The Handmaid's Tale (2017–…): Season 2, Episode 7 - After - full transcript

Previously
on The Handmaid's Tale...

Anything I can do to
help, Commander Pryce?

We are going to
clean up Gilead, son.

May I say that it's very
sporting of you to have come,

despite your handicap.

Cushing.

You're up.

You have to sleep with Eden.

She's gonna report you.
She will make trouble.

- I can't.
- Yes, you can.

Because I can't lose you.
Do you hear me?



Commander Pryce.

I can't stay in that house anymore.
Reassign me.

You have my word.

May I present
to you, the new Rachel and Leah Center.

It's not time yet.
Tell her to go back.

My life.

Don't count for nothing.

When I look at this world.

I feel so small.

My life.

It's only a season.

A passing September.

That no one will recall.

But I gave.



Joy to my mother.

And I made my lover smile.

In the rising of the sun,
and in its going down.

We remember them.

Oh, Lord, when we are lost,

and sick at heart.

We remember them.

When we are weary,
and in need of strength.

We remember them.

So long as we live,
they, too, shall live.

As we remember them.

It's half the way traveled.

Girls.

Not found my way
Out of this night.

My life.

It's tangled in wishes.

And so many things that
Just never turned out right

I wish.

I could give you a world

without violence.

Without pain.

That's all I ever wanted.

And in their names, dear Lord,

we remember them.

Ofryan.

And I can
give comfort to my friends.

When they're hurting.

And I can make it seem better.

Ofleo.

I can make it seem better.

Ofhal.

Ofzev.

Ofben.

We remember them.

Ofduncan.

We remember them.

Ofjohn.

We remember them.

Ofedward.

We remember them.

Ofcolin.

We remember them.

Ofraymond.

We remember them.

We remember them.

I heard 26 commanders.

Thirty-one of us.

I didn't even know most of them.

Ofzev was really nice.

Ofedward was kind of a jerk,
and she never washed her hair.

God rest her soul.

Do you know Ofglen's name?

She was your shopping partner.

We never got that far.

Looks like the Eyes
have been through here.

Serena.

I'm right here.

There was an explosion.

Colonel Dennison,
he's the security...

Everything is being
taken care of. You just rest.

You rest and you get better.

Mrs. Waterford?

Fred. Fred, Nick is here.

He's been
in and out all morning.

The office sent those
for him to sign,

but he needs to focus
on getting better.

Of course.

I could take care of this.

Why don't I drive you home?

Get some sleep,
a change of clothes.

Thank you. Maybe later.

I pray we aren't intruding.

No, of course not. Blessed day.

Mrs. Waterford,
how are you holding up?

Do you need anything?

Just your prayers, thank you.

You have those, of course.

We need to pass along some news.

Commander Pryce

has gone home to God.

May God grant him eternal rest.

Yes. By His hand.

Did you know him well?

Not really. No.

He was a true man of God.

Commander Cushing
will be taking on Pryce's security duties.

God saves his most difficult
tests for the truly faithful.

I will find every person
involved in this barbaric attack,

and they will be punished.

I promise you that.

May God bless your work.

Mmm.

Keep going!

Facing forward!

Keep going!

Stop!

- What is this?
- I don't know.

Stay in line!

Facing forward!

Facing forward!

You, you!

You and you! Move!
Get in the vehicle!

Keep moving!

You, you!

You!

You!

You!

Move! Let's go! Get in!

- Where are we going?
- Move!

Move! Let's go!

Keep walking!

Excuse me.

My brother...

Do you have any...

- Please!
- Quiet, please.

My office can confirm
that there has been a bombing in Gilead.

There are fatalities,
including a number of

high-level government officials.

Were any Handmaids killed?

We do have unconfirmed reports that fatalities
are among civilians and, yes, Handmaids.

Right now, we don't
have any more information.

As soon as we know more,
we'll let you know. I promise.

Please, go home.

Luke, hey. Where're you going?

Home. I'm gonna get dinner.
You okay with roti?

You don't want to know
that she's okay?

She's not okay.

She's alive.
Have faith that she's alive.

That's not knowing.

See you at home.

Holy shit. That is insane.

Two hundred and fifty
thousand dollars?

Yup. For a healthy baby.

Jesus.

- Coffee is on me, forever.
- Yeah.

Look, I can pay off
my student loans,

and take a shot at that
web-dev thing with Hollis.

Mmm-hmm.

Hey, if people want a baby,
any chance they'll take this one?

How is she?

She is wearing me down,
aren't you?

- Tiring.
- Uh-huh.

Come. Come here.

Want to come to Auntie,
baby girl?

- Come on. Hi, yeah.
- Yeah. Yeah.

Hey, you want a coffee
or anything?

No, I'm all right. Thank you.

Hey, Hannah. Tell Daddy
you love Auntie more than him.

Don't you dare.

Don't you dare.

So, it's your egg?

Yeah. I met the couple.
They're from England. They're nice.

What?

You know, you might get
attached to the little fucker.

That look, it'll be fine, okay?

You can worry about that,
and I will worry about

my giant pile of money.

Scrooge McDuck that shit.
Am I right, hmm?

Do you have a list?
Do you have a list?

Sorry, we have
no new information. Sorry.

Excuse me. Hey. Hi. Excuse me.

Moira.

Excuse me! Excuse me! Please!
I'm looking for somebody else.

My girlfriend. Fiancee.

She was rounded up
before the war.

Okay. Okay.

- Please. Ms. Tapping!
- Thank you. Thank you.

- Ms. Tapping!
- I'm sorry, folks.

We'll have more
information soon, everyone.

All of these?

The unidentified.

Most of them have a few details,

where they died,

identifying marks
but no names yet.

What are those?

Those are the children.

Moira, just lean back
and relax. This is cold.

- Oh, damn!
- Told you.

Your baby is the size
of a brussels sprout.

Let's see
what's going on in there.

Ha!

Hello, little alien.

Don't you want to see?

I saw it.

You can take a photo home.

- Yeah.
- No, um, that's okay.

No, she's gonna take a photo.
You're gonna take a photo.

- Why?
- To put it on your fridge.

You stick it on your fridge.

So, no photo then.

- No.
- Okay.

Call if you need anything.

Here.

Thank you.

Hi.

There's someone here for you.

Blessed be the fruit.

Yes. May the Lord open.

Thank you, Martha.
You must be very busy.

Sir?

Leave the room, please.

In Grace, I go.

Please.

Congratulations
on your blessed miracle.

You're feeling well?

Yes, Sir.

Praise be.

Terrific.

Times like this,
I wonder what type of world

we're gonna leave
the next generation.

For the sake of our children,

we need to find those among us
who wish to do us harm.

Do you understand?

Yes, Sir.

I'm afraid I didn't know
Ofglen very well.

We only walked together
for a brief time.

I imagine
she didn't talk very much.

No.

But she always seemed
very pious.

Well, I'm sorry I...

There's not more
that I can help you with.

But surely you know who helped
you try to leave Gilead. Don't you?

I don't understand.

When you ran away.

All that time
you spent in hiding.

Who looked after you?

I didn't see them.

You didn't see them?

No.

Offred.

You can trust me.

Who helped you?

Commander Waterford?

I was taken against my will.

Our republic is under siege.

We do not have
the luxury of fairy tales.

Sir...

I was taken...

against my will.

Offred.

If your house has been
infected with terrorists,

I need to know.

Praise be.

You're all right.

Yes, I'm fine.

Guardians shooting
Marthas in the street,

and it's supposed
to make us feel safer?

It's asinine.

Fred?
Our baby is safe. It's here.

Come closer.

You're bigger.

The Commander needs
his rest now.

He was, as of an hour ago, Sir.

- Blessed day.
- Blessed day.

Why don't you check on him again,
and do another search of the grounds.

- Will do, Sir.
- Thank you.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I'm fine. Sorry.

They shot her, Nick.

I think she was just reaching for her pass,
and they shot her.

She didn't even do anything.

She was... I mean, she was just bleeding
and laying in the street.

- She didn't even do anything.
- It's okay.

It's okay. It's over.

It's over.

It's all there.

Cushing, he's...

He wants to know who helped me.

When I ran.

He's not gonna give up, Nick.

- He's not gonna give up.
- No.

No, he's not.

I'm not gonna
let anything happen to you.

- Okay.
- Okay.

What about you?

Blessed evening.

Go to bed.

Baby needs rest.

Right now,
the baby needs Twinkies,

but we're compromising.

How is the Commander?

He's very strong.

Praise be.

God will speed his recovery.

He needs to get back
in the office.

Ray Cushing will be
the death of us all.

We knew Ray and Sonia
from before.

Commander Cushing.

We used to vacation together.

Went to Antigua once.

They had
the most amazing beaches.

Picked up some sea glass.

Ray was a blowhard even then.

Now, he's the big man.

It doesn't suit him.

He came here,

to talk to me.

He doesn't believe that
I was taken against my will.

You need to answer
his questions very carefully.

Make sure that
he understands the truth.

They executed Commander Deeds,

and his whole household.

For what Ofglen did.

Ofglen was a terrorist.

Commander Cushing
would do the same

to any house connected
to the Underground.

And there's no way he'd leave
a baby to grow up in that house.

Fred would never allow that.

He isn't here...

Serena.

Hey.

Tikka masala.

Thanks.

I'm not really hungry.

Yeah. It's good cold.

You don't have to do this
to yourself.

Odette wouldn't want you to.

It's time, okay?

I just want to know
if she was alone when she died.

What if I don't find her?

Welcome to my world.

That pathetic land of bad hats
and hipster scruff?

Fuck that.

Thanks for the food.

Uh-huh. You're welcome.

Two, three, four...

And breathe out.

Two, three, four, five.

Deeper, Moira.
From the diaphragm.

Yeah, from your
fucking diaphragm.

Shh, it works.

Can you get... Your knee
is, like, in my back.

- Sorry.
- Thank you.

Okay.
Take one last deep, cleansing breath.

Release any tension.

Good. Good.

That's it for tonight, everyone.

Thank you.

Oh, don't forget to sign up
for parenting classes.

Babies don't come with
an instruction manual.

- Thank you.
- There we go.

You doing okay?

Good.

I'm exhausted.

I'm a fucking exhausted,

constipated whale.

Yep.

You know, my feet got so swollen,
I had to wear orthopedic shoes.

Mm-hmm.

Ugh, I couldn't even walk.

Luke had to rub my feet
every night.

- You gotta be kidding me.
- What?

Well, you're fucking
throwing Luke in my face.

Excuse me?

When do I do that?
What does it even mean?

Your perfect marriage?

Like those fucking assholes?

Get over here. Come over here.

What?

There's not a perfect marriage.

It's the same guy every night.

Even when you're sick
of each other.

Even when he can
never seem to figure out

how to load
the fucking dishwasher.

Do you know why?

Because he's an infant.

Who wants that?

Not me.

Blech.

Perfect marriage. Insane.

I'm sorry.

It's fine.

You had to wear
orthopedic shoes?

Yeah.

- That's hot.
- Yeah, you're gonna love 'em.

Blessed evening.

Copy that.

Hey.

Stay in your patrol zones.
And watch the streets.

Blessed evening.

Blessed evening.

Where's Eden?

She went with Rita
to call on the Websters.

After what happened
to their Martha,

I suggested it might be
a nice thing to do.

Nick, have you ever
helped the Commander

submit warrants to
the Consular of Divine Law?

Yes, Ma'am.

Those documents need
the Commander's signature.

I know the Commander
will forgive my trespasses.

Will you walk me
through the process?

You see?

Is that funny?

Is that funny?

You ready for this?

Yup.

Hey.

Go with God, little man.

Bye, Gavin.

Nice to meet you.

I forget how small they are.

Bullshit. I'm still sitting on ice.

It'll get better.

Sometimes you will pee
a little when you laugh.

Okay, shut up, please.

You okay?

Great.

It's weird to be alone.

Hey.

Moira. Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Uh...
- How are you feeling?

Um, oh, I feel great.

You know, I thought
I was never going to have sex again, but,

everything is shaping up
down there, thank God.

I'm sorry.

The Watsons
moved back to England.

Oh, yeah.

They sent me a card on
Gavin's six-month birthday.

It was really nice.

Hey, you happen to know
anything about Malbecs?

Um...

Yes! I'm gonna go with yes.

Come here.

Um...

- This one.
- The first one you saw?

Yes. I'm usually
more of a white wine girl.

Gross.

Okay.

Um...

I was supposed to be at June
and Luke's like 20 minutes ago.

Oh.

Ah...

Thanks for
the recommendation, Doc.

Um, you're not
my patient anymore.

You can call me Odette.

Okay.

Thanks, Odette.

Thank you.

What is this?
Who authorized this?

Get your hands up!

Who authorized this?
I'm speaking to you.

Warren, what the hell
is going on here?

Ray Cushing, by order
of Commander Waterford,

you have been stripped
of your command,

and charged with apostasy
and treason.

That's ridiculous, Warren.

You have aided terrorists and conspired
to undermine our Divine Republic.

The evidence submitted by the Eyes,
is overwhelming.

Just a half a pound, please.

Such a bounty. I'm gonna make
lemon chicken tonight.

Praise be.

Maybe with green beans
and garlic.

- Hi!
- Oh! Jeez!

Jesus Christ!

Hi!

How are you... How are you here?

I guess there were
so few Handmaids left after the bombing,

they brought some of us
back from the Colonies.

- Isn't that nice?
- My God, yeah.

God saved us.

He has a plan.

He has a plan for both of us.

Well, it might not
be the same plan,

it could be
different plans, but...

- It's good to see you.
- Mmm.

Praise be.

Emily?

Hey.

Hi.

June.

That's my name.

I never got the chance
to tell you that.

Hey.

My name is June.

I'm Brianna.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Brianna.

Alma.

Hi.

I'm Dolores.

It was my grandma's name.

- I'm Alma.
- My name is Brianna.

Hi.

My name is Janine.

I'm Brianna.

My name's Alma.

My name is Deirdre.

Hi, my name is Sara.
Nice to meet you.

Alma.

Erin.

Marilyn.

Our sources inside Gilead
have confirmed

the names of the women
killed in the attack.

The families have been notified,

and they have
our deepest sympathies.

These are the deceased.

Jennifer Briggs.

Mae Cohen.

Nora Ford.

Patricia Frank.

Lillie Fuller.

We believe she's the person
responsible for the bombing.

Cheryl Gardini.

Joanna Grant.

Lindsay Hayes.

Tiana Moore.

Jada King.

Megan Young.

Chloe Washington.

Adriana Hall.

Helen Campbell.

Isabella Lopez.

Odette Johnson.

Offred.

Come with me, please.

Commander Cushing turned
our streets into a war zone.

These are drafts
of new security orders.

From the Commander?

They'll remove
the additional checkpoints,

and start scaling down
the Guardian presence.

It's about time things started
getting back to normal around here.

Don't you think?

Uh, yes, Mrs. Waterford.

You're an editor,

is that right?

I used to be.

Good.

Read over these for me.

I'll need a pen.

A goddess on the mountain top.

Was burning like a silver flame.

The summit of beauty and love.

And Venus was her name.

She's got it.

Yeah, baby, she's got it.

Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your fire.

At your desire.

Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your fire.

At your desire.

Her weapons
were her crystal eyes.

Making every man mad.

Black as the dark night she was.

Got what no one else had.

Wa! She's got it.

Yeah, baby, she's got it