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

MARK: Commander Waterford, you have now crossed into Canada.

We are arresting you...

Serena! She's done nothing wrong.

MARK: For war crimes and crimes of aggression

in violation of international human rights treaties

and international law.

- LAWRENCE: You should go. - Eleanor!

You were raped because of him!

OFJOSEPH: I need him now.

I have a plan, Eleanor.

Are you Billy? You have access to a cargo plane.

- You want a ride. - OFJOSEPH: Not for me. For Beth,

and a Commander, and his wife.

- And 52 children. - (SCOFFS)

OFJOSEPH: So you'll do it?

Maybe.

WINSLOW: Ofjoseph.

It is you.

Let's talk.

Sit down.

(WHISPERS) Take off your panties.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

You bitch!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPING)

(GRUNTS)

MAUREEN: Hey! There's a service elevator

at the end of the hall, on the left.

They grabbed me in Chicago.

I saw you, at the cages.

You saved me.

Godspeed.

They'll be coming for us.

(SILENCE)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

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JUNE: First, you hear the van.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Pulling up.

Tires on the driveway.

(BRAKES GRINDING TO A HAULT)

Doors closing.

- (VEHICLE DOORS CLOSING) - (INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Voices.

Footsteps.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

- (DOOR OPENING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Then, boots on the stairs.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Boots.

(FOOTSTEPS GROW NEARER)

Coming.

(FOOTSTEPS SPEEDING UP)

(GASPS) Oh!

You scared me.

(EXHALES)

I'm sorry.

(SIGHS)

There are people down... downstairs.

Men... with Joseph.

What do they want?

Joseph said just...

coffee and... and sandwiches.

Beth might need help.

Yes, ma'am.

Go!

And you should... you should leave that here.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

LAWRENCE: (STUTTERS) And then what?

Are you familiar with the idea that it is easier

to get into a shooting war than it is to get out of it?

CALHOUN: We have to make a response.

PUTNAM: We need to be patient and then make a response.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

LAWRENCE: So, you... You're drawing conclusions?

PUTNAM: We've confirmed the reports.

CALHOUN: It's an act of aggression.

(CONVERSATION CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

(RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES)

Blessed day.

OFJOSEPH: Blessed day.

(TAKES DEEP BREATH)

Can I help you?

BETH: I think you get a day off,

after last night. Very impressive.

What does that mean?

BETH: You're fucking fantastic.

Billy's in.

Flight's a week from today.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(STIFLES LAUGH)

Who's in there with Lawrence?

SIENNA: Commanders.

They've got some big bug up their asses.

One of them wants to launch an attack.

"Teach them a lesson", he keeps saying.

I'll take the tray in.

PUTNAM: The Canadians have shown their hand.

We need to respond.

CALHOUN: Canada is holding them,

but the Americans are behind this.

Sienna busy, is she?

- OFJOSEPH: Yes, sir. - Hmm.

CALHOUN: We need troops on the border to send a signal.

LAWRENCE: Look at you.

Salivating.

PUTNAM: He's presenting to the Council of War.

We're planning to meet today.

LAWRENCE: Ah, did they have a meeting to plan the meeting?

CALHOUN: You joke when it's open season on Commanders?

LAWRENCE: Now that those two are out of the picture,

you come to me?

PUTNAM: We need a voice of reason

and restraint.

You still have a lot of support.

LAWRENCE: Yet I've been stripped of my high-level clearance.

- PUTNAM: It's just politics. - LAWRENCE: I see.

PUTNAM: Given the circumstances,

that can be restored.

CALHOUN: Or just hide here with your books.

Business as usual.

PUTNAM: Show some respect!

(LAWRENCE GRUNTS)

CALHOUN: Forgive me, sir.

I spent the whole night at the hospital...

with my son.

LAWRENCE: How is the little guy?

CALHOUN: He's uh, tough.

All three pounds of him.

Oh, praise be.

Gentlemen, I thank you for the briefing,

but now...

I need to mull.

Under His eye.

You might be the only one happy about this.

Blessed day.

Blessed day, sir.

- LAWRENCE: Blessed day. - (DOOR SHUTS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Well... you're off the hook.

Or off the wall, I should say. For now.

What happened?

(SIGHS) Lucky for you,

they think Winslow's just missing.

They got...

taken in a plot by those tricky Americans.

Taken?

Captured?

Snatched?

Like the Waterfords?

Who are now in custody in Toronto.

They went rogue,

expecting to get your baby back.

But they were ambushed.

They're... They're in prison?

LAWRENCE: Facing trial as war criminals.

I guess they didn't bring

52 kids with them.

What is the deal with the plane?

- A week. - Can't come soon enough.

OFJOSEPH: Yes, sir.

Cheer up.

Fred and Serena are toast, and you just...

got away with murder.

All in all, not a bad morning.

(BITTERSWEET MUSIC)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(LAUGHING)

(CRYING TEARS OF HAPINESS)

(LAUGHING)

(SIGHS)

(SIRENS WAILING)

ANNOUNCER: May I have your attention, please?

There's a special on canned peaches.

Limit of four cans per household.

Praise be.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

OFJOSEPH: (WHISPERING) It's happening, a week from today.

For real? What now?

Marthas will bring the kids

to the Lawrence house after dark.

Then he'll get them to the plane.

Amherst is too far.

Dylan?

Do you trust your Martha?

Yeah.

She's a bitch, but yeah.

Have her get a message to his house.

You have to try.

Hey.

You'll always be his mother.

You know that.

BUTCHER: Twenty-two. Number 22.

Here you are.

That's two tokens.

ANNOUNCER: Blessed day.

Just a reminder to stay within eyesight

of your walking partner.

Thank you.

RITA: It's good to see you.

OFJOSEPH: You too.

Wait till you hear.

OFJOSEPH: I've heard.

Can you believe it?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

I can't stop imagining them

in orange jumpsuits. (SNICKERS)

The Eyes came to ask me what I knew.

What'd you say?

RITA: That Serena left,

excited to be with the baby.

She was nice to me when she said goodbye.

She's only nice when she's up to something.

RITA: I heard what the Marthas are planning.

I told them that I want in.

Escort a kid.

Whatever.

Is this your idea?

Such a boss now.

(EMOTIONAL PIANO MUSIC)

I'm proud of you.

(DOOR BEEPS AND OPENS)

GUARD: Five minutes.

(DOOR BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS)

(EXHALING SHARPLY)

(SNIFFLES)

Did they hurt you?

No. (SNIFFS) No, of course not.

WATERFORD: Tell them you've done nothing wrong.

You played no part in any of it.

SERENA: Oh, Fred. Don't say anything to them.

WATERFORD: God help me, I'll get you out of here.

SERENA: Listen, we don't have much time.

Listen to me. Don't give them anything

that they can use against you at the trial.

WATERFORD: It won't get that far. Gilead will demand our release.

SERENA: Oh, but you must be smart.

This could mean life in prison. (SOBS)

(WATERFORD SHUSHING)

Or it could mean extradition

somewhere that they could...

Look at me.

I won't let anything happen to you.

Shh.

You have to stop worrying about me now.

(SHUDDERS, GULPS)

You have to save yourself.

I'll be fine.

(DARK MUSIC)

(BOTH BREATHING SHAKILY)

What?

(SERENA GASPING)

What have you done?

(GULPS, GRUNTS)

What have you done?

I want to be with my daughter.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

How could you?

(SOBS) I... Please, try to understand me.

It's always been about you.

What you want, what you need.

No, she needs me!

My daughter needs me!

I pity the child

that has you as her mother.

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(GASPS)

I will pray for you, Fred.

(WATERFORD BREATHING SHAKILY)

(DOOR BEEPS, UNLOCKS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(DOOR BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS)

(ELEANOR SOBBING SOFTLY)

OFJOSEPH: Mrs. Lawrence?

What's wrong?

I just... needed a moment. (SIGHING)

I should go back.

Joseph would want me to.

I'll go with you.

ELEANOR: You're always so good to me.

NAOMI: Hear us, O Lord,

for You are our help and our comfort.

Come in, my love.

Ofjoseph.

Let us pray for Commander Winslow's safety.

NAOMI: Dear Lord,

we pray that You watch over him

and give him strength

in the presence of danger.

Amen.

- LAWRENCE: Amen. - MRS. WINSLOW: Amen.

Amen.

MRS. WINSLOW: Thank you for your kindness.

NAOMI: Are there any leads at all?

None that I've heard of.

I'm so afraid for my children.

(SCOFFS) Your children?

LAWRENCE: Of course.

Of course.

May God watch over Commander Winslow.

Wherever he is.

You will pray for his safe return.

I will do that, Mrs. Winslow.

NAOMI: By God's grace,

George will be home with you soon.

(LAWRENCE SIGHS)

But the other Commanders are focused on politics.

Just an excuse to blow things up.

Boys will be boys.

MRS. WINSLOW: Please, Commander.

Help me get George back.

I can't be a woman alone with six children.

They'll take them away.

We could take them with us.

(TENSE MUSIC)

Don't... Don't we have room?

LAWRENCE: Room here?

Of course. Of course.

All the children can come.

We can save all of them.

Mi casa es... su casa.

God bless you, both.

Hopefully things won't get that far.

NAOMI: They sent the Eyes to question Warren and me.

As if we'd know anything about Fred and Serena.

Poor things.

MRS. WINSLOW: At least we know where they are.

- (OBJECTS CLATTER) - (SCANNER BEEPS)

GUARD: Empty your pockets.

All loose items.

Bags and purses.

MOIRA: (SCOFFS) How did this happen?

We're the danger?

Protecting them from us?

GUARD: The notebook, sir.

Yeah.

MOIRA: Ah! Ready?

GUARD: Ma'am, that stroller

needs to go through the machine.

LUKE: It's all right. It's all right.

Do you want the kid, too?

Could be packing heat.

Baby assassin.

LUKE: Do not joke. They won't let us in.

Good. We shouldn't be here.

GUARD: Fold the stroller.

Hold the child.

MOIRA: Hey, hey, hey.

(COOING)

Okay.

LUKE: It's part of the deal, all right?

It'll be worth it to see 'em in here.

MOIRA: I'm chill.

All right? You be chill.

- LUKE: I am chill. - MOIRA: You too.

- (SCANNER BEEPING) - Oh, for...

Sorry, I got my, um...

GUARD: You'll be given badges.

Wear them at all times.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(DOOR BEEPS, UNLOCKS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS)

MARK: Good morning.

Morning.

I thought I had the wrong room for a second.

How many other women are imprisoned here?

MARK: You've been detained

until we finish the process

with the Commander.

How'd he take it?

As you can imagine.

Well, he's not your concern anymore.

He's my husband.

Sorry.

I know this has been difficult.

But look to the future.

She's here.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Okay. Ah... I'm ready.

(KNOCK AT DOOR, DOOR BEEPS)

(DOOR OPENS)

MARK: Mrs. Waterford,

this is Bonnie Pincus from Social Services.

Hello.

Blessed day.

Uh, hello.

And, um, Moira Strand.

(DOOR CLOSES, LOCK CLICKS)

(SIGHS)

It's nice to meet you.

I'm June's friend.

Uh, thank you so much

for bringing Nichole here...

June's daughter.

(NICHOLE BABBLING)

(IMITATES NICHOLE)

So, Moira will stay in the waiting room

while you have your visit.

(WHISPERS) I'm gonna be back.

You're gonna have a good visit.

Then I'm gonna pick you up and take you home.

- In an hour. - (BABBLING)

MARK: We all know the terms.

MOIRA: (CLEARS THROAT) Excuse me. I put...

I put some diapers and stuff in her bag,

and if she gets cranky,

just... give her, give her Herman.

I'm sure that she will be fine with me.

- Who are you, really? - MARK: Moira...

No.

Just because you got some new clothes

doesn't make you any different.

(NICHOLE COOING)

Right?

You are still the same woman

who held my friend down

so your husband could rape her.

MARK: That's uncalled for.

Fuck you.

You know, he raped me, too,

at the whorehouse.

Treated me like shit,

- like I was worthless. - (KNOCK AT DOOR)

(DOOR OPENS)

Look, I am who I am, and I...

have sinned plenty.

But you... you are the gender traitor.

- (NICHOLE COOS) - Nichole,

- I'll be back soon. - (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC)

(EXHALES SHAKILY)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS)

(SIGHS)

_

(NICHOLE FUSSING)

(SOFTLY) Oh.

You're okay.

(NICHOLE CONTINUES FUSSING)

You're okay.

It's okay.

(SHUSHING)

Just a little stranger anxiety.

(NICHOLE CRYING)

Oh, it's okay.

It's okay.

(SHUSHING)

It's okay.

It's your momma.

Hey, Nichole.

BONNIE: Mrs. Waterford,

you can't use terms like that.

You'll confuse her.

(NICHOLE CRIES)

(NICHOLE FUSSING)

It's okay.

I know. I know.

LAWRENCE: I said, "And then what?"

Am I not making myself clear?

What happens next?

What is the end game?

Is it... Is it World War III?

Do you understand that it's easier

to get into a conflict

than it is to get out of one?

Do you understand the concept

of unintended consequ...

No, you cannot close the border.

The effect that it will have on trade?

Have you thought about that?

It will strangle us.

No, you know how to speak, you tell 'em.

Idiot.

(HUFFS)

I should put a bell around your neck.

Trouble?

LAWRENCE: Just a bunch of blowhards

with itchy trigger fingers.

They may close the border.

Move up our departure date.

It doesn't work like that, sir.

Yeah, well, make it work.

The plane is on a weekly schedule.

It has to look legit.

Okay. We're... We're stuck?

No, you need to convince them to keep the border open.

- (SIGHS) - (FOOTSTEPS)

Sweetheart?

Where are you going?

ELEANOR: The Salengers' house.

There's that sweet little boy David.

We can get him out.

Mrs. Lawrence.

It's okay.

You don't have to do that, okay?

'Cause we're taking care of all of that.

(STAMMERS) But there's that

blonde girl that lives down the street?

- I can tell her parents. - No.

- ELEANOR: They have no idea... - (DOOR SHUTS)

You're not gonna tell her parents. Come with me.

Hannah! What about Hannah?

OFJOSEPH: The Mackenzies have moved,

and I don't know where she is!

ELEANOR: But the children! What about the other children?

Let's go back to that school...

Stop it! Stop it!

LAWRENCE: Watch who you're talking to.

Stop! No, you should've kept your mouth shut!

(BLEAK MUSIC)

You cannot say anything!

Do you understand? You cannot!

Do you understand?

LAWRENCE: Enough!

Enough.

No, Joseph, she's right. I... (STAMMERS)

I wasn't thinking.

(SOFTLY) Okay.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Okay.

(ELEANOR SOBS QUIETLY)

LAWRENCE: Sweetheart.

Sweetheart, all you need to do...

is to think about our life

when we are out of this place.

- Our life? - LAWRENCE: Yes, my love.

We'll leave all this behind.

All of it.

Can we really do that?

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

LAWRENCE: Get some rest, my love.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

You poisoned her.

Exploited her obsession with that baby for this...

political theater.

MARK: Commander Waterford,

your wife is too smart to be manipulated.

You know her better than anyone.

Consider this an opportunity.

WATERFORD: For rest and relaxation? (SCOFFS)

MARK: A chance to explain.

The whole world... is eager to hear

from a man of your stature.

Help us understand Gilead.

(SCOFFS)

Manipulation won't work for me either.

Fair enough.

Someone's uh... asked for a meeting.

Luke Bankole.

The guard will stay, of course.

(SCOFFS)

He's here now?

For a discussion.

It's your call.

(SNIFFS)

Bring him in.

(DOOR BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS)

MARK: Mr. Bankole.

Commander Waterford.

(LOCK CLICKS, DOOR BEEPS)

I'll leave you both to it.

(LOCK CLICKS)

(DOOR BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS)

WATERFORD: Please.

Can I offer you something?

Coffee? Tea?

Bourbon?

They've been very accommodating.

Yeah, I can see that.

You've been busy.

LUKE: I know what you've done.

It's all in here.

We grew up the same.

You know, good family.

First-class education.

A man of faith.

Yet you destroy lives.

I've saved lives...

Mr. Bankole.

What did you do when our values eroded?

When the birth rate was plummeting?

Hmm?

Stood by and let it happen.

Maybe.

But you're gonna rot in this jail,

knowing that your wife betrayed you.

What about your wife?

All those years, wasted.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

Praying she'll come back to you.

She will come back to me.

WATERFORD: Maybe.

But the June Osborn you knew...

doesn't exist anymore.

Gilead's changed her.

I've changed her.

(BOTH GRUNT)

(LUKE SHOUTS)

LUKE: I'm not done!

- (LUKE GRUNTS) - (DOOR BEEPS)

- I'm not done! - (DOOR OPENS)

I'm not done!

(DOOR SHUTS AND BEEPS)

(LOCK CLICKS)

(EXHALES)

OFJOSEPH: Mrs. Lawrence?

Mrs. Lawrence?

(SETS DOWN TRAY)

Mrs. Lawrence.

(ELEANOR WHEEZES)

(WIND HOWLING SOFTLY)

Eleanor?

- Eleanor? - (ELEANOR GROANS WEAKLY)

Eleanor, wake up.

Eleanor.

(ELEANOR GROANS)

- Eleanor, wake up. - (ELEANOR GROANING SOFTLY)

Eleanor, wake up!

Wake up!

Eleanor!

Wake up! Shit!

(ELEANOR CONTINUES GROANING)

(OFJOSEPH SHUDDERING)

(GASPS)

(DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(DOGS CONTINUE BARKING)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(DOGS BARKING)

(EXTERIOR DOOR OPENS)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOGS CONTINUE BARKING)

(ELEANOR WHEEZES)

(LABORED BREATHING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(ELEANOR WHEEZING)

(DOGS BARKING)

(ELEANOR BREATHES WITH DIFFICULTY)

(EERIE MUSIC)

(DOOR OPENS, CREAKS)

(MUFFLED FOOTSTEPS)

(MUFFLED WIND)

(MUFFLED THUNDER)

(MUFFLED RAIN)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(KNOCKING IN DISTANCE)

SIENNA: (MUFFLED) Mrs. Lawrence?

- (KNOCKING) - Mrs. Lawrence?

(DOOR OPENS)

(SIENNA SCREAMING)

(SIENNA SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(DOOR BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS)

The food is not so hot here, so...

Trust me, Toronto's got great pizza.

Isn't that contraband?

MARK: That's why you'll have to eat the evidence.

Thank you.

I'll try.

There's a lot going on in the world.

There's an interesting piece on media bias

as pertains to religion.

I'd love your thoughts sometime.

I'll have a read.

(DOOR BEEPS, UNLOCKS)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(DOOR CLOSES, BEEPS)

(LOCK CLICKS)

Stack those plates on the buffet.

Make sure they're not chipped.

Breads came out nice.

Let 'em cool.

We'll slice 'em after the service.

(DOOR OPENS)

LAWRENCE: These are for later.

Get the rest in the... in the basement.

Yes, sir.

(DOOR CLOSES)

This one was her favorite.

I was saving it for our anniversary.

Luke, um...

bought my favorite pinot for our wedding.

And then, he left it in the car overnight,

so the whole case froze.

All the bottles shattered.

(LAWRENCE SCOFFS)

(OFJOSEPH SIGHS)

I kept the border open...

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

So...

You convinced the Council?

It's hard to argue

with a man who's in mourning.

Even for them.

Hmm.

I'm very sorry, Commander Lawrence.

She was so fragile.

I let her...

I let her go to her room.

OFJOSEPH: No.

- No, don't do that. - (SNIFFLES)

You cannot blame yourself.

LAWRENCE: I could've checked on her.

I could have checked on her.

Okay?

(SOFTLY) She was a very kind woman.

She was.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(HOLDS BREATH, INHALES SHARPLY)

(EXHALES SHAKILY)

(SOMBER MUSIC)

(SNIFFLES)

(WIND HOWLING SOFTLY)

(QUIET SNIFFLING)

PUTNAM: In the name of God,

we commit the body of Eleanor

to the peace of the grave.

May the good Lord forgive her sins

and show mercy.

May He welcome her at the gates of heaven.

Amen.

ALL: Amen.

(SIGHING)

PUTNAM: Forgive us, dear Lord, for our failings.

For we did not ease her pain,

nor save her troubled soul.

Give her, O Lord, Your peace,

and let Your eternal light shine upon her.

Amen.

ALL: Amen.

(SORROWFUL VOCALIZING)

(EXHALES)

(INDISTINCT MURMURING)

(VOCALIZING CONTINUES)

AUNT LYDIA: Come.

I expect you have lots to do.

OFJOSEPH: Aunt Lydia, will you excuse me?

AUNT LYDIA: Yes.

(CHOIR SINGS SOMBER TUNE)

OFJOSEPH: Would you rather be alone?

(CHOIR CONTINUES SINGING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(MUSIC TURNS SINISTER)

(SINISTER MUSIC CONTINUES)

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