Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She needs to learn. Blessed is the teacher.
- I want to see my own daughter! - We'll find a way.
Get your things out from downstairs.
She is your wife.
Mmm-hmm.
What is her bedtime, anyway?
I've missed you, too.
Will you wrap Offred's plate?
This wasn't your fault.
- That hurt? - No.
With Hannah?
I know that much blood can be alarming.
- A step up from the old place? - Oh, yes.
Welcome, Commander.
Welcome, Commander. Praised be.
What if Nick's a gender traitor?
It's weird, right?
Yeah, let her speak!
There's nothing much happening right now. But...
Thank you, Nick.
We will not allow a fanatic...
By God's grace, I'll have a child of my own someday, sir.
A subchorianic hematoma.
We can't keep sneaking around anymore.
That was awesome, Mrs. Waterford. Twitter is blowing up.
But, by His hand, your baby looks
I think God knows that every couple is different.
Promise me you'll protect the Handmaid.