June: You don't understand. I lied to you. This is a...brutal place.
Castillo: Ms. Offred?
June: They kill us if we try to run away. They beat us, maim us...cut off a finger if you get caught reading. Second offense, just the whole hand. They rape me. Each month when I might be fertile.
Castillo: I'm sorry.
June: We didnt choose this. We're prisoners. I was caught trying to escape. They took my daughter.
Castillo: I'm...sorry.
June: You don't have to be sorry. Please don't be sorry. You need to do something.
Castillo: I...can't help you.
June: What are you going to trade us for? Fucking CHOCOLATE?! We're human beings!
Castillo: I am from Xipica, Ms Offred. It is nice city, about the size of Boston. We haven't had a baby born alive in six years. My country is dying.
June: My country's already dead.
--The Handmaid's Tale, 1x06