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All those children, taken from their homes.

It's okay, baby.

for I am the Lord thy God.

Oh, of course. [chuckles]

I gotta... I gotta go.

[brakes screech]

[June] We slept in what had once been the gymnasium.

[door closes, beeps]

[Lieutenant Stans] Let's get this off.

[breathing heavily]

No, she didn't choose this.

[mellow piano music playing]

[June breathing unsteadily]

You failed your precious girls.

[breathing heavily]

That's all they care about.

I know where they are.

You know, Janine,

[Aunt Lydia] Blessed evening, dear.

You are a miserable beast.

we are grateful to perform in Your name.

You can save her.

-They've gotten us this far. -Exactly.

There's not much more we can do at this stage.

-[June breathing shakily] -[footsteps approaching]

Not one Handmaid can be spared.

[Aunt Lydia] Tell him, dear.

You should eat.

Motherhood's always been an evolutionary puzzle to me.

* Rows of houses All bearing down on me *