Leigh Whannell: Adam Faulkner-Stanheight
Adam : My last girlfriend was a feminist, vegan punk who broke up with me because she thought I was too angry.
John : [on audio tape] Rise and shine, Adam. You're probably wondering where you are. I'll tell you where you might be. You might be in the room that you die in. Up until now, you've simply sat in the shadows watching others live out their lives. But what do voyeurs see when they look into the mirror? Now I see you as a strange mix of someone angry, yet apathetic. But mostly just pathetic. So are you going to watch yourself die here today, Adam, or do something about it?
Adam : I don't get it.
Adam : I'm having a blast! This is the most fun I've had without lubricant!
Adam : I don't give a crap if you covered yourself in peanut butter and had a 15 hooker gang bang!
Adam : Do you see any scars?
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : What?
Adam : Huh? This is what they do man! They kidnap and drug you, before you know it you're lying in a bathtub and your kidneys are on eBay!
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : No one has taken your kidneys.
Adam : Can you tell from way over there?
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Because you'd need to be in terrible agony or you'd be dead by now, trust me.
Adam : What are you? A surgeon?
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Yeah.
Adam : Face it Larry, we're both bullshiters. My camera, it doesn't know how to lie. It only shows you what's put right in front of it
Adam : Help! Someone help me! Is someone there? Hey! Oh shit, I'm probably dead.
Adam : [as Lawrence is sawing off his foot] No! Oh, my God! What are you doing? Lawrence, what are you doing? What are you... Oh, my God! Lawrence, don't! No! Lawrence, please! I'm begging you! Lawrence, it's not me who did this to you.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : You have to die
Adam : No, I want to live!
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : I'm sorry...
Adam : I want to live!
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : My family...
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : I've done it, now show them to me!
Adam : You want to know what I do? I'm paid to follow rich guys like you who go to seedy, out-of-the-way motels to fuck their secretaries.
Adam : Look... we're out of time!
Adam : Are they ok?
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : My wife... , she, uh she mentioned your name.
Adam : What did she say?
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : She told me not to believe you.
Adam : Believe me about what?
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : She told me you knew me. Who are you?
Adam : You know who I am.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Stop the lies! You're a liar! I need to know the truth!
Adam : I'm a liar? What did you do last night, Lawrence? Work at the hospital? Saving sick children? You told me last night, that after you left your house last night, you went to work at the hospital.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : That's because it's the truth.
Adam : No, it's not. Your wife was right, Larry. You don't recall getting your picture taken in that parking lot?
[cuts to the garage scene with Lawrence going to his car]
Adam : I can prove you didn't go anywhere near a hospital last night. he shows Larry the pictures from the tub. It's not the first time I've done it either, Larry. I've been taking pictures of you for a few days now.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : But... why?
Adam : You wanna know what I do? I get paid to take pictures of rich guys like you who go to seedy, out-of-the-way motels to fuck their secretaries
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Who was it?
Adam : Who was who?
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : The person who paid you to photograph me who was it?
Adam : He calls himself "Bob" and he gives me the money upfront. 200 bucks a night. If I had known I was gonna end up in here I would've asked for a hell of a lot more.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : What does that mean? Does that mean you saw what happened to me?
Adam : What I saw was you get into your car, that's it. I didn't ask your name, I didn't know who you were, I don't know how I got here, I don't know how you got here. I just took the shots and went straight home to develop them. Next thing I know I'm chained to a pipe in some prehistoric bathroom, staring at the guy I've been taking shots of all day.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Clearly whoever paid you to take pictures of me... is the one who put us here!
Adam : Maybe.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : What do you mean "Maybe"? Of course it is. What did this guy look like?
Adam : Well he's just a guy.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Was he tall,dark,skinny,obese?
Adam : I don't take notes on his appearance!
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Clearly you must remember something about him.
Adam : I can't!
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : You mean you're telling me you can't remember a thing about the guy!
Adam : I told you I...
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Oh for fuck's sake! I give up!
Adam : He's a tall black guy, he's got a scar around his neck! Okay?
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Tapp, Detective Tapp.
Adam : Whoa, guy who paid me to take these photos was not a cop.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : No no no, he was discharged from the police force, broked down after his partner got killed. That didn't stop him from harassing me... he convinced himself that I must have somehow been involved with the murders and he's crazy... and you helped him. You took money from him to invade my privacy... how could you do that?
Adam : I call it my need to eat.
Dr. Lawrence Gordon : Right, ya know what Adam? You are not a victim of this game, YOU'RE A PART OF IT.