All language subtitles for Class.of.09.S01E02.720p.WEB.x265-MiNX

Previously on Class of '09...

AGENT: Ever thought
of joining the FBI?

We're looking for
different kinds of people.

I'm-I'm Ashely Poet, but
everybody calls me Poet.

I shouldn't be here.

I need you to stay.

- You don't know me.
- I will.

I'm Tayo Michaels, and as
I sat in my nice office,

I just thought to myself,

this isn't the kind of injustice

I want to spend my life fixing.

HOUR: Poet and Lennox are gonna
be married within five years.

What about you? You got
your eye on anybody here?

No one.

POET: What's my assignment?

Right here.

Inside the FBI.

- The Bureau talked to me.
- About what?

About you. They asked

whether you could work
with me, to transfer over.

- We don't spy on our own.
- Sometimes we have to.

SPENSER: Director Michaels, why
do you need five more years?

TAYO: I've integrated
groundbreaking technology

to the investigative process.

Artificial intelligence
that misses nothing

and judges everyone as equals.

Am I being followed?

You're being protected, Poet.

TAYO: Not only are we now

one of the greatest
countries on this earth,

we are now also
one of the safest.

POET: Amos Garcia?

I know where your career began.

I know where it ended up.

Where is that?

GARCIA: As the puppet
of a justice system

- you no longer understand.
- (gunshots)

AGENT: He must've
said something.

Nothing I can make sense of.

♪

(indistinct chatter)

(toilet flushes)

(locker doors open, close)

(indistinct chatter continues)

- (exhales)
- Hey.

You okay?

I'll, I'll meet
you guys out there.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

GABRIEL: Listen up.

You all self-reported
that you'd passed

the physical fitness test.

DREW: We know what you
claimed you can do.

Now it's time to see
what you can actually do.

Today's run is one
and a half miles.

DREW: For the men,
we need a time

under 12 minutes, 24 seconds.

GABRIEL: Under 14 minutes
is a pass for the women.

DREW: If you fail
the fitness test,

you cannot be a special agent.

There are no exceptions.

- (ticking)
- GABRIEL: Three,

two, one.

(whistle blows)

♪

Which office did you request?

- On orders night?
- Mm-hmm.

Miami.

- Miami? (chuckles)
- Mm-hmm. (chuckles)

Yeah, they usually like

to post agents someplace new.

No family...

no friends...

no grudges, no loyalties.

An outsider's eye.

Do you have an outsider's
eye, Agent Nunez?

Agents Johnson and Franklin
have already questioned him?

TAYO: They have.

And found nothing?

What's your point, Agent Nunez?

We don't have a warrant.

We don't have a crime.

TAYO: We can be provocative.

To certain people.

Sometimes we reveal things.

Just by showing up.

(line ringing)

- (intercom clicks)
- MAN: Can we help you?

Yes, Special Agents
Michaels and Nunez

here to speak to
Mr. Mark Tupirik.

(intercom clicks)

♪

Out here, we shake
each other's hands.

Well, I'm not here
to buy a cow, sir.

Why are you here?

We're just...

hoping that we could talk a bit.

Hmm.

TUPIRIK: So if I was poor,

you would've cooked
something up,

like a... unpaid bill,

or a broken taillight.

But I'm not poor.

And you're wrong about me.

What exactly am I wrong about?

Jessa Mae.

Jessa Mae, this is Agent
Michaels and Agent Nunez.

This is my wife, Jessa Mae.

Follow me.

Thank you.

Thank you, Benjamin.

You noticed Benjamin's scars.

They call this
part of the country

"the Suicide Belt."

There's thousands
of men out there

alone on their farms,

cut off from their country.

Laughed at, when they're
not being ignored.

Six times more suicides
than homicides.

Where's the help for them?

So I say, "Come to me.

"You have a place here.
Your life has meaning.

You are not alone."

And how many can you take?

TUPIRIK: Well,
there's no limit.

We'll just keep
growing and growing.

The Indians have a reservation
for their way of life.

Why can't I have one for mine?

Sir, may I use your restroom?

Jessa Mae, will you please show
Agent Nunez to the ladies' room?

And bring her right back.

♪

♪

I read that J. Edgar Hoover us

out-of-favor agents
to Butte and Billings.

Did you do something
wrong, Agent Michaels?

You read a lot about the FBI?

(sighs)

Casey?

Find out where they are.

Yes, sir.

JESSA MAE: Take me with you.

Don't leave me, please.

We'll come back, I promise.

Everything okay?

NUNEZ: Of course.

All that coffee.

Yeah. (chuckles)

Well, look...

thank you all for your time.

We'll be in touch.

Uh, what will we
be in touch about?

You have a good day.

- I have to tell you...
- No, no.

Not here.

Nunez, hey!

(speaking indistinctly)

(gunshot)

(Nunez cries out)

TAYO: Come on!
Come on! Drop it!

Drop it! Come on!

- Come on! Come on!
- No! No!

(whimpers, grunts)

(both panting)

Get in, come on!

You're gonna be okay,
okay? Down! Down!

(Tayo grunting)

NUNEZ: Shit.

- All right. Stay down!
- (engine revs)

(Tayo grunts)

(Tayo groans)

Hold on now!

(grunting)

(Tayo grunts)

(engine sputtering)

(man shouting in distance)

Shit.

Hey, hey, hey.

Nunez, come on, come on, hey.

Come on, I need you. We're
gonna get out of here, okay?

You just got... just got
to stay with me, okay?

Stay with me, all right?

- It's gonna hurt.
- (both grunt)

Hey, listen.

I need you to draw
their fire, okay?

All right.

(panting)

(exhales slowly)

(inhales)

(exhales)

Nunez!

Nunez, hold your fire!

Nunez? Nunez?

Oh, shit. Hey, hey.

Hey. Hey, stay with me, okay?

Hey, you hit anywhere else, huh?

Okay.

Excellent work, excellent work.

Control.

Control, this is Agent Michaels.

- We got a 10-69.
- DISPATCH: Yes, Agent.

TAYO: Agent needs
immediate medevac.

Roger that. Medevac en route.

What you find?

A basement.

(panting)

(wind whistling)

(coughs)

(pants)

(coughing)

(coughing)

(panting)

Shit. (grunts)

(coughs)

♪

(indistinct radio chatter)

(fire crackling loudly)

(radio chatter continues)

(snapping, popping)

(door creaks)

(wheezing)

(siren approaching)

(helicopter whirring)

(indistinct radio chatter)

(panting)

DREW: 14 minutes.

(panting)

Tayo, did you self-test?

Yes, sir, I did.

DREW: And you passed?

Yes, ma'am.

Explain it to me.

My weight, it, uh...

it goes up and down.
It always has, it's...

It's not something
I'm not proud of.

It's just that the application
process, it takes so long.

Uh, it took me 11
months to get here.

GABRIEL: Fitness isn't
something you do for a day.

- It's a way of life.
- TAYO: Yes, sir.

Uh...

but I was working
corporate-America days.

I let my body slip.

But I passed that test.

Well, you haven't
passed it here.

DREW: All right, let's go.

- GABRIEL: Let's go!
- DREW: Up the hill.

(birds singing)

SIMONS: I don't believe
you passed the test.

TAYO: You can call me slow.
Just don't call me a liar.

Hell, I'm calling you a
liar because you're slow.

Hey, my time was a
little behind, too,

if you want to train together.

Yeah, I appreciate the offer.

SIMONS: You can't make up two
minutes, not in five days.

It can't be done.

Hey, what is it with you, man?

- I know running.
- And I know you.

- You know me?
- Yeah, people like you.

My whole life. You're
in every class,

every work place, every
locker room. Yeah, I know you.

Mm. Well, I'm not a bully.

You're not a victim.

You got found out, that's all.

That's what this place is for.

Look, Simons is an asshole.

But he's right.

About what?

(whispers): Tayo is never
gonna make that time.

Well, we don't know that.
We have to at least try.

You have to try, you mean?

Why do you say it like that?

Because there isn't a lost
cause you don't get in line for.

Where is this coming from?

HOUR: You want
to loan me money.

Help Tayo train.

That's your thing, right?

My thing? No.

I don't have a thing.

Everyone has a thing.

Yours is saving people.

So, what, should I have
just not said anything?

I mean, Tayo can handle himself.

Should I have just
let you leave?

Maybe you should have.

So leave. That
can be your thing.

Leaving. I won't try
and stop you this time.

You would try to stop me.

No, I wouldn't.

Did we just have
our first fight?

Yeah, I think we did.

Any chance it'll be our last?

No.

LENNIX: It was the
Bureau's darkest hour.

And our deadliest day.

44 agents died in that attack.

We vowed that nothing like
it would ever happen again.

No matter what the cost.

POET: I heard
about your divorce.

I'm really sorry.

Yeah, it's, uh...

it was in the cards for a while.

We both held on for
the girls, but, um...

holding on wasn't enough.

Murphy told me you're
getting into politics.

We all become our
parents in the end.

(both laugh)

- They must be thrilled.
- They are.

After I retired, the...

Bureau suggested that
I teach at Quantico.

I tried for a time.

Uh, the training has changed.

You know, five
months to five weeks.

Core components only...
How to shoot, how to fight.

(stammers) They don't even need
to know how to drive anymore.

They say it's to
get the trainees out

into the field faster and help
with the recruitment issues.

I mean, who'd want
to be an agent now?

They're just told where to go.

What to do.

It's gone, Poet.

The Bureau that we knew.

It broke my heart

to see what Quantico's
been turned into.

Our class would never make
it through there today.

I gave the Bureau
my entire life.

(sighs)

Now they're watching me.

- They watch everyone.
- No, not like that.

This is an operation.

I mean, they have agents
outside my apartment.

When Garcia showed up, they
were right there, waiting.

What the hell did you and
Murphy find in Garcia's house?

Before we could
investigate his computer,

other agents came
in and stopped us.

Amos gave me something.

Some kind of keycard.

You should talk to Hour.

She's the only one who
ever understood the code.

Okay, how long has it
been since you two talked?

Nine years.

(alarm clock sounding)

Mm.

(alarm stops)

(birds singing outside)

♪

Hey.

And there she is.

So, I was thinking
we could start...

You don't think I'm
gonna make it, do you?

Well, there's a chance.

Okay.

You know, I see you standing
there worrying about me.

What you don't see is
me standing here...

worrying about you.

Ready?

GABRIEL: All right, listen up!

Tyler Simons challenges for
the 300 meter sprint record.

DREW: The trainee record

has remained unbroken
for 20 years.

32.45 seconds.

GABRIEL: It's held by
Special Agent Mitch Colby.

We called him, and he
has a message for Simons.

"It's about time!"

- All right.
- MAN: Yeah.

(trainees whooping)

Let's go.

(indistinct shouting, whooping)

DREW: Let's go
up to the track!

(whooping, shouting, clapping)

(whistle blows)

- Let's go!
- (shouting, cheering)

(panting)

(woman whoops)

(cheering and shouting continue)

- (beeps)
- DREW: 18/100 of a second off.

A great achievement.

The second fastest trainee.

(Gabriel whoops)

Great job. Great.

(indistinct,
overlapping chatter)

- You good, man?
- Yeah, yeah.

(chuckles) So I'm
fastest white trainee

in the history of
Quantico, right?

You know? Yeah.

-There aren't separate records.
-SIMONS: What'd you say?

I said, there aren't...
separate... records.

Don't do that.

Do what?

- Make this into something.
- What am I making it into?

You said a thing, and I'm
just curious about it.

- Hey, what's going on?
- Nothing, sir.

You don't get to decide
that it's nothing, okay?

It's pretty obvious.

- TAYO: What is?
- SIMONS: Um,

you're just annoyed that
you're about to get kicked out.

I'm standing here as a
trainee, just like you.

- Sure, until Friday.
- Oh, okay.

You just got
revealed. That's all.

I mean, that is what
this place is for, right?

(Simons laughs softly)

Say it.

Say what?

I can tell that you want
to say it, so say it.

I want you to.

All right, that's
enough. Everybody out!

Our class, stay!

Tayo, Simons, in front.

I don't care whether you
like each other or not.

These are the people
who'll be by your side

when you're under fire.

I won't pass a class
that behaves like this.

I don't care if the Bureau
has already spent $100,000

on each of you.

You will all move
forward on Friday,

or none of you will.

(quiet, indistinct murmurs)

(exhales)

(knocking at door)

- Hi.
- Yup.

Yeah, I knew it
was gonna be you.

Or Gabriel coming here
to tell me about how,

when they joined the FBI, that
some trainee gave him a wedgie

for being born in
the Philippines,

and that I should
look the other way.

What's the point of looking
the other way, though, Poet,

when all you see is
the same goddamn thing?

Can I come in?

(scoffs) Poet, you
ever been arrested?

- No.
- Okay.

Uh, ask me if I
ever been arrested.

Go on. Don't be
embarrassed. Ask me.

- No, Tayo, I'm not going to ask you that.
- Once.

I was 15 years old.

Driving to the movies.

I think it was Crimson Tide.

-Yeah, Crimson Tide. You seen it?
-Submarines.

Yeah, my oldest brothers, um,
they were in the front seat,

and I was in the back,
reading a book I checked out

from the library about nuclear
submarines, I kid you not.

'Cause I wanted to make
sure the movie was accurate.

And then, you know,

we see those police lights
flashing right behind us.

And my oldest brother, he just
pulls over, nice and slow,

shows his ID, nice and slow,

does everything right,
like we've been taught.

"Yes, sir." "No, Officer."

"We was just going
to the movies, sir."

But, uh... that
was not enough.

No, the officer... he wants
us to get out of the vehicle.

And so we comply, but

they start arguing,
like hotshot lawyers,

just arguing about their rights.

And to shut them up,

the other officer
comes over to me...

and he looks at me,

the silent one,

quiet one...

the baby of the group,

and he just...

just...

slaps me right across my face.

The look on their faces.

And it worked.

It worked, because...

they didn't say a word.

My father never hit
me, God rest his soul.

My mother, she never
hit me, either.

But that officer... he was

the first person in my life

to ever... hit me.

POET: I'm sorry.

What are you sorry for?

I'm not sorry.

No, no, no, I'm not sorry.

It helped me...

understand how to
see this world.

How you see the world?

That's what worries me.

(soft, rhythmic beeping)

Senator.

What is it you want to say?

There are inexplicable arrests.

- You know it, I know it.
- No, Senator, I don't know it.

People who've done
nothing wrong.

So they say.

I have a close friend.

Her son was arrested by the
Bureau, and none of us know why.

Well, maybe she
didn't know her son

as well as she thought she did.

It wasn't for
something they'd done.

It could only have been for
something they might do.

Tell me that's impossible,
and I walk out.

You know, according to folklore,

500 years ago in
the city of Prague,

Rabbi Loew made a
creature out of clay,

a golem, scraped from the
banks of the River Vltava,

to protect the Jews
from persecution.

You see, he didn't
really trust his rulers.

(chuckling softly): He
certainly didn't trust the law.

People can't save the Jews.

But with this clay golem,

brought to life

with the breath of God's name,

they might stand a chance.

(Tayo exhales)

Not everyone sees this
system as a savior.

People failed, Senator.

In their most basic,
their most basic duty

to protect each other, to
look after one another.

People...

well, they're just no
goddamn good at it.

What about Amos Garcia?

(panting)

Hey.

I'm sorry.

You saying you're sorry,
or you saying "goodbye"?

GABRIEL: All right, let's go!

(Tayo panting)

GABRIEL: Three, two, one.

(whistle blows)

(Tayo panting loudly)

(stopwatch clicks)

(yells)

(Tayo pants, groans)

GABRIEL: Tayo?

(panting)

With a time of 13
minutes and two seconds,

you failed the fitness test.

Is there anything
you want to say?

Sir, I've been reading about
procedures at Quantico,

and according to the rules,
it says that it's possible

for me to retake the fitness
test in seven weeks now.

If that is possible, sir,

I would like to
retake that test.

And I promise you...

I promise you I'll pass.

(Tayo panting)

(groans softly)

(speaking indistinctly)

What do you want to do?

Okay.

(Tayo groans)

Okay.

(panting loudly)

TAYO: It's going great.

(chuckling): It really
is. I promise you.

No, Ma. It's
different this time.

It's not like school, no.

Yeah, no, it's not
like school at all.

(laughs)

Well, you don't have
to worry about me.

Okay. I love you, too.

Bye, Ma.

(indistinct P.A. announcement)

(footsteps approaching)

Come here.

How is she?

Yeah.

(sighs heavily)

Hey, it's not your fault.

Okay?

(rhythmic beeping)

Was it worth it?

They...

revealed themselves.

Did we stop something?

Or start it?

What are they
planning to attack?

(guns cocking)

TAYO: Us.