Class of '09

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Suspect Amos Garcia has been classified

as a potential extremist.

His threat level against the Bureau has increased.

A warrant has been issued for his arrest.

Hey.

- You're kidding me. - (chuckles)

What are you doing here?

I was hoping you could tell me.

No, I mean, this isn't... isn't my case.

- Hi. - It's not mine, either. Hi.

- Huh. - (chuckles)

Of all the agents, they choose us?

- After all this time? - Yeah.

Can't just be random, right? There's got to be a reason.

- You expecting anyone else? - No.

Amos?

Amos Garcia? This is the FBI.

Not only are we now one of the greatest countries

on this Earth,

we are now also one of the safest.

Not only are we now one of the greatest countries

on this Earth,

we are now also one of the safest.

Not only are we now one of the greatest countries

on this Earth...

You think this was left here for us?

How could he have known we were coming?

...the greatest countries on this Earth,

we are now also one of the safest.

Not only are we now one of the greatest countries

on this Earth,

we are now also one of the safest.

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Hey, you know, you can't just stop like that,

- in the middle of the road. - Sorry.

Who are you?

Why? You think I look too old?

- Too old for what? - (sighs)

- To be your classmate. - Oh.

No, I don't think you look old at all.

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

I'm Murphy. I'm a cop.

- Or was a cop. - Hmm. Makes sense,

- since you pulled me over. - (chuckles)

Uh, well, old habits, I suppose.

12 years, Salt Lake City.

- What about you? - I was a nurse.

Oh, my God.

Is your heart just about to burst with pride?

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You get ne rvous around new people, don't you?

You try to be funny, but it just ends up sounding obnoxious,

and then you're left scratching your head,

wondering what went wrong.

Well, you want to know what I think?

I think we're about to have one of those friendships

that starts off really bad

- but then gets really good. - (chuckles)

Hello?

Hey. You okay?

Four of us share this bathroom.

They call us "suitemates,"

as in we're "en suite" and "roommates."

I can' t be in a place that calls people suitemates.

Right.

Is this really about the doors?

I have $12.50 to my name.

I spent the last of my money on the flight here,

'cause I thought if I could make it to the Academy,

it would all be okay.

Our food is paid for, a place to sleep...

Well, we do get paid to be here.

Our first check arrives in, like, a week.

We have to buy our own uniforms.

I think they give us our own uniforms.

They don't even give us coat hangers.

I can't go to our induction class

the only person without a uniform,

explaining why I don't even have the money

to buy a pair of pants.

Well, I mean, I-I could lend you the money.

I wasn't asking for a loan.

Yeah, I know you weren't.

I shouldn't be here.

What if I...

told you that I-I need you to stay?

You don't know me.

No, but...

I will.

Everything you do

for the next five months

will be evaluated.

Not just the classes,

not just the instruction and tests.

The small stuff.

Who do you sit next to at breakfast?

What time do you go to bed at night?

We have 300 million Americans to protect

and only 13,000 agents to do it with.

So we need to know you better than you know yourselves.

My name is Drew.

I'll be one of your counselors.

I'm Gabriel.

I'm the other person trying to figure out

the mystery of who you all are.

The FBI's first ever New Agent Class. 1935.

Do you know what was special about this class?

Nothing.

Except that they were the first.

I've spent most of my career teaching

because I believe I could play a bigger role in here

than I could out there.

I've had good classes.

I've even had a few great classes.

But I never had an exceptional class.

I'm running out of time,

so I hope that class is you.

We want each of you to stand up

and say something about yourselves.

Let's start with you.

My name is Daniel Lennix.

I was a lawyer,

and I thought, this is my father's profession

and his father before him,

but it is not mine.

So joining the FBI is a statement of your identity?

That's-that's not what I meant, sir.

Well, I'm glad we could be of service,

trainee Lennix.

You may sit down.

How about you?

My name is Hour Nazari.

My parents were born in Iran.

My father was an academic in Tehran.

Um, my mother was an accountant.

Why did they move here?

He was arrested by officers

from the Ministry of Intelligence.

What was he arrested for?

Carrying a backpack of books on the Soviet Union.

Um, for two weeks, they interrogated him.

"Why are you reading these books?"

He told them, um, he was a history buff.

In the third week, they tortured him.

When his answers didn't change, they let him go.

After that, my parents sought asylum here.

How about you?

Uh... (clears throat)

I'm Tayo Michaels.

I'm 30 years old, and I worked in insurance

before applying to the Bureau.

What made you change careers?

: This is gonna sound nerdy, sir.

No, trainee, I'm-I'm interested.

Tell me.

Okay. I...

discovered that premiums vary 60%,

depending on who the assessor is.

Exact same circumstances, 60% difference.

And as I sat in my nice office,

with my nice ergonomic chair

and my very nice six-figure salary,

I just... thought to myself that...

this isn't the kind of injustice

that I want to spend my life fixing.

How about you?

You're next.

"There once was a poor farmer

"who lived with his sick wife.

"Their clothes were rags

"and their stomachs ached.

"Their land was so barren, they could hardly grow

"enough food to eat.

"One day, the farmer was so desperate