Saw V

"They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. But I find it somewhat... distasteful, to be given credit for work thats not mine. Especially inferior work."

"Killing is distasteful! To me. There is a better, more efficient way."

"You see, its a different method Im talking about; if a subject survives my method, he or she is instantly rehabilitated. Now, you want a chance? You want a chance, hm? Ill give you a chance."

"Tonight, you will see the difference between killing and rehabilitation."

"I know who [Tapp] is. I need you to lead him to someone for me -- a doctor. A healer who needs some healing."

"Youre willing to take that risk? The risk of ruining your own life to protect a corrupt legal system that puts murderers back on the streets? How would your sister feel? Youre at a crossroads, Detective. Make your choice."

"I assume nothing. I anticipate the possibilities and I let the game play out."

"If youre good at anticipating the human mind, it leaves nothing to chance."

"[On a videotaped message to his ex-wife] If youre watching this, Jill, Im long gone from this world. You are my heart. You always have been. You always will be. Im not going to try to explain my actions of late. Suffice it to say that I find it difficult to forgive myself for what happened at the clinic. I permitted, indeed, encouraged your decisions regarding the people there. I saw danger and I should have acted sooner. Im leaving you a box, today and its contents are of grave importance. Even though you and I dont always see everything eye to eye, I deeply believe in you and I believe that you will know what to do with these materials."

"Hello and welcome. This journey has been one of discovery and hopefully, youve discovered the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. The human body, for instance, is an astoundingly durable creation. It contains approximately ten pints of blood. Yet it is still able to operate with just half of that. The device before you is one of sacrifice. A sacrifice of blood. In order to open the door, the beaker must be filled to the marked level. A level that is of no coincidence. This amount can come from any one of you. But that does not matter. What does matter is time. For in 15 minutes, if the beaker is not filled, the bombs will explode and the doors will be sealed forever. So now I ask you: How much blood will you give in order to survive?"

"[Rigg] tried to help. He didnt make it. Nobody made it."

"You sit in bars until closing. You drink so you can sleep. You stagger to your car so you can start it all over again the next day. Then, I discovered what you do for recreation. Mm. You can dispense justice and give people a chance to value their lives in the same moment."