DR. GORDON (CONT'D): Game over.
[He slams the door shut. We are in TOTAL DARKNESS.
Hoffman screams into the abyss.
FADE OUT.]
[Hoffman screams like a trapped animal, tugging at the shackle containing him.
Dr. Gordon flicks the light switch off, plunging the once brightly lit bathroom into darkness.]
[Dr. Gordon throws the SAW far from Hoffman's reach.]
HOFFMAN: NO!
[Dr. Gordon seethes...]
DR. GORDON: This is our legacy now...
HOFFMAN: What...
[But before Hoffman can complete his sentence, he sees Dr. Gordon standing in the corner, next to the spot where his life was first changed.]
[This is THE BATHROOM. Hoffman's eyes flicker open. He's on his back, staring upwards. He rolls to his side, the sound of chain causing him to wince.
As Hoffman sits up, he sees a shackled CHAIN around his ankle attached to a pipe - the same pipe as Adam.]
(PRESENT)
[Dr. Gordon stares at Hoffman as Hoffman fights passing out. Hoffman reaches for Dr. Gordon's neck to choke him... but the drug puts Hoffman out almost instantly.]
[--(FLASHBACK - TO BE SHOT) Dr. Gordon sits in a now LARGER Jigsaw survivor group, making eye contact with the more fervent followers.
--(FLASHBACK - TO BE SHOT) Writes the note, "I KNOW WHO YOU ARE" from Saw V.]
[--(FLASHBACK - TO BE SHOT) Dr. Gordon leans over a large, bald man with gauze covering his face everywhere except his EYES. He brings a NEEDLE and THREAD to the mans' eyelid.
-- TREVOR, eyes sewn shut, in Saw IV, screams "My eyes!"]
(FLASHBACKS - TO BE SHOT)
[--With Jigsaw looking on, Dr. Gordon carefully places the key behind Michael's eye in the opening from Saw II.
--He hands a photo of Lynn Denlon to Jigsaw in Saw III--]
DR. GORDON: Jeff's wife. Dr. Lynn Denlon.
(FLASHBACK - TO BE SHOT)
[Dr. Gordon limps out of his nondescript brick building containing Jigsaw's lair. He winces at the bright sunlight.]
JIGSAW (V.O): Now return to your life with renewed appreciation.
(FLASHBACK - TO BE SHOT)
[Dr. Gordon, listening intently sits at the edge of a grimy bed before a peaceful John Kramer. The disheveled Dr. Gordon, stares down at his FIRST PROSTHETIC FOOT.]
(FLASHBACK - TO BE SHOT)
[Dr. Gordon lies strapped to a bed with his amputated ankle raised. He lets out a pained scream. Jigsaw tends to his healing stump, gently.]
JIGSAW: You may think I destroyed your life... but you had no life.


































