Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just mean, um...
And Ofmatthew is pregnant.
Special occasion.
‐ I got held up at work.
[indistinct radio chatter]
‐ I was thinking about you last night.
[soft muzak]
Breathe.
‐ You look lovely. LYDIA: Thank you so much.
[Aunt Lydia blows whistle]
[sorrowful music]
[shrieking]
‐ He's hungry.
AUNT LYDIA: That's exactly right.
just because I bring you a drink
‐ Mmm‐mmm.
They need someone quiet.
and you deserve that.
‐ A night out? Yeah.
shame on you.
‐ Okay. ‐ Mmm‐hmm.
Mr. Thorne.
I mean, the system now is better
NOELLE: I know.
HANDMAIDS: [chanting] Exhale.
ALMA: Ofmatthew,
SECURITY: Ma'am! Ma'am. NOELLE: That's never... She doesn't...
[whimpers]
my wife passed almost three years ago, so...
AGENT: And there's a long list
it is advised to stay on the main roadways.
You're killing her.
OFMATTHEW: I saw you
[muffled screaming]
You fucking bitch!
‐ [chuckles] Yes.
The Wives and Aunts, too,
LYDIA: Keep thinking of questions
before the Waterfords.
is destroying her.
LYDIA: I've tried.
without that warmth
["Whatever Will Be, Will Be" by Doris Day]
I swear I want her!
[Lawrence sighs]
‐ Okay.
♪ With a fine‐tooth comb ♪
SECURITY: Ma'am!
And Hannah is gone.
Aunt Lydia.
Oh, God! Oh!
so I just, I got scared.
One of whom was married.
something.
‐ That's what she packed for his lunch.
LYDIA: How are you? ‐ Good.
of the good I can do.
RYAN: Are we studying me right now in school?
HANDMAIDS: [chanting] Exhale.
‐ In your selfishness,