If you don’t tell them where they are, I can’t help you. Please let me help you.

Nick

Aunt Lydia: If you don’t cooperate, I fear things will get worse for you, Ofrobert, Ofhoward, the others. All wanted fugitives in grave danger because of you. Bring them home.
June: This isn't there home.
Aunt Lydia: Because you corrupted them. They had a life of meaning here, a life of service.
June: There’s no meaning in this place except violence. You told those girls if they followed the rules, they’d be OK. Then you sent them out to be raped and beaten and humiliated over and over and over. You failed them.
Aunt Lydia: You shut your mouth.
June: You failed them, didn’t you? You failed your precious girls. It is your fault, Aunt Lydia. Your fault, your fault, isn’t it? Listen to me. Your fault, isn’t it?

Luke: June’s in prison, and we’re lighting candles.
Moira: We’re doing everything we can for her.
Luke: Don’t rub it in. Did she choose this?
Moira: Who, June? No, she didn’t choose this.
Luke: Because she chose to stay in Gilead, and she knew she’d probably get caught.
Moira: Maybe. Die trying to do something good.
Luke: It’s just… it’s just she knew she’d probably never see me again, right? She knew she’d probably never see either of us again. And, um, that’s the choice that she made, and I got to respect it. I got to respect her. I can’t ask God for something she didn’t want.
Moira: God’s been looking out for her so far.

Commander Lawrence: Well, she isn't stupid, but she is stubborn, which I guess is a form of stupidity. Perhaps, it’s the most virulent form.
Nick: Here’s the thing, you owe me.
Commander Lawrence: You can’t save her. You understand that right? She is never coming back to you. Why would she?
Nick: I know. I just… I want her to stay alive.
Commander Lawrence: Yeah, well, it’s always nice to want things.
Nick: You used to want things. You wanted things to change. June did that. She changed Gilead.
Commander Lawrence: Gilead was ripe for an overhaul.
Nick: She changed me. She changed you.
Commander Lawrence: So perhaps she’s fulfilled her purpose, and it’s time to move on.
Nick: I can’t move on. I can’t.
Commander Lawrence: I know.

Commander Lawrence: June, you have to tell me where the handmaids are. June, you have to tell me where they are. Or they will hurt Hannah. They will hurt her.
June: No, no, Gilead… they’d never hurt a child. It’s all they care about.
Commander Lawrence: Gilead doesn’t care about children. Gilead cares about power. Faithfulness, old-time values, homemade bread, that’s the just means to the end. It’s a distraction. I thought you would have figured that out by now.
June: I thought you were gonna clean up your mess.
Commander Lawrence: I can’t do it from the end of the rope. This is where we are.
June: Well, go fuck yourself.
Commander Lawrence: Motherhood’s always been an evolutionary puzzle to me.

June: Lydia.
Aunt Lydia: Yes, dear.
June: I’m ready.
Aunt Lydia: Ready for what?
June: For it all to be over?
Aunt Lydia: What?
June: I’m ready. Please just kill me.
Aunt Lydia: Oh, you are not going to be executed. None of you are. Not one handmaid can be spared. We lost so many children thanks to you.

Nick: Hannah’s back home. She’s safe. I’m sorry. I had to what I had to do…
June: Stop. She was scared of me. She wasn’t scared of them. She was scared of me. She was scared. My baby was scared of me. She wasn’t scared of them.
Nick: Listen to me.
June: She didn’t know… she didn’t know me.
Nick: She loves you. She loves you. I love you.

We slept in what had once been the gymnasium. We learned to whisper and listen in darkness. We learned to lipread. Sarah, Ellie, Briana, Alma, Janine, Moira, June.

June

The Handmaid's Tale Season 4 Episode 3 Quotes

Aunt Lydia: If you don’t cooperate, I fear things will get worse for you, Ofrobert, Ofhoward, the others. All wanted fugitives in grave danger because of you. Bring them home.
June: This isn't there home.
Aunt Lydia: Because you corrupted them. They had a life of meaning here, a life of service.
June: There’s no meaning in this place except violence. You told those girls if they followed the rules, they’d be OK. Then you sent them out to be raped and beaten and humiliated over and over and over. You failed them.
Aunt Lydia: You shut your mouth.
June: You failed them, didn’t you? You failed your precious girls. It is your fault, Aunt Lydia. Your fault, your fault, isn’t it? Listen to me. Your fault, isn’t it?

If you don’t tell them where they are, I can’t help you. Please let me help you.

Nick