The Handmaid's Tale (2017–…): Season 3, Episode 8 - Unfit - full transcript

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

[AUNT LYDIA BLOWS WHISTLE]

[WHIMPERING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

AUNT LYDIA: Today we purify

that most grievous of sins...

the endangerment of a child.

I try to think

of the good I can do.

If I can help
just one... person,

that's enough.

- You're with child?
- OFMATTHEW: Yes.



May He make me truly worthy.

- Again.
- Yes.

Mrs. Mackenzie
asked you to stop!

I just came from
my fourth hanging this week.

Her school. In Brookline.
Go to the gate.

Guardian Parker,
he's there today.

OFJOSEPH: Would you like
to go for a walk?

I... I really shouldn't.

I'll make sure
nothing happens to you.

Promise.

[GIRLS SHOUTING PLAYFULLY]

Hannah!

ELEANOR: Show me the children!

GUARDIAN: I can't have you like this...



- 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!

Is Mrs. Lawrence okay?

LAWRENCE: Do not presume

to speak to me about my wife!

ALMA: What happened?

The Mackenzies are gone.

- Gone where?
- ALMA: I don't know.

Not even my Commander knows.

OFMATTHEW: I saw you

at Loaves and Fishes
talking to that Martha.

- [MUFFLED SOBBING]
- [WHISTLE BLOWS]

I saved you.

Do you have any idea
what you did?

You fucking bitch!

Do you know what you did?

[ECHOING]
Do you?

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[WOMAN BREATHING HEAVILY]

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Breathe.

[SAD PIANO MUSIC]

AUNT LYDIA: Hold.

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Hold.

- AUNT LYDIA: Exhale.
- HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Exhale.

AUNT LYDIA: Exhale.

[LABORED BREATHING CONTINUES]

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Breathe.

Deeper breaths, Ofandy.

You're doing beautifully.

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Exhale.

JUNE: Frances was Hannah's Martha.

In the time before,

Frances was a sales manager

for a theatrical supply company.

HANDMAIDS:
Hold, hold.

JUNE: Frances tutored
kids after school.

Frances was saving up

for a trip to the Galapagos.

Frances loved my daughter.

Frances is dead.

And Hannah is gone.

- OFMATTHEW: Blessed day.
- ALMA: Don't talk to her.

JUNE: Because of her.

[CURIOUS MUSIC]

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Breathe.

Hold.

Exhale.

Breathe.

Hold.

Exhale.

Breathe.

Hold.

Exhale.

Breathe.

Hold.

Exhale.

Breathe.

Hold.

You're being so mean.

She got someone executed.

She doesn't feel sorry about it.

She should have kept
her fucking mouth shut.

She was just doing what
Aunt Lydia told her to.

Oh, I know.

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Exhale.

Breathe.

Hold.

Exhale.

Ofandy's contractions
have stopped.

Until we can be of use,

let us give her
some peace and quiet.

[DISH CLATTERING]

ALMA: Ofmatthew,

shame on you.

OFERIC: Butterfingers.

AUNT LYDIA: Out you go, girls,

back on the Birthmobile.

Tell your friends to cool it.

I'm sorry, Aunt Lydia.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You want to take my tongue out?

Burn my arm?
[CLICKS TONGUE]

Better hope they don't
need me on TV again

for Nichole.

Get on the bus, dear.

I don't think
we'll take you all home

just yet.

AUNT LYDIA: That Martha was salvaged

for plotting a heinous crime,

the theft of a child.

Who led her to conceive of such

an evil act?

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] She did.

AUNT LYDIA: And whose fault
is it that the Martha died?

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Her fault.

It's my fault, Aunt Lydia.

AUNT LYDIA: Testifying is...

where you unburden
yourself of sin,

is that right?

HANDMAIDS: Yes, Aunt Lydia.

Perhaps you think of yourself

as empty of sin.

Mmm-mmm.

No one is without sin,

Aunt Lydia.

AUNT LYDIA: That's exactly right.

Yeah.

In your selfishness,

there is someone else

you've forgotten you've wronged.

Someone you've hurt deeply.

That little girl Agnes,

of course.

That Martha loved

and cared for her.

Think of that little girl,

without that warmth

in her life.

Whose fault is that?

[DARK MUSIC]

My fault.

AUNT LYDIA: Mmm.

Agnes's family was

forced to relocate.

She was ripped from her home,

her friends, her school.

Everything she knew.

Her world is emptier

and colder now than it ever was.

Whose fault is that?

[SOFTLY] It's my fault.

AUNT LYDIA: Mmm.

It is a wicked,

selfish fool

who chooses another wicked,

selfish fool

as her example.

Especially when there are the...

godly,

obedient,

and joyful

among you.

Yes, Ofjoseph.

I have something
else to testify.

AUNT LYDIA: What is that?

Ofmatthew doesn't want her baby.

[HANDMAIDS GASPING SOFTLY]

Oh, shit.

Is this true, Ofmatthew?

No, Aunt Lydia.

Testify.

[STUTTERING]
I only felt that way

for a second.

Just a second.

[SIGHS]

Ofjoseph.

Go on.
Go on.

[STUTTERING]
Well, it was just a second.

It just feels different.

This one, I think it's a girl,

and the others were boys,

so I just, I got scared.

Scared of what
her life would be.

Only God knows that.

She thinks she knows
better than God.

[SCOFFS]
That's a sin.

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Sinner.

AUNT LYDIA: And to refuse

God's blessings of a child

is among the gravest of sins.

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Sinner.

[STUTTERING] No, no,
but I don't reject her.

I want...
I want her!

I swear I do!
I love her!

I love her!

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Sinner.

[STUTTERING] No, no!

No! No, no! I want her!

I swear I want her!

I love her! I love her!

AUNT LYDIA: Ofmatthew.

Don't be a crybaby.

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Crybaby.

[OFMATTHEW HOLDS BACK SOBS]

AUNT LYDIA: There's
my good girl.

[WHIMPERS]

AUNT LYDIA: Oh!

You feel better now, don't you?

- Yes, Aunt Lydia.
- AUNT LYDIA: Hmm.

[OFMATTHEW CONTINUES CRYING]

[INDISTINCT RHYTHMIC CLATTERING]

[WOMAN AND CHILD CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

[SCHOOL BELL RINGING]

RYAN: Am I alive?

WOMAN: No.

Was I a movie star?

WOMAN: Mmm...

Not exactly.

I'd say no.

RYAN: Are we studying
me right now in school?

[CHUCKLES] Yes.

Good question!

Was I smart?

LYDIA: Yes.

JIM: You're still here.

LYDIA: Keep thinking
of questions

'cause I know you're gonna get

a bright idea.

[CARS HONKING OUTSIDE]

I left her another message.

I hope she's all right.

SECURITY: Mr. Thorne,

I'm sorry, it's 6:15.

I think it's too cold
to wait outside.

I'm gonna take him home.

Are you sure?

LYDIA: Sure.
It's no problem.

"Don't forget to show
hospitality to strangers,

for thereby some
have entertained the angels."

Hebrews... 13.

Yes!

JIM: I've always
liked that chapter.

Mmm.

Are you hungry, honey?

A little.

- A bag of potato chips.
- JIM: Huh.

That's what she
packed for his lunch.

[DIALING]

[PHONE RINGS]

ANSWERING MACHINE: Please leave a message.

[BEEPS]
Noelle.

It's Lydia Clements again.

I'm gonna take
Ryan home with me.

Give me a buzz
when you get this,

and I'll text you the address.

I hope you like chili.

The same chili you
made for in-service day?

[LAUGHS] Yes.

Oh! You're in for a treat.

Miss Clements' chili is famous.

[EVERYONE LAUGHS]

NOELLE: Sorry.
I am so sorry!

- Hey, buddy.
- RYAN: Mom!

Hey.

JIM: We were
starting to worry.

I got held up at work.

And I got here
as fast as I could.

I'm so sorry.

He's hungry.

NOELLE: Um, we can stop
at a drive-through.

On the way home, buddy, okay?

We had McDonald's last night.

NOELLE: We can talk
about it in the car, okay?

RYAN: I want chili!
- That's my fault.

I put chili in his head.

So why don't you both
join me for dinner?

Oh, no, we couldn't.
I... Thank you.

Nonsense. I've made
enough for an army.

Growing boys need
more than burgers,

don't you think?

Yeah.

Sure.
Thank you.

Ah.
Wonderful!

Please say
"thank you." Yeah?

- Thank you.
- Good boy.

- Good night, Principal Jim.
- Good night, Ryan.

- Thank you.
- I'll see you in a minute.

- Enjoy the chili.
- I'll see you. Thank you.

Come here, buddy.

[WHISPERS] Hey!

I'll see you later.

Have a good night.

Yeah.
You too.

JIM: Good job.

Thank you.

NOELLE: They just look at you

and make assumptions, you know?

- LYDIA: Mmm.
- NOELLE: Like,

I'm dressing for tips, asshole.

I don't actually like you.

I'm sorry.
I, um...

I try not to swear around Ryan.

I've never heard him

use language like that.

Anyway, it's just like,

just because I bring you a drink

doesn't mean that
you have a right

to grab my rear, right?

LYDIA: Right!
[NOELLE CHUCKLES]

What did you do?

I dumped that Long Island
Iced Tea right in his lap.

[CHUCKLES]

It's actually why I was late.

I kind of got chewed
out by my manager

after my shift.

Maybe you should get
a different job.

One where you're not
around so many...

Assholes?

I was going to say "men."

NOELLE: Oh. Right.

Mmm.

Do you have a boyfriend?

Or girlfriend?

Whatever.

I was married.

Uh, he was a mistake.

RYAN: Ms. Clements.

Am I Thomas Edison?

You are.

Well done.

[CHUCKLES]

We were playing
Twenty Questions.

He is so special.

You're very blessed.

NOELLE: I know.

He deserves more.

Better.
I don't know.

But all he has is me.

So...

You could be better.

[DARK MUSIC]

NOELLE: Hmm.

[PENCIL SCRATCHING LOUDLY]

[FLOORBOARDS CREAKING]

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

Bless you for sharing

what you knew

about Ofmatthew.

No telling where that
might have gone.

You're welcome, Aunt Lydia.

[DOOR OPENS]

[SIGHS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

LAWRENCE: Back so soon?

It wasn't time.

LAWRENCE: Oh.

[LAWRENCE SIGHS]

Commander Lawrence, sir.

I need to know if you've learned

anything about Hannah
or the Mackenzies

- and where they...
- LAWRENCE: No.

Don't ask me again.

I don't know where she is.

And I don't know
anybody who does.

Go to your room.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[DRAGGING FINGER ACROSS CARPET]

JUNE: Who can remember pain,

once it's over?

All that remains of it

is a shadow.

Not in the mind even,

in the flesh.

Pain marks you,

but too deep to see.

Out of sight, out of mind.

[KNOCKING]
[DOOR OPENS]

You're awake.

What is it?

They said to get dressed.

Birthmobile's
waiting downstairs.

[SPIRITUAL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[CHOIR VOCALIZING]

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Breathe.

AUNT LYDIA: That's it.

Breathe through it, Ofandy.

[OFANDY WAILING]

JUNE: How did that rhyme go?

The one we'd jump rope to?

Tinker, tailor,

soldier, sailor,

rich man, poor man,

beggar man, thief.

A game to tell

what our children
would grow up to be.

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Push.

JUNE: The list is a lot shorter now.

Especially if it's a girl.

Martha, Jezebel,

Handmaid, Wife.

[OFANDY GASPING]

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Push.

AUNT LYDIA: All right.
How are we doing?

AUNT ELIZABETH: I see the head!

We see the head!
[OFANDY SCREAMING]

HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Breathe.

AUNT LYDIA: Push. Push.
HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Push.

AUNT LYDIA: Breathe!
HANDMAIDS: [CHANTING] Push.

[OFANDY CONTINUES SCREAMING]

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

WIFE: Oh, here she is!

[WIFE GASPS]

AUNT LYDIA: You did it, love.

Good girl!
She's beautiful!

[ALL CHATTERING JOYFULLY]

AUNT LYDIA: There we are.

[CHATTERING STOPS]

[GASPS]

No.

No.

[CRYING] No!
It can't be!

No!
No!

It's my daughter!

WIFE 2: Come!
Come, come!

She's sleeping!

[SOBBING]

AUNT LYDIA: No, no.

You shouldn't be seeing this.

Come along.
Get some air.

[SOBBING]

[SOMBER PIANO MUSIC]

AUNT ELIZABETH: Go to your sister.

JUNE: I didn't know

what it was that I felt,

there with Ofandy

and her baby.

But I do now.

Relief.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]

[DOOR OPENS]

[LAWRENCE SIGHS]

So.

A boy or a girl?

Mrs. Lawrence will want to know.

OFJOSEPH: Dead.

Oh.

Well.

She... she doesn't
have to know that

when you tell her.

Maybe you could

spend some time
with her tomorrow.

Playing cards or...

something.

You're...

you're good with her.

You're good for her.

Anyway.

You act like you care

about your wife.

I mean, I...

I know you don't
give a shit about

the rest of us.

But you do realize

that this world
that you built...

here,

is destroying her.

And that,

with one phone call,

you could have her out.

But you're keeping her hostage.

You're not protecting her.

You're killing her.

I'll bet that felt good.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[LAUGHS]

The Carvers.

I know it's been
a trying day, ladies,

but God sees our labors.

The Carvers are quick to anger.

They need someone quiet.

Calm.

Sonya.

AUNT LYDIA: Ah.

They don't want a
Handmaid of color.

[SIGHS]

Vivian?

AUNT LYDIA: Oh. Very good.

[DOGS BARKING OUTSIDE]

Sonya would be good

for the Holbecks.

Where'd I put them?

They're right here.

AUNT LYDIA: Oh.

Thank you.

AUNT ELIZABETH: There is [SIGHS]

the question of Ofandy.

Once she's ready to return

to service, of course.

The Allstons won't have her back.

They already told me.

And word will have gotten around

about her failure today.

Poor thing.

I know.

Such a good girl.

Unlike some.

Why our Lord above

would withhold His blessings

from a girl like that

and give two healthy babies

to someone like Ofjoseph.

I have tried with that one,

so help me.

Sometimes there's just a bad apple.

Hmph. Amen.

AUNTS: Amen.

[CHRISTMAS MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO]

LYDIA: One more.

NOELLE: Oh, no, Lydia.
It's too many.

LYDIA: Here, honey.
- Is it an iPad?

[LYDIA LAUGHS]

LYDIA: Honey.

It's what we had before iPads.

[CHUCKLES]
I know,

how did we ever survive?

NOELLE: Buddy!

Give her a hug.

What do you say?

Thank you, Aunt Lydia.

NOELLE: Uh-huh. And?
- You're welcome, dear.

RYAN: And we've got
something for you, too.

Oh. You shouldn't
have done that.

Please.

[RYAN GRUNTS]

[LYDIA LAUGHS]

Aww. Thank you.

You're welcome.

LYDIA: Oh!

[CHUCKLING]
One of the reasons

I like working with children

is that I don't have to bother

with this nonsense.

Well, it'll get you out there.

You can't be alone.

I'm not alone.

I know.

I just mean, um...

it doesn't seem like

there's been someone special

for you in a while,

and you deserve that.

Because you have
so much love to give.

Oh!

You should save your money.

NOELLE: Employee discount.

And I picked out every color

special for you.

LYDIA: Oh.

Can I?

Oh, all right.
[NOELLE LAUGHS]

Okay.

Now, I love this foundation.

Mmm.

'Cause you don't need a lot

to get really good coverage.

[NOELLE GIGGLES]

Okay.

[NOELLE CHUCKLES]

How is Jason?

That dirtbag?

Kicked him to the curb.

Good.

Okay.
Blush.

Mmm-hmm.

Just goes on the apples
of your cheeks.

Okay.

I met someone, though.

He's in IT.

Oh! There's a lot
of good jobs in that field.

Does he like kids?

He's got two of his own, so...

yeah.

And he says
he's gonna leave his wife.

I know I'm not as far along

as we would like,

but I'm trying.

That's what counts, dear.

NOELLE: Mmm-hmm. Okay.

The eyes.

- Okay.
- Mmm-hmm.

This color is great
for a daytime look,

and this one for a night out.

A night out?
Yeah.

Come on. We gotta
get you out there, Lydia.

LYDIA: Hmm.

[LYDIA CHUCKLES]

If I'm going to try harder,

so are you.

Okay.

NOELLE: Okay.

[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Hi.

WOMAN: May I check your coat?

Oh yes, thank you.

Thank you.

Oh.

Oh!
[CHUCKLES]

Hi.

Hi.

- LYDIA: How are you?
- Good.

LYDIA: Oh, my goodness.
I was about to leave.

I thought I was maybe
in the wrong place.

- Well, I'm glad you're here.
- LYDIA: Me too.

- You look lovely.
- LYDIA: Thank you so much.

[LYDIA CHUCKLES]
I see.

JIM: This just seemed festive.

Sure, sure.

[SLOW GUITAR MUSIC]

JIM: Last New Year's,

I made mac and cheese...

[LYDIA LAUGHS]

...had a bottle of
sparkling cider.

LYDIA: Oh, my.

JIM: Fell asleep by 10:00.

So, this is a big improvement.

I should say.

Oh, my.

- Oh, no, thank you.
- JIM: Lydia.

Special occasion.

Excuse me.

LYDIA: Thank you very much.

JIM: Thanks.

Thank you.

Hard to believe teaching's
your second career.

- Oh...
- JIM: You're a natural.

Well,
family law was good practice.

I mean, the system now is better

because it's all
been privatized,

but then it was
very frustrating.

'Cause you couldn't
help as many children

as you wanted to.
You know?

I've never seen
anyone so devoted.

I've always admired you.

I'm fond of you, too.

- Oh, my.
- JIM: Wow.

LYDIA: It's a feast.
[JIM CHUCKLES]

JIM: It looks great.
Thank you.

LYDIA: Oh, my goodness.
JIM: Shall we say grace?

Lord, we thank you

for your many blessings.

For this food, good fellowship,

and the year
ahead. Amen.

LYDIA: Amen.

And cheers.

LYDIA: Cheers.

["ISLANDS IN THE STREAM" BY KENNY ROGERS FT.
DOLLY PARTON PLAYING ON KARAOKE MACHINE]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[EXCLAIMING HAPPILY]

♪ Baby,
when I met you ♪

♪ There was peace unknown ♪

♪ I set out to get you ♪

♪ With a fine-tooth comb ♪

♪ I was soft inside ♪

♪ There was somethin' going on ♪

[LAUGHING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

I forgot this is a duet.

I might need some help.

♪ Do something to me ♪

♪ That I can't explain ♪

I need help.

Oh, you over there!
Come over here!

- Me? No!
- JIM: Yeah, you!

- No, I can't!
- JIM: Miss! Please?

Please!
Please!

Come on!
Come on.

Would you help me, please?

Please!
Please!

No way!

No, Jim.
I don't sing!

Come on.
It's a duet!

It's a duet.

Please, help me out.

Come on, Lydia!
Come on!

[CROWD CHEERING]

Lydia Clements, everyone!

LYDIA: Okay,
here we go.

BOTH: ♪ Ah-ah ♪

♪ Makin' love
with each other ♪

♪ Ah-ah ♪

♪ Islands in
the stream ♪

♪ That is
what we are ♪

♪ No one
in between ♪

♪ How can
we be wrong? ♪

♪ Sail away
with me ♪

♪ To another world ♪

♪ And we rely
on each other ♪

♪ Ah-ah ♪

♪ From one lover
to another ♪

♪ Ah-ah ♪

- JIM: Huh?
- Not bad, huh?

Not bad.

[CROWD CHEERING]

[SLOW, ROMANTIC MUSIC]

CROWD: Nine, eight,
seven, six,

five, four, three, two, one!

[CROWD CHEERING]

Happy New Year.

Happy New Year, Jim.

CROWD: ♪ Should auld acquaintance ♪

♪ Be forgot ♪

♪ And never brought to mind? ♪

♪ Should auld acquaintance ♪

♪ Be forgot ♪

♪ And auld lang syne? ♪

♪ For auld lang syne, my dear ♪

JIM: Lovely!

I didn't put one up this year.

My son couldn't
make it home and uh...

my wife passed
almost three years ago, so...

it's been a quiet Christmas.

Well, if I had known,

I would have invited you.

The more the merrier.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Next Christmas, then.

Next Christmas.

[BOTH MOANING]

[JIM GASPS]

Oh.

Forgive me.

JIM: Don't apologize.

[SIGHS]

I don't know what
I was thinking.

JIM: I've had a great time.

Really.
It's just...

too soon for me.

I understand.
I understand.

[SORROWFUL MUSIC]

JIM: Lydia.

[LYDIA GASPS]

JIM: I'd love to see you again.

Yes. I'll see you at school.

JIM: Good night.

[CRYING]

[GLASS SHATTERING]

She's unable to maintain
a steady job.

She sends the child
to school without breakfast,

let alone lunch.
I've often seen him

unwashed, wearing dirty clothes.

AGENT: Do they go to church?

LYDIA: I've tried.

She carries on with men.

I know of three
in the last few months.

One of whom was married.

[AGENT GRUNTS IN DISGUST]

Is there really enough here

to trigger an emergency removal?

The child is vulnerable

to a corrupting influence.

We are required by law

to report moral weakness,

Mr. Thorne.

AGENT: In my judgment,
Miss Clements' assessment

of this case is accurate,

and the correct steps
have been taken.

Okay.

AGENT: If you just could sign
at the bottom, please.

Mmm-hmm.

Here?

AGENT: Yes.
Don't worry about Ryan.

He's in a proper
foster home now,

I can assure you. Hmm.

AGENT: And there's a long list

of wonderful couples
who are desperate to adopt.

I'm sure.

So many people...

with so much...

love to give.

Thank you.

NOELLE: Get off me!

Where is she?
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

SECURITY: Ma'am!

Ma'am!
[NOELLE CRYING]

NOELLE: How could you do this to us?

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

I had to,

to protect Ryan.

From what?

[STUTTERING]
He's fine!

He needs me!

- He needs his mother!
- AGENT: Ma'am,

you're entitled to appeal our
determination at your hearing

in six weeks.
Six weeks!

Why?

This is your fault, Noelle.

You must know that.

You're ruining his life.

You're a fucking coldhearted bitch!

SECURITY: Ma'am! Ma'am.
NOELLE: That's never... She doesn't...

I forgive you.

NOELLE: No! This isn't right...

SECURITY: Calm down!

NOELLE: This is her fault!
This is...

You are ruining his life,

you fucking bitch!
It's her!

SECURITY: Take a breath!
NOELLE: She did this!

[NOELLE SOBBING]

[SIGHS]

We never had issues with Ofjoseph

before the Waterfords.

[LAUGHS BITTERLY]

A problem household,

to say the least.

And she was there
for all that business

with Emily.
Mmm.

AUNT ELIZABETH: And Lillie.

Trouble with two
walking partners.

Now three.

And Ofmatthew is pregnant.

The Calhouns' baby
must be protected.

Not every household

and Handmaid is a good fit.

Environment cannot
be underestimated

as an influence.

Sometimes it's the apple,

and sometimes

it's the barrel.

[WIND HOWLING]

[CURIOUS MUSIC]

OFJOSEPH: I hurt her.

And I enjoyed it.

The Wives and Aunts, too,

grieving over
Ofandy's dead child.

And Lawrence.

They all deserve to suffer.

It's an acquired taste,

seeing others in pain.

Like that smoky scotch

Luke got as a gift once.

I grew to like that.

Blessed be the fruit.

May the Lord open.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

[DOOR BEEPS]

ANNOUNCER: Attention
all Marthas and Handmaids.

Due to the weather,

it is advised to stay
on the main roadways.

Walk with God.

JUNE: I finally
know how Ofglen felt.

What made her
put on that bomb vest.

Hey, hey.

Hey, are you okay?

Yesterday was tough.

I'm fine.

Ofjoseph.

A word, if you please.

[SOFT MUZAK]

Of course, Aunt Lydia.

And I know how Emily felt,

right before she stuck a knife

in Lydia's back.

ANNOUNCER: Attention Handmaids.

Please stay with your partner

at all times.

I was thinking
about you last night.

How I have failed you.

I prayed on it.

Yes, Aunt Lydia?

AUNT LYDIA: All I want is for my girls

to be protected and safe

as they fulfill
their sacred duty.

I think it's about time

we got you out of that house.

What?

It's become quite clear

that the Lawrence household

is dangerously unorthodox.

First Emily,

then all your recent troubles.

It's my understanding

that Commander Lawrence
requested me personally.

AUNT LYDIA: There are
Commanders more powerful

than Lawrence, dear.

In the end, it's about
the fitness of the family.

It's okay.

AUNT LYDIA: Eleanor is ill, as you know.

And Commander Lawrence...
[OFMATTHEW WHIMPERS]

AUNT LYDIA: [ECHOING] Well, is that really

a home for a child?

[CONTINUES WHIMPERING]

JANINE: Ofmatthew.

[OFMATTHEW GASPS]

[GROWLING]

[GROANS]

[HANDMAIDS SCREAMING]

Oh!
Ofmatthew!

Stop it!
Stop it!

Ofmatthew!
[OFMATTHEW GRUNTING]

Stop it!
[JANINE GROANING]

Stop it!
[OFMATTHEW CRYING]

Oh!

[SOBBING]

GUARDIAN: Everybody out!
Everybody out!

AUNT LYDIA: No!

[GRUNTS]
[GROANS]

[WHIMPERING]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

[PANICKED SCREAMING]

No!
[GUN COCKS]

HANDMAID 1: Get down!

[SHRIEKING]

[SOBBING]

[YELPS]

[FRIGHTENED SCREAMING]

HANDMAID 2: Get down! Get down!

HANDMAID 3: Please! Please!

[SHRIEKING]

[CONTINUES SOBBING]

[GUARDIANS SHOUTING ORDERS]

[MUZAK DISTORTS]

Oh.

Natalie!
[GUN SHOTS]

[GROANS]

[ECHOING]
Oh!

[TENSE MUSIC]

[WIND HOWLING]

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Oh, God!
Oh!

Oh, no!
Oh, no!

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

[CONFUSED SHOUTING]

[BODY DRAGS LOUDLY]

[BODY SQUEAKING]

[SINISTER MUSIC]

[UPBEAT PIANO MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY]

["WHATEVER WILL BE, WILL BE" BY DORIS DAY]

♪ ♪

DORIS: ♪ When I was just a little girl ♪

♪ I asked my mother ♪
[SONG CONTINUES]