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Previously on Class of '09...

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.

Poet and Lennox are gonna be married within five years.

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

No one.

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.

Director Michaels, why do you need five more years?

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.

Not only are we now

one of the greatest countries on this earth,

we are now also one of the safest.

Amos Garcia?

I know where your career began.

I know where it ended up.

Where is that?

As the puppet of a justice system

you no longer understand.

He must've said something.

Nothing I can make sense of.

Hey.

You okay?

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

- Okay. - Yeah.

Listen up.

You all self-reported that you'd passed

the physical fitness test.

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.

For the men, we need a time

under 12 minutes, 24 seconds.

Under 14 minutes is a pass for the women.

If you fail the fitness test,

you cannot be a special agent.

There are no exceptions.

Three,

two, one.

Which office did you request?

- On orders night? - Mm-hmm.

Miami.

- Miami? - Mm-hmm.

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?

They have.

And found nothing?

What's your point, Agent Nunez?

We don't have a warrant.

We don't have a crime.

We can be provocative.

To certain people.

Sometimes we reveal things.

Just by showing up.

Can we help you?

Yes, Special Agents Michaels and Nunez

here to speak to Mr. Mark Tupirik.

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.

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?

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?

Casey?

Find out where they are.

Yes, sir.

Take me with you.

Don't leave me, please.

We'll come back, I promise.

Everything okay?

Of course.

All that coffee.

Yeah.

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!

Come on! Come on! Drop it!

Drop it! Come on!

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

Get in, come on!

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

Shit.

All right. Stay down!

Hold on now!

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.

Hey, listen.

I need you to draw their fire, okay?

All right.

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. - Yes, Agent.

Agent needs immediate medevac.

Roger that. Medevac en route.

What you find?

A basement.

Shit.

14 minutes.

Tayo, did you self-test?

Yes, sir, I did.

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.

Fitness isn't something you do for a day.

- It's a way of life. - 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.

All right, let's go.

- Let's go! - Up the hill.

I don't believe you passed the test.

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.

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?

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?

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.

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.

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.

- 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.

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.

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.

Mm.

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?

All right, listen up!

Tyler Simons challenges for the 300 meter sprint record.

The trainee record

has remained unbroken for 20 years.

32.45 seconds.

It's held by Special Agent Mitch Colby.

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

"It's about time!"

- All right. - Yeah.

Let's go.

Let's go up to the track!

Let's go!

18/100 of a second off.

A great achievement.

The second fastest trainee.

Great job. Great.

- You good, man? - Yeah, yeah.

So I'm fastest white trainee

in the history of Quantico, right?

You know? Yeah.

- There aren't separate records. - 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.

- What is? - 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?

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.

- 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?

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?

Hey.

I'm sorry.

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

All right, let's go!

Three, two, one.

Tayo?

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.

What do you want to do?

Okay.

Okay.

It's going great.

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.

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

Okay. I love you, too.

Bye, Ma.

Come here.

How is she?

Yeah.

Hey, it's not your fault.

Okay?

Was it worth it?

They...

revealed themselves.

Did we stop something?

Or start it?

What are they planning to attack?

Us.