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Jigsaw (Character)
from Saw (2004)

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Saw III (2006)
[from trailer]
Jigsaw: Hello, America. Do you wanna play a game?

Jigsaw: Hello, Kerry. I want to play a game. Up until now, you have spent your 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're wearing is hooked into your rib cage. 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.

Jigsaw: Jeff, when the judge presiding over your case sentenced your boy's murderer so lightly, your soul never recovered. Now, you have the power to sentence his soul straight to hell. Or, you could forgive. The key that will free him is hidden inside your son's possessions, possessions you have clung to for far too long. Now if you flip the switch on the incinerator underneath you, a fire will cleanse you of this obsession and destroy them all, leaving only the key remaining. It is also the key that will bring you closer to the man accountable for taking your child. He doesn't have much time, Jeff. Let the game begin.

Jigsaw: [after Amanda gets shot] Amanda... It's OK. This was your test. Your game. I was testing you. I took you in. I selected you for the honor of carrying on my life's work. But you didn't. You didn't test anyone's will to live. Instead you took away their only chance. Your games were unwinnable, your subjects merely victims. In my desperation I decided to give you one last chance. So I put everything in place. You didn't know that Lynn and Jeff were husband and wife. I had to keep that from you for the purposes of my game. I had to leave out the ruined marriage, the cheating wife, the vengeful husband, the neglected daughter and I let you make your own choices. I wanted you to succeed... You couldn't.
[Amanda begins to collapse and die]
Jigsaw: God...
[Amanda finally dies]
Jigsaw: Game over.

Jigsaw: And what about the other test subjects?
Amanda: What about 'em?
Jigsaw: Is that how you felt about them? Is that how you felt about Eric Matthews?
Amanda: Eric Matthews? I'll tell you how I felt about Eric Matthews. Eric Matthews learned NOTHING from your test. He was the SAME person he was and he arrested me, and he framed me when he took me DOWN!
Eric Matthews: Where is he, you junkie bitch? You're not Jigsaw, bitch!

Tim: What the fuck are you doing?
Jeff: [Presses play on tape recorder]
Jigsaw: Hello, Jeff. If you are listening to this, that means that the confrontation you so long dreamed of... is finally unfolding. In your head, he is a cipher. A symbol of your life changing. A symbol of death. I present him to you now, as a simple human being. His name is Timothy Young. He's 27 years old. A medical student with a mother and a father, just like you. A man who's life also changed the day your son died.
Jigsaw: That day he made a terrible mistake. You believed he didn't pay for that mistake. And now is your chance to make him pay. The device Timothy is strapped to is... my personal favorite. I call it "The Rack".
Tim: [Screams]
Jigsaw: The human body is a miraculous creation. Ever wonder how far an arm can twist? This device is going to start twisting. There is a chance he might live though, with your help. To your right is a box. At the back of the box, is a key. It is tied to the trigger of a shotgun. The question you'll have to ask yourself, is this. Are you willing...
Tim: Have mercy!
Jigsaw: ...To take a bullet for the man who killed your son? Does "do on to others as you would have them do on to you" apply here, Jeff? Make your choice.
[device begins to twist]

Jigsaw: Welcome to your first test, Jeff. For the past three years, you've cursed the name of all those you thought were responsible for the death of your son. You've fantasized those accountable will pay. Well, you'll find a woman in front of you chained in place. This will prevent her from running, much like she did on the day your son was hit. Her name is Danica Scott. She was the only witness present at the scene of your son's untimely demise. If not for her own self absorption and cowardice, she could have brought your son's killer to justice. Now it is you, who has a chance to bring her to justice. You alone can grant her the gift of life before she freezes to death. Behind the pipes on the back wall, you will find the key that will free her and bring you one step closer to the man responsible for the loss of your child. Will you claim the key to save only yourself? Or can you find it within you to save another? Make your choice.

Jigsaw: Hello, Jeff. I made this tape as an insurance policy, if you will. And if you're listening to it, then it's time to collect. I was your final test of forgiveness and if you're listening to this, then you've failed. Now you must pay the price. The price for living for nothing but vengeance. Now I will give you something to live for. I told you that you couldn't kill me, Jeff, but I didn't tell you why. The answer is simple. I am the person responsible for the loss of your child. I am the only person who knows where your daughter is. She only has a limited supply of air, Jeff, and if you want to get her back, you'll have to play a game.
Jeff: No!
Dr. Lynn Denlon: Jeff!
[Lynn's collar detonates]

Jigsaw: Never been better.

Troy: Help!
Jigsaw: Hello, Troy. I want to play a game. This game will take place in a room not much bigger than the room you 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 than 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.

Jigsaw: Live or die, Jeff. Make your choice.

Dr. Lynn Denlon: What do you want?
Jigsaw: I wanna play a game.

Jigsaw: Death is a surprise party.

Dr. Lynn Denlon: I don't know what you think you know, but my marriage has survived more suffering than someone like you could ever grasp.
Jigsaw: Suffering? You haven't seen anything yet.

Dr. Lynn Denlon: [after drilling holes into his skull non-anesthetized] John, how're you doing?
Jigsaw: Never better.

Jigsaw: I'm sorry but is all this crude medical equipment around you causing you to believe that you're still inside a hospital?
Dr. Lynn Denlon: No...
Jigsaw: Then why are you speaking to me on the graduate school medical jargon? LOOK AT ME!

Jigsaw: I have tried to help you, Amanda.
Amanda: Then help me! Fix me! Fix me motherfucker! I'm standing right here!

Jigsaw: Matrimony has always fascinated me. Husbands barely able to look at their wives, wives on their backs in hotel rooms with perfect strangers; able to bear children to bear children only to neglect them; until death do us part indeed.

Dr. Lynn Denlon: I don't know what you think you know, but my marriage has survived more suffering than someone like you could ever grasp.
Jigsaw: Suffering? You haven't seen anything yet. Someone like me, who am I?
Dr. Lynn Denlon: A monster. A murderer.
Jigsaw: I don't condone murder and I despise murderers.

Jigsaw: You will give everything to me. Every cell in your body. Is that understood?
Amanda: Yes.
Jigsaw: The marks on your arms, they're from another life. We'll leave that life behind. When you walk down that corridor there is no turning back. Do you understand that?
Amanda: [reluctantly] Yes.
Jigsaw: Then start with this.
[hands Amanda an envelope]

Amanda: He's completed the third test.
Jigsaw: Congratulations Lynn, you're free to go.
Amanda: Yeah, but he's not all the way out yet.
[shakes her head]
Jigsaw: Undo her collar, Amanda, and let her go.
Amanda: No, he's not finished. He's not all the way.
Jigsaw: Amanda, Lynn is more important than you know. Unlock her collar and let her go.
Amanda: [whispering] I said no.
[caulks a handgun]
Jigsaw: Amanda, there are rules.
Amanda: [yelling] I said no!

Jigsaw: If you make it through this, Lynn, you're going to thank me one day just as Amanda did.

Dr. Lynn Denlon: Please, let me go. I saved your life!
Jigsaw: Maybe my life isn't the one you are saving, after all.

Jigsaw: Do you remember me?

Amanda: He made it through the freezer room. He tried to save her.
[starts crying]
Jigsaw: There are some things I need you to do for me. In my desk. An envelope with your name on it.
Amanda: [referring to Lynn] She's going to do a procedure on you.
Jigsaw: Yeah?
Amanda: To relieve the pressure on your brain.
Jigsaw: Yeah.
Amanda: Help with the headaches.
Amanda: I can't do this!
[leans back in the chair and cries harder]
Jigsaw: Amanda, you can. You can! You're stronger now. And I believe in you.
Amanda: You chose her because she's the best, right?
Jigsaw: That's one reason I chose her.

Jigsaw: It's time to start our game.

Amanda: He made it through the second test. The judge is alive.
Jigsaw: Faster than I expected.
Dr. Lynn Denlon: [before the surgery] Alright, John, I need you to keep your head to the side and keep still. What's going on here is your brain is pushing against your skull. I'm going to try and relieve the pressure by cutting away a little bit of your skull. It should help you with your headaches and drastically improve your motor skills. Do you understand?
Jigsaw: All too well.
Dr. Lynn Denlon: [injecting medicine] You're going to feel some slight discomfort.
Amanda: Are you going to give him a general anesthetic?
Dr. Lynn Denlon: For a procedure like this the patient needs to be fully alert.

Jigsaw: Put his left leg in the shackle!

Jigsaw: Amanda, do not be afraid. Your life has just begun.

Jigsaw: [after Amanda attacks Lynn] I apologize for her behavior. She swims in my sea. In the end she will be the closest I've ever gone to a connection. To being understood. But her emotion is also her weakness.

Jigsaw: Don't you think it would be wise to engage me in conversation for your own sake? I asked you to tell me about your husband.
Dr. Lynn Denlon: It's like we're strangers now.
Jigsaw: And?
Dr. Lynn Denlon: The last time I saw him we were so disconnected. But now I'd give anything in the world to see my husband.

Saw II (2005)
John: Hello Michael, I want to play a game. So far in what could loosely be called your life you've made a living watching others. Society would call you an informant, a rat, a snitch. I call you unworthy of the body you possess, of the life that you've been given. Now we will see if you are willing to look inward rather than outward to give up the one thing you rely on in order to go on living. The device around your neck is a death mask. The mask is on a spring timer. If you do not locate the key in time the mask will close. Think of it like a venus flytrap. What you are looking at right now is your own body not more than two hours ago. Don't worry, you're sound asleep and can't feel a thing. Taking into account that you are at a great disadvantage here I'm going to give you a hint as to where I've hidden the key, so listen carefully. The hint is this... It's right before your eyes. How much blood will you shed to stay alive, Michael? Live or die, make your choice.

John: Greetings... and welcome. I trust that you are all wondering where you are. I can assure you that while your location is not important, what these walls offer for your IS important... salvation, if you earn it. 3 hours from now the door to this house will open. Unfortunately, you only have 2 hours to live. Right now, you are breathing in a deadly nerve agent. You've been breathing it since you've arrived here. Those of you familiar with the Tokyo subway attacks will know its devastating effects on the human body. The only way to overcome it and walk out that door is to find an antidote. Several are hidden around this house. One is inside the safe in front of you. You all posess the combination to the safe. Think hard... the numbers are in the back of your mind. The clue to their order can be found "over the rainbow". Once you realize what you all have in common, you will gain a better understanding of why you're here. X marks the spot for that clue, so look carefully. Let the game begin.

John: It's The Last House on the Left...

[repeated line]
John: I want to play a game.

John: Hello Obi, I want to play a game. For years you have burned those around you with your lies, cons, and deceits. Now you will have a chance to redeem yourself, for the games you've played with others, by playing one of mine. Inside the device in front of you are two antidotes for the poison coursing through your veins. One is my gift to you for helping me kidnap the others, the second is for you to donate. However, one will come with a price. Remember Obi, once you're in Hell, only the devil can help you out.

John: [meeting Eric Matthews] I want to play a game. The rules are simple all you have to do is talk to me, listen to me.if you do that long enough you will find your son in a safe and secure state. We haven't properly introduced ourselves. My name is John.

John: Some people are so ungrateful to be alive, but not you... not anymore.

John: Hello, Xavier, I want to play a game. It's similar to the game you play as a drug dealer, the game of giving hope to the desperate. I think we can agree that your situation is desperate, so I'm going to offer you hope. By entering this room, you have started a timer on the door in front of you. When the timer runs out the door will be locked forever, locking away the antidote inside it. If you want to find the key, you will have to crawl through the same squalor that your customers have. I'll give you one hint where to find it.
[Xavier and Daniel move a bed frame, revealing a pit full of hypodermic syringes beneath]
John: It will be like finding a needle in a haystack.

John: X marks the spot.

John: Those who do not appreciate life do not deserve life.

John: 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?

John: Can you imagine what it feels like to have someone sit you down and tell you that you're dying? The gravity of that, hmm? Then the clock's ticking for you. In a split second your awe 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 drinking that glass of water but never really tasting it.

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.

John: 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.

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: [flashback]
Eric Matthews: Well, then, go!
John: Seems to me that the knowledge of your sons impending death is causing you to act... Why is that we're only willing to do that, when a life is at stake?
Eric Matthews: I've always loved my son, it has 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 everything.

John: Not too long now till your son starts pissing blood!

Eric Matthews: Hey, is this close enough?
Rigg: Get his ass out of here...
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.

John: Your son is in a safe and secure state.

John: Oh, yes, there will be blood.

Eric Matthews: You mother fucker where is he? Where is he?
John: Where is he? That's a problem you're going to have to solve before it's too late. He has about, two hours, until the gas creeping into his nervous system begins to break down his body tissue, and he begins to bleed from every orifice he has. Oh yes, there will be blood.

John: Would you... kindly get me a glass of water? I would very much appreciate that...

Eric Matthews: I swear, if I don't see my son. I'll rip your fucking head off!
John: I don't intend to mock you officer but I'm a cancer patient. How could YOU possibly put me in more pain than I'm already in?

John: [as Eric is destroying Jigsaw's drawings and blueprints] How will you get a conviction without all this evidence?
Eric Matthews: I don't need this shit to convict you.
John: Go ahead. Destroy it. We both know the sort of person you are. The sort of person who guns down an unarmed suspect. The sort of person who plants evidence in order to obtain a conviction. The sort of person whose wife leaves him and whose son hates him.
Eric Matthews: Shut the fuck up!

John: How much blood will you shed to stay alive?

[Det. Mathews throws John around the room and breaks a finger]
John: [smiling] Now, that's the Eric Matthews they gave medals to.

John: I'm not fixable. I've had cancer.

John: You all possess the combination to the safe. Think hard. The numbers are in the back of your minds. The clue to their order can be found over the rainbow.

Eric Matthews: Okay. Let's talk.
John: Sit down, Eric.
John: 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. If you do that long enough you will find your son in a safe and secure state. We haven't been properly introduced. My name is John.
Eric Matthews: Thought you liked to be called Jigsaw.
John: No.
John: It was the police and the press who coined the nickname Jigsaw. I never once encouraged or claimed that. The jigsaw piece 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's really like for you to talk to me about...
John: [interrupts] I am talking to you! You're not listening. Don't forget the rules.

John: Would you kindly get me a glass of water? I would very much appreciate that.

John: You may not remember all those people but I'm sure they remember you. You're the arresting officer on all their cases and you're the one who planted all the evidence used to obtain their convictions. You're the one who put them away. Your son is playing a game with a lot of people who don't like you very much, Detective. It would be a shame if they discovered who he was.

Saw IV (2007)
[from trailer]
Jigsaw: You think it is over, but the games have just begun.

[last lines]
Jigsaw: You feel you now have control, don't you? You think you will walk away untested. I promise that my work will continue. That I have ensured. By hearing this tape, some will assume that this is over, but I am still among you. You think it's over just because I am dead. It's not over. The games have just begun.

Cecil: It's you! You did this to me!
Jigsaw: No, you did this to yourself.

Jigsaw: It's the tool, thats going to save your soul.
Cecil: I don't have a fucking soul...

Jigsaw: Hello Officer Rigg. Welcome to your rebirth. For years you have stood by and witnessed as your colleges have fallen. You have remained untouched, while Eric Matthews has disappeared. But with your survival, became your obsession. Obsession to stop those around you for making the wrong choices. Thus, preventing you from making the right ones. You wanted to save everyone. TONIGHT, I give you the oppurtunity to face your obsession. Look closely. Eric Matthews is still alive. The block of ice he stands upon, is melting. He has BUT 90 minutes to save himself. Detective Hoffma's fate is linked to Eric's survival. Heed my warning, Officer Rigg. Their lives hang in the balance of your obsession. Will you learn how to let go and truly save them? The choice is yours.

Jigsaw: Officer Rigg, Your first test. The person in front of you is in desperate need of help. But it is not your job to save them. You view this person as a victim but if you will SEE WHAT I SEE beneath the mask lies a criminal undeserving of the life she leads. Your obsession tells you to save the victim. I tell you, to walk away. The choice is yours.

Jigsaw: Hello Brenda. I want to play a game. An officer will try to save you. If he is successful, then your game begins. This man will use these photos to sentence you for your crimes and the only way to stop him is tapped underneath the TV. Let him save your life, and accept your fate to rot in prison, or kill him... and guarentee your freedom. Make your choice.

Jigsaw: Hello Ivan. As a voyeur you've kept photos of those you have victimized. Can you see the pain you have brought them? You have torn apart their lives. You have used your body as an instrument of abuse. Now I give you the chance to decide what is more important... Your eyes which have led you blindly astray? Or, your body? Which has caused all those around you endless suffering. You have been handed the tools which can save your life... decide quickly though, in 60 seconds... the choice will be made for you.

Jigsaw: Hello Officer Rigg, What have you learned thus far? Experience is a harsh teacher. First comes the test, second comes the lesson. If you want to SAVE AS I SAVE then you will see that the person before you is but a student... so I ask you officer Rigg. Has the pupil learned her lesson? Has she been told the error of her ways? Does she now view the world differently? Officer Rigg, the key to this persons freedom lies in the palm of your hand... but only if she has done her own part. Can you play your role in her salvation? Once judgement has been made though, the key to finding your next destination is just off the map.

Jigsaw: Hello, Officer Rigg. If you are hearing this, then you have reached Detective Mathews and Detective Hoffman in under ninety minutes, resulting in their deaths. The rules were clear. You were warned. Tonight, you faced your obsession. They had to save themselves. Their salvation was out of your hands. Time was on your side, but your obsession wouldn't let you wait. Instead of saving Detective Mathews, you cost him his life. You failed your final test.

[from trailer]
Jigsaw: I can assure you detective, my games have just begun.

[from trailer]
Jigsaw: I promise that my work will continue.

[from trailer]
Cecil: Woah! Wh-what the fuck is that?
Jigsaw: It's the tool that's going to save your life. I want to play a game. You just lean foward into the knives with your face. Press hard enough and you'll release the arm and the leg restraints that bind you. Press hard though. Live or die, Cecil. Make your choice.

Jigsaw: Time is an illusion that cannot be given.

Jigsaw: Leave, Jill. If you can't do it for me, do it for yourself.

Cecil: 'the fuck's your problem?
Jigsaw: You're my problem.
Jigsaw: ...and you're becoming everyone else's too.

Jigsaw: I forgive you Cecil. I do, but addiction has ruined your life.
Cecil: I'm bleeding man. Please just let me go.
Jigsaw: I could let you go, but that wouldn't serve you. I'll tell you what I will do though. I will give you a tool to reclaim your life, and to discard the vices that have corrupted your soul.
Cecil: I don't have a fucking soul.
Jigsaw: Maybe you will in the next life. You see things aren't sequential. Good doesn't lead to good nor bad to bad. People steal, don't get caught. Live the good life. Others lie, cheat and get elected. Some people stop to help a stranded motorist and get taken out by a speeding semi. There's no accounting for it. How you play the cards you're dealt, that's all that matters.

Jigsaw: "Cherish your life" is the motto this whole organization is built on. Cherish your life... your life.

Jigsaw: I want to play a game. Your life is a lie Cecil, but now comes your moment of truth. As a drug addict and a thief you've preyed on the kindness of others to fuel your addiction. Today, we're bring the ugliness inside of you out into the open. Now in order for you to stay alive, you have to match your face with the ugliness of your soul. Just lean forward into the knives with your face. Press hard enough and you will release the arm and leg restraints that bind you. Press hard though, and you'll be free, or you can sit idly and bleed out on the floor. Live or die Cecil, make your choice.

Agent Perez: Hello agent Perez, and welcome to the world that you have long studied, your partner agent Strahm will soon take the life of an innocent man,heed my warning agent Perez: your next move is critical.
Jigsaw: What is that?

Saw VI (2009)
Jigsaw: You think it's the living who have ultimate judgment over you, because the dead will have no claim over your soul. But you may be mistaken.

Jigsaw: Hello, William. Before you are six of your most valuable associates. The ones who find errors in policies. Their findings result in over two-thirds of all applications denied or prematurely terminated. Now you must apply your analysis to them. And will you be able to find their errors? Six ride the carousel, but only two can get off. The decision of which two survive falls upon you. But remember, the mounted gun will continue to fire until all six rounds are spent. And if no decision is made on your part, all six will perish. To offer the two reprieves, you must press both buttons at once in the box before you. However, in doing so, you will give a sacrifice of your own. Two can live, four will die. Your decisions symbolized by the blood on your hands.

Jigsaw: You think it's the living that will have ultimate judgment over you, because the dead will have no claim over your soul.
[crumples application]
Jigsaw: But you may be mistaken.

Jigsaw: Methadone's a masking agent; it doesn't heal, it simple nulls the senses. I found a better way. These people, they will continue to hurt you, and let you down.
Jill: They're addicts John. Recovery is a process.
Jigsaw: Maybe addiction's just part of human nature. But what about these people, Jill, who come here every day and use you? They bide their time. They're avoiding prison sentence. They're getting hooked on masking agents. Do you call that recovery?
Jill: It's not that simple.
Jigsaw: Addiction is not simple, Jill! Wake up! These people have no respect for the lives they're destroying. Once you see death up close... then you know what the value of life is. And that's my way. And I brought proof that it works.
Jill: Amanda?
Amanda: Hello Jill.
Jigsaw: Jill, you once told me she was a lost soul. But here she stands. She's clean and whole. And she has new appreciation for her life.
Amanda: It works. It's real. He helped me.
[back to present]
Jill: Okay, John.

Jigsaw: Piranha!

Jigsaw: Hello, William. You have seen the flaws in your policy, but what you have not seen is the extent some people will go to when faced with death. The lawyer from your firm has ninety seconds to cross this room or the device attached to her chest will discharge and pierce her brain. She will find that the journey across this room is filled with danger. In order for her to make it, you will need to be there for her and it is you who ultimately holds the key to her survival. When faced with death, will she have the skills to live? Let the game begin.

Mark Hoffman: Amanda will fail you.
Jigsaw: We'll see.

Jigsaw: [to Hoffman] Do you like the way brutality feels, Mark?

Jigsaw: [from Jill's ultrasound footage of Gideon] We love you, son, and we're waiting for you.

[last lines]
Jigsaw: You want a chance? I'll give you a chance.

Jigsaw: [to Jill] When all this is done, I will provide a way out for you.

Jigsaw: [On a cassette recorder] Well today you will experience the meaning of sacrifice and you will see the consequence for those who unjustly hurt others.
Pamela Jenkins: Fuck!
[Smashes the recorder onto the ground]

Jigsaw: Hello, William. You've probably been wondering when we would see each other again. Today is that day. For years your probability formula has decided the fate of others. The healthy have benefited while the potentially sick have been unjustly rejected. However, this formula does not take into account the human will to live. When faced with death, who should live versus who will live are two entirely separate things. Today your policy will be put to the test. There are four straps around your limbs and you have four tests you must complete, for if you don't, the straps on your arms and legs will detonate. Look closely. You have sixty minutes to complete your tests and avoid this fate, starting now. You are not alone in this game. Just as you have taken loved ones away from their families, if you do not reach the end before the timer hits zero, you will never see your family again... Here is your first test. Your health and hereditary background put you in the highest category of success, however the same cannot be said for your adversary. While only fifty-two years of age, this man has continued to smoke, even though he has a history of high blood pressure and heart disease. This demonstrates the very lack of appreciation for the blessings of his own life. Your game will focus on the simple element of air. Once this game begins, every time you take a breath, the clamps around your chest will close in and crush your body. The only escape is in the other's failure. So I ask you: When faced with death, who will survive? Live or die, William. Make your choice.

Jigsaw: Hello, William. Standing on the platforms behind me are two of your colleagues. One: your file clerk, a young healthy male with no living relatives. The other: a middle aged woman, with a family history of diabetes. According to your policy, your secretary is older and weaker, and therefore less worthy to survive, but you know the loss that she will be to her family? While young Allen will disappear without a blip on the world's radar. Only one can exit this room and the choice of whom falls upon you. You must let go of one to save the life of the other. As you can see, the choice is not so clear when you are face to face with the people who's blood will stain your hands. Let the game begin.

Jigsaw: Hello. I want to play a game. The devices on your heads are symbolic of the shackles that you placed upon others. You recklessly loan people money, knowing their financial limitations, counting on repossessing, more than they could ever pay back. You are PREDATORS, but today, you become the prey. And it is your pound of flesh that I demand. This scale before you is your only path to freedom. However, only one of you may pass. And the toll is the ultimate sacrifice; the sacrifice of flesh. Before you, are the instruments to exact this flesh. Move with haste, though. For when the sixty second timer hits zero, the one who given the most flesh will release their bindings while the gears on your opponent's head will engage; piercing their skull. Who will offer the flesh to save their life? The choice is YOURS.

Jigsaw: [John appears on television] Hello, Tara. My apologies for exposing you and your son to this kind of treatment, but I can assure you it is not without reason. The man before you just made the sacrifices to save the life of a loved one. However, when given the opportunity to save your husband's life, he chose not to. Now, you will be given the power to save a life. Will you grant this man the opportunity to continue living, or will you dispense the same death sentence he issued your husband? Live or die.
Jigsaw: The choice is yours.

Jigsaw: [flashback scene when John questions William about being denied coverage for his cancer treatment] I came to talk to you Will, because I've found a treatment for my cancer that I think holds a lot of promise, but my requests for coverage have all been turned down...
William: Yeah...
Jigsaw: So, I was hoping that if I came and explained it to you that you might be able to get that overturned for me.
William: [smiles doubtfully] Well, the buck stops here, John. Fire away...
Jigsaw: Okay.
[John hands William a brochure]
Jigsaw: This is a doctor in Norway. He's got a 30 to 40% success rate with gene therapy. He injects what he calls suicide genes into cancerous tumor cells; then an inactive form of a toxic drug is administered...
William: Yes. I'm familiar with the therapy you're talking about.
Jigsaw: Right. And a new trial's starting. He's looking for new patients and he seems to think that I'm the perfect candidate...
William: John, if your primary physician, Dr. Gordon, thought you were a suitable candidate, he would have pursued it.
Jigsaw: No. Dr. Gordon is a specialist. You know, he's making money on his specialty. He's not a thinker. I mean, the man has his hand on the doorknob half the time that I'm there.
William: I'm gonna be straight with you. At your age and with the development of your cancer, it's simply not feasible for Umbrella Health...
Jigsaw: Wait, wait, wait, wait. What's not feasible? By whose mathematical equation is this not feasible?
William: It's policy, John. It's policy.
William: And if you go outside the system and seek out this treatment, which has been deemed ineffective, you will be in breach of policy and you will be dropped from coverage completely.
William: I'm sorry.
Jigsaw: [gets up from his chair and paces around William's office] Did you know that in the Far East, people pay their doctors when they're healthy? When they're sick, they don't have to pay them. So basically, they end up paying for what they want, not what they don't want...
Jigsaw: We got it all ass-backwards here. These politicians, they say the same thing over and over and over again; "Healthcare decisions should be made by doctors and their patients, not by the government." Well, now I know they're not made by doctors and their patients or by the government. They're made by the fucking insurance companies.

Saw V (2008)
[from trailer]
Jigsaw: Hello Seth, I want to play a game. Right now, you are feeling helpless. This is the same helplessness you bestowed onto others. But now, it's unto 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. Within 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.

[from trailer]
Jigsaw: I am the man you call 'Jigsaw'

[from Trailer]
Jigsaw: Today, five people will become one, with the goal of surviving.

Jigsaw: Killing is distasteful... to me.

Jigsaw: Hello, Agent Strahm. If you're hearing this, then you've finally 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 you sanctuary, or it can be your grave. The choice is yours.
Agent Strahm: Fuck you.

Mark Hoffman: What do you want from me!
Jigsaw: I want to know if you have what it takes to survive.

Jigsaw: [to Hoffman] Everybody deserves a chance!

Jigsaw: Vengeance changes a person.
Jigsaw: It can make them realize what they're capable of.

Mark Hoffman: So this is blackmail?
Jigsaw: No, no, no, no, no. This is redemption. Just giving you an option. That's all. Now, you can arrest me, but doing so, your life ends as you know it. Or, you could explore the method of rehabilitation that'll permit you to sleep at night.

Mark Hoffman: What floor are you going to?
[starts to draw his gun from his jacket]
Jigsaw: [pushes Hoffman into the corner of the elevator and injects a syringe into his neck] I think we're both going to the same place.

Jigsaw: [to Hoffman] They say imitation is the most sincere form of flattery...

Jigsaw: If you're good at anticipating the human mind, it leaves nothing to chance.

Saw 3D: The Final Chapter (2010)
Jigsaw: Congratulations Dr. Gordon... you survived

Jigsaw: Hello Dr. Gordon. You are perhaps my greatest asset. Without you, my work over the last few years would not have been possible. That having been said I have a request. Watch over Jill, and should anything happen to her, I want you to act immediately on my behalf. In return for that, I will keep no more secrets from you. I've shown you a lot of places, but there is one that will be perhaps the most meaningful to you.

Jigsaw: Hello, Bobby. I want to play a game. You have amassed wealth, fame and notoriety based on your story of survival. Many have aided in your cause. Few know the truth. You are a liar. You and I both know you have never been in a trap, nor have you ever been tested. Today, these lies will come full circle and you will learn if you truly have what it takes to call yourself a survivor. The cage you find yourself in will symbolize your rebirth. Within the next sixty minutes, you must stay on the path of learning and traverse a series of obstacles to obtain access to your wife, who you have also deceived. If you fail to reach her before the clock runs out, she will die. Live or die, Bobby. Make your choice.

Jigsaw: Hello, Evan. I want to play a game. The situation you find yourself in is of your own doing. You, your girlfriend, and your friends are all RACISTS. You have intimidated others based on their physical differences, but today, it is YOU who will run scared; your friends fallen your every word, Evan. Therefore, you will be the only one capable of saving them and yourself. In 30 seconds, the jacks holding up this car will fall, setting off a deadly chain of events. In order to stop this from happening, you must tear yourself away from the seat, to which you are glued. And you must pull the red lever before you. But no act comes without a sacrifice. You judged others by the color of their skin. And today, Evan, you will learn that we are all the same color on the inside. Live or die, Evan. The choice is yours.