(HEART b*ating STEADILY)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(EXHALES)
That was a long one.
I don't suppose you can tell me
how it looks, can you?
Unfortunately,
I'm just the technician.
Your doctor will have
your results tomorrow.
-Would you like some help to...
-Thank you very much.
You're very kind.
CHRIS: I mean, yeah,
the cancer has brought
grief and pain
and fear into my every
waking moment.
GROUP LEADER: Okay, Chris.
Today is a gift.
That's why they call it
the present.
(JOHN SIGHS SOFTLY)
Anyone else?
(SIGHS WEARILY)
Henry Kessler.
Please.
Stage four pancreatic.
Terminal.
That's what they tell me,
anyway, but...
I'm gonna fight this
'til the end.
How much time do I have?
A year?
Months at best.
I still have a lot of work
that needs to be done.
My advice?
Retire.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
You know, at this stage,
everyone always searches
for a way out.
But sometimes,
those who accept their fate,
have an easier time.
Easier time? What?
Dying?
So, your advice to me
is to die easy?
(MONITOR BEEPING)
(VENTILATOR HISSING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPS)
(PANTING)
Help! Hey! Help! Help, please!
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
JIGSAW: (OVER SPEAKER)
I'd like to play a game.
Perhaps one that addresses
those sticky fingers of yours.
I've had my eyes on you
and I do not like what I see.
Your job as a custodian
is a noble one.
Sanitizing and sterilizing
the hospital...
(JANITOR WHIMPERING)
...helping patients
avoid sickness.
But there is
a sickness inside you
that needs to be excised.
(COUGHING)
You have the ability
to not only save
your soul today,
but your sight.
(PANTING)
All you have to do is
click the dial
across the five positions
and you will live to see
another day.
You have 60 seconds.
Help, please!
(WHIMPERING)
Help me! Please, please,
please. Help. Help!
(BEEPS)
-(BONE CRACKS)
-(SCREAMS)
(TICKING)
(GRUNTING)
(BEEPS)
-(BONE CRACKS)
-(SCREAMS)
I can't! I can't, I can't!
(CRYING) Please, no!
(SCREAMING)
(BEEPS)
(SCREAMING)
f*ck you!
-(ALARM BUZZING)
-(SCREAMING)
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
(MACHINE WINDS DOWN)
(CRYING)
(CRYING ECHOES)
(MONITOR BEEPING)
Good choice.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
BARISTA: Here you go, sir.
Thank you.
HENRY: Can I get
a blueberry scone, please?
Oh, they look good.
Thank you.
Henry.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
We were in the same
cancer support group.
John Kramer.
I remember you.
(CHUCKLES) Hey, good to see you.
And you as well.
You look marvelous.
Thank you. I... I...
I feel great.
Correct me if I'm wrong,
but you were, uh...
Yeah, stage four pancreatic.
But now, four months later,
I'm in complete remission.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
How?
It's a... it's a long story.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
I'd love to hear it.
You got a minute to tell me?
Sure. Sure.
So, um,
I read about a doctor,
a specialist of sorts.
A Dr. Finn Pederson.
He offered a treatment
and it is a groundbreaking
drug cocktail
combined with surgery.
It's my w*r wound.
I know it looks bad,
but it was totally worth it.
-(EXHALES) Yeah.
-(CHUCKLES)
-Is it available here?
-No.
No, no, the treatment's not
available in the States.
The, uh, the medication
isn't approved by the FDA.
Hell, it isn't approved
by anybody.
I, um... I haven't
seen them since...
since my treatment in Norway.
But...
this link...
is still good.
Hey, John,
good luck, man. Okay?
I'm... I'm rooting for you.
Thank you.
Take care.
(JOHN SIGHS)
Doctor, what exactly is
the procedure?
Well, under the right
circumstances and with
the proper stimuli,
genes can be turned on and
turned off like a light switch.
TV HOST: And you're targeting
the cancer cells?
FINN PEDERSON: Exactly.
What we've managed to do is
to create a new cutting-edge
drug cocktail,
along with surgery,
to teach the malignant cells
to switch off.
TV HOST: Fascinating.
JOHN: Hmm.
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
My father, Dr. Finn Pederson,
was forced into hiding
by corrupt governments
and their relationship
to big pharma.
Why?
Because my father was
on the cusp of curing
dozens of diseases.
Which means no more need
for lifelong medication.
Can you imagine
what that implies?
Well, the big drug companies
certainly can.
And I'm here to say
that this just cannot stand.
So, while my father
continues to make further
improvements to his formula,
I'm taking his treatment
on the road
for more trials,
to save as many lives
as humanly possible.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(EXHALES)
Who is this?
This is Cecilia Pederson.
Is this John Kramer?
Yes, it is.
CECILIA: Good.
We received the email
with your medical records,
Mr. Kramer.
Thank you for reaching out.
I'm sifting through
potential candidates
for our program.
So, I'm calling you now,
because we have spots opening
for treatment in about
three months.
(SIGHS WEARILY)
Mr. Kramer?
Uh, yes, I'm here.
You don't have three months,
do you?
Okay, listen...
I'm currently working in Mexico.
Oslo has become
too difficult for us.
But we have a team
of specialists here
who share our belief
in the Pederson method
and I've gathered
a group of eligible patients
to start treatment
a week from now.
I think I could add
one more spot.
If you're interested.
Yes, I'm interested.
Henry Kessler...
referred me to you.
Henry. He's doing well.
I'm so pleased.
I wonder if you could...
could you tell me a little more
about the treatment?
CECILIA: Of course.
It's a two-prong treatment
that uses my father's
Xaxiophenol cocktail.
And in your case, it would be
combined with a cranial surgery
to clear the tumor.
When both are used together,
the results have been stunning.
Over 90% success rate.
I know it's a long trip,
Mr. Kramer,
especially in your condition,
but I want you to know
that we found a very
beautiful location
for our clinic
outside Mexico City.
It's in a
well-off-the-grid area,
in the countryside
where you can have
safety and privacy.
We'll also, of course,
arrange for a trusted
driver at your arrival.
What date did you have in mind?
The 5th, Friday after next.
I think I could make that.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING)
(CAR HONKING)
-J. Kramer? Yeah?
-Si. Yes.
I'm Diego. Welcome to Mexico.
Allow me, sir. Please. This way.
-(JOHN COUGHS)
-There you go.
DIEGO: Take a look at that.
That's the Metropolitan
Cathedral.
That's the revolutionary
memorial.
That's the Angel
of Independence.
Take a look at that.
Isn't it beautiful?
Hey, J.
That, my friend, that's the old
Aztec statue of Tlaloc.
That's where the priests
chop the hearts
out of their subjects
and roll them down the stairs.
(DIEGO CHUCKLES)
Every day, a tourist wants me
to take them here.
Very strange.
Hey, J.
You okay?
(MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY
IN SPANISH)
(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
IN SPANISH)
John Kramer.
Lie to me again and I'll empty
this chamber in your eye.
I'm not lying.
My name is John Kramer.
Not to worry, senor
Kramer, you're fine.
You're safe. Come with me.
Come, come.
Here. Welcome. Watch your head.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Here. Come.
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
It's here. Good luck.
Si?
Come.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Mi familia.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Dr. Cecilia Pederson?
Ah. Si.
She saved life. My life.
I get. I get now.
Mr. Kramer, welcome.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
That was quite a reception
that I got on the way out here.
Oh, our welcome wagon?
I know, I'm sorry.
But we've had to beef up
the security wherever we go.
The big drug companies
are always one step behind
and so we must keep our location
secret from everyone, even you.
Come.
I want you to meet the team.
-(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
That's Carlos.
Our local football star.
His father is the caretaker.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(CARLOS GRUNTING)
(FOOTBALL THUDDING)
a chemical factory
back in the day.
(WATER DRIPPING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
CECILIA: Mateo.
Hello, Doctor.
CECILIA: This is John Kramer.
Very nice to meet you,
Mr. Kramer, and welcome
to our clinic.
You're in very good hands
with us.
Hmm.
Mateo is an anesthesiologist
at Hospital Alto Prado.
He did his residency
at Johns Hopkins and has
worked a lot with my father.
-Yes.
-He'll be helping out
with your surgery tomorrow.
Thank you.
-I'll be right here
if you need anything.
-Thank you.
This is Valentina,
one of our nurses.
She'll be taking some scans
and drawing some blood,
all in preparation for the
injection therapy later today.
Mr. Sears' vitals look good.
He's cleared for release.
Wonderful.
Parker Sears, John Kramer.
Thyroid cancer, advanced. You?
Uh, brain.
Ah. (CHUCKLES) You win.
(COUGHING)
Sorry, they cut me open
yesterday.
Took out a tumor
the size of my knob.
I'm just about to start
the cocktail.
Mutated natural k*ller cells.
They're a type of
cytotoxic lymphocyte.
Developed by my father.
Good luck, John.
Thank you.
CECILIA: So, we've arranged
for you to stay at a hotel.
Shall we begin?
Please, don't move.
(SIGHS)
(BEEPS)
(MACHINE WHIRS)
(MACHINE WHIRS)
CECILIA: So, Mr. Kramer...
-What do you do?
Like, for a living?
-John.
Please, call me John.
And what do you do, John?
I've been a civil engineer and
an architect most of my life.
Now, I...
have a few hobbies.
Hmm.
Let me guess.
Classic car renovation.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
-(CHUCKLES) No?
-No.
I, uh...
I help people overcome
inner obstacles.
Help them make positive
changes in their lives.
Like a life coach, yeah?
Something like that.
CECILIA: Sounds nice.
I can't think of anything more
important than helping others.
Yeah.
Tequila.
For good luck.
JOHN: Thank you, Gabriela.
De nada.
CECILIA: It's a local favorite.
You can't drink it now, though.
Not before surgery.
"My sun sets to rise again."
Your sun is rising again, John.
We will make sure of it.
(EXHALES)
(HAMMERING IN DISTANCE)
(SPANISH MUSIC PLAYING
OVER RADIO IN DISTANCE)
(HAMMERING CONTINUES)
(CLANKING)
You speak English, Carlos?
Que?
as good as my Spanish.
How do you say "pull"?
Pull, pull. Pull.
Jalar.
Jalar.
Excellent. Jalar.
(JOHN GRUNTS)
Gracias.
And who performs the surgery?
Dr. Ramone Cortez.
Also at Alto Prado.
He's the best neurosurgeon
in 2,000 miles.
He's the doctor I'd use
if my own family
was on the table.
Now, we'll be performing
an "awake craniotomy."
This means that you'll be
floating in and out
of consciousness...
(ECHOING) ...so that we can do
function mapping...
This allows us to monitor
your abilities,
so that we don't touch
any part of your brain
that might affect speech
or movement...
(SHAVER BUZZING)
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(DR. CORTEZ SPEAKING SPANISH)
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)
(BREATHING DEEPLY)
(MONITOR BEEPING)
DR. CORTEZ: Mr. Kramer...
Can you please wiggle
your fingers?
Good. Motor function is clear.
Suction vac, please.
(DR. CORTEZ SPEAKING SPANISH)
(BREATHING DEEPLY)
will you move...
VALENTINA: Right, right, right.
(EKG MACHINE BEEPING)
MATEO: Okay, great.
We're gonna
put you back to sleep.
I'm gonna count down from ten.
Ten...
nine, eight...
seven, six...
Hi, there.
You did great.
Where are we?
We're two blocks away
from Mateo's hospital.
In case you need a transfusion.
I got your bloodwork.
Hemoglobin's normal.
It all looks good, John.
It all looks good.
Now...
Drink two a day.
One in the morning
and one at night.
Okay.
CECILIA: In addition
to my father's treatment,
it contains a painkiller
you'll need for the next
seven days.
And after that,
what happens then?
Your whole life happens then.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
I never got a chance
to say goodbye to Gabriela.
Or, any of the others.
I'll send them your best.
Don't get your head wet.
The bandage is anti-bacterial.
It will stave off infection.
Valentina will swing by
to keep an eye on it for you.
Get some rest now, John.
Okay.
Dr. Pederson,
just so you know...
I'll wire the second half
of the payment tomorrow morning.
Thank you, John.
Have a good life, John.
A long, good life.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(SIGHS)
(HOPEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Do you have a gift card?
It's for a friend. Thank you.
(HOPEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
CONTINUES)
Un momento, por favor.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Gabriela?
(FLIPS SWITCH)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Hello, and welcome
to section five
in our neurosurgery series.
The human brain is a mystery,
hundreds of millions...
CECILIA: We'll be performing
an "awake craniotomy."
This means that you'll be
floating in and out
of consciousness.
DR. CORTEZ: Valentina...
VALENTINA: Right, right, right.
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)
CECILIA:
Have a good life, John.
A long, good life.
(CECILIA'S VOICE CONTINUES
DISTORTED)
(JOHN SCREAMS)
DIEGO: Hey, guys.
Did you know that when
the Aztecs roll the heart
of their victim down the stairs
people will take them home
and display them like ornaments?
In their f*cking houses.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
TOURIST 1: Nice.
DIEGO: Yes, sir,
welcome to Mexico.
Okay, so here we are.
This is the Tlaloc statue.
Okay?
Huh. Thank you, man.
Have a good one.
TOURIST 2: Of course, man.
Thanks.
(SIGHS)
(SHUTS ENGINE)
(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY
IN SPANISH)
Hello.
Buenas noches.
(JOHN SPEAKING)
(DIEGO SCREAMS)
(COUGHS, GROANS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(WHIMPERING)
(CRYING)
(SCREAMS IN SPANISH) Ayuda!
Ayuda!
(GROANS IN PAIN)
Kramer?
I've told you
what you wanted to know!
I f*cking told you
who you're looking for!
(CURSES IN SPANISH)
(PANTING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
(MUTTERING)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Kramer. Kramer!
(YELLING IN SPANISH)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
JIGSAW: (ON TAPE)
Hello, Diego.
Or, should I call you...
Dr. Cortez?
I'd like to play a game.
Attached to your arms
are two expl*sive devices.
Pipe bombs.
Think of the expl*sives
as a sort of cancer.
A malignancy that must be
cut out for you to survive.
The blades cannot cut through
the galvanized cable.
But they can slice through
flesh and muscle,
allowing you to cut
the cancer away.
Live, or die.
The choice is yours.
(TIMER BEEPS)
No, no, no. No, no, no.
-Kramer.
-(TIMER BEEPING)
Kramer!
Kramer!
Kramer!
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(PANTING)
(MUTTERING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(TIMER BEEPING)
(GRUNTING)
(STRAINING)
(EXCLAIMING IN PAIN)
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)
(SCREAMS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GRIMACING IN PAIN)
(CRYING)
(SCREAMING IN PAIN)
(CRYING)
(GROANING)
You're gonna be okay.
Detective...
I could use your assistance...
in locating some people that are
in need of our services.
(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)
(BOTH SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(VALENTINA CHUCKLES SENSUOUSLY)
Okay. Vamonos.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SCOFFS)
-(SPEAKING SPANISH)
-(SCREAMS)
-(SCREAMING)
-(GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
(WHIMPERS)
(SCREAMING)
(DOGS BARKING)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Mateo?
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
GABRIELA: Mm.
Gracias.
(DOGS WHIMPERING)
(DOGS STOP BARKING)
(SIGHS)
-(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
-(SCREAMING)
(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING DISTANTLY)
(DOOR SQUEAKING)
(TOILET FLUSHING)
(WATER RUNNING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(ITEMS CLINKING)
(GABRIELA BREATHING HEAVILY)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(GRUNTS)
(GROANING)
-(SCREAMING)
-(SPRAYING)
CECILIA: I'm arranging
a small team in Bolivia
next week, Margaret.
Yeah, we have three cases
scheduled already.
But I think that we might
have room for one more spot.
Yeah. We're working
off the grid, of course,
but if you think
you can get there, Margaret.
No... Please,
no need to cry, Margaret.
No... (CHUCKLES)
I'm not an angel.
It's pure science.
All right.
You send those medical records
in and we'll have a look,
all right?
Perfect.
See you soon, Margaret.
See you soon.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)
(DISTANT THUDDING)
(RADIO ANNOUNCER
SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
(DISTANT THUDDING)
I've got a g*n!
-(GLASS SHATTERING)
-(SCREAMING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GARAGE DOOR OPENING)
(CAR STARTING)
What the f*ck...
(GASPS)
Hi.
Who are you?
This is my associate, Amanda.
(VALENTINA SCREAMING)
-(GRUNTS)
-(YELPS)
-(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
-(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTING)
Get some rest, Cecilia.
You're going to
f*cking need it.
-(MAN SCREAMING)
-(CHAIN CLANGING)
Mateo.
(GRUNTS) What the f*ck
is going on?
(SCREAMING)
Why are we back here?
Oh, my God. What the...
-(MATEO CONTINUES SCREAMING)
-(CHAINS CLANKING)
(GROANS)
MATEO: Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Help. Who are you?
-Do you know why we're here?
-Hey! Hey.
-MATEO: Lady, do you know...
-(GABRIELA SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
Do you know who
brought us here?
(VALENTINA SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey! Can you help us?
(GROANS)
Who are you?
Please. Please, please.
-(GROANING)
-Hey, hey...
What... What are you doing?
(RATTLING)
GABRIELA: Hey.
(DOOR SLAMS)
John?
It was you?
(SCREAMING) Why?
Why are we here?
CECILIA: John!
What is this?
We were only trying
to help you.
That game is over.
And a new game is
about to begin.
-Valentina...
-(WHIMPERING)
...did my blood ever
make it to the lab?
Or...
did you just suck it out
and flush it down
the drain somewhere?
(WHIMPERING)
MATEO: Mr. Kramer. Mr. Kramer.
Please, listen to me.
I beg you.
I beg you, please. Please.
We have nothing
to do with this.
We didn't know what was
going on. It was all her.
She planned the whole thing.
Mateo, I don't even know
if that's your real name.
-It is my real name.
-It is, oh.
'Cause they have never heard
of you at the hospital.
She told me to say that
I worked there.
-But I don't. I'm sorry.
-JOHN: Mm, mm.
-MATEO: Please wait.
Let me explain.
-Mr. Kramer...
I meant no harm.
I would really like
to believe you, Gabriela.
(SOBBING)
You'll have a chance
to prove yourself.
Por favor. Por favor.
(WHIMPERING QUIETLY)
The key to your freedom
is inside that box.
What the hell is that?
It's a Gigli saw.
I thought you said
there was a key?
He was speaking metaphorically.
He does that a lot.
When I get out of here,
I'm gonna k*ll both of you
m*therf*ckers!
That's a good plan.
You're gonna wanna
really listen carefully
to the rules
in order to pull that off.
f*ck you! (SCREAMS)
-(WHIMPERING)
-(MACHINE WHIRRING)
Go ahead.
No. No.
What...
-(MACHINE POWERING UP)
-No. No. What?
The wire saw inside of that box
was invented
by an Italian physician.
Leonardo Gigli.
It creates an extraordinarily
clean-cut to the bone.
No.
(SAW WHIRRING)
No. No, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no!
(SCREAMS)
(SOBBING)
The dotted line on your leg
marks the spot.
Are you f*cking crazy?
What makes you think
I'd f*cking cut off my own leg?
JOHN: Because if you don't,
the wire saw that's wrapped
around your neck
will first cut into your skin,
then your vertebral ligaments,
and finally, it'll sever
your spinal cord.
VALENTINA: (WHIMPERING) No.
The CliffsNotes version?
(WHISPERING) It's gonna
cut your head off.
No!
CECILIA: You won't.
You wouldn't.
Uh, it's true.
We won't.
But Valentina might.
(SHUDDERS)
JOHN: All of you...
All of you...
All of you...
You promised dying people.
Dying people!
That you could save their lives.
And in doing so, you took
advantage of the only thing...
that they still possessed.
Hope.
No, John. We've worked
to heal people.
Your case was... different.
(SCOFFS)
And still you lie.
My associate, Amanda here,
has had a look
at your bank records.
Take a look.
Who are those 34 people to you?
AMANDA: John's case
was different?
Did you heal
any of those 34 people?
JOHN: Did they have children
that are now orphaned?
You've been doing this
larcenist dance now
for more than eight years.
Eight years.
That's more than $8 million.
That's a lot of pain...
to inflict on others
for your own enrichment.
AMANDA: There was no healing
going on there, bitch.
They're all underground.
I checked.
We know everything.
We have everything.
Including the cash
from your house.
We have it upstairs.
Please. Please,
don't do this. Please.
(CRYING) Please, help me.
Please.
JOHN: That's exactly
what we are doing, Valentina.
This is not retribution,
it's a reawakening.
(SOBBING)
Valentina, follow
my instructions
if you want to live.
There are more than five pounds
of marrow in the human body.
All you need is three ounces.
-(SCOFFS)
-There's more than
enough in your femur.
Just suction it out,
it'll be transferred
to that device right there
and it will deactivate the saw
around your neck.
Don't hesitate.
Because your time is
prescribed.
(SOBBING)
(CRYING) No. No.
JOHN: Now,
refusing to play the game
is not an option.
If you refuse...
you will remain in this room...
(SOBBING)
Forever.
(WHISPERS) You'll make it.
So long as you keep your head.
MATEO: We were not involved
in the whole thing.
(GABRIELA SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
-John! Please.
This is not right.
Not right?
A lecture in moral decency?
From you?
MATEO: No, no, John. John!
-(VALENTINA WHIMPERING)
-Please, wait, John!
John!
John!
Please, please, please, help me.
(ALL CLAMORING)
-MATEO: John, please wait!
-(JOHN COUGHING)
Please wait! Please wait!
(DOOR CLOSES)
(MATEO AND GABRIELA CRYING)
GABRIELA: What do we do?
(GABRIELA SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(CHAINS CLANKING AND THUDDING)
John!
MATEO: John, please wait!
You don't have to do this!
John! John!
No, no.
Valentina, look at me.
Look at me!
You can do this.
No, no, no, I can't! No.
You have to do this!
No!
(SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
come on! Do it!
Okay.
(VALENTINA WHIMPERING ON CAMERA)
MATEO: You can do it.
(TIMER BEEPING)
Oh, my God! No!
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
No, no, no, no, no! No, no, no!
Oh, my God.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
-No, no!
CECILIA: Put it on.
g*dd*mn it! Valentina.
The tourniquet, put it on!
Faster!
(WHIMPERING)
You can do this.
-You can do this!
-(SOBBING)
Now, the wire saw.
Wrap it under your leg.
MATEO: If Diego could do this,
you can do this.
Okay.
-(BREATH TREMBLING)
-CECILIA: Come on.
You have to. Save yourself!
-(FLESH TEARS)
-(SCREAMING)
Oh, my God!
-(SCREAMING)
-(CRYING)
(WHIMPERING LOUDLY)
I can't! I can't!
Don't stop, don't think!
Just do it!
(SCREAMING) No!
-(FLESH TEARS)
-(SCREAMING)
Come on!
-Faster.
-(SCREAMING)
Do it, don't think. Keep going.
You're gonna die. Come on!
(SCREAMING)
CECILIA: You're running
out of time!
Come on.
f*ck. Come on!
Faster.
Come on. Faster!
Keep going until it's off!
(SCREAMING) No!
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(BEEPING)
For God's sake, Valentina,
save yourself!
(GRUNTING)
(SCREAMS)
(WHIMPERING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(TIMER BEEPING)
Go on.
Okay, okay, okay.
-CECILIA: You're running
out of time!
-(VALENTINA GRUNTING)
Come on, come on,
come on, come on!
MATEO: You're doing great.
-You're doing great.
-(GRUNTING IN PAIN)
(SCREAMING HOARSELY)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Please.
VALENTINA:
I'm not gonna make it.
No, no, no! I'm no
going to make it!
-Oh, my God. No. No. No.
-(TIMER BEEPING)
No, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no!
No. No, no, no!
No!
-(MACHINE WHIRRING)
-No!
-(SCREAMING)
-(WHIRRING)
(FLESH SQUELCHING)
(BODY THUDS)
(MATEO AND GABRIELA WHIMPERING)
Oh, f*ck.
(WHIMPERING)
(SCREAMING) Help!
MATEO: Help!
GABRIELA: This is all
your fault.
You brought me into this.
You brought me into this!
Get it together, Gabby!
Oh, no...
I'm not the one addicted
to Oxy, am I?
(GABRIELA WHIMPERING)
Gabriela's next.
What?
Sometimes we get
sucked into things that
are against our nature.
dr*gs are as vicious
as they are powerful.
We all have free will.
Gabriela had her own free will.
And if you can't handle this,
how will you handle
the rest of our work?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(GASPS)
(CHAINS CLANKING)
(YELPS)
(STRAINING)
CECILIA: They're not looking.
GABRIELA:
Why don't we use the...
-Our clothes to tie them
and take it...
-MATEO: Yes, yes.
-Yes, yes, yes, we can do that.
-CECILIA: We need a rope.
(JOHN SIGHS)
-(PILL BOX RATTLING)
-Do you want to keep going?
Yes.
The pain...
just comes in waves.
Listen, I'm not ready
to do this without you.
You are ready.
You are ready and you can.
-(GRUNTS)
-(CHAINS RATTLING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Cecilia. Cecilia,
what are you doing?
(CECILIA GRUNTS)
MATEO: Cecilia,
don't touch her!
-Shh.
-MATEO: Cecilia,
don't touch her.
GABRIELA: Stop.
MATEO: No, no.
Right now, Amanda, these people
deserve to be tested.
That lady doctor
deserves nothing.
Everyone deserves a chance.
An opportunity
to redeem themselves.
You should know that
more than anyone.
Hmm.
MATEO: Cecilia.
Cecilia, what the f*ck is that?
Cecilia, what are you doing?
No... No. No. Wait!
-No! No!
-Shh.
Ugh.
(MATEO RETCHES)
We have a rope.
-No!
-CECILIA: Mateo!
Fine, fine.
(MATEO GRUNTS)
Okay. Yes, you can loop it
around the table and...
And pull it in.
(GABRIELA GRUNTS)
(WHEELS RATTLING)
-MATEO: Yes, yes.
-(WHEELS SQUEAKING)
(LAUGHING SHAKILY)
(EXCLAIMS)
(KEYPAD BEEPING)
-Pick up, pick up.
-Yeah.
(SPEAKING NORWEGIAN)
-(COLLAR BUZZING)
-(GRUNTS)
No!
(COLLAR BUZZING)
No! No, no!
(HANGS UP)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GASPING)
(DOOR SLAMS)
(GASPS)
CECILIA: Listen. Just listen.
You're right.
I'm a total fraud.
But my father, John,
he's the real deal.
And you know that.
He can save you.
Is that your concern?
Saving me?
But he can heal you.
I swear to God.
That's who I was
trying to call.
Let me talk to him.
Let me tell him where we are
and he will come.
He will come help you.
To save my life.
Begging won't help. Trust me,
you're not the first to try.
(SIGHS)
Please.
Please.
Please, please.
Please help. Please.
Please, please.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CREAKS)
(DOOR SLAMS)
John, we have a visitor.
PARKER: Open this f*cking door!
It's Parker Sears!
I've come to get my money
back and I'm not going
until I get it!
-Help! Hey!
-PARKER: Pederson, you thief!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(g*n f*ring)
Oh, f*ck.
(PARKER GRUNTS)
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(GRUNTS) Hey.
Hey! What is this?
Walk in with a g*n,
get treated like a criminal.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Who are you?
I was gonna ask you
the same question.
I know you. Kramer.
Brain cancer, right?
(OBJECTS RATTLING)
What are you
doing here, Parker?
I came to get my money back.
These people are just crooks.
Look at this.
Ah.
Hmm...
Yeah.
Is that Pederson?
And Mateo.
Gabriela, Valentina,
and Diego was in on it too.
They're all con artists.
And we, we were the suckers.
That bitch.
I gave her everything.
All the money I had.
That was for my family,
that money.
To make good with my kids
when I was gone.
But instead,
you traded it for magic beans.
More time, a sh*t at life.
What's your life
really mean to you, Parker?
Have you ever thought
about that?
Because if you find
the meaning of your life,
what you've found is your soul.
We have your money.
You can be assured of that.
But before I let you
confront Cecilia,
there's a game that she has to
play out to its conclusion.
What do you mean a game?
Oh, God...
You k*lled Valentina.
We don't k*ll.
You chopped her
f*cking head off!
AMANDA: Valentina d*ed
because she didn't have
the will to live.
She failed her test.
John, if he found us here,
others might too, and soon.
We're wasting time.
I'm just trying
to give Mr. Sears
a chance to make his choice.
What choice?
I don't have a choice. What are
you two f*cking talking about?
I'm going to give you
an opportunity
to do something significant
with your life.
Right now.
I'm listening.
But first, I'm going to
have to insist...
no g*ns.
Rules are rules.
Consequences for
breaking them will be dire.
Understood?
Undo me now?
John.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
JOHN: I promise you, Amanda.
One way or another,
it's all gonna work out
according to plan.
Why don't you go and prepare
Gabriela for the next game?
-You want me to do it?
-No.
But the anesthesiologist
is next.
MATEO: Lady, can you
talk to me, please?
Can you... Can you
please talk to me?
Please talk to me.
You f*cking bitch!
-You f*cking c**t!
-(TASER FIRES)
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
Help me, help me.
Help me, help me.
Help me. Please.
Believe it or not, I just did.
-You were next.
-He's a monster.
He's gonna k*ll you
the same way he's gonna
k*ll all of us. Please...
You don't know John.
If you want any more of my help,
keep your mouth shut about that.
(DOOR CREAKS)
Is that so I don't sh**t that
thief in the face?
Trust me, Mr. Sears.
In short order,
she'll wish that you had.
(GASPS)
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
(MATEO WHIMPERING)
Mateo.
f*ck.
(WHEELS SQUEAKING)
(MATEO WHIMPERING)
(WHEELS RATTLING)
What...
Ah... (WHIMPERING)
What the f*ck is that?
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GASPS)
What is it? What is it?
I don't know what the f*ck
all of these things are.
Medical supplies, I think.
And there's
a f*cking bone cutter.
A craniotome.
I don't care what the f*cking
thing is called, Cecilia!
There's this thing
that says "Play me."
I'm not gonna touch that thing.
-(ELECTRICITY BUZZING)
-(SCREAMING)
Fine. Fine.
JIGSAW: (ON TAPE) Hello, Mateo.
It's time to play a game.
The rules are simple.
Place a big enough piece
of your cerebral tissue
into the glass enzyme t*nk
and you win.
A piece of what?
-A piece of what?
-Gray matter.
What does that mean?
A piece of your brain.
This is insane.
This is insane.
(SCREAMS) Kramer!
(SCREAMING) John, please!
Kramer!
Please!
JIGSAW: If you complete
your task in less than
three minutes,
the enzymes will dissolve
the tissue to close a circuit.
This will save your life.
But know this.
The brain is a remarkably
resilient organ.
There have been accounts
of people undergoing
complete anatomical
hemispherectomies.
Half their brain removed,
only to have it rewire itself,
so that the patient
not only survives, but thrives.
Ah...
I don't know how to do this.
-I don't know how to do that.
-(COLLAR BUZZING)
(SCREAMING)
(PANTING) Okay...
JIGSAW: The only thing
I have not provided
is your anesthetic.
But trust me,
you will want to remain alert.
And if you fail to act,
the consequences
will not go well for you.
Do not waste time.
Live or die,
the choice is yours.
(TIMER BEEPING)
No, no, no.
I need to take this thing off.
(SCREAMING)
-Somebody help me.
-Mateo.
What do I do? What do I do?
What do I do?
You have to use the craniotome.
(GABRIELA SPEAKING SPANISH)
Yes, Mateo, you have to.
That is not going to
f*cking happen.
You have to cut into your scalp.
-No. No.
-Yes!
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
I can't...
Do you want to live?
Or wind up like her?
-Mateo!
-Okay.
Is there a cable?
MATEO: Is this it?
This is it.
Yes. (SPEAKING SPANISH)
(DRILL WHIRRING)
-(BREATHING HEAVILY)
-CECILIA: Just do it.
(SCREAMING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(TIMER BEEPING)
(DRILL WHIRS)
(SCREAMING)
(TISSUE SQUISHES)
(SCREAMING)
(GABRIELA WHIMPERING)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTING)
Faster!
(SCREAMING)
(GAGS)
(PANTING)
Oh, my God. Oh... Oh, my God.
(TISSUE SQUISHES)
(SCREAMING)
Pull it out!
(BEEPING)
Ah! (GRUNTING)
Dig it out! Do it!
Oh...
GABRIELA: No! (SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SCREAMING)
-(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
-No!
No! Mateo!
(GABRIELA SOBBING)
(GABRIELA SOBBING SOFTLY)
You guys are f*cking sick.
JOHN: We're sick?
These people k*ll
with false hope.
(SIGHS SOFTLY)
AMANDA: What if there is
something her father
can do to help you?
Amanda, you know
as well as I do...
people will say almost anything
to save their own life.
Yeah, but her father's real.
We both know that.
Amanda, the reality is...
I'm dying.
I am dying.
(SOBBING)
You have to face that.
But our work's not gonna end.
And I'm trust... trusting you...
to carry on.
(AMANDA SOBBING)
JOHN: It's almost morning.
We have a job to do.
We're running out of time.
I want you to go
and free Mr. Sears.
And see if he'll play
by the rules.
No.
No.
Gabriela, you have to take it.
No.
We'll never get
out of here otherwise.
(WHIRRING)
GABRIELA: What was that?
What's that?
JIGSAW: (ON TAPE)
Hello, Gabriela.
I want to play a game...
No, no, stop it!
Stop it. Stop it...
I'm afraid that's not
going to work.
You are going to
have to play the game.
(WHIMPERING)
(WHIMPERING)
No! No, no, no, no, no!
What the f*ck?
(SCREAMING)
(CHAINS RATTLING)
(SCREAMING)
JOHN: Although
you all pretended
to cure my cancer,
I have spent years in treatment.
Chemotherapy,
immunotherapy, radiation.
Radiation machines
are not to be trifled with.
So, follow my instructions
carefully, Gabriela.
f*ck.
JOHN: The only way out is
to free your hand and ankle
from the shackles.
Use the tool above you.
GABRIELA: (CRYING)
No! No, you can't!
You can't! Let me out!
(SCREAMING) Let me out!
Broken bones heal.
Flesh can be grafted.
This will not be easy,
but then,
nothing worth having,
like life, ever is.
(GABRIELA CRYING)
(SCREAMING)
You have to take it, Gabby.
(GABRIELA GROANING IN PAIN)
CECILIA: Do it.
You have to do it, Gabby.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
CECILIA: No, no, no, no, no!
Start with your foot.
You'll swing out of the way.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Okay, Gabby.
(SCREAMING)
(MALLET THUDDING)
(BONE CRACKS)
(SCREAMING)
You did it, Gabby.
(GROANS WEAKLY)
No.
No. No.
No. No, no. No.
(SOBBING) Stop it. Please.
Don't stop. Gabby!
(GRUNTING IN PAIN)
(GRUNTING)
(SCREAMS)
(WHIMPERING)
Drop her at a hospital.
Okay, play time's over.
-Give me the keys.
-(AMANDA GROANS)
I stated to you very clearly,
that g*ns were
against the rules.
f*ck your rules, John.
The keys to Cecilia's chains.
You don't need the keys.
She's not going anywhere.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Now, move.
(DOOR OPENS)
Come on. Move.
(GROANING)
CECILIA: I thought
you forgot about me.
Not a chance.
You know I'd die for you, baby.
Unlock her.
Now!
(GRUNTS)
I've been wanting to do that
since the moment I met you.
Come on, old man.
Lock yourself in.
Come on, move!
(CHAINS RATTLING)
(LOCK CLICKS IN)
New game.
It's called we live,
you die, f*ck you.
Simple enough?
AMANDA: I told you
Parker would break the rules.
You failed your test, assh*le.
(LAUGHS)
We need to get her
to a hospital.
She won her game
and she deserves to live.
Oh, does she now?
Her injuries need
medical treatment.
Do they?
(GASPING)
Don't even think about it!
AMANDA: No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no!
-(NECK SNAPS)
-(GASPS)
(AMANDA SCREAMS)
(SCREAMING) You sick bitch!
(SCREAMS IN ANGUISH)
Unfortunately, I don't think
she's gonna make it.
(SOBBING)
Parker.
Give me the keys.
(AMANDA SCREAMS)
Lock yourself in.
(LOCK CLICKING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
CECILIA: So, tell me, John.
You've been doing this for a
very long time, haven't you?
How did I stop you?
Am I just that good?
Don't flatter yourself.
I just had a lapse in judgement.
-That's all.
-Yeah, I agree.
For a guy as smart
as you are, John,
you kind of overplayed
your hand here,
wouldn't you say?
You don't give a sh*t
that all your friends are dead
because of you?
Friends?
Not friends.
They were loose ends,
sweetheart.
Nothing but loose ends.
Do you want to know
what I thought when
I watched them each die?
One less person
to split the money with.
So, thank you.
You did me a favor.
You're gonna have to get
the money back from me,
before you two can split it.
PARKER: I think
we'll get the money back.
It's upstairs.
You know she's eventually
gonna k*ll you, too, right?
f*ck off, Amanda.
JOHN: Amanda's right.
She's gonna burn you.
You just can't see it yet.
CECILIA: God...
Is that really
all you've got left, John?
When I realized
who you really were...
Jig-f*cking-saw...
I got a bit worried.
God's honest.
And now, the great John Kramer
is gonna die
in one of his own traps.
There's some wicked irony.
And the crazy thing is,
that you could have
just walked away.
Acknowledged that you
got b*at, got conned.
But, no...
You just had to come back,
didn't you?
Why don't we put this bitch
on the other side of that thing
and press play?
(THUDDING ON WALL)
You know, this f*cking assh*le
is dead in two months,
but I want him to suffer
like he made me suffer.
I want his last memory to be
watching someone innocent die.
If you think I'm innocent...
You?
Not for a second.
(THUDDING CONTINUES)
But I think I hear an answer.
(DOOR OPENS)
CECILIA: Hey, Carlos.
CARLOS: Hi.
CECILIA: What are you doing?
I've got some friends
I want you to meet.
-Wanna come inside?
-Okay.
CECILIA: Come on.
(DISTANTLY) Here we are.
(DOOR OPENS)
Look who I found.
(CARLOS STRUGGLING)
AMANDA: John...
Who is that?
A friend.
And a terrible,
unforeseen consequence.
Please, don't do this.
-The boy is innocent.
-CECILIA: Exactly.
So, if you let him die,
it's all on you.
How do we get
this thing started?
It's activated by the subject.
CECILIA: Of course.
Because you wouldn't be
responsible for k*lling anyone,
would you?
f*cking hypocrite.
Well, you might want
to tell the kid the rules
before we start.
He's not a player.
In any of this.
Oh, come on, John.
Do the scary voice.
(MOCKINGLY IMITATING JIGSAW)
"I'd like to play a game."
(IN NORMAL VOICE) No?
You really want the boy to play
without hearing the rules?
I don't think
he's gonna fare well.
(JOHN GRUNTS)
(GASPS)
John, I will cut his throat!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
(PARKER GRUNTS)
This is not right.
-It's not right.
-CECILIA: Oh, really?
A lecture on moral decency
from you?
You've got ten seconds,
or I hit the lever myself.
And I don't have a silly
moral code like you, trust me.
Carlos...
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Comprende?
Parker, and let's go.
No jalar.
(CHAINS RATTLING)
(MACHINE POWERING UP)
(GRUNTING)
(GASPING)
(MACHINE RUMBLING)
No.
(JOHN GAGGING)
(CHOKING)
Not waterboarding, huh?
Blood-boarding.
(GURGLING)
(BREATH TREMBLING)
(GURGLING)
(COUGHS, SPITS)
(COUGHING)
No jalar, Carlos! No jalar!
(GRUNTS)
(GURGLING)
(PANTING)
(SCREAMING) Stop! Stop!
Stop!
Stop!
(AMANDA SCREAMING IN ANGUISH)
Stop it, you're k*lling him!
All he has to do is
push the lever,
sacrifice the kid.
(WHIMPERING)
Let's go and get the money.
Once I heard your voice
over that speaker,
I knew I'd be fine.
I can't believe they fell
for the whole damn thing,
hook, line, and sinker.
-I know.
-f*cking idiots. (LAUGHS)
But if you were the last player,
who was supposed to be
on the other side
of that plank with you?
There's the money.
(ALARM BLARING)
(COUGHING)
(BEEPING)
CECILIA:
Where's the f*cking money?
Where's the money?
(SLAMS)
(JOHN BREATHING HEAVILY)
(PANTING)
PARKER: f*ck!
(g*n CLICKING)
f*ck.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(g*n CLICKS)
You are a warrior, my boy.
A warrior.
Are you okay?
Not exactly
as we planned it, but...
How did they know?
How did they know about you?
(GRUNTS) Parker Sears!
Okay? He was in on it!
He's a handler
and he's f*cking Cecilia, too!
DETECTIVE: I was able
to find the man you asked for.
Uh-huh. Good.
DETECTIVE: But Parker Sears?
You'll have to find
another way.
(COLLAR BUZZING)
Gotcha.
AMANDA: We have a visitor.
(GRUNTS)
JIGSAW: Cecilia Pederson,
Parker Sears,
you've each been
working a grift.
Playing a role,
working together
continuing to play out
your scam.
Never realizing that
you have been the marks
all night long.
(HISSING)
You were given a chance
for redemption,
but at every turn,
you chose death,
instead of life.
JOHN: I promise you,
one way or another,
it's all gonna work out
according to plan.
JIGSAW: You have played
your last con game...
-PARKER: No!
-...but not your last game.
The two of you
have worked together
to destroy others.
(PARKER GRUNTING)
Now, you will work
against each other.
-(GASPING)
-(THUDDING)
Only one can survive.
(GASPING)
And the choice is yours.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
I thought you forgot about me.
(CECILIA GRUNTING)
You know I'd die for you, baby.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
CECILIA: Ah!
(THUDDING)
(GASPS)
(GROANING)
You know she's eventually
gonna k*ll you, too, right?
-f*ck off, Amanda.
-JOHN: She's gonna burn you.
You just can't see it yet.
(GASPING)
(GROANING)
John!
John!
Gracias.
Let's get you home, Carlos.
(BEEPING)
(ALARM BUZZES)
(BREATH TREMBLING)
(HOPEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING)
(SLOW PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUFFLED GRUNTING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
It's my w*r wound.
JOHN: Where is your scar...
Henry?
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
Thank you, Detective,
for locating
my fellow cancer patient.
(SCREAMS)
Out of all the men to cheat,
you picked John Kramer?
I mean...
-I call that epic bad luck.
-(GASPS)
Please...
John, please.
Please, don't k*ll me.
That's the last thing that
you should be worried about.
Now...
I want to play a game.
(DEVICE WHIRRING)
No! No!
(HENRY SCREAMING)
No! No!
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
(THRILLING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING)
Saw X (2023)
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