All language subtitles for The.Testaments.S01E04

Previously on the testaments...

- Mom!
- It was gilead.

You're in danger. I need
to get you out of here.

I need you to trust me.

Being a woman on god's
green earth is no easy feat.

Who can bring forth god's children?

Who, but you?

Dr. Grove is ready for you.

Becka's gonna be
thrilled you're a green now.

You know, you really are
getting to be a big girl, Agnes.

I imagine your breasts
must be quite tender.

It's starting to move very, very fast.

- It's a dress, not a husband.
- Not yet.

She could get an offer from
a commander at the dance.

You will have to make many
difficult decisions when you are wives.

I imagine it's a lot to
handle. Being a new wife.

God only sends us what we can bear.

It will be great. Pushing
strollers together.

I don't want to get married.

- I don't want a husband.
- But what else would you do?

Agnes! Get down!

Why does gilead want to kill me?

They don't want to kill you.
They want to take you back.

When you got out of gilead,
they would not stop looking for you.

Mayday's got you.

What the fuck happened?
Was that mayday?

It was meant to be a retrieval mission.

The girls weren't supposed to get hurt.

- What is this?
- Map of the school.

I need to speak to June.

You guys are just some sloppy shitshow.

My life is in your hands here.

Gilead was so beautiful,
sometimes I could forget where I was.

I could forget to be scared
shitless for a second.

But just a second.

Since the bus attack,
security was everywhere.

I was sure the eyes were
going to pull me off the street.

Of course, the gals
had their own fish to fry.

Marriage season was all
about sucking up to the aunts.

This time, it was a tea party.

The girls stressed out about
buying flowers and sweets

to please the aunts.

I get it.

Always be extra nice to the frigid sadists

who are arranging your marriage.

Gilead pro-tip.

You're welcome.

Here. Miss MacKenzie is
still choosing a few others.

Thank you.

Tell garth, he's got to move me.

Or get me out!

I think they're closing in.

Please.

We're ready!

Beautiful day for a tea party.

It's hot. Is anyone else hot?

You both look so different in green.

Do... do you feel different?

Not really.

My green dress has a
bow on the back of it.

My mom made it.

Just in case.

She's not supposed to do that.

Whatever. God loves a
woman who anticipates.

You know it's against the rules.

What's up with her?

It's okay.

It's a good thing. It means we're safe.

They were mayday.

Is she about to throw up?

Pray, give her a second.
She's not used to this stuff.

Don't feel sorry for them.

They tried to kill us. They're rebel scum.

We'll catch up in a second.

Pearl girls.

Look, I know it's scary.

They pretended to be one of us,

meanwhile, the entire
time they hated us.

They tried to kill us.

The eyes will always find them.

You don't have to worry. Okay?

That's why the florist was so scared.

Gilead is out there, looking for us.

Hunting us.

All I could think about is
how that could be me up there.

And if I didn't get out of
here soon, it would be.

But here we are, going to Agnes's
house for a fucking tea party.

This Madeleine is perfect.

Humbled... Yes...

Turn it, so that... that's
what they see first.

- Yes.
- Yes, like... just right there so the...

the meat shows when
they... when they walk in.

So it's what they see
first. Yeah, that's good.

Of course, you think it's easy.

You've been practicing for months.

Okay, so now you need to practice.

Like this, around... Here, come here.

Okay, ready? 'Kay.

One, two, three.

One, two, three...

you're stepping on the three.
It's supposed to be on two.

Like this.

One, two, three. One, two, three.

- Becka.
- You try.

Do I have to?

The waltz is the easy part.

You still have to learn
the opening number.

What if I get it wrong at the ball?

Am I gonna look totally lame?

No. No.

You'll look adorable.

You always do.

Okay, come here.

I will be the commander.

You be you. Okay?

Right foot back, side... together.

Okay, now the tricky part.

Raise your arm. Up, like this.

Together.

And down.

Okay, I think you've got it.

There you are!

We have guests arriving.

Becka was teaching
me the dance for the ball.

Thank you, becka. She
needs all the help she can get.

But the aunts will be here any minute.

Those are in the fridge.

Your hair is frizzy again.

Do you see what I'm dealing with?

Paula, you have so much to do.

- I'll spruce little Agnes up.
- Thank you.

Here, let's press this.

Just... just beyond, Agnes.

So, Paula is still a blessing, I see.

- I thank god for her every day.
- Aw, charcuterie.

This basket is off the charts.

- Pears!
- Let's go check out your bounty.

- Who sent this?
- It's crazy.

I've never seen a spread like this.

You clearly made an impression.
Tenderloin. That's no joke.

She also got oranges.

Commander Stevens. He's a catch.

Oranges are alright, but didn't
you get guavas and lychees

when you were a green?

Yeah, but they were
easier to get back then.

Artichoke is hard to come by these days.

Which commander is this?

Collins. He's in charge
of one of the colonies.

- Ew.
- Yikes.

- No, thank you.
- Ew.

So, who do you think will match,
and who's gonna crash and burn?

Becka's doing well. She got lamb chops.

Of course, you did. I bet
jehosheba's crazy jealous.

- Jehosheba will do just fine.
- I was two people.

One could walk and talk, say
"praise be" and "yes, ma'am."

And the other could only
think about those dead bodies

hanging from the bridge.

Was it obvious to everyone?

Luckily, I was basically invisible.

Penny! Can you feel
the baby kicking yet?

No, it's too early for that.

You know, I can't wait.

And Michael is even
more excited than I am.

You're so much further
along than last time.

Hulda!

Sorry.

You can be so slow sometimes.

Spread out. Search the house.

Blessed be the fruit.

Downstairs first. Search the rooms.

Copy. Sweeping downstairs.

If you see something you
don't like, raise a flag. Okay?

Guardian?

I'd like to have that card
from commander Stevens read.

Please.

Yes, Mrs. Judd.

"Agnes, congratulations
on reaching this milestone."

"God hath blessed you in every respect.

"I look forward to a dance at the ball.

Praise be."

I'm worried about being executed.

She's over there getting horny.

Under his eye, right, Agnes?

Girls, the cars are pulling up to the gate.

Quick, quick. Come along.

- Yes, mother.
- I'm coming.

Under his eye.

Clean that up immediately.

Yes, Mrs. MacKenzie.

- Everything check out?
- Yes. Let's go.

A woman in the florist shop
almost got me caught today.

She was terrified.

She said she needs you to move her.

Shit.

Is something happening?

This morning, I had to
walk past three dead bodies.

Lower your voice.

Gilead's retaliating for
what happened with the bus.

Has commander Hayes'
daughter said anything?

Her father take any trips?

- Commander...?
- Shunammite.

No. Are you even listening to me?

Those people that
they hung were mayday.

I have to get the fuck out of here.

It's too dangerous.

You knew that coming in.

Yeah, coming in, I assumed you
guys had an organized operation.

What, so you thought it
would just go smoothly?

No bumps? It's a rebellion!

Who do I talk to about
getting out of here?

I don't trust you guys anymore.

And what about the trust we put in you?

We have never had someone get
this close to these girls, their fathers,

the men who run this country.

We waited for this.

If you leave now, we may
never have the chance again.

- We need you to do this.
- Do what?

What's the goalpost?

When do I get to leave?

I don't know.

Fuck you.

Find out.

Look, if you get something helpful,

information that really
makes a difference,

at least they'll feel like they
got some return on investment.

Just don't get caught
and hung while I do it?

This wasn't just a tea
in honor of the aunts.

It was the last chance for the top
Greens to show they're wife material.

Running a high commander's house
was definitely not for the fainthearted.

The aunts needed to see
who could handle the pressure

and who would break.

They would end up with
losers, abusers, or worse.

One stumble and you
could be forever fucked.

Welcome to my world, ladies.

Blessed day, our most cherished guests.

What an honor to
welcome you all here today.

We are so grateful for how well
you've groomed our girls for marriage.

I'm sure it was no small task.

Please, enjoy this afternoon

as a humble token of our appreciation.

We are but vessels for his will.

And the girls are eager to
show their appreciation as well.

Isn't that right, jehosheba?

Yes, mother.

God has been so generous

in blessing us all with the best teachers.

And I plan to carry the
wisdom you have taught us

for the rest of my life.

Shall we begin?

Please, follow me.

Perfect nails, tailored dresses.

Meanwhile, these women
are all married to war criminals.

Mrs. MacKenzie is the Alpha here,

because she's married to the
most important commander.

She has power.

Reflected, but still.

That's what all these
girls desperately want.

Power is survival in gilead.

Given the most recent troubles,

are you concerned some
commanders will... will miss the ball?

All is as the lord intends.

Praise be.

Jehosheba's father
designed the colonies.

He took a trip to visit them recently.

A piece of intel I picked up

when jehosheba complained her
Marthas slacked off during his absence.

Is it more prudent to postpone

until we're sure that the dust
has settled on all this... ugliness?

All will be well.

Becka's parents are nobodies,

so her mom has to
make nice with everybody.

The commanders will be there.
You have no reason to worry.

I will trust in the aunts, as always.

Ladies?

Aunt Lydia, would you do us the honor?

Heavenly father, we offer this
bounty and abundance in thanks...

Heavenly father, or mother,

goddess of the earth, if you really exist,

strike lightning through
these bitches' hairdos

and send a helicopter
to get me out of gilead.

And these thy gifts,

which we are about to
receive from thy bounty,

- through Christ, our lord...
- Also,

I'd love a big Mac.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Amen.

Let's have some tea.

From what I can tell,

these girls aren't expected to
make anything or do anything.

It's all been bought at a shop
or prepared by their Marthas.

Their only job is to make
sure everything is perfect.

That usually involves bossing
around the people below them,

which they're fucking great at.

The color.

It's too light. You didn't
brew it long enough.

It's Jasmine tea. It's supposed to be light.

If you brew it too long, it gets bitter.

Make it again!

Why are you doing this to me?

I'll make you a new one.
Don't distress yourself.

- Don't worry.
- It's okay.

- Don't worry about it. They'll clean up.
- My Martha brewed extra tea

if you want to use some of ours.

It's lovely. Thank you, Rosa.

You got this.

I feel so bad for them.

For that to happen right
at the start of their season.

You mean, the bus?

I hope that they find every
single one of those terrorists

and gender traitors and
string them up like rats.

Can I get you more ginger ale?

Aren't you sweet?

No, thank you, I'm fine.

Best of luck, girls!

Excellent form, girls.

Wonderful, isn't it?

Well done, Miriam.

Miriam!

Dear.

I'm so, so sorry, Mrs. Ma...

MacKenzie. I'll go get my Martha now.

It's no worry at all, dear.

I... I can't believe I did that.

It was a mistake, but "the
lord waits to be gracious to us,"

so... fingers crossed.

What happened?

She spilled her tea.

That's it?

Aunt estee. Pray, I'm so
sorry to have failed you.

All one can do is her best.

Pray, I won't be married off
to a man from the colonies,

will I?

Whatever happens
is in god's plan for you.

How could she do that?

By his hand.

- It's okay.
- It's okay.

It's okay.

Breathe, breathe. It's okay.

I didn't understand it then.

I'm not sure I understand it now.

But it was real to them.

As real as anything I've ever felt.

As real as a heart attack.

Or a hanging.

Blessed day. Are you lost?

Blessed day, sir.

Well, what brings you in here?

Forgive me. The
chocolate on your desk, sir.

I haven't had any since
before I came to gilead.

I'm sorry.

I'll accept whatever correction
you deem appropriate, sir.

I used to bring these home to
my daughter when she was little.

But I don't think she likes them anymore.

Aunt Lydia, she paired
me with miss Agnes.

I have much to learn and
she sets such a pious example.

And she's been so kind to me.

Yes, she's a very good girl.

I suppose she's not a girl now.

Is she happy?

"Joyful indeed are those
whose god is the lord."

You must be needed at the party.

Go in grace.

So, how do you think you did?

- Fine?
- Fine.

Well, I'm sure you guys
looked better than Miriam.

That wasn't her fault.

Who cares? She chunked it.

Poor Miriam.

Girls, back into the parlor. Off you go.

I'm so proud of you.

Thank you, Rosa.

I know what you're doing.

I wasn't doing anything.

Staring at a man like that?

Maybe you don't care
what happens to you,

but you can get him in a lot of trouble.

Guardians are punished for a lot less.

Come now, it's time for
the commander's cake.

Just so you know, I used
to have a lot of guy friends.

It was totally platonic,
and it wasn't a big deal.

Ladies, the lord revels

in how you have all
comported yourselves today.

You have done your mothers proud.

And you have done us proud.

And so, we finish with a gilead tradition.

The commander's cake.

Inside one of these
slices, a hidden treasure.

Shall we find out who is so lucky?

Who will have his light shined
upon her at this juncture?

Let them eat their cake, vidala!

Dig in, girls.

Agnes found the bride!

History has it that whoever
gets the bride is the first to marry.

It's kind of like catching the bouquet.

It's a porcelain bride.

Not a plastic one.

There's no plastic in gilead.

Is it... bad?

Of course, it's bad.

How awful.

And with the ball so soon.

Don't worry, Paula.

I'll call my husband and make
sure she gets seen right away.

Praise be your kindness.

Go clean up, Agnes. I'll send for a car.

Hey, don't worry.

My dad will take good care of you.

I promise.

Have a blessed day, commander.

Agnes. Lovely to see you, as always.

Come.

I guess even in gilead,

no one likes to go to the fucking dentist.

You're in luck.

A simple bonding will
do the trick. Very routine.

Praise be.

This is just a mild sedative.

There we go.

Just recite the lord's prayer
and before you know it...

you'll wake up with a perfect smile.

Our father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come...

Thy will be done... On earth... As it is...

Hey.

A chocolate from commander
MacKenzie's office.

You wanted to know
whose dads were traveling.

The Swiss are neutral.

It's an import.

Look at the back.

Japan has sanctions against gilead.

What was he doing there?

Why the fuck would I know?

That's your job.

Also, you might want
to be careful with Agnes.

She's in love with you.

Nice work letting that happen.

Welcome back.

If you have any pain, tell your mother.

She'll call me.

And good luck at the ball.

I'm sure you and becka will do great.

Okay, come. Let me see.

Smile. Open.

Thank the lord. Dr. Grove
does beautiful work.

I blame your mother for this.

She gave you weak teeth, didn't she?

Tabitha?

No, not Tabitha.

It's not your fault that you
come from weak genes.

That's where that
rebellious streak comes from.

She has a weak chin.

Can't fix that.

So... how many mothers have you had?

One.

Paula's my stepmother. My mother died.

But your stepmother
mentioned someone else.

Your birth mother?

We don't...

it's rude to talk about that here.

I'm sorry.

My mom died, too.

I'm sorry.

So did my birth mother.

Daisy, dear. It's time
for you to head back.

Your ride's around the house.

The leftover cake.

For you and the other Pearl girls.

Thank you.

Have a blessed evening, miss Agnes.

A lot later, I found out
what happened to the florist.

She tried to run when
the eyes came to the shop.

She was shot dead in the street.

I found out her name was Candace.

Rest in peace, Candace.

I'm sorry I couldn't help you.

Candace panicked, and now she's dead.

Don't show anything.

No matter what, no matter
how much I'm freaking out inside.

I need to keep my shit
together, like they do.

Like Agnes, like all of them.

I'm sure they're
panicking a lot of the time,

and I don't even see it.

Push it down. You can do it.

That's what they're
always telling us in gilead.

"God never gives us
more than we can handle."

But that, as they used to
say in my world, is bullshit.

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