Because red shirts die easily.
To get to the other side... err, no it was to pick up the laundry... nope, to get groceries? I forget.
Non-existent
Me: "Franz Ferdinand." 7yo: "But, he died in 1914." Me:
No matter how much protective garments they wear, there's still a chink in the armor.
With a crowbar.
A crowbar.
The stormtrooper misses every shot, but the red shirt still dies.