The Handmaid's Tale

Previously on The Handmaid's Tale...

Oh, no, no, no. Lawrence said she was at The Red Center.

Well, she isn't anymore.

First, we kill the Commanders at Jezebel's. We're gonna do a dry run.

We know exactly when the penthouse will be empty.

I'll go.

It's not just golf and cocktail parties anymore.

The High Commanders derive their sense of power from their virility.

She was yours once, wasn't she? I'll let you have her this time.

What did you think was gonna happen to me?

With your history? Either a slow death in The Colonies or a quick one on the wall.

I knew you had something to live for.

What did you say to Ellen?

Janine, she's at Jezebel's and I need to go see her.

I'm going to Jezebel's. So you can either come with me or you can not go at all.

You want to go in. You want to fight.

But I built this plan from the ground up.

I'm gonna deliver my bombs to the locations I picked.

This is my chance to fight for Hannah.

I was told you'd be rewarded for your service.

They lied to you.

I will get you out of this terrible place.

I saw you a few years ago at one of the balls in D.C.

You were dancing and had this glow.

I'd never seen such beauty and grace.

I prayed for God's forgiveness that night

for coveting another man's wife.

- Mrs. Waterford. - Aunt Lydia?

- Blessed evening. - Commander Blaine.

We'll call this into dispatch.

We have to report any incident of rebel activity, sir.

What are you gonna do about those Guardians?

I'll take care of it.

I get it. If you have to go in, then go in with me.

If you wanna fight, then let's fight together.

Busy day?

Yeah. 26 families reunited, more coming this week.

So far, so good.

Those people expect to be safe here, son, as they were promised.

Their security is my top priority.

And what about the incident in No Man's Land, so close to the border?

Two Guardians shot, left for dead.

I'm way ahead of you. I've already opened an investigation.

That was an alarming breach of security, son.

On your watch.

You need to hold these terrorist rebels accountable.

Here's the problem.

No eyewitnesses. One victim dead, the other's in a coma.

He's not expected to recover. So--

Actually, that young man has shown remarkable signs of improvement.

Call it divine providence.

- That's great news. - It's excellent news.

He's slowly regaining consciousness. Poor soul was shot point-blank.

He could identify who committed this brazen act.

I'll pray for his full recovery.

Praise be.

And what did you imagine would become

of your Handmaids after their service?

I didn't imagine.

I was promised they would become respected members of society.

And you believed it.

You believed many things about Gilead before your recent travels.

What did you think happened to the Handmaids?

Did you even give it a thought?

- No. - Why not?

I was unhappy. I...

I was trying to survive the world. I wanted a child.

My girls in your house suffered greatly.

And in yours as well.

This is foolish.

Yes, well, one could say that any attempt to improve Gilead is foolish.

But I managed to open a fertility center in Canada,

and it continues to thrive.

And that is relevant, how?

We could open a new fertility center here in New Bethlehem.

Could we stay focused on the Handmaids, please?

Yes, Aunt Lydia.

The Handmaids' brand is fertility.

That is offensive.

Let me put it in plain and simple words.

The Handmaids could retire to New Bethlehem,

and they could become attendants at the new fertility center.

That isn't a brand. That is a divine calling.

Pardon me, ma'am. This just arrived for you.

Oh.

Oh, uh, that's fine. Thank you.

You must want to know who sent such a lovely arrangement.

Commander Wharton would like to see me

before he escorts Rose to D.C. this evening.

Another dance, dare I say, before his trip?

Well, let's not get too many ideas, Aunt Lydia.

Commander Wharton is exactly the kind of political support we need.

He is also a single man with a good fortune in want of a wife.

You do realize that Austen quote is the ultimate example of irony.

You know what's not ironic?

A healthy womb.

Which we both know must never go to waste.

Masks. Eyes on the penthouse.

Advise your friend. Rendezvous in two hours. Godspeed.

You okay?

Hm. Yeah, I'm fine.

Janine? Janine?

Sweetheart, her kid drew it.

Now she thinks Charlotte's the next Rembrandt or something.

Where is she now?

Penthouse, probably.

- Pregaming. - Heard the Commanders are coming?

Yeah.

And that asshole, Commander Bell, can't keep his hands off her.

Poor thing. He's obsessed.

The Commanders weren't supposed to be here today.

We have to go up there.

Listen to me. We'll get in, we'll get out of there.

You two. What are you gabbing about?

Nothing, ma'am.

Get to work. This place is a sty.

Ma'am, we were going to go up to the penthouse

and make sure it's ready for the Commanders.

Get moving. Make it sparkle.

Yes, ma'am.

Come back later. Commanders are expected.

Yes, sir. Um...

We were sent to check if it's ready for them.

Be quick about it.

Yes, sir.

- Under His eye. - Under His eye.

I'm so tired, I need to wake up.

Come on.

Come on.

I need some more over here.

- Are you Marthas now? - Mayday.

Are you getting us out?

Yeah, we got a plan for next week.

There's just one Guardian in here and one at the door?

- Yeah. - Gentlemen.

- Shit. - When do they change shifts?

Don't pick too early. It's embarrassing.

Hello. Hi.

- Room 618. - Hi. Hello.

Meet you there as soon as I can.

Where, oh, where is my kitty?

Here I am, sugar. Rawr!

Mmm.

Marthas, get your ugly butts out.

Christ, he's slipping. What can I say?

Oh.

Wait. You. Martha. Stop.

Here. Clean this up.

Come on. Let's go, let's go.

There you go.

Good girl.

Now the pants.

God.

Can you believe this guy?

Higher.

No boundaries.

Bell, you're such a tool.

I said higher.

What, are you bottom-feeding, Bell?

All right, miss. That's... that's enough.

Ignore these numbnuts. They have no manners.

Go in grace.

Well, that's a match made in heaven, Lawrence.

A Martha's more your style.

Commander Blaine.

Please, don't get up.

We're graced by your visit, sir. So very kind of you.

The doctors said that my Toby would never wake up.

But he has, now and then.

That's encouraging.

He just mumbles, mainly.

They say his chances are still very slim.

He's so proud to be a Guardian.

And the way he looks up to those men in his unit.

Brave men of honor.

Like you, Commander.

Promise me you'll find out who did this to him.

Yes, ma'am.

I can stay with him, if you like. You must be tired.

You're an angel, Commander.

I should get back to his little brother for a bit.

I'll be back soon, sweetheart.