Most scenes together: John Kramer/Jigsaw. & Eric Matthews (7), Eric Matthews & Kerry (6), Jonas & Xavier (4)
Saw II quotes
Page 1 of 4Amanda, you said you survived this, right?
I what?
This, guy, whoever's doing it, you said that you've played before and you survived.
So that means we could survive?
Maybe.
Amanda, why did he pick you?
Because I was a **** junkie. And the funny thing is, I passed his little test.
If you passed his test, then why are you back here?
I wasn't being very good to myself.
How long have you, um...?
I started in jail.
What were you arrested for?
Possession. [Walks up a staircase]
But I thought you said that...
Maybe you should talk to the cop who arrested me.
I just think I should go back to Mom's early.
What did you say?
What, can you not hear me?
No, I can't hear you. Say it again.
Well, then go!
Took you long enough.
What the **** is that?! Hey! HEY! WHAT THE **** IS THAT?!
It's your son Daniel. You remember him, don't you?
I know who he is, you piece of shit! What's he doing on that **** monitor?!
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--
You mother****er! [Runs forward - Rigg restrains him] You mother****er! Where is he?! WHERE IS HE?!
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.
Tell me where he is.
John He's in a safe place.
Hey. This close enough?
Get his ass out of here.
Actually, I will need to remain here while you deal with your problem, Detective Matthews.
What problem?
The problem in that room.
Okay. Let's talk.
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.
I thought you like to be called Jigsaw.
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.
This is all really, really interesting, John. But right now I'd really like for you to talk to me.
I am talking to you. You're not listening. Don't forget the rules.
I am listening to you, but all I'm getting is the same sick **** bullshit that comes about two seconds into every interview I've ever done with one of you **** people.
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?
It's a little hard to follow the manual when you've got my son, 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?
You seem to know a whole lot about me.
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?
I feel a whole lot of things right now.
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.
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 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, I swear to god I'll rip your **** 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?
You know, you and that guy have a lot in common, Kerry.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah. You both like playing games with people.
Excuse me?
Don't ever pull some shit like that again on me at a crime scene.
I'm not the one taunting you. He is.
Doesn't mean I have to take the bait. Besides, I got a full caseload as it is.
A bunch of desk errands and shit work.
Yeah, well, between that and the IA breathing down my neck, my son's budding criminal career and my wife's **** divorce lawyers, I'd say my hands are pretty full, wouldn't you?
Yeah. Look, I'm sorry. I was hoping, maybe, that I could bring you in on this one.
We're not partners anymore, Kerry.
Hey, forget that we're not partners. What about the fact this guy wrote your **** name on the wall, huh? He asked for you!
It's not the first time some psychopath called me out.
All right. What about the fact that I'm asking?
Can't help you.
You're the Jigsaw expert.
When did you stop being a cop?
Gus How do you just wake up in a room and have no idea where you are?
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.
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.
What the **** do you want?!
It's hard to remain calm, isn't it? When your son is walking around on those monitors.
I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me what the **** it is.
I told you what it is. Just remember the rules.
No, you said you wanted to talk. Then you said you wanted to play a game. You're talking, but it means NOTHING!!
What do you think the cure for cancer is, Eric?
What?
The cure for cancer? What is it?
I don't know what it is, but I know it's not killing and torturing people for your own sick **** pleasure.
I've never murdered anyone in my life. The decisions are up to them.
Yeah, well, putting a gun to someone's head and forcing them to pull the trigger is still murder.
Since when has force been a problem for you? Why are you so desperate to get your son back?
'Cause he's my son...
What's the last thing you said to him before you left him?
[Flashback]
Well, then go!
[Present]
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?
I've always loved my son. That's never changed.
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.
The clock is ticking, 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.
You can still fix this, John.
Yeah, but can we fix you?
Me?
I'm not fixable. I've got cancer.
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?
You got a chance to do something. Do it right now, John. Just tell me where my son is. I'll help you.
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.
My son appreciates his life.
But do you appreciate yours? Do you appreciate your son's?
Don't forget the rules. If you want to find your son.
[Eric ignores him and leaves]
You remind me of me. No matter what kind of ****-up situation you're in, you always got to find yourself an enemy. You know what? I got enemies, man. Outside these **** 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?
No. I don't understand. It's just me, and that's the way I like it. Now, turn around.
What?
Turn... [Brandishes a knife] ...around.
You better start talking right now! What is this?!
It's a game.
AIN'T NO **** 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 **** 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 **** rules!
OK, I'm gonna ask you again. How do you know all this?
Because I've played before.
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?
Well, he's an informant, Kerry. You want a list of possible suspects? Grab a phone book.
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?
It was the arriving officer who called it in as your buddy.
He wasn't my buddy. He was an informant. This officer IDed him just by looking at him?
Well, he wasn't positive. That's why I wanted you here.
All right. Well, let me get a look at his face. I'll tell you in two seconds if it's him or not.
Therein lies the problem.