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Fred, stop! Stop it, Fred! OFJOSEPH:
Previously on The Handmaid's Tale...

You let them do that to Serena.

We all have our roles to play.

Serena needed to
be reminded of hers.

Did you try to find me?

I tried so hard.

Why didn't you try harder?

What did you do?

I did what was
best for my child.

You're getting out of Gilead.

Have a nice life!
Don't get caught!

You gave her to a murderer!

(SOBBING)

I sent her away,
Fred. It was my choice.

I drove you to desperation.

It's the Handmaid.

You're sweet on her, aren't you?

It's dangerous, my friend.

You're helping her escape? Yes.

She just needs a
safe place to wait.

It's your funeral.

OFJOSEPH: Come on!

LAWRENCE: Women
like you are like children.

Asking for too much,
taking whatever you want.

Damn the consequences.

Who's in the
basement? Just Beth.

We saw a rat. She screamed.

That's a lie.

I knew it was
mistake taking you in.

(OFJOSEPH GRUNTS)

LAWRENCE: Clean it up.

(PANTING)

(WIND BLOWING) (NOOSES CREAKING)

OFJOSEPH: Heresy.

That's what they're hanging for.

Not for being part of the
resistance because, officially,

there is no resistance.

Not for helping people
escape because, officially,

there is no such
thing as escape.

They hang for being
heretics, not martyrs.

Martyrs inspire.

Heretics are just stupid.

(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)

Was I being stupid?

(WIND HOWLING)

I don't think Cora's up there.

I don't think Lawrence
would do that.

OFJOSEPH: Do you
recognize anybody?

ALMA: It's impossible to tell.

They're starting to smell.

Looks like the same
batch from yesterday.

And the day before.

Maybe they're done.

With Marthas.

Who's next?

GUARDIAN: No talking!

And, you, go join
your walking partner.

OFJOSEPH: If I'm
going to survive this,

I'll need allies.

Allies with power.

(DOOR CLOSES)

OFJOSEPH: To be a
man watched by women,

it must be entirely strange.

To have them watching
him all the time.

To have them flinch
when he moves.

To have them wondering,
"What is he going to do next?

"Does he like me?

"Will he keep me?

"Am I safe here?"

Cora wasn't.

Blessed be the fruit.

May the Lord open.

Got the groceries. Anything
else I can do? I got it.

(SIGHS) Could you
plate the pastries, please?

No problem.

Why are they coming here?

I don't know.

My old Commander said
Lawrence won't go to meetings.

They want to talk to him,
they have to come here.

That's how powerful he is.

Hmm. Thanks for the insight.

(SPILLING) LAWRENCE: Oh!

Sienna!

Sienna!

(BETH SIGHS)

Go.

I went to the square.

I don't think Cora's up there.

(SIGHS) So, she's on
a bus to The Colonies?

Have you been getting
any messages at all?

Anyone who knows anything

is probably up on those gallows.

LAWRENCE: Beth, refill.

Coming.

(SIGHS) He's testing us.

We're all disposable.

Are Marthas
supposed to be clean?

Would you consider that
a basic criteria for the job?

(WHIMPERING)

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Can I get the door for you, sir?

I don't know. Are you

capable of solving problems?

Of making decisions?

Do you know what the penalty is?

For Handmaids who
open front doors?

I'm actually
asking. I don't know.

What do you think
the penalty should be?

What would be fair?

Forget it. Forget it.

I guess you're not capable.

(LAWRENCE SIGHS)

(MEN CHATTERING)

WARREN: The shipment of females
from Chicago arrived yesterday.

Well, we have needs in
the agricultural Colonies.

They're not worthy
of The Colonies.

LAWRENCE: I'm looking at

a utility maximization framework
with a deteriorating labor supply.

I need workers.

(MEN CHATTERING)

Blessed be the fruit.

May the Lord open.

I hope you and Mrs.
Waterford are well.

Do you?

Is Serena okay?

Well, after what you put
us through, I'm not sure.

She's tough.

She'll be okay.

So, how is your

new house treating you?

I pray that God will make me
worthy of my new Commander.

Oh, I'm sure you'll
prove yourself.

OFJOSEPH: What do
you know about him?

He's an interesting man.

Instrumental in Gilead's
creation. Our visionary.

Mmm. What else?

(COMMANDER FRED SCOFFS)

We've always found
him a bit hard to read.

Well, if you can't read
him, I don't know who can.

Lawrence is a survivor.

Aren't we all, sir?

He is particularly
well suited to it.

He's not sentimental,
not like me.

I never found you

overly sentimental, sir.

You were merciful.

You know, after everything...

I'm still alive.

I will always be
grateful to you for that.

But I am not in
your house anymore.

I need you to tell me

anything about Lawrence
that you think could help me.

He does not like to be bored.

(LAWRENCE CLEARS THROAT)

But I guess you
knew that already.

Blessed day, Commander Lawrence.

It's a privilege to be
in your home again.

Yeah, I always hated commuting.

You two know each other.

Oh, yes.

You used to be Offred.

Do you miss it?

COMMANDER FRED:
Well, she's Ofjoseph now.

I should let you go.

Under His eye. Sure.

LAWRENCE: You working hard?

Yes.

At what?

You don't have to answer that.

SERENA: I'm not cold, Mom.
PAMELA: Oh, yes, you are.

Our prayer circle's
coming to the house today.

(SIGHS)

I'll try and stay out
of your way. No.

No, they all want to see you.

What an honor for them.

I don't want to hang out
with your friends, Mom.

You're an excellent
conversationalist.

It wouldn't be a real visit

if I didn't get to show you off.

I don't have any clothes.

Mrs. Manning gave us a
dress that she's outgrown.

I think it will fit.

SERENA: This won't be too bad.

I'm gonna take it up a bit.

Fix that neckline.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(GASPS) There you are.

Praise be.

You look beautiful.

SIENNA: Lawrence wants you pouring
the Commanders' drinks instead of me.

Why?

He said I wasn't
pouring fast enough.

CALHOUN: Pages ten through 16,

detail the expansion of our
training facility in Fort Stevens.

WARREN: To support
the troop surge in Chicago.

CALHOUN: Phase one of the surge.

We need to prepare ourselves for
more troop deployments down the line.

WARREN: One last measured push,

and Chicago should roll up the
last of the insurgent strongholds, no?

CALHOUN: The
insurgency's contagious.

We need to look at starting a
steady, sustained bombing campaign.

No, there is value
to be mined there.

Children, fertile women.
Move on to the next.

On page 17,
you'll see a timeline

depicting a series of district-wide
Salvagings beginning next week.

COMMANDER FRED: I thought we
discussed sending them to The Colonies?

CALHOUN: The Colonies
are a slap on the wrist.

WARREN: They are merely women.

CALHOUN: Women
under the sway of terrorists.

We don't want our own women
becoming restless, do we?

Salvagings are an
effective tool of instruction.

It's been too long
since the last one.

We know women can
inflate their abilities

and think they belong
in places they don't.

But they can also be put to use.

And they can be fun.
(MEN LAUGHING)

Ofjoseph?

We're puzzling out how to assess

an individual's value in the
world as it pertains to gender.

Weren't you a book
editor, once upon a time?

Yes, sir.

Are there any
books on the topic?

Yes, sir.

Many.

LAWRENCE: Sex Differences
in Cognitive Abilities.

The Descent of Man.

An oldie but a goodie. That's...
That's what you were thinking of, right?

I think I have it
here somewhere.

Uh, would you get it for me?

It's on top of the bookcase
to the right of the door.

LAWRENCE: Oh,
the stack on the left.

Third book down.

Yellow lettering.

Good job.

Is there anything else I
can help you with, sir?

LAWRENCE: No, I'm good.

You're done.

See? Women can be useful.

(MEN LAUGHING)

(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

RITA: Your mother
has a lot of friends.

SERENA: She's an
excellent conversationalist.

RITA: I made something for you.

Here.

(CLEARS THROAT)

You will get
through this, ma'am.

By His hand.

What's left of it.

DANIEL: Though
the Earth give way,

though the mountains
fall into the sea...

ALL: God is our
refuge and strength.

DANIEL: Dear Lord,
please heal my wife.

For my beloved is
mine and I am hers.

ALL: God is our
refuge and strength.

DANIEL: And the Lord
shall guide thee continually

and satisfy thy soul in drought.

Make fat thy bones.

ALL: Show us Thy mercy, O Lord.

DANIEL: Thank
you for your prayers.

Is anyone else in
need of comfort?

Serena?

Dear Lord, Serena Joy
has suffered a great loss.

Please give her
relief from her distress.

Be merciful to her
and hear her prayers.

The Lord is close
to the brokenhearted.

ALL: He rescues those
whose spirits are crushed.

DANIEL: Psalm 6:2, please.

Be merciful, O Lord,

for I am faint.

Heal me, O Lord, for
my soul is in anguish.

DANIEL: Dear Lord, we pray

for the safe return
of Serena's child.

And we pray for
her marriage to heal.

ALL: For love is
strong as death.

DANIEL: Wives, submit yourselves

unto your own husbands,
as unto the Lord.

ALL: For the husband
is the head of the wife.

DANIEL: Even as Christ
is the head of the church,

so let the Wives be

to their own
husbands in everything.

ALL: Let every wife

see that she revere her husband.

This is the word of the Lord.

COMMANDER FRED:
When we first were married,

I'd come home and open
the door but just a crack.

I'd wait.

I'd listen for your footsteps.

(CHUCKLES)

I'd push open the
door a little more.

I'd get a glimpse of your hair,

long and loose.

(CHUCKLES)

I'd dole out to myself

little helpings of you,
like a kid with dessert.

The kind of man I had become.

Married to a woman like you.

Coming home to you.

Other men, I

(SIGHS)

felt sorry for.

They had nothing to work
for, nothing to fight for.

They didn't get to have you.

A Commander is

the head of the
household. The house is

what he holds.

To have and to hold,
till death do us part.

I may not be a perfect man but I

will try to be better.

If I lose you,

I lose everything.

JEZEBEL: That sounds good.

Would you like to
run through it again?

OFJOSEPH: I compose myself.

My self is a thing I
must now compose

as one composes a speech.

I'm not proud
of myself for this.

Or for any of it.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

LAWRENCE: What?

(DOOR CLOSES)

LAWRENCE: You think an accountant
could make a good cook? (SIGHS)

Yes, sir.

(SIGHS)

Binders full of women.

I thought you
might like some tea.

LAWRENCE: Thanks.

Long day?

My work is just beginning.

At least the people are gone.

(LAWRENCE SIGHS)

OFJOSEPH: It's tiring
having people around.

(TEA POURING)

Does it seem like that
would be particularly difficult

for someone like me?

Oh, I don't really know
what you're like, sir.

Do you consider yourself
good at managing people?

Not particularly, no.

You seem like you'd be
good at making friends.

Good at influencing people.

Good at intimacy.

Thank you.

Did this really work on Fred?

(LAWRENCE CHUCKLES)

Not exactly an
intellectual giant.

But, then again,
neither are you.

(LAWRENCE SIGHS)

Perhaps you don't know
me well enough yet, sir.

Here's what I don't get.

If women don't want to
be defined by their bodies,

why are they always using
them to get what they want?

Maybe they aren't.

Maybe men are just
too easily distracted.

Speaking of the Waterfords, you
really mucked up that house, didn't you?

Had Fred demoted, Serena
defingered, baby baby-napped.

You left the place
literally in ashes.

Do you think they got
what they deserved?

No one in Gilead gets
what they deserve, sir.

How could they not realize
how transactional you are?

I did what I had to do.

You think if you get me
to like you, I'll help you?

I think that you might try.

I think you might try
to do the right thing.

What do you know
about the right thing?

I know you helped Emily
escape with that baby.

And I know you let the Marthas run a
resistance network out of your house.

You have to let the rabble-rousers
blow off a little steam,

or they'll smash
everything to bits.

Do you want to know
why I helped Emily?

I think you felt guilty.

I think you felt sorry for her.

You want me to feel
guilty and sorry for you?

Do you?

I helped Emily

because she is unnaturally smart

and could be useful
to the world one day.

If you were smart, you would
have gotten on that truck.

You know why I couldn't.

I think I care more about
your daughter than you do.

I'm saving the planet for her.

I'm replenishing the
human race for her.

What are you doing?

I am trying to be her mother!

She has a mother.

You met Mrs. Mackenzie.

She's a lovely woman. She
never stole anybody's husband.

Do you know that she
organized 1,000 food baskets

for orphans in Africa back
when there were orphans?

What did you ever
do to help anyone?

Except edit esoteric,
useless books

that no one was ever gonna read

instead of picking up your
sick daughter from school.

Useless.

You wrote esoteric books.

You did that.

God, it must be scary, huh?

Seeing the numbers on those
spreadsheets turn into real people?

Real people being executed?

Knowing that if no one had read
your books, we would all be better off.

It must be hell
being a man like that.

Far worse than useless.

You know what? I get it.

I get why you would do this.

I suppose you would hole
yourself up in a house like this,

playing games
with people's heads,

doing a good deed or
two every once in a while,

so that you can
fucking sleep at night.

How tempting it is to

invent a humanity

for anyone at all.

Come on.

Let's take a drive.

(MAN CHATTERING OVER RADIO)

(CLANGING)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(WOMEN COUGHING)

There will be no Salvagings.

They're bound for
The Colonies tomorrow.

(MAN CHATTERING OVER RADIO)

So they'll die anyways?

LAWRENCE: All save five.

I was able to requisition
five to serve as Marthas.

Good for you.

Five is better than none.

Make them all Marthas.

We only have five openings.

(WOMAN COUGHING)

You get to choose

who is worthy

of becoming a Martha.

You'll have all the
information you need.

Names, ages, occupations,

academic attainments,
moral stains.

That's dumb.

Who gets to define morality?

Just choose the best
people for the job.

(COUGHING CONTINUES)

(MAN CHATTERING OVER RADIO)

No.

I thought you might enjoy
being useful, for once.

None of them deserves to die.

What if I told you, if you
don't choose, they all die?

I am not responsible
for their deaths.

You are. Gilead is.

A technical distinction

that won't mean
anything to these women.

But I can see it's
important to you.

And that's more important
than anything else, isn't it?

I'm not doing it.

I won't.

LAWRENCE: Close it.

(SOBBING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

PAMELA: Oh, you're all wet.

You've gotten too used to
the mild climate in the city.

She's forgotten how we must
battle the elements out here.

Why don't you go
upstairs, dear, change?

I'm fine. You need to get
out of those wet things.

No, I'm fine.

PAMELA: Let Clara fix you
some warm pumpkin soup.

Clara, can you please excuse us?

I really wish that you hadn't
invited those people over.

I'm sorry, dear.

You told them everything
about me and about my marriage.

You're right. I shouldn't
have done that.

SERENA: Why did you do it?

Now that I know,
I won't do it again.

What can I make
you to eat, dear?

SERENA: Stop it!

You want me to go back to Fred.

PAMELA: I only
want you to be happy.

I need you to know what it
was like between us... No.

SERENA: And the
things that we did.

Those things are private.

That's because you
don't want to know.

Because none of it matters.

Look at you,

all the gifts you've been given.

But you need everything
to be exactly how you want.

A spoiled little girl.

I'm sorry.

You know there's no place in
this world for you without Fred.

(CRYING)

You need to take a deep
breath and see things.

You're a beautiful woman.

And Fred,

you and Fred together,
the Waterfords?

(CHUCKLES)

What a fine couple.

That doesn't mean anything.

PAMELA: It can.

It can mean
everything, if you let it.

(SOBBING) Oh, God.

Stop, Serena. Enough drama!

(SERENA CONTINUES SOBBING)

It's the worst thing in the
world to watch your child in pain.

The worst pain any
mother could bear.

(SNIFFLES)

No, it isn't.

What?

It's not the worst.

It might help you to stop
indulging those feelings.

The self-pity.

You gave that baby away.

(SERENA CONTINUES SOBBING)

And it wasn't even yours.

I'm going to draw
you a hot bath.

A hot bath will help.

(CONTINUES SOBBING)

(DOG BARKING) (SIGHS)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hi.

Hey.

You're not here for me.

(FAINT KNOCKING ON DOOR)

How did this happen?

It was my due.

So you're a Commander now, and you
can go get Hannah. You can get me out.

I'm sorry.

Why? Why can't you?

Is there something
wrong with Lawrence?

Lawrence is a psychopath.

What do you know about him?

I don't know anything.

Can you find out?

Not really. He's too high up.

What can you do?

Can you do anything?

What are you good for?

I'm getting deployed.

To the front.

Chicago.

You'll get killed.

I wanted to say goodbye.

Goodbye.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR LOCKS)

SIENNA: You have
a visitor in the parlor.

(EXHALES)

Blessed be the fruit.

Hi.

(DOOR CLOSES)

How are you?

Serena?

Do you think about her?

Every minute.

How do you stop?

(SIGHS)

(SERENA SNIFFLES)

How do you remember her?

How do you see her?

In the bath.

(LAUGHS TEARFULLY)

She loved the water.

(CHUCKLES)

She's gonna be a swimmer.

Remember how she
used to raise her hand?

It's like she had
a point to make.

That's the politician in her.

I think she gets that from you.

She isn't mine.

Serena,

only a mother could
do what you did.

If you can just think...

If you can just think
about all the other mothers

who have...

Who have had their children
taken away from them.

Like you.

There has to be
something we can do.

(SNIFFLES)

That isn't why I came here.

We can help each other.

We cannot count on them.

They hate us, Serena.

They are not on our side.

I tried.

You have to try harder.

I'm not that person anymore.

You're scared.

Use it.

Maybe we're stronger
than we think we are.

I made my choices.

OFJOSEPH: There was a time
when women were able to choose.

"We were a society dying," Aunt
Lydia would say, "of too much choice.

"We know the sacrifices you
are expected to make," she'd say.

"It is hard when
men revile you."

We have five new
Marthas for the resistance.

An engineer, an IT tech, a
journalist, a lawyer, and a thief.

BETH: How do you know?

I chose them.

Upstairs now. Eleanor's
sheets need changing.

OFJOSEPH: Hey, Sienna.

We survived another day.

OFJOSEPH: Mother, I think,
wherever you may be, can you hear me?

You wanted a women's culture.

Well, now there is one.

It isn't what you meant,

but it exists.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

And here's what we do.

We watch them. The men.

We study them. We feed them.

We please them.

We can make them feel strong

or weak. We know them that well.

We know their worst nightmares.

And, with a bit of practice,
that's what we'll become.

Nightmares.

One day, when we're ready,

we are coming for you.

Just wait.

(WAVES SPLASHING)

(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)