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''servant of the sietch.''
When the owner dies,
the chrysknife dissolves, yes?
It is our legend.
Muad'Dib has dissolved,
but his chrysknife has not.
Stil, a new path must be taken...
one that may require me
to demystify my own father.
To destroy his legacy.
These are not sentiments
I'd share with your aunt...
or her priests, young lord.
Beware Alia, Stil.
She's no longer your friend.
And, Stil...
you must promise
to protect Ghanima.
If anything should happen to me--
anything--
my sister will be your only hope.
You were in the desert.
Yes. I-- I couldn't sleep.
I could have kept you company.
You were sleeping.
I didn't want to disturb you.
You used to. All the time.
We'd sneak out of the sietch together.
No one ever knew.
Sometimes we wouldn't
be back till dawn.
I had to talk to Stilgar.
Oh. I see.
Ghanima, we may have to face
some of what's coming apart.
That doesn't mean
you have to face it alone.
The Atreides man
named Gurney Halleck...
is being sent to the desert
to ask questions.
Sooner or later, he will encounter
someone who can be bought.
Then we must make sure
he buys the right answers.
What shall I do
with the blind fool, Father?
He can still be useful.
Take him into the desert
until we need his sermons again.
Out of chaos comes civil war.
Fremen and Atreides
destroying each other.
The water of our enemies
will feed our revenge.
Our suffering will be repaid
a thousandfold.
Jacarutu.
It was a cowardly thing to do.
You lost so much here.
I know it.
Leto knows it.
Even Alia must know it, in a way.
It helps, doesn't it?
The Litany Against Fear.
You were thinking it, weren't you?
Fear is the mind killer.
Ghani, I've decided
I want you to know my fear.
Fear I've kept hidden too long.
I fear for those who are pre-born.
Just before we came to Arrakis
the first time...
I brought a Reverend Mother
to meet your father.
- He was just a boy.
- I remem--
I've been told.
The Reverend Mother brought a nerve
induction box, tested Paul with it.
I was forbidden to interfere.
He might have died.
But he survived.
Of course, you remember this
in a way that I cannot.
Then that's what your fear is.
The memories I've inherited.
The possibility of possession.
The possibility of abomination.
Not you.
I'm sure of that now.
But you're not sure about Leto.
Is he strong enough, Ghani?
Leto? Can he survive
what's coming?
- What is it that's coming?
- The Sacr-Nabai.
The Golden Path.
Leto used those words
when he and I were together.
He has visions...
of a pilgrimage
deep into the desert...
a journey to a faraway place...
where he sees our father...
and speaks to him
of how things must change.
Change?
How?
He can't tell me.
I think he's holding things
back from me.
But I know this: It's not possession,
and it is not abomination.
And when it is my brother's turn
to be tested...
he too will survive...
just as our father did.
The man has arrived to take you
deeper into the desert.
He says he will help you find
what you're looking for.
So now it has been decided
We'll go into the desert.
So you are the Atreides man,
Gurney Halleck.
I don't like it.
Why would the Corrino family
send gifts to Muad'Dib's children?
An attempt to curry favor with
the future emperor and his sister.
You don't believe that
any more than I do, Duncan.
Nothing is ever as it seems
with my sister.
Even an innocent gift of clothing
can be dangerous.
But how?
I want these examined thoroughly.
Report back to me before they're given
to the children. Is that understood?
I can feel your suspicion, Duncan.
You're wondering if there is
something more complex in my motives.
The history of what brought a Corrino
princess into House Atreides...
is not easily forgotten.
Plans within plans,
is that it, mentat?
Do you doubt my allegiance
to this family?
Allegiances once changed
can change again.
Our sources in the palace assure me...
the robes

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