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Previously

on "Deadly Class"...

Your recommendation?

It would be best

to replace him.

That's not how we do things,

is it?

- I'm calling that school. - First thing tomorrow.

What school?

What can we do?

Take a road trip

to kill my dad.

Shit, I wonder

how Chico gonna react

- when he finds out. - You snuck away.

Chico!

Bubble, bubble,

toil and trouble.

When did you decide

to kill Chico?

We know you did it, Maria.

We just don't know why.

A crime

of passion, perhaps?

Love is

the most corrosive emotion.

Leads us

to our worst extremes.

You're wrong.

My love for Chico

was the only thing

that kept me going.

His love for me...

saved me.

And now...

as he disappears and my life

crashes down around me,

you have the gall

to implicate me?

Do you know what that tells me?

You know nothing about love.

Do you know the story

of Shi Gulan?

Her father was killed

in front of her

by a cruel warlord,

his head stuck on a pike.

Gulan was a girl

with no means to exact revenge,

so she waited.

Ten long years later,

a grown woman,

she tracked her father's

killer to a monastery

and publicly shot him

three times in the head.

She didn't run.

Her crimes were considered

an act of filial piety,

and in the end...

They pardoned her.

By telling the truth,

she saved her own life.

Depression's

a big fucked-up monster.

Everyone gets a turn.

It's a hard fight that fucks

you top to bottom,

drains you hollow, and when

you're finally rid of it,

- there's something. - About having overcome it.

That robs you of compassion.

Secretly, - in the darkest pit.

Of your self-centered

subconscious,

you're just happy

it's not you anymore.

The black dog moved on.

It's been a month since Vegas,

and Maria's been down in it

ever since.

We dodged a bullet.

No one reported Chico's body.

Madam Gao's

school-wide interrogations

haven't found it either,

but the rumor mill

is churning.

- Maria lives. - In constant terror.

That his father

will find out what she did.

We can't let anyone

know we're dating.

Maria's mood swings aren't

helping keep it a secret.

How do I hold it against her?

She killed her boyfriend

to save me.

On top of that,

Chico's dad put her in charge

of finding out what happened.

I'm worried the pressure is

more than she can deal with.

But how you do you help

someone buried under so much?

How do you help them without

being pulled in yourself?

Hola, guapo.

You shouldn't be here.

No one's coming,

I checked.

Yeah, um,

I don't think getting hacked up

by machetes is very exciting.

I just wanted

to give you your gift.

Our anniversary...

It's been a month.

Shit, was Iwas I supposed

to get you something?

No, you're not supposed

to do anything.

- Because youyou... - You could've told me.

It doesn't count if I ask.

So I was supposed to...

Relax, it's not a test.

Why do I feel like

that's exactly what is it?

Hey...

I'm new at this.

I'lll'lll'll get you

something for the next one.

Two month...

Sisix.

Seven? A week.

You really don't have a clue,

Arguello.

No, no, but I am willing

to be taught.

You can't hide it

from me forever.

Cover those filthy giblets.

Sorry, I-I was...

- What happened to the whole. - Keeping this thing a secret.

So we don't all get killed?

We're trying.

Well, try harder!

All our asses are riding

on his boner.

No!

You know what I meant.

Go, before someone sees you.

And you...

hurry up and get dressed.

We've got an appointment.

You two still haven't done it?

We decided to wait.

Why risk all this

just to die a virgin?

- Hey, do you think. - I should get Maria.

- A one-month. - Anniversary gift?

She said I don't have to,

but I...

Now I see why

your hymen's intact.

Girls are like.

Schrodinger's cat.

- They both do. - And do not want you to do.

The exact thing they asked.

It's like religion.

- God asks you to do. - A bunch of arbitrary shit,

Like not eat shrimp

or let linen touch wool.

If He asked you to do things

that you'd do anyway,

where's the faith?

Is there some advice

hidden in all this?

With girls and Jesus,

you just say whatever they want

in the off chance

it gets you into Heaven.

That Gao lady could use

a dick in her body.

You hold it together?

- She just walked around. - In circles.

Never said a word.

She asked me a couple

questions about my dad.

I told her I was a union man,

don't talk to Internal Affairs.

- How you holding up. - With that?

I'm good.

Really.

My family's safe now.

I'm free.

- It's like living your. - Whole life covered in shit,

And then one day...

someone washes it off you.

Don't worry about me.

Worry about that powder keg

you're dating.

You are soft-boiled noodles

ready for my belly.

Which one of you

is prepared to face me?

If you want soft-boiled,

Shabnam is your man.

If Chico's absence

from King's has one downside,

he's left a Viktor-sized

asshole void.

An opportunity, perhaps,

for one drug-addled dirt bag

to prove himself?

No. No way.

Scold me, Miss De Luca.

Beat me. Tell me I've been bad.

Is two giant pussies.

- They must have. - Menstrual cycles lined up.

- I'd like to see you show. - Miss De Luca.

A thing or two, Vik.

Shabnam has a dream...

Viktor.

Will you help him realize it?

I see you wondering

about this,

but I'm afraid this declaration

of affection isn't for you.

No.

Where will I spit my gum?

I just got my period.

- Hey, so does this mean. - You're over Petra?

Nah, but since she doesn't

like emotion,

I figure the best way

to get her to like me

- is to pretend. - I don't like her.

Sound logic.

Yeah.

Come, soft noodle,

show me who you are.

The lessonwhen faced

with impossible odds,

it is better

to lose face and decline

than to attempt

that which is beyond you.

Princess was so eager

to impress.

- Catch up with you. - In a bit, Petra.

- I have something more important. - I got to do.

This is for you.

Billy, what is this?

Life's short.

You got to go after what

you want while there's time.

- And what exactly do. - You expect to happen here?

Well, to start,

I guess you could tie me up

and call me rude names?

He didn't bow to you.

Archaic Guild formalities.

Students chatter freely,

pierce their faces,

dye their hair.

Do you not teach them

that our kind should be felt

but always forgotten?

A disciplined assassin

is better for not having

every ounce of creativity

beaten out of them.

- There's nothing askew. - In my halls.

"You are a hairless scrotum."

Okay. Okay. This isn't

as sexy as I imagined.

This...

Safe word!

Is what we need more of.

Miss De Lu-key!

I'd make you a eunuch

if it weren't redundant.

Safe word!

Take a hike, Spike!

What's the matter,

Meatball?

- That Jeff Spicoli-looking. - Motherfucker.

Spurn your advances?

What you doing

with that camera, weirdo?

You filming a movie?

And you've just been cast.

My God.

Now, that's a face that needs

to be in the movies.

- What are you doing. - Serving pizzas?

- You deserve to be. - On the big screen.

- Hey, man, - what are you doing?

God damn it.

Cut me some slack.

Dagnabbit.

Hey, there, lady!

- Would you like to be. - In a movie?

[bicycle bell dings,

I thought

you were watching him.

You're off your mark,

dickhead.

Stay in frame.

And, yes, Mr. Donahue,

the exclusive is yours...

if you'll have me.

Come on, let's take a look.

Jesus goddamn fuck!

Just so you know...

I don't believe

what they're saying.

I know how much you loved him.

Everyone could see it.

I'll tell you, the...

The time when I really saw it

was during that pop quiz...

'cause I lay there,

- and I watched you give. - The antidote.

To everyone except Chico.

There you were,

sitting over him...

as he was choking and dying,

and you waited an eternity

to gave him that leaf,

and I know you did that

because you just...

Loved him so much.

I mean,

what else could it be?

What?

- You thought I was just. - Some dumb hillbilly.

- And couldn't put. - Two and two together?

My daddy thought it would

be one of my brothers

who took over killin'

for the Dixie Mob.

- And he didn't think. - Shit about me.

Until they both

got blown the hell up.

Did I let his estimation

define me?

No.

I stood up,

took their place,

and now here I am,

poised to win the big prize.

Stereotypes run both ways,

sweetheart.

Brandy!

Stop it, Brandy!

Congratulations.

You survived an attacking gang

of generic ninja dudes.

Ninjas get everywhere.

Sometimes they swarm.

Sometimes they attack...

conveniently one at a time.

Okay, marky-marks...

Maria, you get a C.

It was very pretty,

but give me more, more,

more with that slicey-slice.

Saya, you took out

three ninjasanother A.

Snore.

Brandy...

you fail.

What? But I should get

the best grade!

I-I won!

I-I took down the most of them!

- T-they didn't even. - A handle on me!

That's true, but we're

training assassins here,

not pieces of shit.

Now, I realize you come

from garbage people,

you come out of the woods,

you see a Mexican

and an Asian,

you get distracted,

you attack them.

But in my class,

you act like a piece of shit...

and you will fail.

Ideology is comfort food

for the weak.

In our work,

you complete your mission

by any means, or you die.

Brandy is the clear victor.

Thank you.

- Finally, someone who sees. - Through the prejudice.

And favoritism at this school.

- Look, I'm not saying. - There's something going on.

Between that one and Lin,

but where there's smoke,

there's daddy-issue sex.

- Sweetheart, - I've been teaching this class.

For 20 years, - and I...

- Will change Brandy's grade. - To an A.

Saya should've seen

the attack coming.

Fail her.

- What? No, that's bullshit. - I earned that grade.

Don't worry about it.

Twice in one day,

you were caught off guard.

Let the pain be a reminder

you're nothing special.

It's got to be FWO, right?

No way. 100% Maria crazy.

You can see the crazy

in her eyes.

M-Maria!

Chico's coming back.

I just know it.

Who gives a shit

what those assholes think?

I just worry

about it spreading.

- That Gao lady's. - Some kind of bitch.

She doesn't scare me.

It was a cheap shot.

You didn't say anything

to her, did you?

Is that what you think?

No.

No, I know you wouldn't,

but I have to ask, right?

There's a lot on the line.

So everyone keeps

reminding me.

Well, it's not so bad.

I have Marcus.

- Now that I'm. - In a normal relationship,

I finally realize I don't need

those pills anymore.

Wait, what?

I feel great.

Yeah, but, Maria,

you have to take your medicine.

Are you a doctor now?

No! Viktor, stop!

It was a joke!

Miss De Luca failed me.

Could cost Viktor

valedictorian.

So now we will make

pig boy squeal.

Smooth or pointy end?

I, um...

What the hell are you doing?

Teaching fat mouth

to keep itself shut.

It's just

some fun hazing?

You got, um, half a boner.

Is not boner.

Is not boner.

Is naturally this size.

It's textbook.

It's always the jocks,

always the showers.

How many naked boys

does he beat up?

We did want

to beat with fists.

Viktor does always

pick shower.

Is tidier!

- Hey, look, - if you're attracted to Shabnam,

- There's nothing wrong. - With that.

Um...

youyou just got to express

that love in a healthier way.

It will be worse

for you now, shit stain.

Believe me,

it will be much worse.

Hey, you okay?

I thought he was gonna...

- I was gonna take care. - Of it myself.

Talk my way out.

Nownow he's gonna

fuck with me all year.

- I thought... - No!

But you just made everything

worse, Marcus. Everything!

The comic shop is

a nice refuge from it all.

- I work afternoons. - And evenings.

Willie got me the job.

The job puts money

in my pocket,

- and as long as our grades are. - High enough, Lin allows it.

But it's all a diversion,

a house of cards

waiting to topple

and not even that

can help Willie anymore.

Dude.

You're not acting

like you, okay?

All you do it mope around

and torture yourself.

I don't sleep anymore, man.

The whole thing's

just eating me alive.

- Yeah, well, - you should talk to someone.

You know, the school

has a counselor.

- Yeah, let me just lie down. - On the couch.

And open up to her

about Chico's murder.

- Well, you can't. - Keep going on about this.

I can't be myself at school,

can't be myself at home.

There's no way out.

You busy?

What?

Whoa.

Okay, um...

look, I'm new to this stuff,

so I was just wondering

where I should start.

I was thinking old school,

maybe Superman?

Superman's a punk.

- Is he? - Yep.

Always lets Lex Luthor go.

He ends up going off and

doing something even more evil,

puts all of his friends

in danger.

But if Supes would just snap

his neck, it'd be done, right?

- But Superman. - Would never do that.

- That's why everybody thinks. - He's a fucking punk.

Dude, why'd you do that?

Do what?

Well, act like most dudes

in comic book stores.

And you love Superman!

- You say you had no life. - Of your own.

- Some girl comes. - And starts hitting on you,

And you bite her head off?

Hey, wait,

that wasn'tthat...

You think she...

Shit.

Hey...

I'm sorry.

I was being a dick.

Yeah, you were.

So you really come in here

'cause you like Superman,

- or you come over here. - 'cause you think I'm cute?

- I came in to buy. - The new "Watchmen."

- Bullshit. - Swear to God.

I just played it ignorant

to get you talking.

- So you think. - I need the assist?

- Just helping out. - The shy brothers.

Right.

You got an Alan Moore section

you can show me?

Marcus, you're my witness.

I'm gonna marry this girl.

- Yo, what'd you say. - Your name was?

- Gabrielle. - Willie.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, too.

Right this way.

My brother.

[Depeche Mode's "Somebody"

That's a good one, Johan!

You talking to me again?

No. I'm talking

to my real friend, Johan.

He's in Sweden,

- and he just sent me a photo. - Of a naked lady.

In eight hours,

it will be downloaded.

Inspiring use of technology

you got there.

But I am your friend, Shabnam.

I was just trying to help.

If we're such good friends,

why don't you tell me

who the girl is?

This? This is for Billy.

Nobody records.

Depeche Mode's "Somebody"

unless it's for a girl...

A hot, sad girl.

We'll talk about it later.

Yeah, well, I sure hope

Billy likes his drawing

of a unicorn

making out

with a rainbow Pegasus!

I don't have

a lot of money...

or any money...

but I wanted...

Carefully picked every song.

That is so sweet.

So then why doesn't Voltron

just form the sword

from the very beginning?

The American gaijin

never bothered

- to translate the scripts. - From the original Japanese.

- What, so they forgot. - To translate.

"It takes 20 minutes for

this dumb sword to warm up"?

- Did you hear about. - My super-sexy interlude.

With Miss De Luca?

- She had you hogtied. - And weeping.

- With a riding crop. - Up your ass.

- You say that. - Like it's a bad thing.

Honestly, Petra, I never

expected you to be so prudish.

- You have no idea. - The kind of sexual scenarios.

This brain has imagined.

Yeah?

I mean, I don't care.

Here you are!

Yeah, here I am.

Dance with me!

Whoo!

Whoo! Whoo!

Sorry.

Baby!

Is that just alcohol?

I want to go dancing.

- Don't be. - Such a little bitch.

- Yeah, little bitch. - Or big bitch,

I only have two gears.

Fine.

You don't want to dance.

Maybe there's something else

you'd rather do.

You like that?

¿Qué pasa, Saya?

I want to stay with Marcus.

- He wants to dance with me. - No, he doesn't.

I will call him.

No.

Ha ha.

Crazy Maria, right?

I won't tell.

I promise.

Ay!

Saya!

What the hell was that?

You're no fun anymore.

Maria, you're not acting

like yourself, okay?

- Something's wrong. - You need help.

God.

- I'm so tired. - Of people telling me.

There's something wrong

with mel'm fine!

- You're putting yourself. - In danger.

- You're putting all of us... - Don't worry.

- I won't embarrass you. - Or harm your precious grades.

That's not what I'm saying.

Maybe it's not that.

Maybe you're jealous.

¿Papá?

No, no!

Por favor!

Papá!

No, no. No! Papá!

No!

Papá!

Papá te quiere!

No, Papá!

Maria!

Papá!

Maria!

Papá! Papá!

Heard something

you should know.

Know that Dixie Mob kid,

Peter, I deal to?

He said he saw Yukio open

the door

for those masked motherfuckers

who tried to kill Chico.

Peter's a drug addict.

It makes a lot of sense.

Kuroki wanted Chico

out of business.

Yukio? He's got to go.

- We don't know anything. - For sure.

Maria, we can't let this...

Diablo put me in charge.

If you don't like it,

I'm happy to call him for you.

You have to figure out

how to handle Maria.

- You need to get her. - Under control.

- Me? - Yeah.

She's the one acting crazy.

Right, and she's gonna get us

all killed, so figure it out.

She's your responsibility.

- Responsibility? - Whatwhat...

You act like we're married.

I-I don't know what the hell

is wrong with her.

One minute she'sshe's sad,

and the next she's crazy.

Maria's bipolar.

S-she's what?

Yeah,

and it's totally treatable,

- but the problem is. - She's not treating it,

Which is why you need

to do something.

Son of a bitch.

What can I do?

- How long has she been. - Off her pills?

Why didn't she tell me?

Jesus.

How do I get myself

into this shit?

Of course.

You make this about you.

It is about me.

It's about us.

And of course

I'm worried about her.

But that's not the reason

why you're mad at me...

is it?

Fuck!

- There he is. - Come on.

What the fuck?

What in the fuck?

You tried to kill me!

No, I knew she wouldn't

let that arrow hit you,

- same as I knew. - She would try to steal you.

My...

Steal me?

She was trying to help you.

I would be dead!

What the hell

is wrong with you?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm being punished.

I'm so scared all the time.

- And there's. - Something wrong with me,

But I'll take care of it,

I swear.

Please.

I'm so scared all the time,

and I don't want to be scared.

Please forgive me, please.

Please.

Gouging was invented

in the 18th-century South.

It's known for its emphasis

on maximum disfigurement.

I dig it 'cause

it's a way for poor people

to protect their honor.

Now...

Miss, Neocon '87 here...

- She likes anything. - That turns the clock.

Back to the good old days

of indentured servants

and dysentery.

- While Master Zane. - Would prefer.

A land of liberal lawlessness,

where prostitutes sell

schoolchildren crack cocaine.

Today we will be practicing

basic nose biting,

testicle ripping,

and eye poking.

Master Zane.

You still haven't changed.

Brandy's grade.

Wasn't I clear, lady?

I ain't gonna do the thing

you asked me to d...

Sweet pickles, you got

three seconds to put that hand

somewhere that ain't me.

I was...

What grade do you feel

you've earned?

Make sure Master Zane

can't forget it.

Give me an A!

Genghis Khan wanted to unite

the world by conquering it.

But when his sons

were born,

they only cared

about silk and horses.

Their empire

was doomed by decadence.

If you weren't my brother,

you would no longer

have your school.

The same sibling rivalry.

- We were hardly raised. - Together.

You were eight

when you left, Gao.

Who we are by eight

is who we are.

I know you,

and I hear your resentment,

but...

I'm not the one

that sent you to China.

Father must have known

I would pass the great exam.

Is that the rationale?

- I went through. - The same trial here.

At age 18.

When my wife

and daughter died...

I was alone.

I needed family.

Even though we didn't speak,

I always kept

a watchful eye over you.

I followed your ascent

at the Guild with pride.

The Green Temple

did not permit correspondence.

We don't have to let

the damage define us.

With the help of his family,

- Genghis conquered. - Half the world.

We are stronger together.

Zane shouldn't have let

his personal feelings

color his teachings.

But leave Saya be.

She shows great promise.

You do have your favorites,

don't you?

Yo, Marcus.

Phone call for you.

But I don't know anyone.

Make it quick. I'm waiting

on a call from Gabrielle.

Hello?

What's up, pink cheeks?

I figured you had thought

our meet and greet in Vegas

- was part. - Of your hippie drug rip.

I've been planning up some

sexy-good business on my end.

I told you I was gonna

fuck with you.

Howhow did

you get this number?

I got an inside scoop.

A real gossip hound.

Good girl.

Anywaywhoo!

My Chatty Cathy told me

all about that school,

all about how you got inducted

- for what you did. - At the boys' home.

What's it feel like living

another man's reputation?

While I do the hard work

in the streets, earning my rep,

you're living my good life...

having drug parties...

humping sexy Mexican ladies.

Yeah, that one's

got you by the jewels?

Secret girlfriend named Maria

ain't so secret after all.

And I heard old Maria's

big-time cartel boyfriend's

gone missing.

That got me thinking.

That must've been the dude's

body I found in Vegas...

The fella your lady killed?

What do you want, Chester?

I want the name you stole

from me, dickhead!

The cops, the newspapers...

They give you all the love!

But you want to know how I know

you're gonna help me?

Hey, Marcus, It's me! Chico!

Remember? From the cartel?

If you don't find me

in three days,

this psycho's

gonna send me home

with a note about who did it.

Adiós!

Hear me?

Three days, Arguello.

Happy hunting.

Daddy!

How's my sweet girl?

How was work?

Murder.