Death is a preferable alternative to communism.

On a scale of one to ten, I'd say it's a "shut the fuck up and fix me".

You are approached by a frenzied Vault scientist, who yells, "I'm going to put my quantum harmonizer in your photonic resonation chamber!"

Communism is the very definition of failure.

But with this guy, it might have cost me some bad burns or an ass-rape. I'm all for risking my life, but I'm a little sensitive about asshole.