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However, you must now pass
the obstacle course
to be admitted into the training program.
And remember, survive this,
and you're on the front lines
of keeping New Jersey safe.
Yeah.
Sorry about the test, Dad.
We all have our crosses to bear, sweetheart.
Mine is named hypoglycemia.
Well, that's why you always have to have
sugar nearby.
Are you gonna have pie?
Not tonight, Ma.
Let's go!
Move it!
50 more yards!
All right, let's go! Pick it up!
- Let's go!
- Yes, sir!
You're running out of time, Bryant!
Make it all the way around the track!
Come on!
You want to be troopers?
You better move it!
All right, next, get up here!
Let's hit it now.
Dean, come on!
All right.
You've all completed the written exam.