Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

LENA: And you stabbed her in the back?
[children giggle]
[birds chirping]
WINSLOW: Just got word.
[indistinct radio chatter]
waiting for you to charm them.
[phone buzzes]
But who cares?
‐ Harvard.
‐ Yes.
With her back home...
‐ We should salute their devotion.
[helicopter hovering]
‐ [muffled] Let me go!
‐ Ofjoseph.
[muffled sobbing]
I think I'm keen on an adventure.
I had some thoughts that
‐ Probably.
‐ Can I come?
here in D. C.
AUNT LYDIA: Heave!
to strut for us.
Do you want me to take you home?
‐ Mrs. Mackenzie asked you to stop!
PRIME MINISTER: It's in the interests
to protect.
‐ Well, I don't have any "thoughts."
[music slows down]
ELEANOR: Yes.
of putting her in any danger, sir.
that Gilead would see as criminal?
did you stab your supervisor?
I hit up club bio lab most of the time.
‐ Mrs. Lawrence, I lied to you.
BETH: Well, I'm not hauling my ass
‐ You killed anybody since you've been out?
I killed a Wife.
‐ Yes.
GUARD 1: All clear.
LENA: Thank you for your patience.
Last week of wheat bread.
I'm Commander Lawrence's wife.
poor thing.
[baby cooing]
[Hannah giggles]
FIONA: ♪ Every single night ♪