The Recruiter: How do you think I got to where I am now?

Seong Gi-hun: I don't care how you became their dog. Bring me your master.

The Recruiter: I used to work in the games when I was younger. I removed and burned the bodies of countless people like you. "These things aren't human. They're just trash, utterly useless in this world." I kept telling myself that and worked hard for a few years. Then they gave me a gun. It felt pretty good. Like my existence was acknowledged for the first time in my life. I don't know which year it was, but one day, I was about to shoot a man who had lost a game. The guy seemed familiar. Guess who it was. My dad. My dad was suddenly standing right in front of me. He was in tears, desperately begging me to spare his life. I shot him right in the middle of his forehead, and realized, "Ah. I'm cut out for this job."