received word from Salusa Secundus. Shaddam is dead. It was very generous of Muad'dib to permit his wife... to attend the funeral of his mortal enemy. How grateful you must be for the safety my sacrifice assured our father... and you. Not one major house represented! Not one! Muad'dib would not allow any formal delegations, milady. As far as he was concerned, your father died the day he was defeated on Arrakis. My father was the 81 st Padishaw emperor. A colossus! Who is this bastard Atreides but some Bedouin charlatan? Do not underestimate the power of Muad'dib's prescience, milady. Your father did, to his great misfortune. My father was betrayed by you... and your simpering Spacing Guild. And those witches of the Bene Gesserit. And for what? For spice. You abandoned your emperor for spice. We cannot guide our ships without it, milady. And that is why you will help me kidnap a worm and bring it here. I mean no disrespect, Princess... but take a worm from Arrakis? Even if the Idaho ghola succeeds, there is still the sister to contend with. We must be prepared with other means to diminish the Atreides' power. You want to bring a worm here? Salusa Secundus might prove hospitable to the great worms of Arrakis. If they thrived, a new spice cycle could begin. And? Atreides monopoly would be broken. Plans within plans. If Muad'dib ever suspected such a gambit... he would smash this planet and the Corrino name into oblivion. We're already in oblivion. Kidnap a worm from Arrakis. The spice must flow. Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The doctors say her metabolism has accelerated. The pregnancy is proceeding faster than normal. It will be a dangerous birth. Beloved. I'm sorry. I've distracted you. If only you could distract me forever. My body's confusing me, Muad'dib. My life burns faster. I'm so hungry, always hungry. Make arrangements, Stil. We leave for the sietch as soon as possible. The baby will be born there. Inform my sister. - How long have you been there? - Long enough. Are you sick, my lady? You don't know what it's like to hunt the future. You've taken spice. Too much. My brother needs me, Duncan, and my vision is incomplete. I need to remember. I need to remember the future. - I'm going to summon doctors. - No. No. Don't leave me. I just need to... just to... I can't move. What are you doing to me? I am playing. You were made to be played. Like Othyem. Poor fellow. Had a terrific struggle with you. The flesh did not want to come back. - You are Tleilaxu. - Born and bred... in the same tank. Just we two... in the same tank. First me, then you... then you. You're trying to bring out the violence in me. Oh, no. Not yet. The script is written, but the stage is not set. But one day soon, the emperor will come to you... a mask of grief obscuring his face. And he'll say, "She's gone. She is gone." And then you will finally know what you're expected to do. - She is gone. - She is gone, Duncan. Now it's time to forget what you remember when day becomes night. Forgetting is not having till the words are right What do you see with those eyes? What everyone sees. We're leaving for the sietch this morning. - And I'll be left behind. - Appropriate, I'd say... considering what you've done. I never meant to hurt Chani or you. I just... I've given orders no harm is to come to you... no matter what happens. - Is she... - She's well... for the moment. I've been cruel to you, Irulan. - I don't want your pity. - I'm offering none. Simply telling you the truth. You were destined, conditioned. I understand only too well. Destined to be used. - By you? - By your father. By the Bene Gesserit. By the Spacing Guild. To protect them from me. And they'll get their wish, though not exactly as they'd like it. I don't understand. The time of plots and revenge is coming to an end.
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