The Handmaid's Tale
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- Year:
- 1990
- 108 min
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I'm tired, Mommy.
OK, OK, sweetie.
- We're all tired, honey.
- OK.
Here we go.
Hold tight.
- Come on, sit.
Now hold on tight.
- Like that.
[ OVER P.A.]
This is Border Patrol.
This is Border Patrol.
You are approaching the border
of the Republic of Gilead.
You're not allowed any closer.
Turn back.
This is Border Patrol.
This is Border Patrol.
You are approaching the border
of the Republic of Gilead.
You are not allowed any closer.
Turn back.
This is Border Patrol.
This is Border Patrol.
You are approaching
the border of the Republic...
I'll keep them busy.
[ Screaming ]
No! No!
[ Gunfire ]
[ Crying ]
[ Gunshot ]
Mommy!
Jill! Get down!
[ Shouting ]
Jill! No!
My baby!
Jill!
[ Screaming ]
- Let's go.
- [ Shouting ]
Come on.
[ Horn honking ]
[ Horn honking ]
Results for
following numbers...
3964, positive.
4281, positive.
6836, positive.
2184, negative.
- 958...
- Don't push me!
...98, positive.
6131, negative.
7631, positive.
5128, negative.
2147, negative.
9282, negative.
No, you've made a mistake.
You've made a mistake, I...
I know! Please!
Let me go!
[ Shouting ]
All right. Let's go.
Mommy.
Mommy.
Mommy?
[ Shouting ]
Thanks.
Hello, girls. Relax.
Relax. I'm Aunt Lydia.
Are you all well?
Come on, I want you to say,
"We're very well, Aunt Lydia."
So, are you well?
Very well, Aunt Lydia.
That's great,
because you are well.
You're healthy,
you're free from infections...
and you're the only ones
whose tests are positive.
You're the lucky ones.
We're the lucky ones.
Amen.
You're going to be Handmaids.
and your country.
All right, girls.
Into the bus. Let's go.
How long were you in?
I'm not sure.
What'd you do,
and how'd they get you?
What about you?
Gender treachery.
I like girls.
Christ, they could have sent you
to the colonies.
They don't send you
to the colonies...
if your ovaries
are still jumping.
WOMAN:
All right, sisters.GUARD:
Move it.
WOMAN:
Move it!Get on that bus. Move it!
Go on, sisters.
You can't make me
break my vows!
Get on that bus. Quiet.
Don't, please!
# Oh, God from whom
all blessings flow #
# Hear us, your daughters
here below #
# They house the vessels
of the seed #
# Of those who come
to us in need #
# Remove our anger,
cleanse our will #
# And leave us empty
to refill #
Let us pray.
Oh, God, make us fruitful.
ALL:
Oh, God, make us fruitful.
Stop it! Why do you think
God made you a woman?
You can't...
Mortify my flesh
that I may be multiplied.
ALL:
Mortify my fleshthat I may be multiplied.
- Amen.
- My God!
ALL:
Amen.[ Shouting ]
AUNT LYDIA:
Good night, girls.
What's your name?
Kate. What's yours?
Moira.
I am Joanna.
- I'm Alice.
- I'm Stephanie.
I'm Susan.
My name is Kathleen.
I'm Cara.
I am Julie.
GIRL:
Mommy.Mommy?
Mommy!
Eat it, and you'll like it.
That's enough!
You're getting the best.
There's a war on, you know.
The air got too full once
of chemicals and radiation.
Next.
AUNT LYDIA:
The rain waterswarmed with toxic molecules.
Sit.
These poisons flowed into the rivers,
crept into people.
Place your right arm
in the sleeve.
AUNT LYDIA:
The result, sterility.
Remove your arm.
Today, only one out of
a hundred women...
can still bear children,
and some women stopped.
no future, they refused.
Refused to bear children!
They wouldn't even try!
They were lazy women!
They were sluts.
There is more than
one kind of freedom.
In the days of anarchy,
it was "freedom to".
Now, you're being given
"freedom from."
Don't underrate it.
[ Footsteps ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Sobbing ]
AUNT LYDIA:
I hate to punish her,
but she abused herself...
and your body is
a temple of purity.
So let that be
a lesson to you.
We know men can't help it,
but we're different.
We have self control.
Dignity.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Remember, you're not her equal.
You're a Handmaid.
That is your role in life.
Do you understand?
Yes.
She could do you
a lot of harm.
Well, if you are chosen,
it will be a great honor.
[ Whistling ]
AUNT LYDIA:
I must stressthat another incident...
of the previous nature
will not be tolerated.
But I think you'll find
this young woman satisfactory.
You may come in now.
[ Leaves rustling,
water spritzing ]
Come in.
Sit down.
Is this your first placement?
Yes, it is.
Well, here's how it works.
I see as little
of you as possible.
Understand?
But if I get trouble...
I give trouble back.
Is that clear?
Yes, ma'am.
I've read your file.
I know you're not stupid.
Do you want this job?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Don't call me "ma'am".
You're not a Martha.
You will sleep here,
in your own room...
but if the Commander goes
to the front or to the capital...
you will go back to sleep
at the Red Center.
Now, I want to ask you
one question.
Answer from your heart.
Do you want a baby?
Do you really want one?
It won't work if you
don't want one.
Do you really want
to have a baby?
Yes, I do.
We could help each other.
We could.
[ Clapping ]
Sit down.
Everybody sit, girls.
Right. Anyone.
There was date rape,
even on campus.
[ Indistinct chatter ]
It was horrible.
Name her.
Yes, your name?
Come on.
Step forward now.
What am I supposed to say?
Just tell us how it was
back then.
It was horrible.
Speak up.
I was raped when
I was fourteen by six guys...
in my high school class.
It, um...
It was at a party.
We'd all been drinking.
I thought that they
were my friends.
Then I, uh,
I had... an abortion.
[ Gasping ]
But it wasn't my fault.
My mother, she made me do it.
She wouldn't let me
have the baby.
Whose fault was it?
ALL:
Her fault.[ All repeating ]
Who led them on?
ALL:
She did.[ All repeating ]
Why did God allow
such a terrible thing to happen?
- Teach us a lesson.
- Let's hear it.
ALL:
Teach us a lesson.[ All repeating ]
What is she?
ALL:
She's a whore.ALL:
[ Chanting ]Whore!
I'm going crazy.
This is a f***ing loony bin.
That's enough.
ALL:
Whore!I didn't...
I didn't mean to do it.
I led them on.
I assume the pain. I'm sorry.
Very good, Janine.
Bathroom?
[ Door creaks open ]
Is that you?
Yes.
God, do I need a cigarette.
Listen...
I have a placement.
I go tomorrow.
Oh, f***! I'll miss you.
I'll miss you, too.
The damn wives
don't want me.
I don't know why.
Maybe I scare them.
Maybe they think I want
Maybe it's the
damn f***ing husbands.
Maybe they know
I think they suck.
Jesus, Moira.
Be careful, for Christ's sake.
I don't know
what's wrong with me.
I gotta do something.
I'm gonna fake like I'm sick.
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