The Handmaid's Tale

Season #1 - Episode #1

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EXT. MAINE - COUNTRY ROAD - DAY

A road curves through the Maine countryside.

A CAR appears, driving too fast. It swerves, fishtails, then

SKIDS OFF THE ROAD.

The car bounces across a grassy pasture and stops. The

engine revs. The wheels spin, but the car doesn’t move.

LUKE (27, former hipster) jumps out, looks under the car.

The wheels are buried in the soft ground.

JUNE (28) gets out. Carelessly pretty. On a normal day,

she’s feisty and capable. But today she’s fighting panic.

She leans into the backseat and pulls out HANNAH. The threeyear-

old is scared, crying a bit.

JUNE:

(to Hannah)

Shhh, you’re okay. Did the car go

bump?

(to Luke, urgent)

Can we push it out?

LUKE:

(mind racing, fearful)

I don’t know. I think.

(and then)

We need to put something under the

wheels.

Luke moves around the car, pops the trunk. Rushing.

SIRENS SCREAM IN THE DISTANCE. Coming closer.

Luke and June FREEZE -- pure terror. They’re out of time.

Luke makes a decision.

LUKE (CONT’D)

Go, take her.

There’s an augural certainty in his voice. But June is less

sure.

(CONTINUED)

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JUNE:

We need the car.

Luke grabs a BACKPACK, starts tossing in water bottles,

diapers, a small ziploc bag filled with GOLD JEWELRY.

LUKE:

Just keep going north.

Luke points, across the field to the woods.

LUKE (CONT’D)

It’s about two miles to the river.

They said someone would meet us.

(and then)

Go, I’ll catch up.

The sirens grow louder. Engines GROWL nearby.

June hesitates, but just for a moment -- there’s no time for

sentiment.

June pulls Hannah close and RUNS FOR THE WOODS.

She doesn’t look back.

EXT. MAINE WOODS - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Tall boxelders and sugar maples shade an undergrowth of

spindly Balsam Pines.

June runs, carrying Hannah as she weaves between the trees.

She gone a few hundred yards when --

THREE QUICK GUNSHOTS ECHO.

JUNE STOPS SHORT. She turns back and scans the woods for a

long, terrible beat.

Nothing. Just the sounds of the forest. Trees creaking in

the wind.

Then, she sees MOVEMENT.

NOT LUKE.

Men in BLACK UNIFORMS. She can hear their faint SHOUTS.

They carry SNUBBY AUTOMATIC RIFLES.

F***. June RUNS FOR HER LIFE.

She stumbles, almost falls, keeps running. As fast as she

can. She’s gasping from fear and exertion.

(CONTINUED)

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But she isn’t going to outrun them, not carrying Hannah. She

looks around for somewhere to hide -- makes a quick decision.

June pulls Hannah to the ground behind a FALLEN TREE. Hannah

CRIES. June covers her mouth.

JUNE:

(almost silent)

Shhh, baby girl. Please.

Her pursuers close in. Six, eight of them. All men.

We can see them clearly now.

These aren’t police, and they aren’t soldiers. There are no

American Flags on these uniforms. Just a symbol on the

shoulder.

Two Angel wings.

These are GUARDIANS OF THE FAITH.

GUARDIAN #1

(pointing)

Go up around there...

GUARDIAN #2

Do you see her?

June holds Hannah tightly as the Guardians move closer. Her

mind races.

Then, suddenly, her most primal instincts take over. June

GETS UP AND RUNS WITH HANNAH IN HER ARMS.

A Guardian immediately spots them.

GUARDIAN #1

There!

June runs HARD, FAST -- fueled by crystalline panic.

A GUARDIAN sprints after her, catches up. HE GRABS HER by

the collar.

June twists VICIOUSLY. She punches the Guardian, a few hard

jabs, and manages to pull free.

June runs, holding Hannah close.

But more Guardians have caught up. They grab for her,

pulling her down to the ground.

JUNE:

Get off, get the f*** off me...!

(CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED:

June SCREAMS, CLAWS, PUNCHES, KICKS. A Guardian pulls away

screaming, his eye bloody. A BEADY-EYED GUARDIAN stumbles

back clasping his groin.

BEADY-EYED GUARDIAN

(hurting and furious)

Whore....

She’s a fighter. But there are too many. The Guardians

manage to hold her.

They drag Hannah from her arms.

JUNE:

No no no! Don’t touch her...!

HANNAH:

Mommmmmy!

June desperately tries to get free. The BEADY-EYED GUARDIAN,

still hurting from the kick to the groin, hits June in the

head with a TRUNCHEON.

June FALLS BACK as the world swims gray.

GUARDIAN #1

(re:
June)

Careful! She’s a red tag.

HANNAH:

Mommmmmy!

JUNE turns her head. Half-conscious, she sees HANNAH

REACHING OUT FOR HER as a GUARDIAN CARRIES HER AWAY.

ON JUNE’S FACE as her eyes flutter into unconsciousness --

FADE TO PURE:

WHITE:

EXT. MAINE WOODS - DAY - LATER

OVER WHITE. VOICES. DRY LEAVES, STICKS CRACKING -- THE

SOUND OF BOOTS WALKING ON THE FOREST FLOOR.

JUNE’S FACE as she drifts awake.

She tries to focus -- she can see the trees up above,

stretching into gray sky.

She is MOVING.

PULLING BACK, we see that June is strapped to a STRETCHER.

Guardians carry her out of the woods.

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EXT. MAINE - COUNTRY ROAD - DAY - CONTINUOUS

The Guardians carry June towards the road. June can see her

CAR, still sitting in the field where she left it.

No sign of Luke.

THREE BLACK SUV’s sit parked on the road. Official vehicles

with flashing lights. They are all marked with the same

angel wings symbol. More GUARDIANS mill around.

A RED VAN waits. Doors open. Like a trap.

The Guardians load June into the van. THEY LOCK THE DOORS.

THE BLOOD-RED VAN drives away down the country road. As it

grows smaller in the distance, we hear JUNE’S VOICE.

JUNE (V.O.)

(calm)

A chair. A table. A lamp.

INT. WATERFORD HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY

The bedroom is perfectly neat, decorated in beiges.

Polished wood floor, braided rug. A folksy touch.

It could be a room in a QUAINT NEW ENGLAND B&B.

JUNE (V.O.)

Above, on the ceiling in the middle

of the room, there’s a spot that’s

been plastered over.

(and then)

There must have been a chandelier

once. They’ve removed anything you

can tie a rope to.

JUNE sits, hands folded, looking out of the window. She wears

a full RED DRESS, almost a cloak.

A starched-white bonnet covers her head, obscures her face.

JUNE (V.O.)

There’s a window with white

curtains. The glass is

shatterproof. But it isn’t running

away they’re afraid of. A Handmaid

wouldn’t get far. It’s those other

escapes, the ones you can open in

yourself.

(and then)

Given a cutting edge.

(and then)

(MORE) (CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED:

JUNE (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Or a twisted sheet and a

chandelier.

It is an otherworldly tableaux. A woman draped in red, in

this dollhouse-perfect bedroom.

JUNE (V.O.)

I try not to think about those

escapes. It’s harder on Ceremony

day.

(and then)

Thinking can hurt your chances. And

I intend to survive. I intend to

survive for her.

(and then)

My name is Offred. I had another

name, but it’s forbidden now. So

many things are forbidden now.

June is now OFFRED.

Welcome to our world. Welcome to Gilead.

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