Previously on The Handmaid's Tale...
I don't care what they do to me.
They're not going to let you die.
They will keep hurting you, again and again,
until you do what they say! That is their job!
Twenty-two of these women worked with the Resistance.
And you can save them.
A prisoner exchange? You can't.
Did you see her?
Yeah.
And what she needed to do was done?
Yes.
It's his wedding ring.
They also sent a finger. A severed finger.
You don't know what she is.
I'm taking my husband home to bury him.
The Waterford name has power, and that will be respected.
I killed him.
These events did not occur in Canada.
It is not a concern of the Crown.
There can't just be no punishment.
That is between
you and your deity of choice, Ms. Osborn.
It's okay.
But the Crown has no quarrel with you.
You're free to go.
I thought I'd be in jail.
But you're not.
No.
I'm not.
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Okay.
We're ready for you, Mrs. Waterford.
Your accommodations have been arranged and vetted.
Our security detail will be with you at all times.
And of course I'll be by your side every step of the way.
Just like you protected Fred.
A lot went into arranging this.
When God calls us, all we can do is heed him.
Blessed day, Commanders.
Welcome home.
We thought we'd roll out the red carpet.
Thank you for allowing me to bring Fred home,
where he belongs.
We'd never leave a brother out in the cold.
My condolences for your loss, Mrs. Waterford.
Your friends the Putnams
have offered their home for Fred's wake.
How nice of them.
Fred always saw so much promise in you.
Like a father.
If he could see you now, all settled,
on a more fruitful path.
June really did bring so much suffering to all of us.
Well, the Lord has blessed me.
And you.
Oh, look at us all,
getting along like friendly diplomats,
trying to bury the hatchet.
We'll see, hmm?
We, uh...
thought we would escort you to your hotel.
We thought you might want to freshen up.
I'd like to see the church that you've selected
for Fred's service if it's not too much trouble.
I think we can accommodate that.
Not a popular church, I take it.
Out of respect for you,
we thought we'd make Fred's funeral
as quick and simple as possible.
He will be laid to rest at Granary Burial
with other revolutionaries.
Nice touch.
We figured you'd want to get back to Canada,
move on with your life.
Take in a Leafs game.
I hear this might finally be their year.
I'm not much of a hockey fan.
You'd love it. It's elegant yet brutal.
Hardly the farewell
befitting one of the Founding Fathers of Gilead.
It's tasteful.
It looked like a pack of wolves tore into Fred.
Not really the work of The Eyes.
It made me wonder what really happened to Fred.
I can't even imagine.
We can't control what the Americans do
along the border, Mrs. Waterford.
There's only one person who could express that kind of rage.
And there's no way
that she could've gotten to Fred on her own.
Could you imagine
what the other Commanders would do
if they knew that
you had helped a Handmaid kill her Commander?
Bold accusation.
I encourage you to give Fred a proper funeral.
One that he deserves.
I'm just one Commander.
Nick's on the rise,
but he's still a puppy. There's only so much we can do.
You'll figure it out.
You're nothing if not resourceful.
Even through the tragedy
of Commander Waterford's death,
our good Lord has found a way to grace us with opportunity.
This is your moment to shine
in the sunlight of the Spirit, girls!
A chance to impress prospective Commanders.
To do His good works and to make yourselves truly worthy.
Oh, blessed be this day!
I wish you were coming with me.
Well, be good and you'll be safe.
Blessed be the stupid fruit.
You're gonna get us in trouble.
Don't you look lovely, dear.
Blessed day, Aunt Lydia.
May the Lord make me worthy.
Be obedient and He will.
Go along.
Nice work, dear.
Thank you.
Since you have been such a help to Esther,
I will allow you to accompany her as her minder.
Thank you, Aunt Lydia!
Now, the Putnams have expressed interest
in a new Handmaid.
Esther is young and fertile.
And, perhaps, under your tutelage,
she might impress them.
She's come a long way.
I hope she's ready.
You both have come so far.
It is my hope this time that we can all shine together.
Get yourself dressed.
Oh, Aunt Lydia,
do you think if the Putnams choose Esther,
that maybe I can visit her?
Honey, don't get ahead of yourself.
- Okay. Yeah. - Go get ready now.
All right.
Blessed day, Mrs. Waterford.
Blessed day.
Serena.
Safe and sound. Praise be.
Praise be.
If only we were meeting on a less sorrowful occasion.
Fred was like a brother to me.
Yes.
The Lord always meets us in our time of need.
Mmm.
Indeed.
Come. We're so happy you're here.
Mr. Tuello.
Commander Putnam.
Congratulations on your promotion.
I look forward to future negotiations.
Thank you. This is as far as you go, Mr. Tuello.
I'm sure you understand.
According to our agreement, I'm to accompany Mrs. Waterford.
Relax, Mark.
Serena is among friends.
Ah, you're so far along.
Yes. Just a few more months.
You're so... Missed so much already.
I wish you could stay in Gilead,
and we could make up for lost time.
If He wills it.
May the Lord guide all of our paths.
- Amen. - Amen.
Excuse me.
I have some last-minute funeral details to attend to.
Of course.
Well?
The Council believes that their current plan
for the funeral is more than adequate.
You didn't ask, did you?
We both know how it works here.
A woman's word never trumps a man.
There seems to be a lingering feeling that,
for all Fred's admirable qualities,
he was somewhat of a traitor.
Blessed day, Mrs. Waterford.
Where's June?
She's gardening in the winter.
I, uh, did see this flyer for real estate classes?
Mmm!
Yes! A hundred... No, I totally, I can see that on you.
A hundred percent.
- Real estate mogul! - Stop.
- Hey, sorry. - Hey, June.
Hey.
I got caught up on the gardening thing.
It's okay. It's nice to see you.
All right, who's ready to party hard?
I call Twister.
Tw... Stop playin'.
Ooh, Monopoly!
- You cannot do that! - 'Kay.
No, we're not playing Monopoly.
Why?
Because you always get upset when we play Monopoly.
See, now, see that is step... No.
You do. You take it too far.
And I just want a nice, a nice evening so...
How 'bout I roll the dice?
See who goes first?
Like a Monopoly-style race.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Oh, look. You can, uh, wear this top hat
when you go to the ballet.
Okay.
Oh, that's the bread. I'll be right back.
- Quick, quick. - Don't touch my money.
I got a one.
It's when you roll the one, it means you're number one.
You don't get to just make up the rules.
I'm not making up the rules. You just said...
Like, I'm not making up the rules.
All right. That's what I gotta beat, a one?
It needs a few minutes to cool.
No worries. Hey.
You know she went back to Gilead, right?
Serena?
- What's her plan? - I don't know.
She can't waltz back and forth between Canada and Gilead
like she's, what, a fuckin' queen or something?
Yeah.
When is she going to get what she deserves?
Maybe they'll put her on the wall.
Maybe they'll take her baby away and make her a Handmaid
and then put her on the wall.
You remember when she slapped you?
Jesus, June!
Look it! I don't want to talk about Serena.
But you remember, right?
June.
After that fucked-up baby shower.
June, shut the fuck up!
She was pissed at me
but I was pregnant
and so she went and she hauled off on you.
Shut up. Sh-fuck!
Stop it.
I may not have been a Handmaid but I struggle too.
I struggle every day.
Every fucking day.
Rita, I'm sorry.
Good.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Commander Blaine.
Hello.
Blessed day.
Blessed day, Aunt...
Lydia.
Praise be.
Go on now.
Keep a sharp eye.
The Lord's light shines through the most righteous.
Blessed day, Mrs. Putnam.
Mrs. Waterford.
I am so sorry for your loss.
Thank you.
And yet, the Lord has made His countenance shine upon you.
I'm just grateful to be an instrument in His plan.
Ah.
Well, you are a...
marvel, Mrs. Waterford.
Mrs. Putnam, please follow me.
Angela! Come here!
We're finally out of that stupid gym
and we're just standing around.
We have to do something.
Anyone who does something ends up dead.
Or worse.
The smartest thing to do is just...
Just follow the rules and stay alive.
Trust me. Here we go.
Mrs. Putnam, this is Esther.
She's so young.
And I heard she used to be a Wife.
Which means she understands the respect you deserve.
You have come so far, haven't you, dear?
Yes, Aunt Lydia.
By His Grace.
- Fine. - Ah!
Come along, dear.
Remember, mind your manners and all will be well.
Angela, come back here!
- Angela, sweetie! - Hi!
- Blessed day. - Hi, sweet girl.
Can I give you a hug?
Okay. Okay.
Okay.
Thank you.
Have you been having fun, huh?
That's enough, please.
Cecelia, come and get Angela, please.
Okay, okay. Here we go.
Ready? Okay, go ahead, baby.
- Okay. - Go ahead.
You have a beautiful daughter, Mrs. Putnam.
I thank God for her every day.
And for those who brought her to me.
Okay.
Gentlemen,
Praise be.
Blessed be the fruit.
May the Lord open.
Aunt Lydia has told me a lot about you.
May God make me truly worthy.
I am sure you will be.
Will you excuse us a moment, Gentlemen?
I'll join you in the pool house.
You too, Aunt Lydia.
I'm sorry?
Blessed day, Aunt Lydia.
Oh.
Mmm. Mmm-hmm.
Good.
You don't have to be scared.
God sees your heart.
Allow the gifts God blessed you with
to be seen by all others.
That just means I want to get to know you a little better.
Praise be.
You care for a chocolate?
Mmm-mmm-mmm.
You all right?
Um...
Yeah.
I gotta tell you something.
Serena knows I killed Fred.
How could she know that?
I did something.
I sent her a finger.
It was Fred's finger.
What?
I cut it off of him.
'Cause I wanted her to know it was me.
Do you want her to come after us and our family?
No.
But I know her and I know what she's capable of.
And I know she has a plan.
- This is what she's doing... - Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
You're obsessing over her!
You... You sent her a finger!
How is that gonna help our family?
How is that gonna help you?
That is not gonna get Hannah back.
I know!
You don't think I know that?
I know that.
- June? - What?
You gotta be here. You gotta be right here.
All right? Because I need you here
and Nichole needs you here.
Your family needs you...
here.
And if you're not,
I don't know what's gonna happen, June...
to us.
I'm sorry.
It...
Fuck. I'm sorry.
She's gone, all right?
She's probably terrified of you.
- Yeah. - Right?
You know? 'Cause you won, you're here.
She can't get to you.
- Yeah. - All right?
So, you gotta let go of her.
Forget about her. Fuck her.
Yeah.
Okay.
Fuck her.
Mrs. Waterford.
What a surprise.
Commander Calhoun.
I'm so sorry to interrupt.
Is there something we can help you with?
I was hoping to speak with you on behalf of my husband.
Fred dedicated his life to this great nation.
Thank you for honoring his legacy.
You're welcome, Mrs. Waterford.
I would like for my unborn son to be proud of his father.
And for people to see
what you gentlemen here have created,
God's Kingdom on Earth.
Perhaps it's time that we show Gilead to the world.
Now, I've been to Canada.
I know what they think of us.
If we are to be respected,
I think we need to show them
that we grieve just like they do.
I think we need to make Fred's funeral an international event,
broadcast across the globe.
Mrs. Waterford, the, uh, stress you've been under
would unmoor anyone,
especially in your condition.
We've shown the world our fist.
It's time to show them our humanity.
Why should we listen to you?
You don't even adhere to our way of life.
You have no wife, no child, no family.
Thank you, uh,
Commander Putnam, for reminding me
of the untimely passing of my wife.
Let's not be hasty, Warren.
Doesn't hurt to hear all the details.
I've watched you gentlemen
squander one opportunity after another
that could've led to more prosperity.
The public mourning of one of our peers
is an opportunity we cannot waste.
But a traitor's funeral
for all the world to see?
How will that make us look?
Merciful.
We'll look merciful.
I served Commander Waterford for many years.
He wasn't perfect.
But the least we can do is honor the sacrifices
he made to our nation.
Sacrifices that yielded a miracle.
Barren woman made fruitful by His grace.
And a symbol that could accelerate
the international acceptance of Gilead
so that we can finally take our rightful place
among the nations of the world.
Well, if you will excuse us, Mrs. Waterford,
we have official business to discuss.
I don't want to get posted.
Get your Commander to like you, you'll get pregnant faster.
Do you really think that being pregnant is gonna protect me?
It's your only protection.
Sure.
Least you can say you tried.
The worst they can do is say no.
Have you got a cigarette?
I got them to say yes.
- How? - By not being a woman.
- I'll leave you both to it. - Great.
Well, I'd like to immediately
start talking about the guest list.
Why not?
I think it's important that we invite
Commanders from out of town.
- Any in particular? - Yes.
- Commander Johnson. - Mmm-hmm.
Davidson,
uh, Commander Scott.
I'll take it from here.
Yes, Sir.
I was wondering if we'd get to talk.
How is she?
That file you pulled together for her was good.
And Nichole?
She's well cared for.
You've risen fast,
while somehow managing to help June.
That takes talent.
To fly under the radar like that.
Just trying to stay out of trouble.
Wouldn't you like to see your daughter in person
rather than asking about her?
That's a pipe dream.
I know you got a complicated past.
But America can be a very forgiving place.
If you make amends,
gain us some visibility,
play your part for a while.
I'd like to help you and your daughter.
If you'll let me.
We could help each other.
I'll remember that.
I don't know.
It must be hard...
seeing your daughter
and having to leave her behind.
You get used to it.
Unfortunately.
I stole some from the Putnam house.
I mean,
one little rebellion won't hurt.
We'll keep it between us.
I know it's weird,
but having a baby...
it's the most incredible thing.
Tiny feet and hands grew inside me.
It's wild! It's...
it's the most complete love you'll ever know.
Even if someone else is raising her.
They treat you the best when you're pregnant.
It's like a princess.
Yeah.
No. I bet they do.
I'm gonna miss you.
Maybe Aunt Lydia will let us be walking partners.
Maybe.
You know,
I really didn't like you when we first met.
Yeah.
And I was right the first time.
What?
Why?
You...
You don't care about me.
You just wanted to see your daughter, right?
No, you lied to me.
You used me.
Like Aunt Lydia.
Like they all do.
And you're one of them.
Esther, I was trying to help you survive.
Like June helped me.
You're not June.
You know, you're a disgrace.
And I fucking hate you.
Oh, my God, Esther.
Now we're gonna make June proud.
Esther? What happened?
Help! Help!
What did you do?
What did you do? Help, someone!
Somebody, help!
What happened?
What happened? No!
Janine! Janine, what happened?
No, no! No!
Oh, God! No!
No, darling, come here. No, no, no! Janine!
Janine, no, no! Look at me, dear.
No! Help us! Someone! Sit 'em up.
No, sweetheart, no, no, no.
No, no, honey! No! Help us! Oh, God, no!
Take as much time as you need. They can wait.
I'm ready.
So, uh...
what do you think the chances are of having a second date?
Whoa, back off!
Yeah, yeah. I'm always a bit forward, right?
Yeah, just a little fast.
Mmm. Take you home?
Yeah. We should go.
- Ready? - Ready.
more than anything.
One-track mind.
What the fuck?
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