All language subtitles for Deadly Class S01 E01 - E03 eng

- World War I was started
by a teenager with a pistol...

A Serbian peasant
who chose to assassinate

Archduke Franz Ferdinand.

Set in motion
the chain reaction

culminating in two world wars
and today's Cold War.

Character is revealed
through choice.

Consider for a moment.

- Sorry, I was just--

Jesus!

- Who would be the recipient
of your rage:

A thief,

a child molester,

a world leader♪

This one decision
betrays all secrets

and unveils true motive.

Ask yourself.
On that dark ledge,

poised to strike
with clean opportunity...

Who would you kill♪

- Happiness is just
the absence of pain.

These days, that's the best
I can hope for.

Dad would tell me
to lighten up.

"Life's not a dress rehearsal.
Trust in God's plan."

I wonder what he'd think
about God's plan

if he'd lived to see
what happened to me

in that boys' home.

If he'd seen what
I had to do to get out.

If he'd heard the screams
in that fire.

Shit, maybe this is
God's plan for me.

Hungry, homeless, and wanted
by every cop in the city

for a dozen murders.

A positive mental attitude

is essential
to survival out here.

These fucking people
make it hard.

Lunatics,
gangbangers, pushers.

You can only
stay on your toes for so long

before you wake up with
a screwdriver in your gut.

All I ever wanted
was the mundane shit

everyone takes for granted.

Somewhere I belong.
A safe place to sleep.

To know where my next meal
is coming from.

I see it in their eyes.

Easier to think I've done
something to deserve this.

And in my case,
maybe they're right.

- ♪ Little girl

♪ There are times
when I feel ♪

♪ I'd rather not be

- What you got
for me today, Marcus♪

Ain't you cute.

No, no.

You retarded, boy♪

Next time you forget
who's running shit around here,

I'll break your goddamn neck.
Do you hear me♪

- Get!

- Reagan cut funds
to the local nuthouses,

and released hundreds
of schizos on the street.

But I'm sure that money
went to a better place.

A cruise missile, a tax cut

for some fat prick
in a penthouse.

Hey, why not♪

If you're rich,
it's because you deserve it.

If you end up smoking
some hippie's street roach,

well, that shit's on you.

Joint hits like a semi.

Shit.

Day of the Dead.

Is that tonight♪

This was a bad idea.

- So let us
remember the children

and the future
we want for them.

Well, hello, Marcus.

Looks like that joint was
laced with angel dust, son.

Bad score.

I tried to tell you, just say no.

- Head full of static.

Never could handle
being high in a public place.

The paranoia sets in.

Someone is definitely
watching me.

- Yo, you've been made.

- ♪ Saw the world
go up in flames ♪

♪ Tried to smile,
stood there watching ♪

♪ And it doesn't seem

♪ Like this is real

♪ That's just the way
I feel ♪

♪ I don't know why

♪ Will I learn
from my mistakes♪ ♪

♪ This time I will escape

♪ I'm too young to die

- Get on.

- Police!
Don't move!

Put your weapons
on the ground!

- Don't look like
no psychopath to me.

- Can't judge a book
by its cover.

- But you can judge one
by its smell.

- He's cute.
- Yeah.

Total "Hobo Fancy"
cover boy material.

- What you say,
mad dog♪

You the psycho that did
the boys' home massacre♪

- Pretty tough barking
at a dude tied to a chair.

- Untie this punk-ass bitch.

- All right, but my money's on
Hepatitis Harry.

- Forgive my students.

They forget that viciousness

serves only to
make them look weak.

Billy, if you'd be so kind.

Are you satisfied
with your life♪

- Me♪

Yeah.

I eat trash
and I sleep in piss.

Everything according to plan.

- Speak to Master Lin
with respect.

- Master Lin can eat my shit.

Who the hell are you people♪

- What's important is that
we know who you are, Marcus.

And that we know
what you've done.

You're a killer.

Few value this particular
proficiency, but I do.

What if I told you there's
a home for people like you♪

A school where you'd be
surrounded by your peers.

- Only what♪
I dress up like a Viking

so you can take
tasteful pictures♪

- I'm offering you a chance to
harness that fire inside you.

To master the deadly arts.

- The deadly arts, yeah.

That, --
that sounds great.

You know, this all seems
really sane and normal,

and y'all look like
a fun bunch, but...

whatever this is...

Later, days.

- That son of a bitch
stole my wallet.

- Where's the kid now♪
You gotta tell me.

Has anyone here seen our boy♪

- Every single thing
I own, gone.

Nowhere left to go.

No future.

No way out.

I tried, Papa.

But there's nothing left
to fight for.

All I have left
are memories of sunshine.

- Some perfect day, bud♪

Marcus♪

Hey, things are better now.

You got to try
and snap out of it.

You only get
the one turn at this.

You either find a way
to be happy

and enjoy it, or you don't.

Life isn't a dress rehearsal.

- After years of turmoil, Mom
and Dad were finally happy.

I tried to be as well,

but I didn't trust it.

Reagan cut funds to the
mental health facilities,

released hundreds of
mentally ill onto the streets,

including Barbara Salinger,

a suicidal schizophrenic.

Barbara Salinger,
who made every fear

I ever had come true.

I don't believe in God,
but I'm a hypocrite.

Most nights, I pray.

A track running
in the background.

I pray for a way out.

Away from another institution.

Away from another monster.
Away from another cage.

I pray for help.

- What are you waiting for♪
- Jesus Christ!

What the hell♪
- Sorry.

Is this kind of
a private moment♪

I'd let you jump, but Lin says
I got to bring you back.

- Yeah, well, Lin's
going to be disappointed.

- Master Lin can protect you
from the cops,

and once he's done with you,
you'll be able

to protect yourself
from anyone.

Not to be a dick,
but what do you have to lose♪

- Nothing.

- Wait!

Just hear me out, okay♪

I know all that
terrible shit in your head.

- What do you know♪

- I know you don't
have anyone.

I didn't, either.

You don't have to be alone.

Master Lin has a basic
code of conduct.

There is one thing
you cannot do.

Give up our location,
and we will kill you.

- Like, full-on
"Conan the Barbarian" style.

Like, you will be eviscerated.
Lin's family has been

eviscerating people
for centuries.

They really love it.
- Lin don't flex.

Got a worldwide rep
to maintain.

- The rest of the rules
are simple.

No disobedience, no drugs,

and no sex.

- We find ways
around the last one.

- Well, hopefully not in here.

What is this♪

- Welcome to King's Dominion.

- ♪ I kneel

♪ And wait in silence

♪ As one by one,
the people slip away ♪

♪ Into the night

♪ The quiet and empty bodies

♪ Kiss the ground
before they pray ♪

♪ Kiss the ground
and slip away ♪

- Zhou dynasty.

That sword filled the Yangtze
with blood.

Our species may delude itself
under a more noble veneer,

but we share one primary goal
with other animals.

Survival.

However, when in service
to the greater good,

there can be
nobility in killing.

It is a stark truth:

Some people deserve to die.

My great-grandfather came here

in search of
the American dream.

What he discovered
was a nightmare

of indentured servitude
and abuse.

So he taught himself to kill;

found a purpose in revenge.

He founded this school,

dedicated his life
to the self-liberation

of oppressed people.

People like you.

Primarily, I train
creative problem-solvers.

Over time, our curriculum
and focus has broadened,

but we must not forget
my ancestor's primary goal:

To give peasants
the required skill

to dethrone
their corrupt masters.

And if you do as I say...

I'll give your rage
a voice loud enough

to be heard around the world.

- Fuck it.

- ♪ Under blue moon,
I saw you ♪

♪ So soon you'll take me

♪ Up in your arms,
too late to beg you ♪

♪ Or cancel it
though I know it must be ♪

♪ The killing time

♪ Unwillingly mine

♪ Fate

♪ Up against your will

♪ Through the thick and thin

♪ He will wait until

- Dude, what's your problem♪

- Punk-ass bitches
is my problem.

- The locals all strike
the same disaffected front.

Hey, Saya, what's up♪

These are posers from
every corner of the globe.

- Yakuza don't consort
with wetbacks, dipshit.

- It doesn't matter
where they're from.

Kids are all
the same:

Assholes.

Only difference is,
in this place♪

The dagger in your back
is real.

- You Mexican♪

Dad was Nicaraguan.

Mom was from Kansas.

- Yeah, whatever you are,

some rep you got.

Half of the class
is scared shitless.

The other half want to see
if your rep's for real.

So what's your affiliation♪

- I don't vote.

I'm Maria.
You can run with Soto Vato.

- Yeah, rain check.
That's, um--

that's not really my thing.

Being in a gang
is mandatory for survival.

You'll be safer
with your own people.

Plus, it'll make it easier
for me to get to know you.

- You like this pendejo♪

- As if.

I'm just looking
for new recruits, baby.

- Man, get off her.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Tranquilo.

- The blade.
Bad memories.

- You like Maria♪

Meet my other lady.

- Not here.
He'll block.

Come on, let's go.

- Tonight,

me and you
are going on a date.

Wear something nice.

We're going to bury you in it.

- Aw.

- Go.

- Jesus!

- Who would be the recipient
of your rage:

a thief,
a child molester,

a world leader♪

This one decision
betrays all secrets

and unveils true motive.

Ask yourself.
On that dark ledge,

poised to strike
with clean opportunity.

Who would you kill♪

Your homework tonight,
half your semester grade,

will tell me
who you really are.

Use your training.

Search the city
for a worthy target.

Someone you think
deserves to die, and kill them.

Discard the body,
hide all evidence.

Bring me proof.

- No way
this is a coincidence.

Was it designed
to fuck with me♪

- No problem
for a killer like you.

- Someone who deserves to die.

Rory.

It was an open secret
around camp.

If anyone went missing,
we knew who did it.

And eventually,
he stopped hiding the bodies.

There was talk about
going to the police,

but Rory knew one thing:

Cops don't care about
dead homeless.

- When the Republic of Texas
openly declared genocide,

which Indian tribe survived
for another 40 years♪

- Well, they all
got done in the end.

Sorry, Ms. DeLuca.

- The fierce Comanche survived

due only
to strength and cunning.

Remember, hand-wringing
liberal ideals

won't keep you safe.

The world respects those
who can protect themselves.

Every opponent has a weakness.

Pick a partner.
Find theirs.

- No, no, I'm good.
- Come on.

- Dude, I know you got me
in this leg shear,

but your boner's digging into
my chest cavity.

I get it, soft and warm.
I use lotion.

- Hey, sorry about Chico.

I'll fix that.

Look, I know you're crazy
or whatever,

but you shouldn't
mess with him.

- You shouldn't date
such an asshole.

- It's complicated.

- Girls always go
for dickheads♪

- Guys always go
for girls they can't have.

This is--

No, no, no, don't do it.

No, no, no, no, no.

- Is someone going to help him♪
- Bogus move.

Should have elbow-knee
escaped into a triangle.

And size doesn't matter.

It's okay, I'll show you.
Hand here and here.

Why'd you come back♪

- I needed a place
to hide from the pigs.

- I think you need
a better reason.

Think of any♪

- Heart racing like I got
a knife to my throat.

This is insane.
Did I just join a cult♪

Thanks.

Fuck, I think I just
joined a cult.

Master Lin tells me that my
reputation has already spread.

It'll cause me grief
with the local savages.

Still, unsanctioned killing
of another student

is against his rules,
so I got that going for me.

- In this case, the victim dies

in a spectacularly
nasty fashion,

as blood seeps
from every orifice.

Prepare your poison, students.

We will be killing
these animals in two minutes.

- Dude.

Hey, hello♪

Dude, be rad.
Get Viktor's attention for me.

- Why♪

- The good of
the common people.

Come on.

- Hey, sorry, could you
grab that for me♪

- Pick up your own book,
soft boy.

- Name one
common industrial poison

ideal for making a statement.

Viktor.
- Sodium cyanide.

Victim is dead in seconds.

- You want to make a statement,
strychnine leaves your victim

contorted and convulsing
for hours.

- Good, Petra.
And why do we want it known

that this wasn't an accident♪

- Poison delivers
a clear message.

No one is safe from you...

Anywhere.
- Outstanding.

- Hey.

Maybe you and me,
we study tonight♪

- Are you serious♪
- Pale face, black hair.

Here, they say "goth."

In Soviet Union,
they would call you beautiful.

- Sit down, Viktor.

- I must use lavatory.
- I said sit down!

- Do it!

Sit!

Learn from his shame, class.

Viktor invited this attack
with his arrogance.

You, always remember this.

- And you.
Get a mop.

- ♪ '80s!

♪ Whoa, I'm living
in the '80s ♪

♪ '80s!

♪ Well, I have to push,
I have to struggle ♪

♪ '80s

- I think Chico's
got a crush on you.

Or he wants to kill you.
Probably kill.

Tomorrow, this can be you.
Famous!

- Fuck that bully.
He pushed a girl.

- What his deal, anyway♪
- Chico's cartel,

numero unoon campus.

Like the star football kids
at a normal school.

- Dicks.
- Top of the legacies.

Kids from government
or criminal organizations.

As in, not like us.
- Us♪

- My old man's an abusive,
low-rank cop

dialed into the mob.

You're a bloodthirsty orphan.

We're losers, dude.

- What about them♪
- Preps.

Rich kids.
Mostly CIA, FBI.

- Fascists.
- Exactly.

Dixie mob.
Confederate cousin-diddlers.

White nationalists.
- Nazis♪

- You can't seem to keep
those rascally varmints down.

White power!
- ha-ha.

Dude in the Iron Maiden tee,
that's Leonard.

Leads the Hessians.
Lower on the totem pole,

but he's got weed.
- And what♪

You got to join
his D&D campaign to get any♪

- I'm an elfish thief
named Jizzledim.

Final World Order out of Watts.
Party bummers.

Leader is Willie.
- What about her♪

- Young man's got his eye
on the unobtainable Saya.

Part valedictorian,
part prom queen.

100% bitch.

And leads the Kuroki Syndicate,
Yakuza kids.

Gnarly.

No, dude.
No, no, no.

You're a Rat.

- Harsh.
- As in not from a legacy.

You got the welcoming rat bones
and seasonal cheese basket.

Yeah, we're at the bottom
of the food chain.

No affiliation.

Come on, I want
to show you something.

This is the Graveyard.

Hideaway of the kooks,
subculture elitists,

and the disenfranchised
substance of losers.

Those who in general
don't mix well with others.

- It's a simple solution, okay♪

You have
a John Hughes screening

in a theatre-shaped
furnace, right♪

And then, light her up.

You know♪

You torch one crowd
after the other

until the world is safe
from baby boomer innocents.

- I'd like to sign up
for your newsletter.

Petra, Lex, meet Marcus,
the new Rat.

- The orphanage killer
that's got to fight Chico♪

Looks like a proper asshole.

- Lex is head
of the Civility Club.

- Civility is just
lying to people

about your
true feelings, wanker.

- Not an affliction
you suffer from.

- Extra credit
for making Suzie Sue smile.

- Smile♪
Hard to tell through

all that makeup.

How long
does it take you to paint

that ghoulish,
sad clown face, Petra, love♪

- Holy mope, Batman!

Rain check on the
"Black Celebration."

- Last kid has this much buzz

was the son of that
hippie serial killer, no♪

Turtle, Tweedle,
whatever his name was.

- He got what he deserved.
- Yeah, it turns out

patchouli and Birkenstocks

don't protect from
a mace to the noggin.

- Does that scare you, asshole♪

- Patchouli♪
Absolutely.

- Don't listen to Lex,
all right♪

You'll be fine.
Just going to hang up here

with us, and these most awesome
years of your life will fly by.

- You can even use this place
to do some good.

Change the world with a bullet,
as Lin loves to say.

- I plan on changing
a proper big bit of it.

Heads of state, blam.
Bankers, blam.

Oil executives--
- Bono, don't forget Bono.

- What about it, new friend♪

What barbaric ambition
inspires you♪

- I'm going to kill the guy
who ruined my life.

I'm going to assassinate
Ronald Reagan.

- He said he's going to kill
the bloody Gipper!

- Better do it before your
hot date with Chico♪

- That guy's all talk.

- The last bloke who looked
at Maria was Chico's cousin.

Chico jammed a barbecue fork
into his back.

Left him a bloody paraplegic.

- Yeah, but the rules,
they prevent you from--

- Chico doesn't give a shit
about rules, man.

He's a butcher.
- No joke.

And ready or not,
after school today,

one of you is going to die.

- Valproate♪

Maria, chill.

Maria!

- I got to talk to you.

- Get lost.
- Please.

- Chico♪

You started shit with Chico--
- He was choking Maria.

- Maria.

Well, good luck
with that, psycho.

- It's all bullshit.
This stupid reputation.

When I was nine,
my dad and my mom,

they died right in front of me.

Court sent me to a boys' home.

The place was just a sweatshop.

They...

they tortured us, they...

They--they did a lot
of bad shit.

I hurt some guards
when I bailed,

but I--I didn't kill
those kids.

- The newspapers, cops♪
- They got it all wrong,

and that's not the point.
I'm not what you think I am.

I'm not like you.

- Well, if it's all bullshit,
then why did you come here♪

- You told me to.
You kissed me.

- Dude, that was an assignment.

Lin would have failed me
if I didn't bring you back.

- You told me I didn't
have to be alone.

- I didn't tell you to go
start shit with the cartel.

- I didn't know.
- Didn't know what♪

That the tatted-up vato
was a legitimate killer,

and not a theatre kid♪

Do you have any idea
where you are♪

- That's why
I'm asking for help.

- He's going to kill you.

- So what should I do♪

- Only thing you can.

Run.

- Ay!

- Jesus, Maria.
- It's nothing.

He said he'll do
a lot worse to you.

So just forget it, okay♪

- Son of a bitch.
- Just leave it alone, Marcus.

- It's bullshit, ese♪

Trickle down.
That shit don't trickle.

It's stuck up there--
- Hey!

- But you fucking--

- Good on you.
Taking the initiative.

- What's up♪
- Come on, Chico, fuck him up.

Say Chico's the man,
and you're his bitch.

Say it!
- You're just a dickless

rich kid in a prep school,

playing the role
Daddy assigned.

You got something to lose.
I don't.

I fought a guy who
carves people up for fun.

You're just a poser.
- You really think

they'll kick me out
for gutting a Rat♪

- Go on then.
Show 'em, come on.

Do it!
- Enough.

- Good.

You're learning.

Just a friendly spar
with my new amigo.

Get some rest, Marcus.
We'll finish this later.

Vamanos.

- Why you back in that
bunk-ass jacket♪

Yo, I got to ace
this Black Arts assignment,

and you're my new lab partner.

- Why would I help you♪
- Homeboy, Lin ain't here,

and I ain't no bitch
like Chico.

Get in the damn car.

- ♪ I met this girl,
her name is Jill ♪

♪ She loved the way I rock
on the microphone ♪

♪ When I met Jill,
I tried to-- ♪

- I get it.
First day jitters.

I remember my first day.

Mesmerized by that fat ass
on Ms. DeLuca.

DeLuca's my new white whale.

It was that redneck ho, Brandy,

till I broke through
the Mason-Dixon line.

- Brandy's your girlfriend♪
- Girlfriend♪

What♪
Hell no.

She a Nazi, Marcus.
That ain't girlfriend material.

Hell is wrong with you♪

I mean, we knocked boots
a few times.

But DeLuca♪

Now, I'd wife that up.

Okay, you don't
want to chit-chat.

Want to act a punk,
that's cool.

But so we clear,
you going to help me cap

this bad hombre
you was telling Chico about.

Unless it's some bullshit.
- He's real.

Rory's an animal.
- Ooh, scary.

What's this fool look like♪

Good thing you ain't trying
to be no artist.

That's some wack-ass
indie-type shit right there.

- The best comics are indie.

"Flaming Carrot,"
"American Flagg."

- "X-Men"♪
The Dark Phoenix♪

That bitch
be jacking everybody up.

- Male fantasy,
mainstream melodrama bullshit.

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey.

- The Dark Phoenix Saga
owns all of that.

Chris Claremont
and John Byrne, motherfucker.

Say it!
- Right, right.

It's better.
- Damn straight.

Here's the deal.
You help me do this,

I drop you off
anywhere you want to go,

and you won't ever
have to see my black ass

or King's Dominion again.

Scout's honor.

- Make a left.
- Here we go.

- This what you
running back to♪

- Come on, be quiet.

- What♪

Go ahead and call me a punk.
I know you dying to.

- I'm not the one
who brought you out here.

- Fronting all this OG shit,
I hate it.

The shit ain't me, man.
None of this shit's me.

I'm a pacifist, man.
- You're a what♪

- What's this, now♪

Run, maggots!

- Split up!

- Shit!

Where do you think
you're going♪

- No, no, no, no!
No!

- Hey, you boys coming up
in the city for me♪

- No, man.
I don't want no trouble.

- You not leaving.
I like leaving.

- Come on, man.

- Old Rory going to
still your heart.

- We got to get out of here.

Come on, man.
Let's go.

Marcus♪
Marcus!

He dies over and over.

- Shit!

- His face disappears
on an endless loop.

- What did you do♪

- I killed someone
who deserved it.

- I ain't cut out
for this shit.

My moms, she the OG for real.

She just--
and she knows it.

She sent me to King's
to make me a man.

Ready♪

And she's right.

I'm just a punk.

- You're not a punk.
Your mom's just an asshole.

- Yeah, Mom don't think
that way.

And maybe you got
the right idea leaving.

Nobody telling you what to do.
Nobody to respect and shit.

- No, it's awful.

No one cares if I live or die.

Nowhere to sleep,
nothing normal.

- Shit, nothing normal
at King's.

- Maybe this is
as close to normal

as kids like us get.

- I thought you said
you wanted--

- Hey, the hard part's
already done.

We passed.

- Dude, this ain't the worst
of Lin's assignments.

- You'll need someone
to do those for you, too.

And the truth of it is...

I got nowhere else to go.

I need a minute.

No kind god watching over us.
Life is insignificant.

A short, dull buzz.
A brief flicker.

None of it means anything.

Just shit that happens.

- You embarrassed Chico.

He'll never let this go.

- What the hell happened
to your black eye♪

- Makeup.

You wanted to play hero.
I just gave you an excuse.

- Jesus Christ.

That's why you
pretended to like me♪

So I'd fight your boyfriend♪

- So you'd kill him.
I need him gone.

- Well, sorry I let you down.
- The Soto Vatos,

they're going to
keep coming at you.

- Yeah, because of you.
- I'm sorry.

- Sorry♪
You're sorry♪

I--I almost got killed.
- I tricked you.

But I wasn't pretending.

No one's ever
fought for me before.

Chico gets in fights about me,
but not for me.

- I--I have enough problems.

- Petra cooked up
some moonshine.

Everyone's getting wasted
in the graveyard.

You should come.

- Maybe.

Um, I mean, yeah, sure.

- "Maybe, I mean, yeah, sure."

You're a real crack-up,
para veño.

- What do you
want here, Marcus♪

- A reason to wake up.

- Tragedy will always find you.
That won't change here.

But how you respond to it will.

- Yeah, well,
shitty things just happen.

What's the response to that♪

- My daughter, Naya, was two

when she and my wife
were killed.

The people I loved most,

taken by the faulty brakes
of a freight liner.

And my response♪

I found
the drug-addled truck driver,

the greedy owner who couldn't
check the brake lines,

and the judge who called my
family's murder an act of God.

They were my first kills.

- But your family
was still gone.

- As are the men responsible.

- And it helped♪
- Not at first.

Even with my training,
the weight of it haunted me.

Years of sleepless guilt.

Then, over time, I accepted it
was my right to exact justice.

Why should they enjoy
another single day♪

- It's like you said.

Some people deserve to die.

- Once you shed your fear

of choosing who does
and who doesn't, you'll see.

Strength feels better
than weakness.

Come in.

- Am I done
with the assignment♪

- Not yet.

- When was the last time I
felt like I belonged anywhere♪

Really belonged.

Maybe this is who I am.
What else is there♪

Some desk job♪
Suburbia♪

An overweight,
pill-popping wife

raising the next generation
of automatons♪

Why participate in that♪

Is that what I really want♪
Bet it isn't.

An ethical compass would
be fine if everyone had one.

But it's a cold, cruel world,

and you can't survive
without a family.

Even if they are
liars and murderers.

And I'd be no different
than a cop,

or a soldier, or a politician.

Killing is just
a part of the profession.

Maybe I finally
found a reason to live.

In a place
surrounded by death.

- ♪ Melody Lee

♪ A broken mind,
and a broken dream ♪

♪ A burst of speed,
a change of heart ♪

♪ Your life was cruel,
they call it art ♪

♪ Melody Lee

♪ You need a mirror
to set you free ♪

♪ You know you can't
cheat tomorrow ♪

♪ If you hide

♪ End in sorrow

- Previously
on "Deadly Class"...

- You satisfied with your life♪

- Who the hell are you people♪

- I train creative
problem solvers.

- Meet Marcus,
the new Rat.

- The orphanage killer.

- Some rep you got.

Half of the class
is scared shitless.

- Chico♪

- I'm not what you think I am.

I didn't kill those kids.

- You shitting me♪
I'm a pacifist, man.

- I like leaving.
- Come on, man.

Yo!

- If you do as I say,
I'll give your rage a voice

loud enough
to be heard around the world.

- Sat up all night expecting

to feel like
a terrible person.

Did he deserve it♪

Does it matter♪

Morality's just
comfort food.

It holds no meaning
outside of our minds.

Like the "Mona Lisa,"

something a lot of people
imagine value in,

reading something

into that idiot
half-smile smear of paint,

one big group hallucination,

the sort of thinking
that makes it possible

for a place like this
to exist.

Turbines that suck
in the innocent

and spit out blood-soaked
Wall Street cannibals.

Perspectives stained
by company rationalization.

What are you gonna do♪

Throughout evolution,
without a tribe,

you were alone and dead

so you sucked it up,
worked with the assholes.

That's all we are now,

gangs of
capitulating assholes.

Every border,
every nation,

every war,
every ounce of racism,

tribalism.

Spineless politicians
hypnotically finger--------

an ancient instinct
to secure alliances

and a great excuse
to screw with the new kid.

- Every year, there's
an album that's so overplayed,

you can't get away from it.

And, you know,
even if you liked it,

after the proliferation,
it becomes ear poison forever.

- What's really shocking
is that you like INXS at all.

You usually have
such great taste.

Just doesn't seem
like your thing.

- Michael Hutchence
is every girl's thing.

- Hey,
what are you smoking♪

Right, got any weed♪

- We all enjoy
a wee nip of pollen...

But first thing in the morning,
très gauche.

- Marcus just likes drugs, Lex.

I like them too.
Drugs are very cool.

No one ever tells you that.

- What about the Hessians♪

- School's dry, Desperate Dan.

- You look like boiled asshole.

- Yeah, I didn't
sleep very well.

- Well, you'll have
to face the day dry, son.

Easy does it.
Let go and let God.

One day at a time.

- ICI expected VX pesticide

would increase
agricultural capacity.

Instead, they discovered

one of the deadliest poisons
on the planet.

Guess what the government did
with this miracle innovation♪

- Gee, Mr. Denke, they didn't
use it on anyone, did they♪

- Boy howdy, did they.

But what's really exciting
is what they have planned.

Uncle Sam is stockpiling
this stuff.

So are the Soviets.
Why♪

- To finish of whoever's left
after the nukes♪

- Hey, you could slip some into
Reagan's jelly beans, Marcus.

You know, for when you
kill the president♪

- Homework is to make a list
of other synthetic poisons

our overlords horde.

Have a good weekend,
future disruptors of America.

- Put on a smile.

Act like this is all okay.

That's how things become
normal, right♪

You just live with
it long enough.

Pretend.

Don't think about last night.

What are you doing here♪

Life on the streets
makes a school for assassins

seem like a rational choice,
so sink into it.

Let it be normal.
Make some friends.

Dude, that the new
"Love and Rockets"♪

It's so crazy great.
I love the Hernandez brothers.

- Suck a dick, wannabe.

- You wanted normal♪

You got it.

- Voluntarily ingesting
cyanide♪

- Yeah, well,

what am I gonna do,
not smoke♪

- So you wanna snuff Reagan♪

- Yeah, he killed my parents.

- Good a reason as any.

Seen half my friends
and a few partners waste away

from a plague Ronnie
refused to even acknowledge.

Cut funding for research.

Wouldn't say the word
"AIDS" publicly.

- Did you explain
to your dying friends

that it was, God's plan♪

- You know,
I've been thinking.

Lex said he's gonna use his
training to do, you know,

good things, you know♪

Change the world.

- Changing the world
is hippie bullshit.

People like Reagan,

they never see
the guillotine anymore.

- So what do you do,
nothing♪

Hating what's wrong is easy.

Yeah, I'm gonna do
something about it.

- You have the thing this place
is supposed to nurture

and they all see it

and that's what will
try and destroy you.

- So I found this
haggard-ass homeless lady

who told me
about this dude.

Full hardcore.

He was collecting memorabilia,
like we learned about in class.

So I waited for him,

crept up on him.

This dude, he was about to stab
me with a screwdriver.

And I found this pipe.

I crushed
that fool's head in.

Dumpstered the body.

Set it on fire

and got out of there.

- 70% of soldiers don't pull
the trigger in battle,

no matter the stakes.

The weak always choke
in the face of killing.

With fear of expulsion,
all your hopes and dreams,

all your family's expectations,
only one of you could do it,

so we'll have a new test,

a final chance
to prove your worth.

Survive and you
earn a place here.

Fail and you die.

The weak do not belong
in my school.

Go.
Get out of my sight.

Willie, stay.

- Had a guy,
but I couldn't find proof.

- I hobbled a jaywalker.
Was best I could find!

- Burning a package
for my old man.

- My fault, baby.
I should have done--

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- I'm alive without breath
and cold as death.

I'm never thirsty
but always drinking.

What am I♪

To pass this quiz
and survive the poison gas,

you need to make it
to the botanical classroom

and answer that riddle
in five minutes.

- Okay, small breaths.

Control your heart rate
and take it slow.

- Hey, I--I think I can help.
- I think you can screw off.

What is this loser Rat
doing in AP class♪

Get your hands off of me.

Out of the way, Rat.

- Your table awaits,
Jocko.

- Shh.

Come on.

- You said you burned
the victim in a Dumpster.

Tell me,

how did you lift the grown
man's dead body by yourself♪

- Come on, come on, come on.

- Wait, don't leave us!

- Dude!

- One of these is the antidote.

- Which one♪

Take the wrong one,
and we're dead.

- Alive without breath.

Cold as death.

And never thirsty.

They're always drinking.

Fish.

The fish.

- Come on, everybody.

Vote Shabnam
for class president.

I'll win with or
without your help,

but I'd much rather
have your support.

We need more nurses
in the infirmary.

We need stalls separating
the group showers.

If you put me in charge,
there'll be--

Very funny, Viktor.

Thanks.
- No worries.

- Um, Shabnam.

Rock out the vote.

- Thanks.

Shabnam for class president.

- U2, Whitesnake,
Banana-bloody-rama,

and Def Leppard.

Sweet Lord Jesus.

- What happened to the kids
who didn't make it through♪

Are they--
- Dead.

- No, gothic Oompa Loompa monks
revived the losers

and whisked them back
from whence they came.

- New pal♪

- I'm not really
into the hierarchy,

don't normally shit on
the physically unattractive,

but that dude and his crew
are highly annoying.

- Crew♪

- The goop patrol.

Banker kids, mafia accountants,
NASA--

- NASA♪

- There's a lot
they're not telling you.

- Whatever, I'm not gonna watch
some kid get bullied.

- These animals see
kindness as weakness.

Safer to be a dick.

- Everyone loves a dick.
- Well, some more than others.

- Any of you guys seen the,
new Spuds MacKenzie commercial♪

- You've brought a plague
on our house.

- You know, I hear they don't
really give that dog beer.

PETA or some left-wing baby
would complain.

- Do you know what goes great
with people who love

beer commercials♪

A bullet in the box.

- Anyway, Marcus, my parental
units are gonna be out of town,

so me and the crew were
thinking of firing up

the Commodore 64,
a little "Castle Wolfenstein,"

a charcuterie plate.

My dad prob left
some amaretto too,

if we wanna get
a little crazy.

- We're in.
- Come again♪

- School is dry.

You know, something's
better than nothing.

- My dad was clear,
just a few friends.

- You can't win an election
with just a few friends.

- You need to connect
with a proletariat.

- It'll be a small gathering.
We promise.

- ♪ Girls on film

♪ Girls on film

- During the pop quiz,
you were awful close to Marcus.

- Lin made him
my secret pledge.

- No shit♪

So anything that psycho does
is on your ass♪

- Yeah.

- I kissed him.

- I did too.

- Slut.
- Relax.

It was the easiest way
to lure him back.

- You♪

- I set him up
to take out Chico.

- Maria!
- I know.

After he tried, I guess
I felt like rewarding him.

Skank!

- Did you touch his dick♪

You like him♪
- As if.

- ♪ Got here as she
goes under again ♪

I think we should stop
talking about it.

- No, no, no.

- ♪ Girls on film

- There's a cute new boy
in school we both kissed.

People are not supposed
to discuss him♪

- Basically.

- Are we talking about boys

by talking about
not talking about boys♪

- Why did you hide
that from me♪

- Is the master of mystery
giving me a lecture on secrets♪

- I thought you trusted me.

- I had diarrhea last week, and
I didn't tell you about that.

- This is much bigger
than diarrhea.

- It was pretty bad.

- Well, you gotta be careful,

'cause if I could find out,
someone else could too.

We have to take
time out for fun.

The party's just what we need.

It would be so much better
if you did not bring him.

- It's complicated.

But I've got him under control.

- Unless he knows you tried
to have Marcus kill him.

- Shh.
- What's up♪

- ♪ Take one last glimpse
into the night ♪

- Oof.

- Get on your finery, baby.

Tonight we're hitting the town.

- Tonight's the big party,
and we were talking about--

- Forget the kiddie pool.

I'm taking you out for some
high-class romance.

- You ever ask what she wants♪

- I know you ain't got no man.

But when two people
are in love,

sometimes they surprise
each other with nice things.

- Lucky girl.

- ♪ Sex in the morning

♪ Sex at night

♪ Sex in the afternoon's
all right ♪

♪ Ain't a man on Earth
that can stay alive ♪

♪ Without a...sex drive

♪ Sex

♪ Sex

♪ Sex

♪ I was in a contest
to rock the world ♪

♪ First prize
was a virgin young girl ♪

♪ For four days,
I was up on the mic ♪

♪ All the sucker MCs
was on the bite ♪

♪ Bitin' all my rhymes,
stealin' my style ♪

♪ Bitin' on the ice
like a crocodile ♪

♪ You know, I rocked so hard,
it wasn't true ♪

♪ Won the virgin girl
and her mama too ♪

♪ Sex

- Who gets to see
my penis tonight♪

- So the sores cleared up.

- No.

Look who's gracing us
with her legacy presence

and in public, no less.

- Different rules
outside of school.

- Shit, is that
Shabnam's old man♪

- No, sells herb
to the Hessians.

Probably a pederast.

- Let's go make
friends with him.

- I'm not getting buggered
for a joint again.

- Petra, really♪

- You still haven't told her♪

Okay, walk in like you're
everyone's best friend.

Be the center of the party.

Make eye contact.
Pull her in.

Casually sit down next to her,
but don't smile.

Just lean back,
put a hand on your pecker,

and then ask her
if she's hungry for pork.

The old
present the pecker,

classic.

Thanks, Saya.

- Listen, kidding aside,
you're cute

and funny
and you're not a dickhead.

You're a catch, Billy.

She's yours.

- That's right.

Perfect,
now hit that shit.

- Gravity bong,
nice.

You guys need help
smoking that weed♪

- What are you talking about,
man♪

Gravity bong♪
It's a water bong.

- Well, no, a water bong
is just a bong.

You push that down
using gravity.

- It's not gravity, dude.
It's pressure.

Trying to school me.

Rookie.

- I just wanted to have some
fun with my friends.

- Friends♪

Baby, these people
are not our friends.

They're our competition.

- So everyone's an enemy♪

I don't wanna live like that.

- Just for a couple of years.

Then we'll have
the cred to take over.

Buy you a house

as big as that shithole
village you come from.

Hey.

I've loved you
since I was a boy.

We got to watch out
for each other.

I know it doesn't
seem like much,

but we are all we have
in this world.

Yeah.

- ♪ Little Bo Peep
cold lost her sheep ♪

♪ And Rip Van Winkle
fell the hell asleep ♪

- My mom's carpet
is completely ruined.

And someone shat on the wall!

- Y--Yes, yes, house is ruined.
Ooh.

But question is for Brandy.

How much would you get paid
to ---- Stabnam♪

- $20,000.

- So I'm post up,
trying to do what I gotta.

He comes at the dome,
dives back,

hit him with one,
pop right back up

back in my face.

Same with the driver.

Did what I had to.

Cracked him upside the head
with a pipe.

Pow!
Knocked his lights out.

Yo.

Who listens to a Walkman
at a party♪

You look a fool.

What's this wack shit♪

- The Smiths.

- Sorta gay, isn't it♪

Yep.

- If by gay you mean
brave and honest.

- Whining over a guitar
ain't brave.

- It's hard to be fearless
about sadness.

- Fearless, sad--
are you for real♪

- Yeah, most people hide it
like it's a weakness.

Acting so ------- tough.

- Man, you ain't got a rep.

People'll see you weak,
and they come at you.

- Let them.

Better expose your ankles,
see which snakes bite.

- Let me save you some time,

'cause here at King's Dominion,
we all bite.

- ♪ Why can't I get
just one kiss♪ ♪

- Pizza.

I--Italy.

- Kill you to smile, Petra♪
Poor, sad poet.

Thigh-cutting,
clove-smoking,

mardy ------- Bauhaus listener.

Go to the park.
Feed the sodding squirrels.

Life's not so bad.

Brandy Lynn.

You dust-farming cousin humper.

It's 1987.

What sort of inbred asshole
still pushing white supremacy

got on bloody horses♪
- The South will rise again.

What have we here♪

A geriatric
at a high school party.

Just letting the neighbors
know you moved in♪

Court-ordered♪

- You know what,
little angry dude♪

I get the attitude.

But let me tell you something.

In 1977, I saw the band
Judas Priest

on their first American tour
and it changed my life

and I made a promise that I
would rock and roll forever,

and I have.

Ever since, I've been
living after midnight.

- Hey, everyone!

A happy ending.

The git from "The Hills Have
Eyes" is living his best life.

I--

You--

Hair--

- Damn, you got them
all pegged, Lex.

Looking down your nose,
talking loud.

You're no different than
a jock or a prep.

You're just another
elitist dick with bad hair

and a shitty bicycle
chain necklace.

- ♪ But don't shoot, shoot,
shoot that thing at me ♪

♪ Don't shoot, shoot,
shoot... ♪

- Careful, mate.

- ♪ That thing at me

- Murder school and all that.

What was that about♪

- I hate bullies.

Lex knew Billy was trying
to talk to Petra

and he dicked it all up.

He's just an asshole.

- Did your mouth
buy you this scar♪

- No, it was my bunkmate
at the boys' home.

- Straight razor,
he left the eye.

- He's very generous.

- I bet it used to seem
very significant.

- Used to♪

- Love, pain, nostalgia.

Year by year, it doesn't
hurt so much anymore.

Whatever effect it had
is mixed in like dye.

Once dropped in,
no changing the color back.

- You're drunk.

- What are you gonna
do about it♪

- This dirt bag was
coming at me, yo.

Right hand, shin dropped,
that's it.

Y'all know SW
wanna mess around.

What I gotta do♪
Something.

I found this pipe, right♪

I see him coming,
hand tight.

I crack that mother------
in the head with that pipe

and knocked his lights out.

- All ------- day,
listening to you brag.

Why don't you shut the ---- up♪

- Hold up, hold up.

You wanna talk about it♪
- Nope.

- You feeling bad about--
- I don't feel anything.

- You sure you ain't
just drowning it♪

- Fruit punch♪

Fruit punch,
pacifism,

or whatever the ----
that was last night.

Not exactly down-by-law
gangster behavior.

- You don't know shit.
- I know you're living a pose.

Why do you act like that♪

- A few years back,
my folks got up

on the wrong side
of some serious people.

We were on lockdown.

I wasn't even allowed
to go outside.

Saturday mornings, man,
always me and Pops.

He was cooking me pancakes.
I was watching cartoons.

And then the back door opened.

His gat was right next to me,
but he couldn't reach it.

So he yelled for me
and told me to cap them.

And I had no choice.

I grabbed it
and pulled the trigger.

It was too much kick.
Lost control.

I shot my pops in the back
of the head.

Mom told everyone I shot those
dudes to get revenge for Pops.

That's what got me my rep.

But she knows the truth.

- Damn.

That's horrible.

- I swore I wouldn't
live like him.

Swore I'd never
hurt anyone again.

So, Marcus, don't judge me.

- It wasn't your fault.

You were just a kid
stuck in a bad situation.

- Look, man, don't you
ever call me out

in front of my people again.

You survive your way.
I'll survive mine.

'Cause if I lose my rep,
if they ever find out...

I'm dead.

- When I was a kid, I noticed
every house had one thing:

a Quaker Oats box,
no matter what.

And when things were bad,
I got to thinking.

It's God keeping an eye on us.

- That isn't God
on the Quaker Oats.

- He looks like God.

There isn't any here.

It's a bad omen,
no Quaker Oats.

We should go.

- You're trying to get out
of talking to Petra.

Enough stalling.

- Hey, I know--look, um,

I'm sorry if it's lame,

but, um, I think you're
really smart and funny

and really pretty and, um,
I think I love you, Petra.

- Um...

I--I don't--I don't really
know what to say, Billy.

I--I think you're a great guy--
- You have a mouthful of pizza.

I'm such a clod.
I--let me--

let me get you something
to drink, okay♪

- Ouch.

- Saw what happened.

Must be rough.

Must be hard.

Well, not as hard
as Viktor right now.

Guy his size,
what's he doing to her♪

Come on.

Gotta laugh about it
or what's the point♪

- Let's go balls out!

Everyone get nude!

- White people.

- I like this place.

It reminds me of....

- First time I kissed you.

- You were terrified.

No.

- Chico♪

- Hey, man.

Que pasa♪
- Que pasa,man♪

You in the States now♪

- Yeah.

Emilio, this is my girl, Maria.

- Encantado.

- Sit.
Have a drink.

Friend of a friend.

Can't be rude.

- You lie to yourself,
tell yourself you're a hero,

and it feels so good.

Fight Chico for Maria.
Start shit with Lex.

Pull Shabnam out of the trash.

Do Willie's assignment.

In a place full of people
so focused on self interests,

you're the dipshit

putting yourself on the line
for strangers.

And what does it get you♪
- All right, all right,

why do Mexicans
make refried beans, y'all♪

You ever hear of a Mexican

doing something right
the first time♪

- Hey, Brandy.
You bigoted piece of shit!

- You manure-looking shithead!

- He's drunk!
I'll deal with him!

- Cocksucker!

- You've been trying to get
yourself killed all night.

I get what's going on.

Willie, the assignment...
- Not--not on me.

He did it.

- Okay, then why are you
the one dealing with it♪

- Erasure is coming up next
after a cut from our lock

for album of the year,
"Darklands"

by the Jesus and Mary Chain.

- "120 Minutes."

- Not enough songs
about the devil♪

- Yeah, you need to put
that poison down.

It's making you like Erasure.

You know the problem
with kids today♪

Not enough weed.

That's where Dwight Shandy
comes in.

You know, alcohol fuels
our discontentment.

You never hear about a stoned
dad murdering all his kids

or a bunch of baked D&D players

rioting after
their wizard dies.

- Yeah, you also never hear,

"Stoned doctor nails
brain surgery."

- Okay.

I can see you don't wanna have
a serious conversation.

- Where'd you go♪

- I just had
to go grab $20,000.

Now where's Brandy♪

En garde!

- Eww!
- I'm sure she washed it.

- Dude, is that
your mom's dildo♪

- Stop!
- Dude, that's not really--

- Lex, stop!
- My God, dude.

- Scoot off, you tit!
- I've read your file.

Your dad's not some
tough gangster!

You're just this
lowly ------- Rat

who came from a dock worker.

- What did you say♪

Don't you ever talk
about my dad again,

you yuppie piece of shit!

Take your mother's dong!

Eat your mother's...dong.

There is old KGB wisdom.

Sometimes you are dildo,

and sometimes you are face.

- Cops!

What's the matter, buddy♪
- Shut up!

- Hah, tell you what, Chico.

Chick like that does definitely
know how to party.

- Just getting started, compa.

Got the penthouse
at the perma.

- Oof.
I'm busy, you know what I mean♪

Can't wait.

- Don't mind if I do.

- We're gonna dance
until the sun comes up.

- Make it disappear♪
- Tell my old man it's done.

- On it.

- I love you.

But you needed a reminder
of who I am, baby.

I know about Marcus.

Tricking that psycho Rat
to take me out♪

- Hey.

Relax.

You're gonna be my wife.

You're gonna raise up my niños.

You know I'd never kill you.

- But you do some shit
like that again,

and you're gonna wish I did.

- Get dressed.

- Your dad was the last
of a dying breed.

Wh--when grandma got the
Alzheimer's, he was there.

Then when she finally died,

some--something
broke inside him.

- I thought you might
have known him.

- And my dad never came back.

No world he deserved
would happened.

It doesn't matter now.

He's gone.

You're with your mom again,
Dad.

Who is he♪

- Rory and me lived in
a shanty camp under a bridge.

He was always...

He--

He was the worst
piece of shit I ever knew.

He stole and he beat up women
and he hurt people.

Whatever happened to him,
whoever he was,

I don't give a shit

because he chose who he became,

and who he became was terrible.

You burn in hell,
you asshole.

- Why'd you do that♪

- It's important
we face our victims.

- I told myself all day
I didn't feel anything.

But once I heard his daughter,
her delusion...

- We hate imagining anyone
unveiling truths about us

when we pass,

so we forgive others
once they do.

I.D.,
wanted for six homicides.

Your fortitude likely
prevented many more.

Those who lack backbone
are devoured.

We can't expect others
to watch the herd.

It's up to us.

- There might have
been a better way.

- Noise, noise, noise.

Just something you think
you're supposed to say.

- So what♪

I just keep pulling the trigger
as long as I believe

the old man telling me
to do it is fine♪

Then I can live with it♪

- You were justified.

Erasing that human stain
doesn't mean you absorb it.

You made the world better.

Over time, you'll see.

I, for one,
am very proud of you.

You deserve
a good night of sleep.

We found you a permanent
room assignment.

I believe you've already met
your new roommate.

You were right.

Marcus did the kill,
not Willie.

You were smart to tell me.

The deeds of your pledge
are yours to share.

- Yes, sir.

- Tell me his weaknesses.

- He's a liar,
a liability with the cops,

and a substance abuser.

- And his greatest weakness♪

- His need for friends
and family.

- Very good.

But you're holding
something back.

- Marcus didn't kill the kids
at the boys' home.

His reputation is a lie.

- So if he didn't
kill them...

Who did♪

- Step away from the goat
and put your hands in the air.

Freak.

- Now, I'm feeling
a bit judged.

I wasn't hurting no one.

I was just spreading some love.

Ooh!

Sorry about your noodle.

But I need a pig to help me
find the kid

that torched that boys' home.

And, Officer♪

If you thought I was going
at that goat hard...

Just wait till you see what
I do to my old pal Marcus.

- Previously
on "Deadly Class"...

- You're a Rat,
as in no affiliation.

- Hating what's wrong is easy.

I'm gonna do something
about it.

- You have the thing this place
is supposed to nurture,

and they all see it.

- I'm a pacifist, man.
- You're a what♪

- Don't you ever call me out
in front of my people.

'Cause if I lose my rep,
I'm dead.

- I know about Marcus.

You know I'd never kill you.

You do some shit
like that again,

you're gonna wish I did.

- I think I love you, Petra.

- I-I-I don't--

I don't really know
what to say, Billy.

- Did your mouth
buy you this scar♪

Straight razor,
he left the eye.

- It was my bunkmate
at the boys' home.

- But I need a pig
to help me find the kid

that torched that boys' home.

- This standard poodle's skull

is moderately rounded.

- Moderately♪
Look at that thing.

- The coat,
a proud, curly silver gray

with a hint of café au lait.

- Ooh, café au lait
where it counts.

Am I right♪

Come on.

You still sore at me,
sitting over there

with your back to me♪

Look, one day,
you're gonna be grateful.

You were a big ole giant pussy
when you came here,

and, thanks to me, you're
gonna walk out like a man

with some scars.

That's what gives you
substance.

Taught ya a good lesson
to boot.

Humans are shitty.
All of them.

Now, dogs,

like this pup here
on the TV,

I know a girl just like her.

I loved her.

Good dog, until Dad found out.

He misunderstood everything.

Yup.

Humans will always
let you down, but a pooch--

that love's unconditional.

- All I'm saying is, you're not
making your own choices.

You're just doing
what you're taught to do.

- Hit 'em with a right hook!

- I don't really trust the
sovereignty of any government.

I mean, patriotism♪

What marketing asshole
comes up with the idea

that you get to feel noble
by--by looking out

for your own
self-interests♪

- Uppercut! Uppercut!

Would you quit
keeping it real at me

and focus on the game, man♪

Yes!

- Suck my ass,
Canadian Crusher!

- There it is.
Knockout, baby!

This our champion.
That's what I'm talking about.

Let me get some.

You best give me my money,
Arguello, or I'll make it hurt.

- I don't have a dime.

- I ain't asking for a dime,

but I want my $2.

You got till tomorrow.

- Borrowing money from FWO♪

Smooth move, ex-lax.

Their interest rates
are exorbitant

and their collection methods
are rather stabby.

Where is that♪
- Hey, try Bactine.

If you get cut
by something dirty,

it can get infected.

Not that
the dildo was--was dirty

or--or--or your--your mom--
I don't know--

- You want to bow out
on this one♪

- Yeah, very much.

Hey, listen, man.

I'm sorry.
I should've done something.

That's just water under the
proverbial bridge, compadre.

Life's too short for grudges.

Forgiven♪ Check.

Forgotten♪
Checka-checka-checka!

Dang!

It's the old Rat
tutorial guide.

Most of this stuff is,
like, way ancient, though.

What you need is the skinny
from an in-the-know cat.

Now, Rats, your people,

they're the first of
their family to attend King's,

so they're like serfs
during feudalism.

- Killer.

I've enrolled in the dark ages.

- Some Rats get extra jobs.

Toilet scrubbing,
infirmary watch.

Shithead Lex does mail.

Mopey Petra's
on kitchen patrol.

- So if this place
is built on classism,

why are you talking to me♪

- I'm friends with everybody.

- 'Sup, dildo♪

- Yeah, ha-ha, Boyd!

We're just messing
with each other. We used to--

- You shouldn't let people
treat you like that.

- That's part of my specialty.

I let people think I'm weak

and they never suspect
the ole Shab-attack!

- Ha-ha. Cool.

- See you ladies
on the dance floor.

- Gag me.
- No Rats at the Legacy dance.

- Bummer. I just had
my asshole freshly douched.

- Joke all you want,
but be careful.

Week of the dance,

Legacy hazing is
a time-honored tradition.

- Caught one!

- A mousetrap♪

I get it!

- Viktor!

Hey, compa,you got
a rabies shot yet♪

Hear you nailed
a vampire Rat.

Eternal life, sure, man.
But at what price♪

- Communism does not
see rich or poor.

Only vagina.

- Blowguns were used by
the jungle people of Nicaragua

for thousands of years...

till the Soviets gave them
janky Kalashnikovs.

To use one,
you must be centered

with total focus.

Well,
let's see what you've got.

There. There.

Yes, I remember
your technique.

- Are you ashamed for others
to know of our beautiful night♪

- Look, Drago,
you were a curiosity.

Forget about it, okay♪

- You hide your softness
and act cold

because you fear feelings.

- It's not fear you're
picking up; it's disinterest.

- Go to Legacy dance with me.

- Jesus, you do
speak English, right♪

- Rat, Legacy, jock, goth.

Why do we let differences
define us♪

Is as song says,
"we are the world."

- Not a world I want
to be a part of.

- Come to dance. Have fun.

You will be under
my protection.

- No. Nay. Nyet!

- We'll get there.

- What you're cooking today
is a dastardly syrup

I call Mellow Yellow.

One drop and you're overcome
with primal hallucinations

and terrible anguish.

- Sounds a lot like
a night with Petra.

Isn't that right, Vik♪

- Did not know Chico's lapdog
was allowed to speak.

- Never would've put you and
Vik in the same picnic basket.

How did you convince
that hunk to get you in♪

- Did you just say "hunk"♪

- Go on and act stuck-up,
but I know you screwed him.

He's sweet on you, too.

Pushing to get you
bumped to Legacy.

- I'm sorry, are we friends♪

Why the sudden interest
in what I do♪

- No interest.

I just wanted to tell you that
you're making the right choice.

You don't belong with us.

You come to that dance,
you'll regret it.

Rat trap.

I get it. I get it. I--

- Let me grab
those jelly beans.

Oops.

- The fire, it's--it's--
it's inside me!

Get away! Get away!

- Karma, man. Kar-ma.

- The rest of you are free.

- Stay put.

Class clown around here...
ends poorly.

- Dude, I was trying.

Serious. I-I want to learn,

but I'm sort of shit
at everything.

- You'll get there.

Give it time.
These Legacies,

they've been tutored in this
their whole lives.

- Does it bother you♪
Training people like that♪

- I thought we were gonna
train a generation

to burn it all down.

- Yeah, well, looks like
you're propping it up.

- They put a carrot on a stick,
tell you if you catch it,

you'll have the power
to achieve your goals.

But bit by bit,

they move it from
your path to theirs.

Yesterday you said something
that reminded me

maybe I lost my way.

- I didn't mean
to crumb on you.

You know, talk is cheap.
What do I know♪

- It's gonna get worse,
not better.

Keep your head down.
Pick your battles.

Save your time
for maximum destruction.

Play ball at King's until
you learn what you need,

and then get the ---- out.

Before finals.

- I don't know.
The dance might be fun.

- Rather eat glass.

There's a show at The Stone.

- We're banned.

- Right.

The bouncer with
the curious hands.

- Not so curious after we were
done with him, hermana.

- Dude, something's up.
I think Jurgen's gonna--

- Who you touching, Rat♪

What, you can't hear♪

Get out of my face.

Let's roll.

- I'm in.

- Serious♪

Why the change♪

- To spite Brandy.
- I'll take it.

- I'm not dressing up like
some candy-ass Valley girl.

- Dress like funeral,

wear bats for bra
and pumpkin head.

I...

I'm just happy you come.

With that Russian tosser♪

I'd call you a sellout,

but you Bela Lugosi goth turds

stand for less than nothing
to begin with.

- Well, I'm not in your scene,
so meeting your interpretation

of what's okay
and what isn't...

I don't care.

J.P. Morgan, brunch,

raise a couple
of paper white pups.

"Brent, honey, I'm home!"

- This is about
what you said, isn't it♪

About your feelings
or whatever♪

'Cause, you know, I didn't--
- It's cool.

Now that I see where your
tastes lie, it's for the best.

Hope Viktor's balls
taste like goulash.

- All balls taste
like goulash.

You're gonna give me
a lecture on punk cred♪

- Not at all.

Hell, I'd give Viktor
a firm hand job

to get out of this
jive-ass hazing.

- Dude,
you giving out hand jobs♪

- You might be quieter
about it, Marcus,

but you're judging her, too.

I'm very intuitive.

- Says the guy who thinks
"Jaws" is a comedy.

- Come on! Nantucket twats
getting chomped♪

That shark's a bloody hero.

- Qué hubo♪ Qué hubo♪

How's lunch♪

Special recipe today.

Rat. The other white meat.

- You dandies need me
to hold your hair♪

- How are you
keeping that down♪

- Why are you keeping it--

- Not my first rat stew.

- I feel its wee bones
in my belly.

The horror. The horror.

- Today we riot!

No option
but full-out class war!

- We'll storm
the Bastille and--

and we'll release
a loose stool on the throne.

You in♪
- No.

Rain check on eating the rich.

I'm gonna keep my head down
and pick my battles.

- Dude, if we let them
get away with this,

next time, we'll be eating--

I don't know--cat balls!

Soldier, are you prepared
to serve your country♪

- This is war!

- ♪ Call you

♪ You're not there

♪ Answerphone

♪ Trying to wake

♪ Start anew

♪ I'd give anything

- Cálmate,baby.

You space on movie night♪

Forget about the mess
we had to clean up♪

I already have.

- I need a break.

- What's that mean♪
You don't want to see me♪

- Of course not.

I just--

I was gonna go
to the dance with Saya.

- You should've said
something, baby.

I'll throw on my fancy shit.

- No, it's okay.
It's okay.

We were gonna do girls' night.

Just the two of us.

Please, just one night.

- Whatever you want.

- ♪ Superficial love

♪ Only for a ----

♪ But love is incest

- Sticker says "fragile,"
dickhead.

- Looks like Babushka
sent you something special!

- ♪ Peacetime, wartime,
try to draft me ♪

- Smoked fishes!

- ♪ All die for this land

- Columbia House
finally makes good

on that
Hanks Williams Jr. tape--

What the hell♪

- Mother------.
- Piece of shit!

- Where is fey boy♪

- ♪ President Reagan
can shove it ♪

- You wanted to see me,
Jurgen♪

Is this a joke♪

- Is it funny♪
- Not to the Guild.

This is a suicide note.

You signed on for life.

- When I shouldered that,

King's was different.

You were different.
You remember those days♪

- I remember my father insisted

that you could be
a valuable asset.

Took a considerable risk
breaking you out of prison.

- He told me
we'd restore the balance,

but the people we help
already have power.

- The Rats who passed
the exam.

- How many were there
last year♪

- Where's the teacher♪

- Find a thousand dicks
and suck 'em.

- So many♪

- Welcome to the
Fundamentals of Psychopathy.

Now, why would Lin
enroll such a lowlife

into his esteemed
Atelier of the Deadly Arts♪

- You don't know
my reputation.

- Well, reputations
can be deceiving.

Do you know mine♪
- Um...

you're keen on astrology,

41 victims,
no bodies found.

- Cannibalism.

- I would never resort
to such desperate theatrics.

Today we will be studying
the murderer's muse:

resentments.

No better fuel for the feast.

List what you despise,
please.

- Skaters who turn
into rock stars.

Like Gator, he's great, but
the dude thinks he's Prince.

- Capitalism.
- Yeah, that's hard to argue.

- Thatcher.
- Snore.

What about you, boy♪

What do you hate♪

- Bullies.

- Go on.
- Tiny-dick egotists

who hurt people for no reason,

make people lock
their doors at night.

People who make
general existence worse,

people like you.

------- hate people like you.

- Today's lesson
was on resentments,

and it looks like
I got a new one.

I'm just trying to picture you
without feet.

- I don't get paid,

I will send your boy back
in pieces.

I will do a Van Gogh on him.

You can avoid that.

All you gotta do is pay me,
right♪

Just let go of the green

and save Chad
from my mean machine.

You hear me♪

I'll just keep the rest
of my dirty business a secret.

You'll go to your grave
just wondering what I did.

Come to have the fun,
sweet pickles♪

- There's nothing sweet
about us.

- Sweet pickles,

I'm gonna have you
in a sandwich pie.

Gonna run my--

- Now, class,
as you just witnessed,

sometimes you gotta fight
with bare hands

like the guru of white karate,
Chuck Norris, "Firewalker."

Scoom! Skam! Wham-dam!

Other times,
you gotta improvise.

- You are twice our size.

- Size, schmize.

When I was a bouncer
at Chest of Drawers--

AKA Check for Sores--

on the Jersey Shore,

every Italian
from Seaside to Sicily

tried to take a swing
at ole Master Zane,

and I knocked
the Drakkar Noir right off 'em

with nothing but a brick.

Atypical combat skills
save your keisters, meisters.

Now, you two--
you two are losers.

- Well, his swan dive kind of
------ up our entrance.

- Nothing ever happens
according to plan.

Hobo kid here,

he still nailed it

with the skimmy-scam-shabaldam!

- Your recommendation♪

- He's been slipping
for months,

numerous accidents
in class.

It would be best
to replace him.

- Just...

Let him go♪

- I trust his silence.

He's served us
for nearly two decades.

- That's not how we do things.

Is it♪

- If a reed doesn't bend,
it breaks.

Perhaps some flexibility
in our principles.

You know what I love
about principles♪

None of us can actually prove
whose ideas are right

and whose are wrong.

We have to assert our values.

Only then do they become real.

- And when we see
that we are wrong,

do we not reassess♪

- Look at them.

They stand in
this position in agony

for 12 hours a day
for an ideal.

Why♪

- They made a commitment.

- Same as Jurgen did.

It's a shame he couldn't
hold his form.

I know you won't let
your friendship

get in the way
of what must be done.

- They can think
what they want.

I know they all call me
a bitch.

- You are a bitch.
Be proud of that.

- People who proudly
self-apply labels

like "asshole" or "bitch"

as if it's a sign
of their own strength

are just ugly people
looking for an excuse

to lean into
their unpleasant nature.

- Well,
they all think I'm crazy.

- They're gonna think
what they want.

Nothing you can do about it.

- I don't care what they say.

I just wish it wasn't true.

- You're not crazy.

- I just want to be normal.

- ---- that.
Normal's death.

- But what's more normal

than bragging about
how normal you are♪

- Maybe we shit on
what we can't have.

Me, in my heart,

I would love
to own a house like this--

filled with books,
niñosrunning around,

music in the air.

- Enjoy that bullshit.

I'm gonna party forever
and rule the world.

But I would like
to come and visit.

- Auntie Saya,
party queen of the world.

- You are.
- I am. You're right, I am.

- Why don't you find out
if this goes with fish♪

- Excuse me, sir, do you think
this goes with salmon♪

- Strawberry wine
goes with drunk.

How old are you, sweetheart♪

- 25.

- If you're 25,
I'm Christie Brinkley.

Lootin' the wrong
establishment.

Put it down now.

- Well, jeez, mister,
I-I brought this from home.

- Go!

- I remember once,
I was with Mom and Dad

in the old sedan,

driving in the middle
of the night,

God knows where,

and they had this
Christian radio station on.

The only thing
we could pick up.

The guy was talking about
holding up a mirror to society

to show how violent it is

and illuminate
some of the cancer

in the hopes that Jesus'
light would cure it

and people would be kind.

This crazy guy calls in

and tells the preacher
he's gonna shoot him.

Jesus' disciples out there
teaching his message

all these centuries later

and being met
with the same response.

The reality is,
they like the violence.

They feed on it.

Denke's right,
I need to pay attention,

learn to protect myself,
grow scales and breathe fire,

never let them
---- with me ever again.

- Killer study hall, yo.

Got this new Kid Icarus
business.

Supposed to be
some hard-ass shit.

- Now you can talk to me♪

- You still trippin' on that
little two-step in the hall♪

Nothing I can do
about hazing week.

- Can't defy tradition.
- Exactly.

- Witch hunts,
slavery, Columbus Day.

- What's wrong
with Columbus Day♪

- Look, I got a lot of reading,

and I don't have a legacy
to fall back on.

- Can't help
what I was born into.

- Look, man, I-I can't--

I can't be friends with someone
who's ashamed of me,

not after what I did for you.

- Keep your mouth shut
about that, man.

- Or what♪ You'll pacifist
the shit out of me♪

Jesus never stood a chance.

Yeah.

- More dead! Look dead!
- Find the big pearl!

- Yeah.
- Perfect.

That's good.

- ♪ And you'll never,
ever get old ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah-yeah-yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah-yeah-yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah-yeah-yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah... ♪

- This is where fun
comes to die.

- No one must die.

♪ Go

♪ Your whole world
can change ♪

♪ If only you
just broke through ♪

♪ Through the fears
inside your head ♪

♪ 'Cause your fears
are doing nothing for you ♪

♪ Keep your head up,
your mind open ♪

♪ You'll always,
always come through ♪

♪ 'Cause living it up,
it's a big deal ♪

♪ It's good for you

[Minor Threat's "Good Guys

- ♪ I'm a bored boy
born in a rut ♪

♪ Some say my manners
ain't the best ♪

♪ Some of my friends have been
in a whole lot of trouble ♪

- The corporatization
of America

is why everything
is so awful.

- Come on, not all of them.
McDonald's♪

Without Mayor McCheese
and Ronald McDonald,

the Hamburglar
would rule us all.

- Right, so instead
of having a chef

open a restaurant and pour
his heart and soul in,

you know, concocting
something delicious,

you get teenagers
reheating meat-like patties.

- Man, I could ---- up
a meat-like patty right now.

- No, but seriously, like,
what happens to a chef

when he has to work
at McDonald's

because it's
the only restaurant left♪

I mean, years go by,
his soul is diminished.

His creativity is stifled.

How is there any other outcome

besides depression,
drug addiction, or suicide♪

- Cool, the Ian Curtis
convention's in town.

Don't let me interrupt your
mewling with this box of fun.

A few pyrotechnical
diversions.

- ♪ Man, who's to say
who's the better man♪ ♪

- From hell's heart,

I stab at thee!

- ♪ You thought I had
a dirty mind ♪

♪ All those messed-up chicks

♪ Of the changing times

♪ White filth
and easy living ♪

- Ha-ha!
Suck on my fiery phallus!

Yes!

- ♪ Can you hear them♪

♪ They talk about us

♪ Telling lies

- Maria.

- ♪ Can you see them♪

- I could've signed you up,
baby.

- ♪ They have no shield

- Hey.

- ♪ It doesn't matter
what they say ♪

- You couldn't give her
one night away.

- I just came to get
my bailaron.

- You're a real piece of shit.
You know, all she needs is--

- You're gonna tell me
what my girl needs♪

- You clearly don't have
a clue.

- She give you that story
about wanting a normal life♪

The house with the books

and little niños
running around♪

She's been telling
that one for years.

I taught her that.

She's working you

so I can keep tabs
on your crew.

- What did you say to her♪

- I just told that puta
who you really are.

- ♪ Our lips are sealed

♪ Pay no mind
to what they say ♪

♪ It doesn't matter anyway

- Yeah♪

- Welcome to the
Legacy Committee, sweetheart.

Unfortunately,
your application's been denied.

- Rat will always be Rat.

- ♪ Well,
that's no surprise ♪

♪ Can you see them♪

♪ See right through them

Listen up, everybody,

y'all might know her
as the dark cloud

that haunts
the halls of King's,

but tonight

thanks to the lovely ladies
of the Cheer Death Squad,

she's gone from wasteoid
to...passable.

Please put your hands
together

for the belle of the ball,

the new and improved
Miss Rat 1987.

- If a wiener is called
a penis,

why isn't a butt
called a poonis♪

- 'Cause nothing about
the English language

makes any sense.
- Nothing.

You've got "womb," "tomb,"
and then "bomb."

- It should be, a "boom."

It's literally a thing
that goes boom.

- Bloody ------- right.

- No, dude, no.

Friends don't let friends
share dairy.

Dude.

Jesus, what happened♪

It's my own fault
for being a charlatan, right♪

- So I'm
the asshole somehow♪

We were just
messing with you before.

It's normal to want to be
a part of the normal world,

but it's easier
when you accept

that you don't belong in it.
- Stop.

I'm not gonna let them
rent space in my head.

Lesson learned.

- You just needed a reminder

of why we don't take part
in that mess.

You don't need them.

They are awful.

You're one of ours, love.

- Always will be.

- But you're right to be angry.

- Nothing to be done about it.
- Not by yourself.

- I thought you were sitting
on the sidelines.

- Yeah,
I was picking my battles.

There's no point
in having friends

if you're not gonna
stick up for them.

Let's burn them down.

- Like a Roman ------- candle.

- What did he say♪

- Pretty much like you said.

- So what do we do now♪

- Let's go streak
Golden Gate Park.

- I'm gonna need the rest
of that strawberry wine.

- Okay.

- ♪ We were just two
crazy kids in love ♪

♪ Making the most
of what could be ours ♪

♪ Time stood still

♪ And I spent it
in your arms ♪

The Baba Yaga,
she eats my loins!

- Ladies and gentlemen,
Mellow Yellow!

- Hey, pumpkin.

- Out of my way,
you dumb cooze.

Well, I do declare!

- Juan. Compa,
what the ----, man♪

Qué pasó, muchacho♪

- Sí, puto♪

- Step off.

- You want a taste, bitch♪

- Bounce.
- And miss the disco♪

- It's been a while since the
Soto Vatos cleaned the house.

- Yeah♪
- Throw in the Rat for free.

Hágale, puto.

- Chico!

- This dance is over.

Everybody return
to their rooms.

- ♪ Ooh, ooh

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Ooh, ooh

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ I've never seen you
looking so lovely ♪

♪ As you did tonight

♪ I've never seen you
shine so bright ♪

♪ I've never seen
so many men ask you ♪

♪ If you wanted to dance

- Been looking all over.

- ♪ Given half a chance

- Are you okay♪
- Shh.

- ♪ And I have never seen
that dress you're wearing ♪

♪ Or the highlights
in your hair ♪

♪ That catch your eyes

♪ I have been blind

♪ The lady in red

♪ Is dancing with me

♪ Cheek to cheek

♪ There's nobody here

♪ It's just you and me

♪ It's where I want to be

- Come on, man.
Guard your left.

Your left!

- Hey, what you did tonight,

thanks for having my back.

- I got to thinking
on what you said earlier.

- Which part♪
I say so many smart things.

- About patriotism,
and it wasn't so smart.

- You must've
misunderstood it.

- You said patriotism
was about self-interest,

but back in Watts,
we had a different kind.

The pride wasn't
in the government,

'cause they never earned
no loyalty from us.

It's about community.

It's about taking care
of your people.

- You saying
I'm your people♪

- Not if you can't guard
your left.

Come one, Arguello,
carry your weight, man.

- Is a celebration in order♪

- More of a commiseration.

Your contract
cannot be revised.

Take a sabbatical.

Go to an island,
a mountain.

Reset your perspective.

- You know, I don't think
a mai tai and a tan

is going to do it.

This is a long time coming.

- A man gives his life
to a thing.

Years pass until, inevitably,

one day towards the end...

He wonders if it was
the right thing,

but he's already given
so much to it.

To quit would erase
all his sacrifice.

- So instead,
he stays the course.

Too far down the road
to turn back,

he agrees to die compromised.

- When you first started
at King's,

you were exhausted
with the ineffectual game

of terrorizing
the pawns of giants.

Here, by bringing your fire
to the next generation,

you can make a true impact.

- The Legacies have
their futures already written.

They don't give a shit
about what I tell them.

And the Rats--
- The Rats♪

- The ones who might actually
make a difference,

what chance do
any of them stand♪

- The great examination
cannot be stopped.

- Because you refuse
to stop it!

Give me a head start,

for old times' sake♪

Potassium chloride.

- That was your head start.

- Mark my words.

They will come for you.