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Everybody breaks. THT Season 6 forgot that line. (And why Season 4 is the only ending that ever mattered.)

The Testaments hype is everywhere right now and I have feelings about that -- but what it did do was send me back to Season 4. I figured I'd do a casual rewatch, a little context-setting, maybe revisit some scenes for the fan fiction I've been working on (more on that very soon, I promise, I'm obsessed).

What I did not figure was that I would be stopping every fifteen minutes and staring at my ceiling.

Not always in a bad way. Sometimes in a this is extraordinary way. In a I forgot how good this actually was way. In a why is this not the conversation we're having way.

Because here's the thing about Season 4 that the rewatch has clarified for me: this is a nearly perfect season of television.

Not perfect in the way Season 1 is perfect -- Season 1 has a kind of controlled, airless, Atwood-faithful precision that I don't think any season of this show ever fully recaptured. But Season 4 is doing something different and in some ways more ambitious. It's taking everything the show built across three seasons and pushing it to its most extreme, most honest, most morally uncomfortable conclusion. It doesn't flinch. It doesn't soften. It follows its characters into the darkest possible versions of themselves and refuses to look away.

And in terms of individual episodes --most notably, 4x03, 4x09, and 4x10 -- I think it contains some of the best hours this show ever produced. Full stop.

Which makes rewatching it with the full weight of Seasons 5 and 6 already in your body a genuinely disorienting experience. You keep watching the writers make choices -- brave, specific, morally uncomfortable choices -- and thinking: you were right here. You had it. You understood exactly what you were making. What happened.

And then something sharper than grief moves through you. Something that has more anger in it.

Because I've started to think -- not just feel, but actually think, with evidence -- that Season 4 is the last season where Atwood's fingerprints are fully present. In terms of what the show still believed about people, about love, about what survival actually costs and who gets to carry that cost and whether the story is willing to look at it without blinking.

Season 4 doesn't blink. Not once.

There is something Atwood understood that this show understood in its best seasons and slowly, then all at once, stopped understanding. Something about the moral arithmetic of love. About what devotion actually does to people under pressure. About why the right question is never did they do the right thing but always what did the wrong thing cost them, and how do they carry it.

Season 4 asks that question relentlessly. The final season stops asking it entirely. And the clearest place to see that shift -- the scene that functions almost like a diagnostic tool, a before-and-after that holds both versions of the show in the same frame -- is a conversation between June and Janine on a set of train tracks in the middle of nowhere that lasts maybe four minutes and contains more moral intelligence than the entire final season combined.

What the Janine scene actually is.

This scene is making an argument.

June and Janine are the only ones left. Alma and Brianna are dead. They are walking -- or riding, or surviving, in the way the show conveys passage through hostile territory -- and Janine asks the question that has been sitting in the air since 4x03. Did you tell them where to find us.

There is a pause.

The pause is doing work. It is not dramatic hesitation for effect. It is the silence that precedes a truth someone has been hoping they wouldn't have to say out loud. And then June says it. They had Hannah. She didn't know what they would do. She told them.

No speeches. No theological framing. No attempt to locate the choice inside a larger moral framework that might make it more digestible. Just the plain, unadorned fact: they had my child, and I gave you up.

Janine's response -- I wouldn't have told them -- arrives immediately. Reflexively. And this is where the scene becomes brilliant, because the show knows, and we know, and Janine almost certainly knows somewhere underneath the protest, that this is almost certainly not true. Under enough pressure, with the right person's life on the line, Janine would have broken exactly the way June broke. She would have made the same calculation and arrived at the same answer and lived with the same guilt, because that is what love does to people. That is the whole point.

What Janine is doing is not moral judgment. It is survival. It is the construction of a narrative that makes her survival legible -- that gives it meaning rather than randomness. If she is different from June, if she is stronger or purer or more committed to the cause, then her continued existence is not just luck. It is something she earned. Something she deserves. The alternative -- that she's alive because of circumstance and the arbitrary mercy of a universe that has shown nobody in this story any consistent mercy -- is unbearable. So she builds the story she needs.

And here is the thing that makes this scene devastating rather than merely dark: the show doesn't correct her. It doesn't step in with a moment of clarity where Janine realizes she's wrong or June gets to defend herself or the moral ledger gets balanced. It just holds them both in the frame. Janine's accusation. June's guilt. The fact that they are still walking next to each other. Still following each other into whatever comes next. Love and betrayal living side by side in the same ruined landscape without resolution, without absolution, without the comfort of a verdict.

Because the show knows -- and this is the Atwood understanding, the thing I believe was present in the writers' room in Season 4 in a way it stopped being present later -- that this is actually what it looks like. This is the honest account of what love does to people under impossible conditions. It makes them break. It makes them give up things they promised they wouldn't give up. It makes them do the terrible, necessary, human thing and then live with it, and the living with it is not the story of their failure. It is the story of their survival.

Everybody breaks. This is the diagnosis.

Nick says it in 1x03. Not as excuse, not as absolution, not as the kind of thing a character says when they're trying to make someone feel better about something bad they've done. As diagnosis. As the most precise description of what pressure, fear, and love actually do to human beings over time.

Everybody breaks.

It is the foundational statement of this show's moral universe. Not the Ceremony, not the red dress, not the Wings or the wall or any of the visual iconography the show is justifiably famous for. This line. This is the thesis.

Because once you accept that everybody breaks -- that there is no person inside this system, or arguably inside any system of sufficient coercion, who remains entirely unbroken -- the entire moral architecture of the story changes. You can't isolate anyone as uniquely corrupt. You can't preserve anyone as uniquely clean. You can't tell a story about who deserved to survive and who didn't, because survival has nothing to do with deserving.

What you can do -- what the show did beautifully in its best seasons -- is tell a story about what people do with their brokenness. How they carry it. Whether they look at it honestly. Whether they let it make them more human or less.

The Janine scene is that story in miniature. June has broken. She is looking at it. She is not prettifying it or reframing it or locating it inside a narrative where her choice was actually righteous. She is just holding it. The way you hold something that has no comfortable position. And Janine is building her armor, and the show lets both of them do what they need to do without intervening, because it understands that this is how people actually survive things. Not by resolving them. By continuing alongside them.

This is what Atwood understood that the final season forgot: the story was never about who was good. It was about who was still human. Those are not the same thing, and in Gilead, they are frequently incompatible.

The people who stay human are often the ones doing the least defensible things, because staying human means staying attached -- to specific people, specific bodies, specific lives -- in a system that demands abstraction. That demands you subsume yourself into role and function and ideology. The resistance to that abstraction is love. Inconvenient, compromising, morally untidy love.

That's why Nick's line from 1x03 is the thesis. Not because breaking is good, but because the show once understood that the refusal to pretend you haven't broken is the beginning of integrity. And that integrity is not the same as innocence.

What Season 6 does instead.

6x06. Nick has been cornered. Not gradually, not through his own recklessness in any simple sense, but through the accumulated pressure of years inside a system that uses everyone's love against them, that identifies the thing you cannot afford to lose and makes it the lever. He tells Wharton enough to survive the next hour. He makes the calculation that June has made, that the show has validated June making, over and over across five seasons: there is no clean option, there is only which version of breaking produces the most survivable outcome.

In Season 4, when June makes this calculation -- giving up the location of the Handmaids because they have Hannah -- the show calls it devastating necessity. It holds her accountable without condemning her. It gives Janine the space to be hurt. It gives June the weight of the guilt. Nobody gets absolved. Nobody gets the clean exit. The story trusts the audience to understand that there is no moral version of what she did -- only the fact that Hannah is alive and Alma and Brianna are not, and that fact has to be carried, not resolved.

In Season 6, when Nick makes the same calculation with the same love driving it, the show begins the process of reframing it as corruption. As evidence of something wrong with him. As the first step in a sequence that will end with him narratively disposable and June's catastrophic inaction at an airfield.

The math is identical. The motivation is identical. The love is the same love. What's different is the show's willingness to honor it.

I am not saying whether or not Nick should have been absolved. I am saying the double standard is the tell. The show's decision to treat the same act differently depending on who commits it is not a character choice. It reveals what the show has come to believe about love, about who gets to have complicated survival, and about what a woman must eventually outgrow in order to be positioned as whole.

Because the logic the show applies to Nick in Season 6 is not the logic of moral consequence. It is the logic of moral convenience. He becomes corrupt when the story needs him to be corrupt -- when his continued survival and continued devotion would force the narrative to answer questions it no longer wants to face. His breaking is reframed as betrayal not because the show has interrogated his choices honestly, but because the show has decided that June's arc requires her to move away from him, and the cleanest way to enable that movement is to make him unworthy of her grief.

Which brings us to the airfield.

6x09 and the lie the show tells with June's stillness.

I have written about the airfield scene in my autopsy of Execution at considerable length. I want to approach it here from a different angle -- not as a failure of plot logic, though it is that, but as a direct betrayal of what the Janine scene established.

The Janine scene works because it refuses to protect June from herself. It puts her in front of the person she has hurt and makes her say the true thing without softening it. And then it does something even harder: it refuses to let the scene end with resolution. Janine is still hurt. June is still guilty. They are still walking next to each other. The show trusts that this is enough -- that the honest presentation of a moral wound, without cauterization, without a lesson, is itself a form of storytelling.

The airfield scene fails because it does the opposite. It protects June from herself completely. It protects her from having to choose. It protects her from having to act. It puts her in front of the person she loves -- the father of her child, the man whose devotion has been one of the organizing facts of this story for six seasons -- and it makes her stay still.

This is the lie. Not that June doesn't act -- people freeze, people fail, that is human and potentially interesting -- but that the show frames her non-action as something she has earned rather than something she has failed at. There is no Janine on those tracks afterward. There is no one to say: I wouldn't have stood still. There is no moment of honest reckoning with what staying still cost, what it meant, what it reveals about the distance between the woman June was in Season 4 and the woman the show has decided she must become.

The show tells us, through Nick's final lines, that June asked him to give all of this up. Many times. That this is somehow her request being honored, his departure a gift she wanted.

This is not a memory. It is a fabrication.

June Osborne has never once asked Nick to give anything up. The documented, timestamped, six-season record of their relationship shows exactly the opposite. She calls him when she needs extraction. When borders need crossing. When bodies need to disappear. When impossible things need to happen in impossible places. Every time she reaches for him, the stakes get higher. That is the text. That is the show's own evidence.

The line -- she told me to give all this up -- does not reinterpret their history. It overwrites it. It exists for one purpose: to manufacture retroactive consent for June's stillness. To transform her inaction into agreement. To make abandonment look like mutual understanding. To launder a narrative failure into something that resembles tragic symmetry.

It is an alibi. Not a memory.

And the reason this matters so much in the context of the Janine scene is that the Janine scene shows us what the show looked like when it was willing to be honest about the cost of love without providing an alibi. June doesn't get an alibi on those tracks. She doesn't get to say: she would have understood, she told me to do it, it's what she would have wanted. She gets to say: they had Hannah, and I broke, and I'm sorry, and I don't know how to carry it. And the show holds that. Without rescue. Without resolution.

That is the standard the airfield scene fails to meet. Not the standard of some external moral framework, but the show's own standard. The standard it established in Season 4, in a four-minute conversation between two women on a set of train tracks, that said: we are going to look at this honestly, and we are not going to make it comfortable, and we are not going to protect anyone from what it actually costs.

I said at the beginning that Season 4 is the last season where Atwood's fingerprints are fully present.

Atwood's moral universe in The Handmaid's Tale is built on a precise and uncomfortable distinction: the difference between abstract love and incarnated love. The Commander thinks he has accounted for everything. Reproduction, hierarchy, obedience, control. What he cannot model is falling in love -- real falling, the kind that takes a body, a specific person, a face you cannot stop memorizing.

Season 4 understands this. The Janine scene is built on it. June's choice in 4x03 is built on it. The whole season is built on the understanding that love of this kind -- specific, compromising, morally untidy -- is not a flaw in the characters. It is the thing that kept them human. It is the thing Gilead could not take, even after it took everything else.

Season 6 reverses this. It decides, somewhere around 6x06 and completely by 6x09, that this kind of love is something June must outgrow. That devotion which refuses to be moderated is no longer survivable. That passion -- the specific, feral, ungovernable variety -- is a phase mature women eventually discipline themselves out of.

When Season 6 asks June to stand still at that airfield, it is not asking her to be strong. It is asking her to be numb. And it calls that strength because it has confused containment with liberation, and discipline with wholeness, and standing still with having arrived somewhere.

That confusion is not Atwood's. It belongs to the show alone.

Why Season 4 is the ending.

Here is what I've been sitting with during this rewatch. The thing I didn't expect to find on the other side of all this grief.

Season 4 is a complete story. And I mean that not as consolation but as critical argument.

Watch 4x10 again and tell me it isn't. Watch June walk out of those woods with Fred's blood on her face and whisper thank you to the man who handed her the one thing she was owed, and tell me this story has anywhere left to go that it hasn't already arrived. Watch Nick step back so she can step into the fire fully. Watch her go home and apologize to Luke for something she's not actually sorry for, because she already knows she's leaving. Watch the finger, gift-wrapped for Serena. Watch the wall.

This is not a season finale. This is a series finale. The real one. The one the show earned over four years of following June into the dark without flinching.

Think about what 4x10 actually accomplishes structurally. June is out. She has crossed the border carrying everything she became in Gilead -- the rage, the fire, the compromises, the love -- and she has not been asked to set any of it down. Fred is dead, by her hands, on her terms, with the justice that matches the scale of what was taken from her. Nick is still inside, still working, still choosing her in the only ways Gilead permits, still the person who knows her darkness and doesn't flinch from it. Hannah is still there, still the wound that doesn't close, still the reason any of this was worth surviving. Nichole exists in Canada.

Nothing is resolved in the way clean endings resolve things. But everything is true. Everything is honest. Everything has weight.

And crucially -- this is the part the show seems not to have understood about its own ending -- June herself is finally whole. Not healed. Not recovered. Not the woman she was before Gilead, which she was never going to be and shouldn't try to be. Whole in the other sense: the two halves of herself that the show kept trying to split for comfort finally unified in one body, in one night, in one act. The woman she was before and the woman she became after, standing in the woods together without apology.

She doesn't forgive. She doesn't transcend. She doesn't perform softness for anyone's comfort. She meets violence with consequence and walks back into the world still burning, and the show -- for the last time, as it turns out -- does not ask her to apologize for the burning.

That is a complete story. That is, in fact, the only honest ending this story was ever going to be able to tell.

What Seasons 5 and 6 add to that is not continuation. It is subtraction. It takes what the show spent four years building toward and begins the slow process of dismantling it -- softening June's edges, punishing Nick's consistency, reframing love as liability, positioning emotional containment as growth. None of it builds on what 4x10 established. All of it works against it.

The airfield does not extend the story of the woman who walked out of those woods. It contradicts her. The woman who killed Fred with her bare hands and sent his finger to Serena as a promise would not stand still at an airfield while the man she loves walks toward his death. Those two women are not the same woman. The show wants us to believe the distance between them is growth. The distance between them is the show losing its nerve.

The real ending is June in the woods. The real ending is blood on her face. The real ending is Nick stepping back and a thank you barely above a whisper. The real ending is two people who became who they are through each other, standing in No Man's Land for the last honest moment the show ever gives them. The real ending is June going home knowing she's leaving. The real ending is the finger on Serena's doorstep as a promise the show was ultimately too scared to keep.

That ending exists. It cannot be unmade by what came after, no matter how hard the subsequent seasons try to retroactively reframe it. June Osborne's canon ending is documented and timestamped and available on demand, and no airfield and no fabricated alibi and no stillness misbranded as wisdom can reach back and change what it meant.

Atwood understood that the only thing more radical than resistance is honesty about what resistance costs. Season 4 understood that too, in its bones, in the way good television understands things -- through performance and silence and the willingness to hold a difficult image without cutting away.

Everybody breaks. The show forgot that line. And in forgetting it, broke something in itself that the final two seasons never managed to fix.

But Season 4 remembered. Season 4 is still there. Complete, honest, and undiminished by everything that came after it.

The show doesn't get to take that back.

And that, against everything, is enough.

newfan96

“The woman who killed Fred with her bare hands and sent his finger to Serena as a promise would not stand still at an airfield while the man she loves walks toward his death. Those two women are not the same woman.”

This is exactly right. They rewrote June and told us it was Nick who changed. Excellent essay!!

#tht season 4 #justice for nick blaine #osblaine

It happened again… I’m still trying to fix this ending. Read along!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/81082291/chapters/213074251

#osblaine #nick and june #justice for nick blaine #ao3 fanfic

I’ve finished another fanfic making a better ending for Nick and June. I know it’s madness but I can’t help it. If you have the same problem, take a look 😊

https://archiveofourown.org/works/76663976/chapters/200655686

#osblaine #justice for nick blaine #ao3 fanfic

pierpointco

The cast of Industry photographed by Joe Cruz for GQ.

newfan96

Cannot wait!!

#max minghella

I saw Hamnet yesterday and it was really beautiful. Happy to discuss if anyone else saw it. In the ending scene, the music was “On the Nature of Daylight” which is just an amazing piece of music. It was tugging at me the whole time. It fit the scene I was watching so well and was so moving but I also knew it was from one the best moments of Season 4 of THT.

So when I got home I had to find this scene and watch it again (a few times, lol) It’s such a wonderful moment.

And now I’m heartbroken again.

#osblaine #nick and june #justice for nick blaine

sophsun1

New Girl – 2.08: Parents

newfan96

Love these two… classic Nick

#new girl #nick miller

Alternative Ending to that Conversation in 6.07

I hate that the last conversation Nick and June have is out on that road and she’s pissed and he’s devastated. Their relationship and intertwined history (not to mention their fans) deserved better.

I wrote an alternative and I hope you like it!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

#osblaine #nick and june #justice for nick blaine

Still on THT Ending…

I finally gave in and rewatched the last two episodes. Luckily I am able to watch them off Hulu.

They are SO BAD. Just SO bad.

Nick is heartbroken. He is devastated. He is at the most rock bottom we have ever seen him. He is trapped. He thinks (correctly I guess) that June is truly done with him. He hates everyone in Gilead… the only way he has justified staying there was to help June and now that’s not a thing.

On rewatch, I can say, it is absolutely believable that this is what happened… After putting on a show at the wedding in order to appease his FIL, Nick is at the hospital with Rose. Her little speech about loyalty and allegiance is not a turning point for Nick, it pisses him off. His face here is the same face he had when he walked into Lawrence’s wedding reception to punch him in the face. It’s his protective face. It’s his “Hollys dad” face.

Leaving Rose to go to the airport could be 100% about fulfilling his deal with Tuello, to gather intel on what Gilead is doing next, to finally earn enough chips to get out for good. Knowing it would not mean being with June, but an end to this crushing double life.

I just don’t see the heel turn, the decision that he’s all in with Gilead. If his face was the only clue then MM did play it wrong because he just looks crestfallen, out of options, shaken, completely alone and hollow.

To then be told, outside the show, that he boarded that plane a coward, making his choice to be on Gilead side, is absurd.

The “winners” line is so obviously for show. It’s the same way he talked at the McKenzies dinner party in order to convince everyone he was happily married and expecting with Rose. Two seconds later when no one’s paying attention he asks how June is.

Episode 10 is even worse. The words June says about Nick disrespect the last 5 seasons of a storyline EM pushed for and promoted. The forgiveness of Serena is insane and dangerous and one of the least feminist moments of the entire show.

What a disaster.

#osblaine #the handmaids tale #justice for nick blaine #nick blaine

Industry Season 3 (spoilers)

Just finished season 3 of Industry.

Can someone tell me who we are rooting for at this point? What the what is going on with Yasmin? Is she just so desperate to feel protected?

Is Harper just a terrible person or does she have some sense of justice she’s seeking?

And Rish?! That was his wife right? Yikes!!

Poor Robert. Is it true he’s not in season 4? I like him and feel so sorry for him.

#help #this feels like a lot just to support #max minghella #turmoil

#industry hbo #yasmin kara hanani #harper stern #henry muck #max minghella

I keep thinking about the scene in mid season 6 where June tries to convince Ellen that she should go into Jezebels instead of Moira.

Her entire reason is that she has a Commander that will help her if something goes wrong. The confidence/ assumption she has that Nick will just be there when she needs him is wild, but also sort of based in reality. It lends to her arrogance.

Then, when the “betrayal” happens (not), June is suddenly incapable of seeing that, in the moment, Nick did exactly what she always assumes he will. He protects HER from Wharton, maybe also himself, but HER.

So when she sees him getting on that plane, how is she able to let her protector go? They hadn’t “won” Boston yet, she could have still used Nicks assumed protection. Not to mention that it would have been a chance to reciprocate that protection FOR ONCE.

Season 6 was not only a complete departure from the characters and consistency of earlier seasons, it didn’t even match with itself. Still such a devastating disappointment.

#osblaine #nick and june #justice for nick blaine

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