The Handmaid's Tale (2017–…): Season 3, Episode 7 - Under His Eye - full transcript

NARRATOR: Previously on
The Handmaid's Tale...

Do you know Commander Mackenzie?

He has a daughter.
Her name is Agnes.

Protect her, please.

Just love her for me.
I promise.

SERENA: Hannah
would attend

a school for domestic arts.

The one in her district
is in Brookline,

by the reservoir.

CALHOUN: We need to look
at starting a series

of district-wide Salvagings.



One last measured push

should roll up the last
of the insurgent strongholds.

I've seen a lot
of these reunions

and it's not always
a storybook ending.

I don't want to make
things awkward for you.

It is awkward.

But who cares?

LAWRENCE: Waterford
asked to borrow you.

He's trying to force
the Canadians to talk

about repatriating his daughter.

SERENA: You have
to understand that

seeing her changed
everything for me.

Seeing her changed you...

it didn't change this place.



WINSLOW: Here's to
your bright future.

Perhaps here
in D. C.

You know this is all
gonna be over soon.

You're gonna get
to go back home,

and we're gonna stay here.

And you and I will
finally be free

of one another.

You will never be free of me

until both my children are safe.

I should have put
a ring in your mouth

the day that we met.

I should have let you burn

when I had the chance.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[MUSIC FADES OUT]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[WIND BLOWING]

AUNT LYDIA: Places!

By His hand.

HANDMAIDS: By His hand.

AUNT LYDIA: Heave!

[RATTLING]

Heave!

Heave!

[TENSE MUSIC]

[MARTHAS WHIMPERING, BREATHING SHAKILY]

AUNT LYDIA: The Lord
is calling on you, girls.

He is depending on you

to be His holy instrument.

His charge is surely difficult,

but he has special blessings

for the strong

and faithful among us.

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

AUNT LYDIA: Drop the ropes.

Let's go.

AUNT LYDIA: Disperse.

HANDMAID: Come on. I'm freezing.

[SIRENS WAILING]

OFMATTHEW: I hear the woman

mistreated her child.

Let him just cry
for hours and hours,

poor thing.

Yeah, it's a great reason
to hang someone.

It certainly is.

His winnowing fork

is merciful and necessary.

Clearing away the rotted...

chaff so the good can take root.

[GROANS]

OFJOSEPH: What's wrong?

Nothing, praise be.

I'm fine.
[EXHALES]

[SIGHS]

All right.
Just breathe through it.

Come on.

[INHALES]
In through the nose.

[EXHALES]
Out through the mouth.

[INHALES, EXHALES]

There you go.

[DISTANT SIRENS]

Thank you.

Yeah.

OFMATTHEW: I've always
loved being with child.

This time is...

difficult.

Did you tell the doctor?

OFMATTHEW: He said
everything's normal.

I don't know what's
wrong with me, I...

I wish it was over.

When I was first
pregnant with Nichole,

I was...

pretty scared.

I had some thoughts that

I would be...

ashamed to admit now.

Well, I don't have
any "thoughts."

My child is a blessing.

Uh-huh.

- [PA SYSTEM BEEPS]
- ANNOUNCER: Notice of change.

Bee tokens are now usable

for both honey and bee pollen.

Bee pollen no longer requires

a separate token.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[SOFT MUZAK]

Ofjoseph, you walked
right by the flour.

Blessed be the fruit.

OFJOSEPH: May the Lord open.

I saw two other veils yesterday.

I hear they're
popping up all over.

We should salute their devotion.

Right.
You do that.

Ofjoseph, they finally
got a shipment

of that fruit cocktail
you've been looking for.

I'll show you.

I love fruit cocktail.

OFERIC: Actually, Ofmatthew,

could you help me
pick some avocados?

I can never pick a ripe one.

I'm happy to help.

Fruit cocktail, really?

I'm crappy at improv.

[PA FEEDBACK]

I'd hurry.

It won't last long.

ANNOUNCER: Last week of
wheat bread this season.

Last week of wheat bread.

Thank you for coming.

I didn't know if you'd
got my message.

Mrs. Mackenzie
asked you to stop!

I can't.
Could you?

How's she doing?

Agnes

couldn't be happier.

She's doing so well in school.

A school that would cut off
her finger for reading.

My Commander can get us out.

All of us.

You could be free.

She's just a child!

To put her in that kind
of danger is selfish!

She should be
with her real parents.

I'm not so sure.

Then ask her.

I won't put her
in that position!

Then I'll ask her.

You can't come
back to the house!

Her school.

In Brookline.

I just came from
my fourth hanging this week.

Do you think
it's gonna get better?

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Go to the gate.

Guardian Parker, he's a friend.

He's there today.

He'll help you.

LENA: Thank you
for your patience.

Just a few more
details to go over.

What does all this have to do

with protecting the baby?

Gilead has provided us
with an account

of Dr. Malek's
criminal activity.

Criminal?

LENA: In their opinion,

yes.

Last autumn,

I understand you stole
a government vehicle?

Yes.

LENA: They say
you drove recklessly,

and intentionally
struck a guard.

Yes.

LENA: You ran him over?

[SIGHS]

Yes.

[TYPING RAPIDLY]

LENA: On the night of your escape,

did you stab your supervisor?

Aunt Lydia?

Yes.

LENA: And you stabbed
her in the back?

Yes.

[TYPING LOUDLY]

LENA: And then you threw
her down a staircase?

Don't you know what
that monster did to her?

- LENA: I do.
- Syl, please...

LENA: I do.

And I don't enjoy
asking these questions.

Believe me.

Dr. Malek,

did you take any other actions

that Gilead would see as criminal?

Probably.

[TYPING]

[SOMBER PIANO MUSIC]

SYLVIA: You know I don't care
what you did there, right?

You don't have to deal
with this on your own.

I'm fine.

I know you're not
officially looking,

but...

I think you both
could make a home

here in D. C.

I'm not even sure

where my home is anymore.

[CHILDREN GIGGLE]

Let me show you something.

[CROW CAWS]

This is one of the few,

unrestored houses left.

Just waiting
for the right owners.

Ah.

[FLOORBOARDS CREAK]

MRS. WINSLOW: We can
take all this stuff down.

SERENA: The light is beautiful.

Who lived here before?

I think they were Baptists?

The master's next door.

So you can hear everything.

And the other rooms
already have bunk beds so,

when the kids are older...

I'll think about it.

MRS. WINSLOW: Let's go look at the master.

WINSLOW: Fred!

George!

WINSLOW: Just got word.

Canada's willing to talk about

a general extradition treaty.

Oh, that's great.

Early days, but...

you should be very encouraged.

Well, my initiative
wouldn't have gotten very far

without your support
and expertise.

We make a good team.

Extradition is
delicate business.

It's gonna take time.

WATERFORD: Well,
once Nichole's returned,

we'd do our best to move
the others along quickly.

So much leverage
comes from the child.

With her back home...

You want me to keep her there.

WINSLOW: Just for a bit.

Fred.

It's your vision that's
brought us to this point.

In the end,
Gilead will know whom to credit.

Think about it.

- Where's the Commander?
- I don't know.

In some Commander place
doing Commander things.

I have to get to Brookline
by three o'clock

to see my daughter.

Good luck with that.

I can't go alone as a Martha.

BETH: Well,
I'm not hauling my ass

all the way to Brookline.

Not with all the
Guardians out there.

What if I take this up
to Mrs. Lawrence for you?

BETH: Cool.

ELEANOR: Oh, thank you, dear.

That's okay. I've got it.

You can set the tea on the table.

OFJOSEPH: Mm-hm.

It's a beautiful day.

Would you mind if I opened
the curtains for you?

[EERIE MUSIC]

Would you like to go for a walk?

ELEANOR: Joseph...
wouldn't like that.

Oh, I'm sure he wouldn't mind,

if he knew how
much you'd enjoy it.

[STUTTERING]
I really shouldn't.

There's so many people...

But I'll be right there
with you the whole time.

I'll make sure nothing
happens to you, okay?

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Promise.

- ELEANOR: Okay.
- Okay.

Go get your coat.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

Praise be,
Mrs. Lawrence.

I haven't seen you out in ages.

ELEANOR: Blessed day, Mrs. Putnam.

NAOMI: I'm always
asking Warren,

why haven't the Lawrences
come over for supper?

Ah, well, you know how
the Commander can be.

Oh!

Oh, she's gotten so big!

Hi, Button.

Oh.

We thought you were gonna die.

But you didn't.

You didn't die.

She's beautiful,
Mrs. Putnam.

NAOMI: Thank you, Ofjoseph.

It's nice to see you
getting along so well

with your new mistress.

That's a ripe Handmaid
you have there.

I'm sure she'll give you
a healthy child in no time.

ELEANOR: [SIGHS] She's such a pretty baby.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

Such a miracle.

I'm so glad she didn't die.

[BABY COOING]

Mrs. Lawrence,

don't you think
we should be going?

Oh, yes.

Have a lovely day,
Mrs. Putnam.

You too.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

[CROWS CAWING]

[CAR HONKS]

Mrs. Lawrence?

[BREATHES SHAKILY]

It's hard...

not to imagine
what my own daughter

might have looked like.

Or...

little boy.

You and the Commander
tried to have children?

Before?

I wanted to.

He...

he disagreed.

I was teaching full-time but...

it was a struggle.

They were always

adjusting my dosage.

[SIGHS]

I wish we could've.

Being a mother in Gilead

must pose its own challenges.

Maybe...

maybe we did the right thing.

Mrs. Lawrence,
I lied to you.

My daughter's school
is in Brookline.

Today may be my
only chance to see her.

So...

I'm sorry.

I really am.

I'll take you home if you want.

No.

Let's go.

The T stop's only a block away.

I think I'm keen
on an adventure.

Okay.

[TRAIN PASSING]

MOIRA: Canada needs to grow a pair

and tell Gilead to fucking go to hell.

EMILY: You know,
I think it's tricky.

Diplomatically.

Yeah, but Nichole is a refugee

under their protection,
just like us.

They need to protect her.

They do.

[ALTERNATIVE MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY ON SPEAKERS]

Do you miss your old job?

Sometimes.

I guess I miss
the people mostly.

Yeah, that makes sense.

So, okay.

Before Syl,

I'm guessing you were
you a Sommerville girl?

Did you hit, like, Club Cafe?

Machine?

Me?
No.

I, um, basically studied.

I hit up club bio lab
most of the time.

[MOIRA CHUCKLES]

MOIRA: Uh, okay. Where'd...
Where'd you go?

Harvard.

Oh... I know a
few Harvard girls!

Um... God, what's...

Ah, oh!
Diane McKenna!

She's brunette, uh...
law school?

The law school
was kind of separate.

MOIRA: Right.

Um...

Ooh!

Erica Biers?

Tina Sosa?

Sorry.

I went out with a firefighter

from Charlestown for a while.

Um...

But she wasn't out
and she had a boyfriend.

Uh, Pina Delvaglio?

No, God.

How can we not have
any gay in common?

Jeez, I'm pretty sure
that this is the first time

this has ever happened
in all of lesbian history.

Oh, I met Syl and...

that was it.

I know the feeling.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Oh, crap.

Shit.
I gotta, um...

I gotta go.

Gonna go bird dog

the Canadian Minister
of Border Security.

"Bird dog?"

Yeah,
it's like protesting but like,

right up in their faces.

Can I come?

MOIRA: If you want to.
Sure.

[MELANCHOLIC PIANO MUSIC]

Minister!
Minister!

Why has your department refused

to declare Gilead refugees

safe from deportation?

The safety, safety of refugees
is our greatest concern.

Canada's doors are
always open to those in need.

PROTESTER: Are you gonna talk to us?

MOIRA: Stay on him!
Minister!

Why are the
Swiss here? Huh?

How can you even consider

negotiating with Gilead?

PROTESTER: Answer the question!

PRIME MINISTER: It's in the interests

of all Canadians
and Canadian refugees

that we keep peace
with all our neighbors.

There is no peace with Gilead!

Yeah.
Hey!

SECURITY: Move back.

MOIRA: Why won't you
just refuse Gilead

custody of Baby Nichole?

Birth mother's already
surrendered her rights.

She didn't surrender anything!

June gave Nichole to me!

She wanted her baby out of
that sick, twisted place,

you fuck!

Don't touch me!

Yeah!

EMILY: I risked my life
to get her out!

- I did my part!
- MOIRA: Hey, get off of me!

EMILY: Now you do yours!

You...
Fuck!

Get the fuck off me!
Get off of me!

Get your hands off me!

[SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

[METAL GATES CREAKING]

GUARD 1: Front gate clear.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

GUARD 2: Any movement there?

Guardian Parker?

Sorry, ma'am,
Parker's not here today.

Can I help you with something?

Yes.

I was promised
a tour of the grounds.

I'm Commander Lawrence's wife.

I'd be happy
to arrange that for you.

GUARD 1: All clear.

[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]

[GIRLS SHOUTING PLAYFULLY]

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

[GIRLS CONTINUES SHOUTING]

[GIRL TAKING INDISTINCTLY, LAUGHING]

[EMOTIONAL MUSIC]

Hannah.

Hannah.

Hannah.

Baby?

Hannah!

Hannah.

Hannah.

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

[BOTH GIGGLING]

Hi, baby.

My baby girl.

[HANNAH GIGGLES]

Hi.

[GIRLS CHATTERING PLAYFULLY]

GUARDIAN: Miss!

Miss!

ELEANOR: I was promised a tour

- of the grounds!
- GUARDIAN: Ma'am!

I need to see the children!

GUARDIAN: I've already
explained this to you.

Please show me the children!

GUARDIAN: I can't have you like this

in front of the children.

You told me I could
see the grounds!

GUARDIAN: Step back, Ma'am.

- Eleanor?
- ELEANOR: You left me.

I'm so sorry.

GUARDIAN: She won't stop
asking about the children!

Why is she talking...
She's confused!

She has health issues.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

I'm sorry.

[ELEANOR SOBS]

Do you want me to take you home?

ELEANOR: Yes.

June.

Please.

Okay.

Come on.

Here we are.

Just...

[MUSIC TURNS DARK]

[SOFTLY] Forgive me, Ofjoseph.

[STAMMERING]
I tried.

I really tried.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

[SIGHS]

I want you to rest.

Lie down.

Lie down.

LAWRENCE: Just rest, my love.

I had no intention

of putting her
in any danger, sir.

No.

You should've seen her out there.

She came alive.

You should have seen her.

[DOOR OPENS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[SMOOTH PIANO MUSIC]

SERENA: Thank you.

I'm not late, am I?

Never.

How was the gallery?

SERENA: It was extraordinary

to see all those pieces

in such an intimate setting.

And such a blessing

that so many were recovered

from the Art Institute.

Do you remember
when we were there last?

You skipped out

on your cousin's baby shower.

SERENA: You skipped out too,
remember?

Fishing trip to Lake Michigan?

[CHUCKLES]

Killing helpless creatures

or looking at art with my wife.

Not a hard decision.

Speaking of creatures,

this all looks delicious.

Liv would never say anything

but I know that she appreciates

having a night off from us.

The Winslows have
been very kind to us.

Yes.

And you've been so very patient.

I know that we'll have a home

of our own again someday.

We will.

All of us.

I'm gonna bring
Nichole back, Serena.

Just as soon as I can manage.

What happened?

I'm good at my job
is what happened.

SERENA: I was becoming afraid

that it was more
politically expedient

to have her stay in Canada.

Well, that's what some believe.

Not me.

I... I don't have a timeline yet,

so please don't push me for one.

SERENA: Of course.

Thank you, Fred.

[DOOR CLOSES, ELECTRICAL BUZZING]

[WOMEN LAUGHING, CHATTER]

MOIRA: Thank you.

So, Luke will probably be cool.

Uh, he might freak out.

It's unclear.

How 'bout Syl?

I honestly have no idea.

Well, um...

you're a prison bitch now.
She might like that.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Maybe.

No, if Syl is mad,
she won't tell me.

She's trying to give me space.

Space.

There's a lot she doesn't know.

I killed a Wife.

In the Colonies.

I poisoned her.

Okay.

I'm not sorry.

I killed a Commander.

I didn't have to.
He was asleep.

But I did it anyway.

Look at what
they've turned us into.

You killed anybody
since you've been out?

EMILY: No.
You?

Nope.

So I think we're good.

[PRETENTIOUS CLASSICAL MUSIC]

WOMAN: Thank you.

MAN: Thank you.
Happy news.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- WINSLOW: Fred!
- George!

WINSLOW: I have
a group of skeptics

waiting for you to charm them.

Serena, so lovely.

If you'd be so kind, that way.

If you'd be so kind.

MRS. WINSLOW: Serena!
There you are.

SERENA: You look beautiful.

MRS. WINSLOW: Oh, hardly.

But thank you.

Come this way.

Evelyn.

Serena Joy, this is Evelyn.

- Hello.
- EVELYN: Blessed evening.

- MRS. WINSLOW: Gabrielle.
- GABRIELLE: Blessed evening.

- MRS. WINSLOW: And Ticona.
- SERENA: Blessed evening.

TICONA: Blessed evening.

Well, the space looks amazing.

Evelyn transformed it.

Thank you.

Although my Dennis will

take all the credit.

Isn't that what they all do?

MRS. WINSLOW: Every man
needs a safe space to strut

for the other peacocks.

That's why we have
our own peacocks

to strut for us.

MRS. WINSLOW: Yes.

[WIVES LAUGH]

Enjoy yourself, Serena.

You're among friends.

[ORCHESTRA CONCLUDES SONG]

[APPLAUSE]

[ORCHESTRA PLAYS SEDUCTIVE MUSIC]

You look stunning.

May I?

[MUSIC SLOWS DOWN]

[GUESTS APPLAUD]

[WIND HOWLS]

ALMA: What happened?

The Mackenzies are gone.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Gone where?

ALMA: I don't know.

Not even my Commander knows.

AUNT LYDIA: Why the long faces, girls?

It's a glorious morning.

Take a moment to abide

in the sunlight of His grace.

Today we purify

that most grievous of sins...

the endangerment of a sacred child.

[MUFFLED WHIMPERING]

AUNT LYDIA: By a Martha,

of all people.

Conspiring against the child

she was trusted

to protect.

No sin is more vile.

[MUFFLED SOBBING]

Places.

By His hand.

HANDMAIDS: By His hand.

Ofjoseph.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

No one escapes her sacred duty.

Heave!

Heave!

[MUFFLED WHIMPERING]

Heave!

[MUFFLED SOBBING]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

HANDMAIDS: By His hand.

AUNT LYDIA: Let that be
a lesson to you.

Disperse.

[MUSIC TURNS DARK]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

[SOMBER VOCALIZING]

[SIREN IN DISTANCE]

OFMATTHEW: You should be thankful.

Your temptation's been lifted.

OFJOSEPH: What did you do?

[TENSE MUSIC]

I saw you at Loaves and Fishes

talking to that Martha.

Aunt Lydia told me to watch you.

To try and protect you.

What did you say to her?

I saved you.

We saved you.

You "saved" me?

What did you do?

What did you do?

Do you have any idea
what you did?

Do you?

You fucking bitch!

- Do you?
- ALMA: June, stop it!

Do you know what you did?

["EVERY SINGLE NIGHT" BY FIONA APPLE]

[MUFFLED]
Do you?

♪ ♪

You fucking bitch!

FIONA: ♪ Every single night ♪

♪ I endure the flight ♪

♪ Of little wings of white-flamed ♪

[MUFFLED] Let me go!

FIONA: ♪ Butterflies in my brain ♪

♪ These ideas of mine ♪

- [MUFFLED] Let me go!
- FIONA: ♪ Percolate the mind ♪

♪ Trickle down the spine ♪

♪ Swarm the belly,
swellin' to a blaze ♪

♪ That's where
the pain comes in ♪

♪ Like a second skeleton ♪

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

♪ Tryin' to fit
beneath the skin ♪

[SONG CONTINUES]