Communism is the very definition of failure.

Speaking of harm's way. Know what I see lookin' at you? Walking, talking corpses.

I held your hand and watched the blood pool between your legs. You lived long enough to see Edwin, but not Enoch. I will take care of them my love, I promise you this.

It's only that one spot you need armoured too - the one the bullet hits.

I knew this was a bad idea, but, in the absence of any good ideas, I continued forward.