Saw V

Fuck“.

What the fuck!

What the fuck!

Fuck!

Help!

Hello, Seth.

I want to play a game.

Right now you're feeling helpless.

This is the same helplessness you've bestowed unto others.

But now, it's on to you.

Some would call this karma, I call it justice.

Now you served five years

of what should have been a life sentence for murder.

A technicality gave you freedom,

but it inhibited you from understanding

the impact of taking a life.

Today, I offer you true freedom.

In thirty seconds, the pendulum will drop far enough to touch your body.

In sixty seconds, it will cut you in half.

To avoid the pendulum, all you have to do is

destroy the things that have killed...

Your hands.

You must insert your hands and push the buttons

to start the devices before you.

Your bones will be crushed to dust.

Will you destroy the things that have taken life in order to save one, Seth?

Make your choice.

Fuck!

It was an accident!

Help me!

Okay, fuck you!

Okay... okay...

God...

Fuck!

Alright...

I did it!

Let me see your hands.

Where is my daughter!

Jesus.

Hello, Agent Strahm.

If you're hearing this then you've found what you've been looking for.

But is the discovery of my body enough?

Or will your insatiable hunger

to uncover the truth push you deeper into the abyss?

Heed my warning.

Do not proceed.

For this room can either be your sanctuary

or it can be your grave.

The choice is yours.

Fuck you.

Hey!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

You're okay.

Where's my dad?

- It's going to be okay. - Where's my mom?

Hoffman, I got him.

Let's go.

What the hell? What happened? Where's Rigg?

He tried to help... He didn't make it.

Nobody made it.

We got a live one!

Right away. Miss Tuck?

Have a seat.

It's nice to meet you, Mr. Feldman.

Why am I here?

I represent your ex-husband, John.

In the event of his death, I was instructed to contact you.

You can understand my surprise when I found out who he really was.

John left something for you.

If you're watching this, Jill, I'm long gone from this world.

You are my heart. You always have been.

You always will be.

I'm not going to try to explain my actions of late.

Suffice it to say that I find it difficult to forgive myself

for what happened at the clinic.

I permitted, indeed encouraged, your decisions

regarding the people there.

I saw danger and I... I should have acted sooner.

I'm leaving you a box today,

and its contents are of grave importance.

Even though you and I don't always see eye to eye on everything,

I deeply believe in you,

and I believe that you will know what to do with these materials.

Ms.Tuck...

If you don't mind, what's in the box?

Thank you for your time, Mr.Feldman.

I want to thank you all for coming here today.

And I'd like to be the first to say that the Jigsaw murders are over.

- Why isn't this a joint press conference with the FBI? - Not today, Ms. Jenkins.

The officers who gave their lives are being honored here today.

But today I'd like to offer a special honor to the detective

who has been on this case right from the beginning.

Who proved through hard work and dedication

that the people who died did not die invain.

Today we honor the newly promoted, Detective Lieutenant Mark Hoffman.

Thank you very much.

Throughout this ordeal,

if we've learned anything, it's that human life is sacred.

And we've learned that everyday,

life should be cherished.

Justice is the backbone to every peaceful society.

And I believe that true justice has been served!

Sorry about Agent Perez.

Shouldn't you be resting?

- I'm fine, Erickson. - No, you're not, Peter.

That's why I put you on medical leave.

I was supposed to die in that trap.

You never should have been there without backup.

I want to talk to Jill Tuck one last time.

You're no longer handling the case, Peter.

- What? - Read it.

Over a dozen dead bodies were recovered at the scene,

two of which were cops.

Jigsaw's dead, how many lives did I inevitably save?

By endangering yourself and others.

You're off the case.

- On whose orders? - Mine.

I'm sorry, Peter. It's over.

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE

Hello Agent Perez.

And welcome to the world that you have long studied.

Heed my warning, Agent Perez.

Your next move is critical...

- Open the door... - What is that?

I'm truly sorry about Agent Perez.

She said your name, you know.

The last thing she said was "Detective Hoffman."

Why'd she say that? Why'd she say your name?

- I don't know. - No?

- How'd you walk out of that building? - How did you?

On a gurney with a fucking hole in my throat.

Look at you.

A couple of scratches and a story

about how your arm straps broke. Jigsaw doesn't make mistakes.

Is this you theorizing again? Because Jigsaw's dead.

I'm talking about you and your whole crooked department.

My department's gone. They're all dead.

- There's no one left. - Besides you.

I've been chasing Jigsaw from the beginning and I got him.

So unless you've got something else to say, back the fuck off.

And read the papers. I saved that little girl.

Oh my God!

Hey! Don't move!

- What did you do to me? - I didn't do anything!

It's Jigsaw...

I knew this was going to happen to me. This is what he does.

No, it's not Jigsaw.

He's dead. Haven't you watched TV lately?

Well whoever it is, they're watching us.

- It's to make sure we follow the rules. - Which are what?

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Unless you want your head to pop off like a dandelion.

- How do you know that? - Because I have eyes.

One pulled pin starts the timer for all of us,

and you wouldn't want to do that unless you know how it works.

You're starting to freak me out.

Hello. And welcome.

From birth, you have all been given the advantages of few others.

Yet, through poor moral decisions you've used these advantages

to selfishly further yourselves at the expense of others.

Well, today this singular way of thinking will be put to the test.

Today, five will become one

with a common goal of survival.

You are all connected.

A cable running through your collar devices can be pulled so tight

that you will be decapitated on the mounted razors.

The only way to remove the collar is with the keys

from the glass boxes on the pedestals before you.

However, if one of you moves to retrieve a key,

the sixty second timer will begin for you all.

In choosing how to react to this situation, your lifelong instincts

will tell you to do one thing, but I implore you to do the opposite.

Let the games begin.

Somebody has to die.

No no no.

It says don't listen to your instincts.

- That means don't go for the keys. - Are you nuts?

- How can we do witohut the keys? - Maybe it's testing our endurance.

We gotta move, babe.

That timer's connected to those jars.

It didn't say anything about those jars, they could be nothing.

They're nail bombs. Home made, probably C4.

How the fuck do you know that?

She's a fire inspector, she's seen all kinds of demented shit.

How do you know me?

She's asking you a question.

How do you know her?!

How do you know her?!

Answer me!

Look, let's just keep our cool. Okay, we can figure this out.

We're all here for a reason,

and we're all connected as the message said.

We just need to...

- What'd you do? - You go first.

It said that we were all born with advantages, right?

That means we're all from money?

- I'm not. - Neither am I.