- Kevin McConnell: I was very fond of visiting the States before... with my husband.
- Fred Waterford: [smiles uncomfortably] Well, in the coming years, we anticipate that tourism will be a key part of our economy again.
- Kevin McConnell: When we feel welcome.
- Mark Tuello: Gilead blames the fertility crisis on women. On their sinfulness. We see the problem often originating with the men. Some of the best scientists in America have been working on fertility for years, and they've made some progress. Think of it: a baby of your own. And freedom.
- Serena Joy Waterford: I have a baby on the way.
- Mark Tuello: That's not your child.
- Serena Joy Waterford: You don't know what you're talking about.
- Mark Tuello: I'm sorry. I meant no offense.
- Serena Joy Waterford: If you had done better research, you would know that I would never betray my country.
- Mark Tuello: I thought you already did.
- Luke Bankole: [reading a letter] "My name is Maria Gorente. I'm from Somerville, Mass. They killed my wife, and took our son. His name is Thomas."
- Erin: Anyung Park. She worked at Forever21. She's a martha now.
- Moira Strand: This one was a nurse. She's a handmaid. Tried to hang herself. Fuckin' letters! I thought that package was gonna have like C4 in it or whatever. Something to make Gilead go boom.
- Erin: This could go boom.
- Nick Blaine: I know June. She's my friend.
- Luke Bankole: Yeah? She all right?
- Nick Blaine: She's fine.
- Luke Bankole: She's not fine.
- Nick Blaine: She's pregnant.
- Luke Bankole: By... by Waterford?
- Nick Blaine: Yeah.
- Claudine: I don't know how you live with yourself. It's sad, what they've done to you.
- Serena Joy Waterford: Go in grace.
- Luke Bankole: Listen, you, um... you look out for her. And you tell her that Moira made it out, and that she's living with me now. And you tell her that I love her. And you tell her that I'm not gonna, not gonna stop - no matter what happens, I'm not gonna stop, you tell her that.
- Nick Blaine: I'll tell her.
- Luke Bankole: All right, thank you. Thank you, um...
- Nick Blaine: Nick. My name's Nick.
- June Osborne: [final lines, voiceover] Moira was Hannah's godmother. Is. Moira is Hannah's godmother. She got out. It was impossible. But she did it. I know I should accept the reality of you being born here. Make my peace. But fuck that.
- Mark Tuello: I could help you.
- Serena Joy Waterford: With what?
- Mark Tuello: Well, you don't want a cigarette. Maybe a new life.
- Serena Joy Waterford: [chuckles] No, thank you.
- Serena Joy Waterford: So you're from the embassy.
- Mark Tuello: No, but I am a representative of the American government.
- Serena Joy Waterford: Which American government is that?
- Mark Tuello: We're still a nation. Smaller than before, but we still wield... some power.
- Serena Joy Waterford: That's true, but alliances are always shifting.
- Serena Joy Waterford: Offred, I've given it some thought. You'll be leaving the house as soon as the baby is born.
- June Osborne: [long pause, then she shakes her head] No. The handmaids stay 'till the baby's weaned.
- Serena Joy Waterford: I think we've all had more than enough of one another. Don't you?
- June Osborne: Yes. Mrs. Waterford.
- Moira Strand: He needs to be arrested.
- Rachel Tapping: It's not possible.
- Moira Strand: He's a fucking war criminal.
- Rachel Tapping: I agree. But right now, it's not possible.
- Luke Bankole: He kidnapped my wife!
- Moira Strand: He's a serial rapist - just send some Marines to the god damn airport and arrest him!
- Rachel Tapping: Moira. This isn't our country. In the end, we are guests of the Canadian government.
- Mark Tuello: Mrs. Waterford, we could have you on a plane to Honolulu in an hour. You'd never have to go back to Gilead again.
- Serena Joy Waterford: I'm afraid I didn't pack for the beach.
- Mark Tuello: You could tell your story in your own words. You write it, and we will publish it.
- Serena Joy Waterford: A commander's wife would make excellent propaganda.
- Mark Tuello: A well-spoken commander's wife.
- Serena Joy Waterford: Do you really think that I would leave my home?
- Mark Tuello: People often leave their homes in search of a better life.
- Serena Joy Waterford: So far all you've offered me is treason and coconuts.
- June Osborne: You know that this can... be a difficult house. Children need to be in a safe place.
- Aunt Lydia Clements: I know what children need.
- June Osborne: Did anyone ever ask you to be a godmother? In the time before?
- Aunt Lydia Clements: I will make allowances for girls in your condition, but... insolence is not permitted.
- June Osborne: This baby is gonna come into this house... very soon. And in my experience, any man who would hurt a woman would hurt a child.
- Aunt Lydia Clements: What are you saying?
- June Osborne: I'm saying... I'm saying this baby needs protection.
- Aunt Lydia Clements: I would never ever... allow anything to happen to this baby.
- June Osborne: Praised be. Aunt Lydia, thank you.
- Aunt Lydia Clements: [picks up bag, starts out, then:] I was godmother to my sister's child. He died when he was four days old.
- June Osborne: Sorry.
- Aunt Lydia Clements: It wasn't my fault.
- June Osborne: I want my baby to know kindness. I need her to have someone kind. In her life.
- Rita: By His hand. That boy downstairs is maybe 20 years old. And he can tell me to do anything. He can break my jaw, and no one will say boo. I'll do what I can.
- June Osborne: Thanks.
- Rita: Drink your milk.
- June Osborne: [to her unborn child] There you go. I got you someone.
- Janine Lindo: Has the baby dropped yet?
- June Osborne: No.
- Janine Lindo: It's so crazy, it's, it's just like - foom, there's someone sitting on top of your vagina.
- Serena Joy Waterford: Fred, you don't need me to come with you.
- Fred Waterford: The plants will survive. I promise.
- Serena Joy Waterford: It's the third trimester.
- Fred Waterford: This trip is for the baby. We're building his future. You're a crucial part of that. The Canadians think women here are oppressed. That they're voiceless. I need you. To show them... a strong Gilead wife. "Who can find a virtuous woman, for her price is far above rubies." Why don't you get cleaned up?
- June Osborne: Mrs. Waterford wants me to leave as soon as the baby comes.
- Rita: She's the boss. It must be what she thinks is best.
- June Osborne: Do you?
- Rita: It doesn't matter what I think.
- June Osborne: When Hannah was baptized, we asked my best friend to take care of her. In case something happened to us.
- Rita: I know what a godparent is. And they don't baptize babies here.
- June Osborne: I know.
- Ashlyn's Mother: [to her little girl] Don't stare.
- Ashlyn's Mother: Hello.
- Ashlyn: Are you a princess?
- Serena Joy Waterford: Uhh... no. No, honey, I'm not.
- Ashlyn's Mother: Sorry.
- Serena Joy Waterford: That's fine. She's precious. You're very lucky.
- [Elevator arrives]
- Serena Joy Waterford: After you.
- Ashlyn's Mother: We'll get the next one.
- Serena Joy Waterford: You should take it, please.
- Janine Lindo: When the baby comes, don't forget to ask for your ice cream.
- June Osborne: Serena isn't gonna let me stay.
- Janine Lindo: What? No, that's not fair; you have to nurse her!
- Guardian on bridge: Hey.
- Janine Lindo: She's her Mommy!
- Guardian on bridge: I said be quiet!
- June Osborne: [first lines, voiceover] This could be an Airbnb. Not a great one. Three-star reviews, maybe. Amazing house. Tons of character. Nice view of the yard. Owners are super-polite but creepy as fuck. Some ritualized rape required. Or it could be a room in a rooming house of former times, for ladies in reduced circumstances. That's what I am now: my circumstances have been reduced. I s'pose I'm one of the lucky ones: I still have circumstances. A chair. Sunlight. I'm alive. I feel the baby move. These are not small things. These are not things to be dismissed. These are the things that are possible in my reduced circumstances: this room, this house, the way to the store and back. Everything else is impossible: Hannah, Luke, a dive bar with great music, a really sharp machete. It does no good to want the impossible.