The Handmaid's Tale

Previously on The Handmaid's Tale...

I don't care what they do to me.

They're not going to let you die.

They will keep hurting you, again and again,

until you do what they say! That is their job!

Twenty-two of these women worked with the Resistance.

And you can save them.

A prisoner exchange? You can't.

Did you see her?

Yeah.

And what she needed to do was done?

Yes.

It's his wedding ring.

They also sent a finger. A severed finger.

You don't know what she is.

I'm taking my husband home to bury him.

The Waterford name has power, and that will be respected.

I killed him.

These events did not occur in Canada.

It is not a concern of the Crown.

There can't just be no punishment.

That is between

you and your deity of choice, Ms. Osborn.

It's okay.

But the Crown has no quarrel with you.

You're free to go.

I thought I'd be in jail.

But you're not.

No.

I'm not.

Okay.

We're ready for you, Mrs. Waterford.

Your accommodations have been arranged and vetted.

Our security detail will be with you at all times.

And of course I'll be by your side every step of the way.

Just like you protected Fred.

A lot went into arranging this.

When God calls us, all we can do is heed him.

Blessed day, Commanders.

Welcome home.

We thought we'd roll out the red carpet.

Thank you for allowing me to bring Fred home,

where he belongs.

We'd never leave a brother out in the cold.

My condolences for your loss, Mrs. Waterford.

Your friends the Putnams

have offered their home for Fred's wake.

How nice of them.

Fred always saw so much promise in you.

Like a father.

If he could see you now, all settled,

on a more fruitful path.

June really did bring so much suffering to all of us.

Well, the Lord has blessed me.

And you.

Oh, look at us all,

getting along like friendly diplomats,

trying to bury the hatchet.

We'll see, hmm?

We, uh...

thought we would escort you to your hotel.

We thought you might want to freshen up.

I'd like to see the church that you've selected

for Fred's service if it's not too much trouble.

I think we can accommodate that.

Not a popular church, I take it.

Out of respect for you,

we thought we'd make Fred's funeral

as quick and simple as possible.

He will be laid to rest at Granary Burial

with other revolutionaries.

Nice touch.

We figured you'd want to get back to Canada,

move on with your life.

Take in a Leafs game.

I hear this might finally be their year.

I'm not much of a hockey fan.

You'd love it. It's elegant yet brutal.

Hardly the farewell

befitting one of the Founding Fathers of Gilead.

It's tasteful.

It looked like a pack of wolves tore into Fred.

Not really the work of The Eyes.

It made me wonder what really happened to Fred.

I can't even imagine.

We can't control what the Americans do

along the border, Mrs. Waterford.

There's only one person who could express that kind of rage.

And there's no way

that she could've gotten to Fred on her own.

Could you imagine

what the other Commanders would do

if they knew that

you had helped a Handmaid kill her Commander?

Bold accusation.

I encourage you to give Fred a proper funeral.

One that he deserves.

I'm just one Commander.

Nick's on the rise,

but he's still a puppy. There's only so much we can do.

You'll figure it out.

You're nothing if not resourceful.

Even through the tragedy

of Commander Waterford's death,

our good Lord has found a way to grace us with opportunity.

This is your moment to shine

in the sunlight of the Spirit, girls!

A chance to impress prospective Commanders.

To do His good works and to make yourselves truly worthy.

Oh, blessed be this day!

I wish you were coming with me.

Well, be good and you'll be safe.

Blessed be the stupid fruit.

You're gonna get us in trouble.

Don't you look lovely, dear.

Blessed day, Aunt Lydia.

May the Lord make me worthy.

Be obedient and He will.

Go along.

Nice work, dear.

Thank you.

Since you have been such a help to Esther,

I will allow you to accompany her as her minder.

Thank you, Aunt Lydia!

Now, the Putnams have expressed interest

in a new Handmaid.

Esther is young and fertile.

And, perhaps, under your tutelage,

she might impress them.

She's come a long way.

I hope she's ready.

You both have come so far.

It is my hope this time that we can all shine together.

Get yourself dressed.

Oh, Aunt Lydia,

do you think if the Putnams choose Esther,

that maybe I can visit her?

Honey, don't get ahead of yourself.

- Okay. Yeah. - Go get ready now.

All right.

Blessed day, Mrs. Waterford.

Blessed day.

Serena.

Safe and sound. Praise be.

Praise be.

If only we were meeting on a less sorrowful occasion.

Fred was like a brother to me.

Yes.

The Lord always meets us in our time of need.

Mmm.

Indeed.

Come. We're so happy you're here.

Mr. Tuello.

Commander Putnam.

Congratulations on your promotion.

I look forward to future negotiations.

Thank you. This is as far as you go, Mr. Tuello.

I'm sure you understand.

According to our agreement, I'm to accompany Mrs. Waterford.

Relax, Mark.

Serena is among friends.

Ah, you're so far along.

Yes. Just a few more months.

You're so-- Missed so much already.

I wish you could stay in Gilead,

and we could make up for lost time.

If He wills it.

May the Lord guide all of our paths.

- Amen. - Amen.

Excuse me.

I have some last-minute funeral details to attend to.

Of course.

Well?

The Council believes that their current plan

for the funeral is more than adequate.

You didn't ask, did you?

We both know how it works here.

A woman's word never trumps a man.

There seems to be a lingering feeling that,

for all Fred's admirable qualities,

he was somewhat of a traitor.

Blessed day, Mrs. Waterford.

Where's June?

She's gardening in the winter.

I, uh, did see this flyer for real estate classes?

Mmm!

Yes! A hundred... No, I totally, I can see that on you.

A hundred percent.

- Real estate mogul! - Stop.

- Hey, sorry. - Hey, June.

Hey.

I got caught up on the gardening thing.

It's okay. It's nice to see you.

All right, who's ready to party hard?

I call Twister.

Tw... Stop playin'.

Ooh, Monopoly!

- You cannot do that! - 'Kay.

No, we're not playing Monopoly.

Why?