Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[soldier 1] Let's clear the boat as quick as possible.
I really tried.
Mimosas do not pour themselves, June.
We can be useful.
[Oona] What other way is there
[sirens approaching]
Maybe you should've thought about that
an aerial bombardment on all insurgent fronts.
-[soldier] Chicago. -That one's going to the front.
No, I'm curious.
And we're gonna love you so much.
And they'll kill you in front of her.
No. No, no, no.
Which means they'll be even angrier we took her.
You're gonna die in the water or you'll sail back to Gilead
with Alma and Brianna.
Jesus! Don't listen to her.
[June] Because that's where they're still fighting.
It is my job to protect her.
-June? June, June, June... -We have to find her.
Ooh! Look at that method!
-You need help. -Janine!
[Oona] You snuck her in behind my back
[refrigerator door opens, closes]
Well, I'm leaving tomorrow.
And I was gonna tell you inside,
Then she's safer without you.
-Moira got out. -What?
Name?
-[Oona] Okay, everyone on deck. -June!
-I'm sorry. -Mmm-mmm.
Do you want to help her?
All right? You ready?
[clamoring continues]
[breathing unsteadily]
June!
You can't keep me in the dark and feed me lies and shit