Tyler: My God! Linda!

Kore: No, no, no, she is not here

Kore: She is far away from here. I merely have an electronic connection that will deliver both my instructions and the results should you not play my game well.

Kore: What do you say to that, Mr. Leibovitch? Do you accept my challenge to earn your Linda’s life?

Tyler: Why should I believe you?! You’ll kill us both anyways. I won’t play a game! No! I won’t play a game!

Kore: Do you recognize me, Mr. Leibovitch? I daresay I’m one of your more unique creations. Or perhaps I have too many clothes on for you to recognize me.

Kore: It is not matter, but I should rather we have no misunderstandings about which actions specifically have caused you to be brought to this point.

Tyler: No! I don’t know who you are or why! I won’t cooperate until I see Linda and see she’s unharmed. Let me speak to my wife!

Kore: Alas, I hoped you would remember. I suppose you will recognize me better once Linda has come to look as I do.

Tyler: No, Kore! For God’s sake!

Kore: I see. The rules of the game are very simple. You must agree to them before you hear what they are. Do you agree?