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(traffic noises, indistinct chatter)

(electronic whirring)

(elevator bell dings)

(rapid typing)

(electronic whirring)

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(brakes squeal)

- (electric engine shuts off) - (insects trilling)

(device chimes)

COMPUTER: 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.

(electric engine shuts off)

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.

(both laugh)

- 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.

(vehicle approaching)

- You expecting anyone else? - No.

(brakes squeal)

♪ ♪

(fox chittering)

(gun clicks)

♪ ♪

(door squeaks softly)

(object clatters nearby)

♪ ♪

POET: Amos?

Amos Garcia? This is the FBI.

(electric chittering, whirring)

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?

TAYO: ...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.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(insects trilling)

(birds chirping)

(engine idles)

(horn honks)

(brakes squeal)

(distant indistinct chatter)

- (whistle blows in distance) - (indistinct shouting)

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.

(elevator bell dings)

Oh, my God.

Is your heart just about to burst with pride?

(chuckles)

- (quiet chatter) - (elevator bell dings)

You get nervous 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.

(chuckles)

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)

(elevator bell dings)

(chuckles)

♪ ♪

(door opens)

Hello?

(takes deep breath)

(knocking at door)

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.

POET: 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.

DREW: 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.

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

trainee Lennix.

You may sit down.

How about you?

(sets pen down)

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.

DREW: 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.

GABRIEL: What made you change careers?

(chuckles): This is gonna sound nerdy, sir.

GABRIEL: 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.

DREW: How about you?

You're next.

♪ ♪

POET: "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

"he cried out...

"'Please help me. My life is so hard.'"

The FBI are here.

They want to talk to you.

The FBI?

Can I finish the story?

FBI AGENT 1: He's the suspect.

His brother is a patient here.

FBI AGENT 1: We're told you're close to him.

His name is Alfie.

We tried speaking to him.

FBI AGENT 1: Just started screaming.

FBI AGENT 2: We were wondering if you might have more...

success.

His brother's never visited here.

What do you think he could know?

It's probably a waste of time.

♪ ♪

I'll do it.

Just not here.

(birds chirping)

(breathing shakily): He's... he's coming.

He's coming to get me.

He's-he's-he's...

(breathing heavily)

♪ ♪

You ever thought of joining the FBI?

(chuckles)

No. I haven't.

We're looking for different kinds of people,

outside of law enforcement.

How's that going?

(agent chuckles)

Will you think about it?

Maybe see it as a chance to stop people being harmed,

rather than helping them afterwards.

♪ ♪

TRAINEES: As a student of the FBI Academy,

I devote myself to the pursuit of truth and knowledge.

GABRIEL: I subscribe to the highest standards of honesty,

integrity, fidelity and honorable behavior.

TRAINEES: I subscribe to the highest standards of honesty,

integrity, fidelity and honorable behavior.

(loud thud)

(quiet murmuring)

NATHAN: Sir, may we bury it?

Okay, Nathan, we can do that.

- (birds chirping) - (insects trilling)

GABRIEL: How do you feel, Nathan?

Better, sir.

Trainee, what do you think of all this?

I think it was a very kind gesture, Nathan.

Trainee? Any thoughts?

No, I thought it was a really nice thing to do.

I guess we're done. Class dismissed.

Nathan, I want to talk to you.

Hey. What did you really think?

I think that his bags will be packed

by the time I get back to our room.

No, they just swore him in.

They're not gonna kick him out already.

We'll just have to find out.

♪ ♪

(knocking at door)

- Hey. - POET: Hey.

Guess I was wrong.

He wasn't even allowed to pack his own things.

They sent two people to pack it for him.

- You saw it all happen? - Oh, yeah.

(quietly): Look.

Left something behind, though.

(Tayo sighs)

It wasn't a bird he was burying.

♪ ♪

I'm so glad we're in the same class.

So am I.

♪ ♪

(indistinct chatter over radio)

(siren chirps)

(brakes screech softly)

♪ ♪

(knocking)

We have reports of gunfire

coming from inside this apartment.

No gunfire here, Officer.

Do you mind if we take a look around?

(indistinct radio chatter)

I'll check the back.

(door closes)

♪ ♪

Hey.

You okay?

(muffled shouting)

Hey, can you get under the bed and hide for me?

Yeah?

(muffled shouting continues)

Good. Okay, stay there.

MAN: I'm not trying to play both--

What are you talking about?!

- Yo, yo. Wait, wait, wait. Hold up! - (gunshots)

(body thuds)

(gasping)

♪ ♪

Code 3, shots fired. Officer in need of assistance.

(indistinct radio response)

♪ ♪

(door opens)

(car alarm beeps)

- (lively chatter) - (music playing faintly)

(music continues muffled)

(music continues muffled)

What'd you hear about this department

before you joined?

I heard it was corrupt.

Yet here you are.

- My life didn't turn out the way I expected. - ALBURY: Bullshit.

There are plenty of jobs.

Why aren't you selling shoes?

I'm a police officer.

ALBURY: You're a small-town cop.

Why'd you move here?

- Because-- - You like girls? Or boys?

- That's none of your business. - Ha. Girls, then.

So, you move to the big city.

No friends, no family.

What? Think we didn't rake over your pitiful personal life?

I know you did.

I've seen them following me.

They're not very good.

You got one more chance.

You either give me an answer that I find acceptable,

or you go back home.

Why are you here?

♪ ♪

I wanted to be a part of something.

He was a snitch.

For the FBI.

You sent me there to see if I knew him?

And you didn't.

(glass and bottle rattle)

Welcome to the family.

(glasses clink)

(exhales)

The undercover operation Blue Score began nine months ago.

It took three months for them to invite me to join their family.

I have been in this family ever since,

collecting information.

How did you record their conversations

when they were so paranoid about being infiltrated?

(gun clicks)

Well, he didn't trust me, but he trusted my gun.

So, why did you succeed

when every other undercover agent failed?

I never tried to fit in.

I... I didn't pretend to like them.

She played hard to get.

(scattered laughter)

We're done here.

They want to make a big show of this bust.

They want you there, when they make the arrests.

At the precinct?

Well, I ca-- I can't go back in.

That's-that's not how it's done.

They're your orders.

♪ ♪

(indistinct radio chatter)

♪ ♪

(indistinct chatter)

(handcuffs clicking)

(indistinct radio chatter)

(exhales)

(horns honking)

(loud whirring, clanking)

(quiet chatter)

(distant construction noise continues)

FBI PSYCHIATRIST: While you were undercover,

you refused to check in with your psychiatric evaluator?

If you're playing a role, it's easier not to talk about it.

And w-when you applied to join the FBI, you were engaged?

Mm-hmm.

Was that your last serious relationship?

No, there was one other.

What happened with the engagement?

We were living together,

making plans for the future,

and I...

I told him about applying to the FBI.

And he said he was proud of me. "Go for it."

And in the midst of my application,

um...

there was the spousal interview.

- Right. - Right, and they, um,

they asked him if he would be open to relocating,

um, depending on where I was stationed,

and he said no, so...

So the FBI halted my application.

Did he understand the consequences of his answer?

Yeah.

I mean, I had been very clear.

Well, why do you think he said that?

He didn't think I'd make it that far.

So you left him.

Well, what other choice did I have?

You could've stopped your FBI application.

This wasn't about me choosing between him and the FBI.

You know, he... revealed himself.

He let me down.

And if the FBI should ever let you down?

We'd have a lot more to worry about than my broken heart.

FBI PSYCHIATRIST: Broken hearts are worth worrying about, too.

♪ ♪

Management teach you to work those stairs?

Oh, you think I staged my entrance?

You chose the location, you're five minutes late.

Huh.

Congratulations.

The biggest police corruption bust in the Bureau's history?

Thanks, I guess.

- That must've been tough. - (takes deep breath)

I find what you do tough.

(chuckles): Oh, yeah?

What do I do?

What, you don't know?

I like to be reminded.

You do the big decisions.

Are you making fun of me?

You used to like it once.

Or was that before you became

Associate Executive Assistant Director?

Right now, we are talking like old friends,

reminiscing after all these years.

What are we doing?

There's a reason you were at those arrests.

I gave the order.

We knew it would be rough.

Wh... It wasn't rough, it was dangerous.

(stammers) We wanted to create the impression

that you'd burnt out.

Assign you a desk job.

Have you attend psychiatric evaluations.

- This is my cover? - It is.

What's my assignment?

Right here, inside the FBI.

We'll be in touch.

- (horns honking) - (indistinct chatter)

Missed you.

(laughs) You, too.

Why are you standing outside?

I don't know. (laughs)

(laughing): You're ridiculous.

POET: So, I arrived,

um, after, you know, 11 months undercover.

It doesn't feel real.

You know, there's nothing in the cabinets.

There's no one there waiting for me.

They're like tours of duty.

I don't know how many more I can take.

The Bureau talked to me.

- About what? - About you.

They asked whether you could work with me,

to transfer over.

You didn't know?

Mm-mm. No.

I think it's a great idea.

Not as a favor.

We'd be lucky to have you.

It's the world's most powerful criminal database.

I'd love to know what you make of it.

And this is an exciting time.

I...

I'd love you to be part of it.

Why didn't you tell me?

I wanted the surprise to be real.

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

This is one of those times?

Hour's work could fundamentally change

the way the Bureau operates.

Tell me this isn't because her parents are from Iran.

No, come on, Poet. It had nothing to do with that.

If you have concerns, talk to her.

This is bigger than friendships, okay?

We need someone on the inside of her operation.

It's not gonna be me.

Then we'll find someone else.

- Wouldn't you rather it be you? - (laughs)

Sometimes I forget why we broke up,

but you always fucking remind me.

(knocking at door)

- (door opens) - POET: Hey.

Am I... am I disturbing your work?

Not at all.

LENNIX: I had an idea I wanted to run past you.

- POET: Sure. Go for it. - You know Evans's wife

is staying at the motel in Triangle?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, you mentioned it.

He's going back and forth from the base to the motel.

He's not hanging out with us as much as he'd like,

so, I thought maybe we could

all have a meal together this weekend?

POET: Yeah, in-in Triangle?

There's a Mexican restaurant,

quesos, two and half stars on Yelp.

(gasps) Wow.

I think it's a good idea, too.

Great. I'll, uh... I'll make the reservation.

Can you talk to Tayo?

Yeah. I don't know if he'll come, but I'll try.

- Okay. See ya. - All right.

(door closes)

Nothing is gonna happen.

It's already happening.

(upbeat song playing in Spanish)

POET: So was your family disappointed

you didn't become a lawyer?

No. No, they, uh...

- WAITRESS: Here you go. - Thanks.

My, uh, parents figured with a little bit of...

public service under my belt,

they could line me up to run for senator.

Wow. Is that really how it works?

Yeah. Right now, my parents are doing the math

on how many extra votes I'll get

if I take a bullet in the line of fire.

(laughing): Oh, my gosh.

Yeah. How about you?

Um, I... I never met my dad.

Though I'm told he was a really nice guy,

right until the day that he left.

Did you ever try to find him?

No. No, he's not a mystery that I'm...

that I'm interested in solving.

- Oh. - Mm-mm.

No, my mom raised me on her own.

You know, she was kind of my mom, my dad, my best friend.

Hmm.

Well, she must be very proud of you.

Yeah, she was. She passed.

I'm sorry.

I was 18. I was...

I was out of the house, I was in college.

Um... she had a nervous breakdown.

It was...

It was almost like she was...

carrying me on her back.

And when she, you know, got me over the finish line,

- she collapsed. - Hmm.

She was in and out of hospitals until the end,

and... I think it's why I became a nurse.

Like, to pay back the debt that I owed her.

But?

I just never felt close to her,

you know, in those hospitals.

And when that agent just showed up out of nowhere

and asked me if I wanted to join the FBI,

I, uh...

Like, I don't know. It felt like she was talking to me.

Like, um...

she was telling me she didn't want me in the hospital.

Oh, my God. I sound so mystical, don't I?

No.

Poet and Lennix are going to be married within five years.

- Poet and Lennix? - Mm-hmm.

Okay, I'll take that bet.

- Oh, yeah. - Okay, you are crazy.

- Oh, yeah, I'll take it. - It's inevitable.

Yeah, but Poet is too busy looking after everybody else

to be looking after herself, so...

(inhales)

Yeah. You may be right.

I am. I am definitely right about that.

(chuckles)

What about you?

- Hmm. - You got your eye on anybody?

- No. - No one?

No one.

What about you?

Oh, no, no, no, no. I'm-I'm... I'm never getting married.

- What are you talking about? - It's never gonna happen,

and I-I've made peace with it a long time ago.

- It's just not... - Okay.

The people who say they're never gonna get married

are always the first to be swept off their feet.

Oh, my God. It's... That's not me.

- I'm not... - I guarantee it.

- (Tayo mutters) - EVANS: Um, hey, everybody,

um, thanks for coming tonight.

Lennix for putting this all together.

- (whoops) - Um,

I'm not really one for, uh, speeches, obviously.

Um, so a toast to Class of '09.

ALL: Class of '09.

- Cheers. - (overlapping whooping, chatter)

(glasses clinking, overlapping chatter)

Cheers.

Why do you have your car here?

Uh, because I drove to Quantico.

Oh.

From California.

Yeah, the whole way.

You, uh, didn't want to be seen arriving

- on an airport minibus? (laughs) - (laughs)

No.

Not enough romance to it, huh?

There's no romance to it.

- Hey, I got the chariot, okay? - Thank you.

- You're welcome. Yeah. - Do you want to sit...? - You know, uh,

actually, I'm gonna... I'm gonna ride with them.

- What are you doing? - It's a tight space...

Hey, there is... there is no space

- in that car for you, okay? - No. Come.

Go. (laughs)

TAYO: Mm-hmm.

I know it sounds confusing ♪

But it makes a lot of sense ♪

♪ Row a boat across the ocean... ♪

(brakes squeak)

Touch me ♪

♪ I'm going to scream if you don't ♪

♪ Inside I know we have the feeling that you want ♪

(Poet inhales)

(Poet panting)

The Senate Judiciary Committee will come to order.

Director Michaels,

you're nearing the end of your ten years

as director of the FBI.

The question for this hearing

is whether it's right to extend your term.

I've overseen one of the most radical changes

to the way that the Bureau operates.

I've integrated groundbreaking technology

into our investigative process.

Artificial intelligence that misses nothing

and judges everyone as equals.

And as a consequence,

we have all enjoyed one of the steepest periods

of criminal decline that this country has ever seen.

We can now say that not only are we one

of the greatest nations on Earth,

we are also one of the safest.

SPENSER: Director, if the system is so great,

why do you need five more years?

TAYO: Progress...

is like a child, isn't it?

You must protect it.

You must... keep your arms around it.

And that's why I'm here.

Good to see you, Poet.

It's good to see you, too.

What brings you here?

I was sent to arrest Amos Garcia

without any idea why.

Wasn't working on his case.

And then I found out that you had requested it?

That's true. I sent you there. You and Murphy.

Why?

Amos... is unwell.

Mentally, physically.

He has become a very dangerous man.

He has ideas on you, and he has ideas on me.

Where is he now?

That's the thing. We don't know.

Am I being followed?

You're being protected, Poet.

(door squeaks open)

(chiming, lights whirring on)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(whirring)

(chimes, electricity whirring down)

Computer, restore lights.

Computer?

(chimes, lights whirring on)

Take off your mask slowly.

It stops cameras from tracking me.

Amos, what are you doing in my home?

AMOS: You were in my home.

I know where your career began. I know where it ended up.

- Where is that? - As the puppet of a justice system

you no longer understand.

(sighs) I'm going to cuff you now.

I'm not going to hurt you.

The dream was to help agents arrest people

for crimes they'd committed,

not to arrest them for their thoughts.

- (alarm sounding) - COMPUTER: Law enforcement

has surrounded this apartment.

An arrest is imminent.

Please lay facedown on the floor,

and no harm will come to you.

They're watching you.

Law enforcement has surrounded...

- It's the Bureau. - Good luck.

Amos, put the gun down!

- FBI! - Get on the ground!

Get on the ground! Gun! Gun!

FEMALE AGENT: Cover!

(panting)

He was in here for five minutes.

He must have said something.

What did he say?

Nothing I can make sense of.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪