Saw III

Game over.

I'll fuckin' kill you!

You fuckin' bitch!

Fuckin' bitch!

I'll fucking kill you!

Aagh!

Aagh!

Daniel!

Clear the flank!

Left side clear!

Same here!

We're clear!

Left side clear!

We're clear!

Back's clear.

Oh, my God.

Someone call Kerry.

Call came in at 11:45.

The woman heard an explosion.

Fire department was first on the scene.

Kerry! Before you go in there.

Is it him?

Eric... is it him?

They don't know yet.

It's not Detective Matthews.

What happened?

The victim was held in place by these chains.

Huh?

Hello, Troy.

I want to play a game.

This game will take place in a room

not much bigger than the room

you've spent most of your life in

a prison cell.

Despite all of the advantages and privileges

that you were given at birth,

you have returned to prison again and again...

More comfortable in chains

then you are in freedom.

Tonight, we will see how far

you are willing to go

to break those chains once and for all.

Live or die, Troy. Make your choice.

This was the bomb.

All he had to do...

Was release himself from each of the chains.

Walk out the door...

Before it went off.

All he had to do?

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Aagh!

What I don't understand is

how the hell could Jigsaw do all this?

He was damn near on his deathbed

the last time we saw him.

I'm not so sure he did.

So far, this isn't following his patterns.

Meaning?

Well...

How'd you get in here?

We cut the door down.

Why?

Because somebody heard an explosion

and called us.

I mean, why did you have to

cut the door down?

It was welded shut.

A bloody truck couldn't get in here.

Exactly.

I don't follow.

If the aim of Jigsaw's game

was to get out before the bomb went off,

then why was the door welded shut?

And the guy couldn't get out if he wanted to.

You won't believe this.

We got the tape out clean.

Hello, Troy.

I want to play a game.

Live or die, Troy. Make your choice.

Hello, Kerry.

I want to play a game.

Up until now, you have spent you life

among the dead

piecing together their final moments.

You're good at this because you, like them,

are also dead...

Dead on the inside.

You identify more with a cold corpse

than you do with a living human.

I believe you want to join your true family...

Indeed your only family...

In death.

The device you are wearing

is hooked into your ribcage.

And by the time this tape is finished,

you will have one minute

to find a way out.

At the end of that minute...

You should know better than anyone

what happens then.

There is a single key

that will unlock the harness, Kerry.

It is right in front of you.

All you have to do is reach in and take it.

But do it quickly.

The acid will dissolve the key

in a matter of seconds.

Make your choice.

Come on.

No!

You.

I gotta be at the hospital by 9:00.

It's Tuesday.

I thought you start at 11:00.

Yeah, well...

They changed things on me last minute.

Well, you better head off then.

You're not gonna take a shower?

Nah.

I'm just gonna take a shower at the hospital.

Can we just...

Talk for 5 minutes?

Hey, how about we just make eye contact

for 5 seconds.

What's wrong?

Nothing. It just...

Everything.

Lynn!

What is it you want from me, Chris?

A divorce.

50-a!

Car skidded into on-coming traffic.

Pre-op 8!

Pressure? 80 over palp.

Pulse is ready.

Ready? One, two, 3.

Where's Lynn?

Page Dr. Denlon.

Set up a heart line.

Dr. Lynn Denlon,

please report to trauma immediately

Dr. Lynn Denlon, please report to trauma immediately.

Lynn!

Pressure's dropping rapidly.

Pressure down to 70.

He's going into shock.

Get an O.R. ready.

We've gotta crack his chest.

We've got a volost 500 wide open.

No.

What?

No air entry on the right side.

And? It's not blood vessel tension.

Let's get a chest tube in him.

We gotta get him to O.R. now.

His stats are dropping.

He's gonna code.

I'm doing it.

I'm getting a rush of air.

Stats are improving.

Pressure back to 80.

Pressure normal.

Look, if you've got something on your mind,

go upstairs to psych.

Just don't bring it in here.

We don't have any seconds to spare, Lynn.

The woman standing in front of me

had to be dragged from the locker room

to put a chest tube in a trauma patient?

Lynn Denlon should have been the first one there.

Lynn!

Lynn!

What the hell?

I'm locked in.

Is anybody there?

Hello?

Anybody here?

What is this?!

Help!

Help me!

Aagh!

Help!

Who are you?

Who are you?!

What is this?!

What are you doing?!

Are you gonna behave?

Let's go.

What is this place?!

What is this place?!

What is... What is... What...

Who are you? Who are you?

Aagh!

Hello, Dr. Denlon.

You may not remember me,

but I most certainly remember you.

I was a guest...

At your hospital once.

Where am I?