Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No! No!
AUNT LYDIA: Oh. Very good.
Just a second.
to a corrupting influence.
Please, help me out.
AGENT: If you just could sign at the bottom, please.
but then it was very frustrating.
[whimpering]
[indistinct rhythmic clattering]
‐ Good.
‐ Hi.
‐ Oh.
[Noelle giggles]
I love her! I love her!
back on the Birthmobile.
Stop it! Stop it!
you fucking bitch! It's her!
‐ It's become quite clear
HANDMAIDS: [chanting] Push.
♪ There was peace unknown ♪
AUNT LYDIA: Hold.
Here?
Breathe.
‐ I'm sorry, Aunt Lydia.
You're very blessed.
I prayed on it.
‐ That dirtbag?
Exhale.
Oh, no, thank you. JIM: Lydia.
And I know how Emily felt,
DORIS: ♪ When I was just a little girl ♪
She thinks she knows better than God.
NOELLE: Employee discount.
[dark music]
[Lawrence sighs]
Do you have a boyfriend?
‐ Thank you.
‐ That's what counts, dear.
HANDMAIDS: [chanting] Sinner.
He's in a proper foster home now,
JUNE: Frances tutored kids after school.
Ofmatthew! [Ofmatthew grunting]
JIM: It looks great. Thank you.
[indistinct radio chatter]
Oh, you over there! Come over here!
‐ You act like you care
Who led her to conceive of such
with so much...
[agent grunts in disgust]
Someone you've hurt deeply.
Scared of what her life would be.
‐ Oh! There's a lot of good jobs in that field.
‐ I don't know what I was thinking.
And I got here as fast as I could.
[grunts] [groans]
LYDIA: Okay, here we go.
HANDMAIDS: Hold, hold.
Breathe.
[curious music]
In the end, it's about the fitness of the family.
‐ I had to,
♪ For auld lang syne, my dear ♪
‐ Only God knows that.
[growling]
I know of three in the last few months.
of course.
‐ The Carvers.
‐ Ofjoseph.
‐ [whispers] Hey!
‐ Enjoy the chili. ‐ I'll see you. Thank you.
Ma'am! [Noelle crying]
Yes, Ofjoseph.
[Jim gasps]
‐ Hebrews... 13.
ANNOUNCER: Attention Handmaids.
JIM: You're still here.
So many people...
Trouble with two walking partners.
Frances is dead.
unwashed, wearing dirty clothes.