[Interior – Silva Pharmaceuticals facilities. Alarms ringing. Red lights flashing.] Octane: HAHA! Do you hear that, Lifeline?! Music to my ears! Let's go, let's go, let's go! Lifeline (Ajay Che): Shut up for a second, Octavio. Alarms are not music, they are problems. And you already have enough. Octane: Relax, doc. My dad has enough problems,...Read more