The Handmaid's Tale

Previously on The Handmaid's Tale...

Find her.

And bring her to me.

You have to tell me where the handmaids are.

Or they will hurt Hannah.

It's okay, baby.

They're at the Murrow farmhouse.

Everything that has happened to you, to Hannah,

to Janine, and the others.

You're responsible. Your fault.

We're gonna go West.

Chicago is still Chicago. They're not giving up.

Commander Blaine, you will coordinate an aerial bombardment

on all insurgent fronts.

Run!

Moira?

I fucking found you.

If I don't go back, Hannah is gone forever.

I'm her mother and it's my job to protect her.

I'm sorry I don't have her.

I'm sorry it's just me.

- I knew it would-- I'm sorry. - No, no, no.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I am a citizen of the United States,

and I seek asylum in the country of Canada.

Luke, I need to tell you about the last time I saw Hannah.

We have to find her and bring her to Canada.

I never thought I'd give it to you in person.

Oh, my God.

At least you know where she is now.

I should've run away with you when I had the chance.

I need to separate my interests from Fred.

I am done with him.

We can talk about that later.

No, we can talk about it right now.

You're pregnant, Serena.

Congratulations.

With Offred now in Canada, we can't be naive about that.

We need to drop our fight.

My name is June Osborn.

Fred Waterford and Serena Joy imprisoned me,

beat me, and raped me.

I ask for justice.

Gilead could come for our son.

They could make me a Handmaid.

I'll do everything in my power

to make sure you and our son are protected.

So, what happens next? How do we get Hannah?

We have a new asset.

He knows how the system operates.

He could advise us.

- Who is it? - Fred Waterford.

Waterford?

The prosecution has dropped its charges.

- June! - He's a fucking rapist!

You know what he did to all of us! I will kill you!

They're sending Waterford to fucking Geneva!

They're gonna fly the prick there

and have his immunity hearing.

And then he's free to just set up

wherever the fuck he wants, with his Viking-ass wife.

Twenty-two of these women worked with the Resistance.

And you can save them.

And we can bring our brother home.

A prisoner exchange? You can't.

It won't be enough, you know.

Whatever happens to him,

won't be enough for you.

Where are we? Are we even in Gilead anymore?

You're in No Man's Land, Commander.

Run.

June?

June, what happened?

June.

Hi, sweetie.

Hi.

Ah.

Who's my girl?

Hmm? Who's my girl?

Come here. There we go. I love you.

Wait, June! What's happening?

June. You, you're covered in blood.

Moira--

June!

Hey.

Where are you going?

What the fuck?

June, slow down.

Can-- can you talk to me?

- Hey, hey. Wait, wait, - June.

wait. June!

Hey, where are you going?

June! Whose blood is that?

Hey! Hey, hey. Whose blood is that?

Hey, what's going on?

- What happened? - I did it.

You did what?

I killed him.

You ki-- You what? What?

I killed Fred.

June. You salvaged him.

By her hand.

- Okay. Come inside. - By her fucking hand.

- Hey. We gotta get inside. - No, we don't. No, no!

No, no, no, no, no!

- Hey, June! - Whoa.

June.

June.

Hey!

- June, open the door. - Where are you going?

Where are you going? No, wait, wait, wait, wait!

June!

June! Hey! Fuck! Fuck!

- Blessed morning. - Under his eye.

You look tired. I'll get you some coffee.

No, it's okay, I can--

But Wives, serve your own husbands as you would the Lord.

Blessed be His word.

But I didn't want to wake the Martha so I made it myself.

So it's very bad.

Thanks.

It's good.

Did you see her?

Yeah.

And what she needed to do was done?

Yes.

Praise be His mercy.

Maybe June can find some peace now.

I'll pray for her.

Oh, you take milk.

I forgot.

Let's go.

Up. Come with me.

Mrs. Waterford, you're to come with us, please.

I'm sorry.

Blessed day.

Mrs. Waterford, you're to come with us, please.

Uh...

what is this? Who are you?

For your own protection,

you're being moved to a more secure facility.

- And where is Mr. Tuello? - They're trying to reach him.

Now, please, let's move to the door.

I won't be going anywhere until I speak with Mr. Tuello.

You are still in I.C.C. custody.

Move to the door, or I'll have my men move you.

Remaining here is a danger to your unborn child,

do you understand me?

Move the prisoner.

I-- I'm sure that we can have a rational discussion.

Copy. Subject is secure.

This way, ma'am.

Is this about my husband?

Because I haven't heard from him.

I don't know your husband, ma'am.

Mrs. Waterford, my name is Marcia McPhadden.

Senior director, I.C.C.'s Prisoner's Liaison Office.

What is going on?

Mrs. Waterford, I'm afraid I have some terrible news.

This morning, Canadian Border Enforcement Agents

recovered a body.

We were able to make a positive identification.

It's your husband. He's dead. I'm very sorry.

Mrs. Waterford, if someone hurt your husband,

they may want to hurt you too.

Until we find out exactly what happened to Commander Waterford,

we're gonna need to move you someplace safe.

Confirmed mobile unit awaiting transport.

ETA, 15 minutes.

Copy that. Over.

Elevator 3. Copy. Moving down.

Morning.

Looks like you're with this lot.

What can I get you? Juice and coffee to start?

Yeah, thanks.

No worries. I'll give you a minute.

Hungry?