Jigsaw: If you're good at anticipating the human mind, it leaves nothing to chance.
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.
Agent Strahm: How did you walk out of that building?
Mark Hoffman: How did you?
Agent Strahm: On a gurney, with a fucking hole in my throat! And you, couple of scratches, and a story about how your arm straps broke. Jigsaw doesn't make mistakes.
Mark Hoffman: Is this you theorizing again? 'Cause Jigsaw's dead.
Agent Strahm: I'm not talking about him, I'm talking about you and your whole crooked department.
Mark Hoffman: My department's gone, they're all dead. There's no one left.
Agent Strahm: Besides you.
Mark Hoffman: I've been chasing Jigsaw from the beginning, and I got him. So unless you've got something
else to say... back the fuck off.
Mark Hoffman: Hello Agent Strahm, if you are hearing this then you have once again found what you are looking for, or so you think. Your dedication is to be commended. But I ask you, if you have learned anything on your journey of discovery. As the old adage goes, "Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me." The situation you find yourself in is, but of trust, so I
ask you Special Agent Strahm, have you learned to trust me? The only way to survive this room is by entering the glass box before you. Pain will be incurred, but you have a chance of survival. However, if you choose not to, you will never be heard from again. Your body will never be found. You will simply vanish. I ask you, Special Agent Strahm, have you learned enough to trust me? Will you heed
my warning? For if you do not, this room will forever be your tomb, and my legacy will become yours. Make your choice.
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.