"You know, we arrested a dentist last week who liked to play with kids a bit too much. He lived two blocks from here. The sewer lines run under this neighborhood, Doctor."

"Why do you care what I think anyway? I don't give a crap if you cover yourself in peanut butter and had a fifteen hooker gang bang!"

"What are you more pissed off about? The fact that I took some shots of you, or the fact that I took some shots of you while you were cheating on your wife?"

"He calls himself Bob and he gives me the money upfront. 200 bucks a night. If I'd known I was gonna end up here, I would have asked for a hell of a lot more."

"Face it, Larry, we're both bullshitters. But my camera isn't. It doesn't know how to lie. It only shows you what's put right in front of it."

"On my sixth birthday, my best friend at the time, Scott Tibbs, stabbed me with a rusty nail, I didn't tell you about that. I didn't tell you that my last girlfriend was a feminist, vegan punk who broke up with me because she thought I was too angry. Uh, I haven't told you that one of my toenails is slightly-"

"Yes, I'm willing to risk it! Give me that sweet cancer."

"A cellphone! The most beautiful invention on this planet!"

"This is the most fun I've had without lubricant!"

"I went to bed in my shithole apartment and woke up in an actual shithole."

"My name is Very Fucking Confused; what's your name?"

"Help! Someone help me! Is someone there? Hey! Oh, shit, I'm probably dead."

"Zep, you perverted little psychopath! I'm going to take great pleasure in seeing you pay for this, you bastard fuck!"

"[to Adam] I DID NOT CHEAT ON HER!"

"He doesn't want us to cut through our chains. He wants us to cut through our feet."

"Hello Mr. Hindle. Or as they called you around the hospital: Zepp. I want you to make a choice. There's a slow-acting poison coursing through your system, which only I have the antidote for. Will you murder a mother and her child to save yourself? Listen carefully, if you will. There are rules."

"Congratulations. You are still alive. Most people are so ungrateful to be alive. But not you. Not anymore."

"Hello, Amanda. You don't know me, but I know you. I want to play a game. Here's what happens if you lose. The device you are wearing is hooked into your upper and lower jaw. When the timer in the back goes off, your mouth will be permanently ripped open. Think of it like a reverse bear trap. Here, I'll show you. [on videotape, a mannequin's head is destroyed by the device] There is only one key to open the device. It's in the stomach of your dead cell mate. Look around, Amanda. Know that I'm not lying. You better hurry up. Live or die. Make your choice."

"Hello, Paul. You are a perfectly healthy, sane and middle-class male. Yet last month you ran a straight razor across your wrist. Did you cut yourself because you truly wanted to die, or did you just want some attention? Tonight, you'll show me. The irony is that if you want to die you just have to stay where you are, but if you want to live, you'll have to cut yourself again. Find the path through the razor-wire to the door. But hurry. At three o'clock that door will lock, and then, this room becomes your tomb. How much blood will you shed to stay alive, Paul?"

"Dr. Gordon, this is your wake-up call. Every day of your working life you have given people the news that they're going to die soon. Now, you will be the cause of death. Your aim in this game is to kill Adam. You have until six on the clock to do it. There's a man in the room with you. When there's that much poison in your blood, the only thing left to do -- is shoot yourself. There are ways to win this hidden all around you. Just remember, X marks the spot for the treasure. If you do not kill Adam by six, then Alison and Diana will die, Dr. Gordon... and I'll leave you in this room to rot. Let the game begin. [whispers] Follow your heart."

"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 you die in. Up until now you 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 today, Adam, or do something about it?"

"I want to play a game."

"Game over!"

"Yes, I'm sick, officer. Sick from the disease eating away at me inside. Sick of people who don't appreciate their blessings. Sick of those who scoff at the suffering of others. I'm sick of it all!"

"We Dare You Again..."

"We don't even know what's in those syringes. You willin' to stick yourself in the arm to find out?"

"[Amanda locks him in the bathroom from the first film] I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU FUCKING BITCH! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! No! NO!!! [Screams fade away]"

"Shut the FUCK up!"

"Putting a gun to someone's head and forcing them to pull the trigger is still murder."

"First, you said you wanted to talk. Then you said you wanted to play a game. You're talking, but it means NOTHING!"

"It's a little hard to follow the manual when you've got my son, John."

"The clock is ticking, John."

"I don't want to talk to him."

"[To Jigsaw, about his son] You MOTHERFUCKER!! WHERE IS HE?!"

"[To Jigsaw] Hey. Is this close enough?"