possible suspects? Grab a phone book.
Kerry: 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?
View Quote Kerry: It was the arriving officer who called it in as your buddy.
Eric Matthews: He wasn't my buddy. He was an informant. This officer IDed him just by looking at him?
Kerry: Well, he wasn't positive. That's why I wanted you here.
Eric Matthews: All right. Well, let me get a look at his face. I'll tell you in two seconds if it's him or not.
Kerry: Therein lies the problem.