Leaked! Check out a preview of the “Saw VI” script (that I wrote)
(Darkness.)
ADAM
Help! Someone help me!
(There is a loud dragging sound somewhere in the room.)
Is someone there? Hey!
(in a slightly softer but still panicked voice)
Shit, I’m probably dead.
(Suddenly, from out within the darkness comes a man’s low, raspy voice.)
LAWRENCE
You’re not dead.
ADAM
Who’s that? Who’s that?!
LAWRENCE
There’s no point in yelling.
ADAM
Turn on the lights!
LAWRENCE
Would if I could.
ADAM
Shh! Hang on a second, I think I found something.
(With a loud click and an even louder buzzing sound, the very bright fluorescent lights come to life. He sees Lawrence chained to the wall hanging over a radiator. There is a shot glass under one of his feet. Due to the heat of the radiator he is literally dripping with sweat. Towards the center of the room we see a gallon-sized pot of water on a grill next to which lies several dozen hot dogs, cooked. To the left of the grill is a micro cassette recorder.)
ADAM
What the fuck is this?
LAWRENCE
Calm down, just calm down.
(Adam feels something in his pocket. He pulls out a plastic baggie with a white envelope in it. He unfolds the baggie; the envelope says ADAM. He stares at it in his hands, wondering what it is. Adam reaches into the envelope, pulls out a micro cassette tape. A close up shows the words “Play Me” written on the tape label. Adam holds it in his hand, studying it.)
LAWRENCE
What is that?
ADAM
It’s a tape.
(He goes to the player, picks it up. He pops in the tape and presses play, holding the tape recorder out a bit so that they can both hear. A chilling deep, raspy, sinister male voice comes from the tape.)
JIGSAW
(on 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 simply sat in the shadows, letting others make choices for you. But today is the day that you will be forced to make a decision for yourself. If you don’t make this choice, you will remain locked in this room to die. So are you going to watch yourself die today, Adam? Or do something about it? The game is simple. You will be offered two options and all you have to do is make a choice between them.
(Adam glances down at the tape recorder wide-eyed, then back up at Lawrence)
The choice is this. Would you rather drink a gallon of hotdog water
(a view of the pot from Adam’s POV)
or would you rather do a shot of another man’s foot sweat?
(a view of the shot glass collecting Lawrence’s sweat)
You must choose between these two options. If you refuse to pick one, I’ll leave you in this room to rot. Let the game begin.
(From the tape Jigsaw’s maniacal laughing is heard. Adam SCREAMS as loud as he can in terror and despair, “No! Don’t!!!” over and over and crying. The screams fade out, and is replaced by the ending titles and instrumental music.)
THE END
ADAM
Help! Someone help me!
(There is a loud dragging sound somewhere in the room.)
Is someone there? Hey!
(in a slightly softer but still panicked voice)
Shit, I’m probably dead.
(Suddenly, from out within the darkness comes a man’s low, raspy voice.)
LAWRENCE
You’re not dead.
ADAM
Who’s that? Who’s that?!
LAWRENCE
There’s no point in yelling.
ADAM
Turn on the lights!
LAWRENCE
Would if I could.
ADAM
Shh! Hang on a second, I think I found something.
(With a loud click and an even louder buzzing sound, the very bright fluorescent lights come to life. He sees Lawrence chained to the wall hanging over a radiator. There is a shot glass under one of his feet. Due to the heat of the radiator he is literally dripping with sweat. Towards the center of the room we see a gallon-sized pot of water on a grill next to which lies several dozen hot dogs, cooked. To the left of the grill is a micro cassette recorder.)
ADAM
What the fuck is this?
LAWRENCE
Calm down, just calm down.
(Adam feels something in his pocket. He pulls out a plastic baggie with a white envelope in it. He unfolds the baggie; the envelope says ADAM. He stares at it in his hands, wondering what it is. Adam reaches into the envelope, pulls out a micro cassette tape. A close up shows the words “Play Me” written on the tape label. Adam holds it in his hand, studying it.)
LAWRENCE
What is that?
ADAM
It’s a tape.
(He goes to the player, picks it up. He pops in the tape and presses play, holding the tape recorder out a bit so that they can both hear. A chilling deep, raspy, sinister male voice comes from the tape.)
JIGSAW
(on 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 simply sat in the shadows, letting others make choices for you. But today is the day that you will be forced to make a decision for yourself. If you don’t make this choice, you will remain locked in this room to die. So are you going to watch yourself die today, Adam? Or do something about it? The game is simple. You will be offered two options and all you have to do is make a choice between them.
(Adam glances down at the tape recorder wide-eyed, then back up at Lawrence)
The choice is this. Would you rather drink a gallon of hotdog water
(a view of the pot from Adam’s POV)
or would you rather do a shot of another man’s foot sweat?
(a view of the shot glass collecting Lawrence’s sweat)
You must choose between these two options. If you refuse to pick one, I’ll leave you in this room to rot. Let the game begin.
(From the tape Jigsaw’s maniacal laughing is heard. Adam SCREAMS as loud as he can in terror and despair, “No! Don’t!!!” over and over and crying. The screams fade out, and is replaced by the ending titles and instrumental music.)
THE END