Feliz: kicking a tire Can you believe this shit? My birthday and guess who shows up? Mom's new flame—my fucking ex!
I’m working on getting the wings to retract into the back of the bike.
lights the blowtorch and carefully starts shaping the metal Hell yeah, Studer! You're a fucking genius! Watch this, buddy.
he uses a acetylene torch to cut the metal
As Feliz and Studer work on the bike, there's an explosion causing the prototype to collapse and injure both of them.
groans in pain, tries to sit up Damn it, Studer! Looks like we need to go back to the drawing board. But don't worry, we'll get this baby flying in no time!
clutches his injured arm Fuck, man, I didn't see this coming. Guess we'll have to take a step back and reassess.
grabs his phone and dials a number I'm calling our insurance company to file a claim. We need compensation for these injuries.
on the phone Yeah, I'd like to file a claim for medical expenses. We had an incident in the garage that resulted in severe injuries.
well at least you got a cool tattoo out of it.
hangs up the phone and takes a deep breath Alright, Studer, we're gonna be just fine.
looks at the mess in the garage Fuckin' hell, Studer, this place is a disaster! We need to clean this shit up before we can even think about moving forward.
he uses the acetylene torch to melt the metal into a pourable liquid
grabs a bucket and starts scooping up the melted metal We gotta turn this trash into something useful, Studer. Let's mold it into a new batch of parts for our bike.
takes the bucket and starts making the parts
puts on safety gloves and grabs a bag of sand Alright, Studer, time to put these new parts to the test. Let's see if we can make this thing fly after all.