The Handmaid's Tale

Previously on The Handmaid's Tale...

- We need you. The baby needs you. - You lying fuck!

You promised me we would run off and we would be a family!

Janine, change is coming. There's hope.

May the Lord keep you in His mercy.

You stupid girl.

Hopefully, he'll only receive an admonishment.

It's not going to be easy without your husband.

Why don't you worry about your own husband?

They need you to go back to Jezebel's.

They've been trying to get a package out of there.

Hide it until someone contacts you.

This is fucking ridiculous. Risking your life because Alma said so?

- Fuckin' Alma? - It's just a package.

It could be anything! A bomb. Anthrax. What do you know?

What is wrong with you?

Do not let them grind you down.

You keep your fucking shit together. You fight!

Saved it for you. Special.

All right. Single line, please.

Boy, look at these outfits. It's a parade of sluts.

Take your hands out of your pocket.

Did I say run, you in the vest?

Semicircle!

Equidistant.

Hands clasped.

Eyes down, girls.

There was a way we looked at each other at the Red Center.

For a long time I couldn't figure out what it was exactly.

That expression in their eyes.

In my eyes.

Because before, in real life,

you didn't ever see it.

Not more than a glimpse.

It was never something that could last for days.

It could never last for years.

Step forward.

Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord and He shall lift you up.

How do we humble ourselves?

Wonderful.

I believe an apology would be respectful as well.

Sorry.

Aunt Lydia.

I'm sorry, Aunt Lydia.

- I'm sorry, Aunt Ly... - Lydia.

- I'm sorry, Aunt Lydia. - Ah, very good.

Come along.

Please.

This will be painful, I am sorry to say.

But you are so very precious, we wouldn't want to lose you.

Keep still now.

That look was terror.

Utter and unutterable.

It tastes like gunmetal.

Like the point of a carpenter's nail.

Would you like a one-two-three, dear?

One...

We don't look at each other that way anymore.

It's their own fault.

They should have never given us uniforms if they didn't want us to be an army.

Praised be.

I trusted you. I tried to help you.

You don't have anything to say for yourself?

- I don't know. - You don't know?

You could have left me with something.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Waterford.

Get up! Get up!

Sit down!

Sit on it.

- I don't think I can. - Don't be a child!

Now get on your knees and pray that God makes you worthy in some way.

Praised be His mercy.

He's answered our prayers.

You think I prayed for this?

You think I prayed to bring a baby into this house?

God knows what's in your heart.

Get some rest.

Ooh, she's a fighter.

- She's a fighter like Mommy. - Right? She's strong.

- Oh, my gosh. - You think that's a fist or a foot?

It's like a Serena Williams.

- We're gonna have a tennis player. - Yeah?

- She'll make us millions. - I was just thinking that.

- We'll be able to retire. - So much money.

Is everything all right?

Then can you please, Serena?

I have a conference call in five minutes.

They arrested three more Marthas in the West End.

They were planning some kind of attack.

Don't these people ever give up?

I forget, how many tiles do you pick to start?

Seven.

- Do you want to play? - Love to. But I have work to do.

- And, in any case, you know the law. - Yes, I do.

I helped write it.

I remember.

She's a smart girl.

I imagine that she's pretty good at this.

We'll talk about this another time.

She left makeup on the collar of my cloak.

Is that how you got her past the checkpoints?

You need to keep your hands off of her.

I will not have her hanging from a ceiling or stepping in front of a truck.

Do you understand me, Fred?

You're going to control yourself.

Control myself.

You brought lust and temptation back into this house.

On your back, and on your knees.

If I've sinned, then you led me to it.

You can blame me all you want, but He knows the truth.

Everybody answers to God.

And you answer to me.

- Go to your room. - She's pregnant.

Praised be.

Praised be.

It isn't yours.

You're weak, and God would never let you pass on that weakness.

You can't father a child because you're not worthy.

Blessed day.

Your breakfast is ready. It's eggs and oatmeal.

- Or I can make you something else. - No, it's fine. Thank you.

God bless you.

Are you feeling okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. Thank you.

Good. Praised be.

- Rita! - Yes, ma'am.

Sit down.

What happened?

She found out.

About the Commander.

You okay?

I'm pregnant.

What?

She had a test.

It must have been from the black market or something.

Don't.

Please.

It's terrible.

No, it's not.

Offred, get your cloak, please.

You need the car?

No. Thank you, Nick.

I've made other arrangements.

We have a long drive ahead, so get comfortable.

And don't touch the curtains.

Hey, check this out.

We're here, ma'am.

Where are we, Mrs. Waterford?

Thank you.

Mrs. Waterford. Where are we?

- She stays in the car. - Yes, ma'am.

Please! Please, let me out.

Please, let me out! That's my daughter!

No! Let me out!

Hannah!

Hannah!

Hannah!

Let me out!

Let me out! Hannah!

Let me out! Let me out!

Hannah!

Hannah!

No!

No! Let me out! Please, let me out!

No! Hannah!

Hannah!

Let me out.

Let me out! Let me out!

Let me out!

Please! Please!

Please, Mrs. Waterford, please!

Please, let me out.

Please! Please, Mrs. Waterford, please.

You can drive now.

Please let me see her! Let me out.

I'm begging you. I'm begging you.

Please, please. No! No!

No!

Offred, you need to listen to me.

Please, please, take me back. Please! I have to see her, please!

That's not going to be good for anybody.

She is a beautiful girl, Offred.

And she's happy and she's well taken care of.

And you don't have to worry about anything.

Listen to me.

As long as my baby is safe, so is yours.

No, please.

No, please.

Please, please.

Please, I'm begging you.

Please, please!

Please, Mrs. Waterford. Please. Please!

What is wrong with you?

What is wrong with you?

How can you do this?

You're deranged.

You're... You're... You're fucking evil.

You know that?

You are a goddamn motherfucking monster!

Fucking heartless,