Technician Volkov: "Occupation, next of kin?"
Antov: "Huh? Why are you asking me that?"
Technician Sadovich: "Answer the fucking question or we'll wire up your balls to this car battery and shock you until you've got more volts running through you then a goddamn light bulb!"
Antov: "Oh no, okay, okay... I'm a factory foreman at Lenin Victory Factory at Orasularma."
Technician Volkov: "That is the factory that exploded a few weeks back, right?"
Antov: "My next of kin is my wife Darla. Don't hurt her."
Technician Sadovich: "Answer his question. Was that your factory?"
Antov: "Yes, it was."
Technician Sadovich: "Where is your home?"
Antov: "The town of Teli, around the Lenin Victory Factory. I live in Apartment 452C, on 114th Street."
Technician Volkov: "Lenin Factory. Were you involved with or did you note any sabotage at the factory?"
Antov: "I wasn't involved!"
Technician Sadovich, at this point, feels that his life was in danger from the obviously aggressive Antov. He moved to incapacitate Antov in order to restrain him.
Antov: "OH GOD! OH GOD! Stop, please, OH GOD! AAAAAGH!"
Technician Volkov: "What was your involvement with the sabotage at the factory?"
Antov: "I wasn't involved, I tell you!"
Technician Sadovich: "You're lying, we don't like liars here!"
Antov: "I swear to God!"
Technician Sadovich: "He can't help you here! Answer his question the RIGHT WAY!"
Antov: "N-no!"
Health: 9
Will: 8