All language subtitles for Class.S01E02.720p.HDTV.x264-KILLERSS

I come from a planet more
beautiful than you could believe.

We. We come from that planet.

Shoot it now or it'll kill us both!

April, no!

You must have got a glancing blow.
You both now share April's heart.

Argh!

You leave... or I'll make you leave.

You have not seen the last of us.

Coal Hill will continue to act like
a beacon across all of space-time.

You will help these amazing humans here

and these amazing humans will help you.

So are we all, like, mates, then?

It's Ram. Leave a message.

Hey, it's Tanya. Where are you?

I haven't seen you since prom.

Hey, it's April.

Just wondered if you wanted to
talk about, you know, things.

Give me a call. We're all worried.

It's Charlie. I have socks. Call me.

Hey, it's me.

- Call me.
- Do you want to talk?

I can drop the socks off.

- Please talk to us.
- Ram?

- Ram?
- Ram!

Faster than that!

Pass it here.

Andre, go on!

Pretty lame, Singh.

- Argh!
- Jesus.

Singh, come here.

He's girlfriend's gone missing.
Maybe you...

Do I look like a counsellor?

You face your demons
and you conquer them.

You didn't come to do that.

I came to play, Coach.

Well, you could have fooled me.

Don't ever question me in
front of the players again.

You need to lay off the roids, man.

What was that?

We're done! Go home!

You run them too hard. I wonder
how much even a teenager...

Coach Dawson?

- Should you even be here?
- I don't want to talk about it.

Rachel's only been gone a week.

I said I don't want to talk about it.

I need to see the coach.

Tom?

Please don't.
Not yet, please.

Please don't...

I said go home, Singh.

Did you see?

All I see is a player
whose form's dropped.

- Coach Carroll?
- He went home.

Look, you're my best player, Singh.

But remember what I said.

I'm not a counsellor.

I look forward to getting
the real you back.

But for now, you watching me
shower breaks about 17 laws.

- Come to play next time.
- ...I-I will.

I'm in control.

I'm in control.

Not you! Not you.

Do you think they purposely forget?

Is that a human thing?

You mean all the stuff at prom?

This world was partially invaded.

We seem to be the only
ones who remember it.

Coal Hill has a body count way above
average. They've got to know.

And just choose not to see?

- What a fascinating power.
- 'Fascinating power'.

Interesting words.

Do you honestly think
nothing else will happen?

That nothing else will get pooped
out through the bunghole of time?

That's not what we're
calling it, are we?

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad

if nothing else ever came
through the space-time thing.

You'd never get your heart back.

If it's a choice between
that and people dying...

Even if something does come through,
what are we supposed to do about it?

We're not superheroes.

Have any of you talked to him?

- He won't let us.
- Maybe you don't know what it's like.

Everyone I ever knew was murdered.

I'm sharing a heart with the
genocidal alien who did that.

Still...

- Membrane of time?
- Chasm?

- Factor?
- Bunghole.

What? An inspector.

Sorry, a what?

The school is being
inspected, Miss Quill,

and your class is part of the school,

although your continuous surprise
at that fact is troubling.

No.

No, I'm not a monkey to
be jumping through hoops.

All teachers are monkeys, Miss Quill.

Haven't you been listening
to the education secretary?

The inspector will be here today.

He's especially interested in us
improving our science rating.

I'm sure you'll do us proud.

Don't show up if you didn't come to win.

- Hey, how's it feeling?
- Ask me again. Go on.

How's it feeling?

- I'm just wondering if...
- We're not friends, dickface.

I'm not part of whatever loser
save-the-world crew this is.

I've got enough to deal with on my own.

You don't have to do it alone.

Ask me again. Go on.

Abysmal.

Abysmal.

Abysmal.

Abysmal.

Abysmal.

Tell me, Ram, was there a great big
window of porn open as you typed?

Yeah, I was spanking
myself off a good one.

I had to do the whole
paper with my left hand.

Don't think I won't put
you in detention, Ram.

Be nice to him. His
girlfriend's missing.

And he's got football practice.
You can't...

Could you all just leave me alone?

I don't need anyone's help.

Sounds like such a cry for help.

Surprise quiz.

Mr Dawson?

Is Coach Carroll around? I was
hoping to do some extra training.

Nope. He quit on me.

I'm getting a lot of that lately.

Yeah, you see that, do you?

- The way I've been playing?
- Yeah. The way you've been playing.

- You used to have strength, Singh.
- I'll get it back.

I'll earn my place. I've got to.

I know about your girlfriend.

But this game isn't built on niceness.

- I don't want it to be.
- Good.

There is no third team...
if you get my meaning.

Don't screw up again. Now go.

Go!

You're going crazy, Ram.

Do you ever feel like you're losing it?

In my country I was an accountant.
I already lost it.

Ram, where the hell have you been?
I've been trying to...

- Has something happened?
- I saw something.

At first, I thought I was imagining
it, like PTSD or something but...

It was horrible. Like, really horrible.

Horrible we can tell an adult

or horrible we're going to have
to figure it out by ourselves?

Do you have any idea

what the discipline of a
Nigerian parent is like?

I'll be lucky to end up in a
convent if she catches me.

It was over there.

Definitely alien?

First time I just saw
gore and grossness, yeah?

This time, it killed that woman.

She seemed really nice. She was just
sneaking a fag and that thing...

- Skinned her alive.
- Eugh.

You were smoking?

- Are you serious?
- You're an athlete.

How can you do something that stupid?

Because that's totally
the issue here, Tanya.

What are we mixed up in?

How are we supposed to handle
people being skinned alive?

Miss Quill's meant to help us.

Yeah, her and her happy
superbest sparkle team.

Are we gonna go over there or are
we just gonna wave from a distance?

There's nothing here, Ram. It's clean.

- In fact, it's really clean.
- It happened, Tanya.

And I didn't do anything. I just hid.
I let it kill her.

Do you honestly think you
could have stopped it?

You're right. It's stupid.

Stupid leg I can barely stand on.

People are dead. Rachel's dead.

I can't even stop a ball anymore.

You saved April from being
taken by the Shadow Kin.

You might not think you can
stop anything anymore,

but you stopped them from taking her.

And you did that hopping on one leg.

For God's sake, Ram. I'm 14.
I'm not a therapist.

I'm three years younger
than our entire year.

All I wanted to do is
make actual friends

and then this happened and I
thought, "You know what..."

- What the hell are you doing?
- Sorry. We thought you were...

I can't wait to hear the
end of that sentence.

There's weird things about, Coach.

- Are you high, Singh?
- No.

Is that why your form's dropped?

What are you doing on school grounds...

little-known sportsperson
who I've never seen before

but whose name I'd be
only too happy to learn?

I doubt you're supposed
to be here either.

- I'm a teacher. I work here.
- Is a coach really a teacher?

If I never see you again,

my life will improve a good 30, 35%.

And you...

what a disappointment.

Get out of here, both of you.

Wouldn't want anything
weird to find you.

- Do not tell the others.
- Ram...

Maybe I am cracking up.

This is getting out of control.

We agreed.

Fix it.

Argh!

Shit.

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Well done.

There's no reason to
lose hope about her.

- She's dead.
- You don't know that.

- She might have run away.
- Dad, just...

Just stop it! Everyone just stop with
the comforting bullshit, please!

Stop trying to make me talk about it.

Mum?

I think we're
in terrible danger.

Paul Smith?

I couldn't find anything
about him online.

At first I thought he was an evil
designer of casual coats and gifts,

but I guess that's somebody else

because this Paul Smith,

he is nowhere to be found.

Maybe he's a normal citizen.
You can't look everyone up.

Yes, you can.

Have you seen what this species
puts about themselves online?

So much genitalia.

Did you not see his clothes?

Course you didn't.

His jacket was made this year.
You could tell by the collar.

But the stitches in his trousers
were at least 40 years out of date.

I looked them up.

His spectacles no curvature to
the lenses. Obviously costume.

And his hands, which he uses
all day for writing with,

had no writing callous
on the second finger.

And you're sure it's not just
because he gave you a bad report?

You know what? Fine. Fine.

You and your little team, you
go pretend to save the world.

I'll just stick to saving
you from boring old death.

What about non Quill subjects? Maths
is ridiculously easy this year.

Why aren't you trying to
make me talk about it?

About Rachel?

I guess talking about it
didn't do me any good.

- Well, not at first, anyway.
- You?

My dad died almost two years ago.

A stroke.

He was fine at dinner. Just
never woke up the next morning.

I didn't know that.

The point is, I didn't know
what anyone wanted me to say,

so I didn't say anything.

Until one day, I did.

Who are you? What are you doing here?

What do you keep writing?

Why don't you talk?!

Whoever you are, I am going to string
you up on that wall by your b...

I don't even understand
some of these swearwords.

He was purposefully provoking me.

You know I'm not supposed
to get this report.

And amazingly, he hasn't asked
for your immediate dismissal.

He wants to observe you again.

Maybe he likes you. Ha!

No, no-one likes me.

I like you.

You're a pain in my bottom but at
least you're a fresh kind of pain

and for a head teacher that's almost...
marriage.

No.

No, there's a whiff around him.
I'm telling you, he's evil.

He's from Ofsted. Of course he's evil.

At least try not get us
into any special measures.

The governors wouldn't like it.

But YOU didn't see anything?

No, but HE wasn't lying.

He didn't even want me
to tell you about it.

He's been really upset lately.

Maybe he just thinks he saw something.

That's what he said but
people don't do that.

What are we supposed to do?

Aren't we supposed to be
working this out together?

I thought we'd be like...

I don't know, like...

You are lonely.

Yeah, because that's how
people talk to each other.

Tanya, we're your friends.

I only tell my friends I play violin.

- You play violin?
- Folk music, mainly.

What's folk music?

Meanwhile, Ram is really suffering

and Miss Quill is horrible

and I'm having no luck hacking into...

Hacking into what?

See? We're almost helpless. At
least I'm trying to do something.

Why do they all dance in a circle?

But this is the first time
you've told us about it

and it might not even be real.

The head teacher. He's
your friend, right?

Mr Armitage? I wouldn't say 'friend'.

Let's ask him about the missing cleaner.

Let's at least find out how real it is.

As it happens, there was a cleaner
who didn't turn up today.

Why?

I didn't think this through.

Was there anything weird
about her not showing up?

How did you know it was a 'her'?

I want 10 laps. Then I
want side to sides.

All laziness will be punished.

Coach?

Thank God.

There's my own personal broken record.

I have to say I'd be surprised

if any of you three were up to
mischief, especially you, April.

I can be mischievous.

I'm on your side.

You CAN talk to me.

I know all teachers say that but
we mostly actually mean it.

OK. You're probably not going
to believe this but...

April! What?!

We can't just...

Can't just what?

Sorry, but you're out of chances.

Coach, have I ever questioned you?

No. That's because I want to learn.

I want what's best for me, Coach.

I need to be on the team.
That's who I am.

Get out! Run!

Where is Anger?

Where is Anger?

Is there a Happiness, maybe?

Maybe you could give me some tutoring.

I could... I could get my form back.
Get better.

I've always respected you.

Even when you've been a total dick.

You know, Ram,

maybe this is the universe's way
of saying sport isn't for you.

Now, go home.

But there was blood everywhere.

We... we weren't making it up.

No, no, of course you weren't.

Young people never play
pranks on authority figures.

Hey.

The Doctor said you're supposed
to help us. You're my protector.

Yeah. Don't I know it.

But who's mine?

We really are on our own.

You're in control.

You're in control.

When did you know the time
was right to start talking?

Hey.

I talked to my brothers, which
I didn't expect, but...

But they knew, 'cause the
same thing happened to them.

It wasn't like big group
hugs or anything.

We'd play Xbox and Jarvis would say,

"Do you remember how
bad Dad was at this?"

And Damon would say, "Yeah,"
and I'd say, "Yeah."

And then we'd laugh and keep playing.

It'd be a little better.

Not a lot but at least a little bit.

I miss her.

I know.

All I see when I close
my eyes is her dying.

I just saw Mr Armitage
being skinned alive.

What do we do?

You're the prince. You tell me.

You've seen genocide,
you've seen monsters.

You saw it? Why didn't you say?

I've been trying to
tell you all evening.

- You wouldn't answer.
- Tanya!

Charlie and April saw it too.

We were all there.

We've all been doing the same thing.

Again.

Hold on. That's Tanya.

Hey. Come round.

Enough, April.

- You saw it.
- Um, yeah.

- It was...
- What did it look like?

Show him the drawing.

- Wow. That's really good.
- That's what killed the cleaner.

Have you seen it before?

- Charlie?
- I haven't seen every alien.

The universe is unimaginably big.

Would it be in that database
you're hacking, Tanya?

Hacking isn't as easy as people think.

But you were smart enough to write it.

- That's very clever.
- I, um... downloaded it from Reddit.

Shit.

What?

Show me that again.

Cover its head with your hand.

Of course!

Of course! You idiot!

I know where we gotta go.

No Matteusz?

Grounded.

Whatever that means.

Come on, Tanya.

"Please, Quill, help us
with a skin-peeling dragon.

"We're just little arses of smart

"who don't even know
what evil looks like."

Not unhandsome buttocks.

When you make your aggressive
move, and you will...

then you'll regret ever thinking
you could inspect Miss Quill.

For God's sake, what do you want?

Really?

Finally!

Can I just stress again how much
more I'm risking than any of you?

My mum would punish God if he snuck out.

We're all here.

- What do we do?
- We find Coach Dawson.

Who's Coach Dawson?

Yeah.

We're all on the same team.

Ooh! You have no idea how alone I am.

I'm trapped here. I literally...
I can't leave.

And I quite like the headmaster.

Not that anybody asks.

So maybe you're perfect for me.

Somebody who won't ask any of me at all.

They weren't kidding.

It's a tattoo. What is?

The picture you showed me. The coach
has a tattoo exactly like it.

No, the thing we saw wasn't a tattoo.

Neither was the thing I saw.

But we're all here now and it's
time to do something, right?

That's what you all want. That's
what this is supposed to be.

We're supposed to deal
with what comes through.

There's no going back
to the life before.

So let's go find the coach.

Is that him?

My God.

Is that...

Mr Armitage?

OK, what's the plan?

So we came here without a plan?

Why am I not surprised?

I've got a plan.

OK. I... I'm out of ideas.

Maybe not.

Sorry.

So, what are
we talking about here?

A sentient tattoo? An alien tattoo?

It comes off his body. It kills people.

Skins them.

You mean this one?

He was a robot.

Damn.

I don't know what exactly is going on.

I know you're right in
the middle of this.

Ask yourself what you want more, Singh.

Do you want to be wrong?

Or do you want to be right?

I used to look up to you.

I did.

You used to push me. You made me better.

You were the right kind of scary.

But now...

- You're not afraid?
- No.

I AM afraid. I just...
I just realised that.

But I'm going to kick your arse anyway.

I have to get it to attack you!

- What?
- It's the only way I can fight it.

I don't think it's the
one on his body, Ram.

No, it's not the one on my body.

That's her mate.

And the inspector?

He was a robot.

Alright, fine. I get it.
It's only Quill.

Who cares if she kissed a robot?

- You kissed him?!
- Right. Yeah.

Now you're listening, aren't you?

You can't have her.

You can never have her. She's mine.

- What did you do?
- I was nothing.

I was weak.

Even the players didn't respect me.

One day I felt her burnt into my skin.

Some sort of accident
when she travelled here.

But she was trapped on me, on my skin.

Suddenly I had dragon blood
running through my veins.

I was bigger, stronger.

And then her mate came looking.

I knew he'd never do
anything to risk her harm.

There is a price.

Her mate has to kill to provide
blood for her to drink.

That's how they feed.

She's trapped in me.
There's no other way.

But I have it under control!

I'm sorry that you've all seen so much.

Kill them.

Don't worry. I get it.

Quill fights the death
so you can all live.

You're just going to take that?

Now would be a great
time for that plan, Ram.

He doesn't have any choice.

He needs my skin intact or she dies.

And if you don't kill
these kids right now...

You're going to do this forever?

- You're going to grieve forever?
- Ram, no!

She is trapped.

- You didn't say it could talk.
- Yeah, sorry.

So, she's trapped.

Maybe you'll never get her off his body.

That's the new reality. What
are you going to do about it?

At least I've been fighting this
arsehole. What have you done?

Let him set the rules for you?

I'll harm her.

You know I will.

You won't kill her, though.

Otherwise you'll kill him.

So it's a stand-off.

Why does it have to be a
stand-off on your terms?

Don't you know what we do
with skin in this world?

Have you never heard of leather?

Leather. No, no, no, no, no.

Make a chair out of him or something.

Maybe you'll never have her
back the way you want.

I'll never get Rachel back either.

But at least you'll have her.

Maybe you can find a way to
make the new reality work.

I'm done.

Kill me. Skin me.

I don't want to keep seeing
the things I've seen.

I don't want the future to
keep feeling impossible.

Or don't.

I don't care.

It's your life.

No, no, no, no. Wait.

I swear... No!

Quill! Quill!

We did it.

We stopped the dragon.

'We'.

Is this what we do now?
We kill people?

Well, he did kill
a lot of other people.

- And that makes it OK?
- I'm OK with it.

That's not really proof.

And we still have no idea what that was.

So we're just as blind and
stupid as we was before.

Well, we still did it, though.

We stopped it.

Just thought it would feel better.

Ram. Ram, wait.

We killed somebody.

We killed a bad guy.

Charlie, I don't think I
want to kill anybody.

Not even bad guys.

Can't we just send them back
through the bunghole of time?

Please say we're not calling it that.

So is no-one going to
ask about the robot?

Wait!

Jesus, Ram.

You meant what you said?

You didn't care if it killed you.

But it didn't.

It left me with the rest of
my stupid life, didn't it?

Yeah.

Yeah, it did.

You're still not going to make
me talk about it, are you?

Lift back to your house?

Is it a physical thing, son?

Because we can check with the doctor.

Dad.

Can I talk to you about something?

Don't have to believe it.

Don't have to believe any of it.

But it's what's been happening.

A rip in space and time?

Dragons? It's what I've seen, Dad.

Hey, hey, son.

Look, um...

Do you remember when I used
to line up the balls for you?

You were so small you
used to fall over them sometimes.

But you got better.

The Governors.

Now, who might you be?

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Come on, Tanya. Where are you?

Daddy?