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alliance with us,
Muad'dib, the Tleilaxu.
Let us restore your beloved Chani.
Live content and safe
for the rest of your life...
with her, with your children.
With her, with your children.
My lord, please don't
listen to this blasphemy.
Don't move, Duncan Idaho.
You kill me, and you're
killing Muad'dib's children.
You can feel it, can't you, Muad'dib?
Can't you?
You can hear her.
- I'm afraid, Muad'dib.
- Calling your name.
Father. Don't be afraid, Father.
I'm here, Father,
as you knew I would be.
We go forward. We go back.
Don't be afraid.
We're pre-born, my sister and I,
thanks to our mother and the spice.
Thanks to you.
Father, yes, it is me.
We go forward. We go back.
We are pre-born, my sister and I,
thanks to you.
My eyes. Let me see for you.
I can do it.
I can bring her back to you.
Use my eyes, Father.
Use my eyes.
My eyes. Let me see for you.
Let me see for you.
- Use them.
- I can do it.
I can bring her back.
Let us give you back your love.
- The children! The children!
- They are safe, Muad'dib.
I meddled in the future,
in all possible futures...
trying to create them.
Instead, they created me,
and I became trapped by it.
Yes, but knowing there's a trap
is the first step in evading it.
The first step
along the Golden Path.
Don't be afraid, Father.
The answer is right in front of you.
Finally, I am free.
History is written
on the sands of Arrakis.
Those who wished an end
to House Atreides have failed.
No longer an emperor,
no longer a god...
a simple blind Fremen wanders alone
into the desert to die.
They say he has gone on a journey...
into the land where men walk
without footprints.
He will not be found...
yet all men will find him.
I wonder if that's what he wanted.
I need you, Duncan,
more than ever.
Stay with me.History is written
on the sands of Arrakis.
Muad'Dib is gone...
but his children remain--
almost grown...
and about to face the consequences
of their father's legacy...
a legacy fiercely guarded
by their aunt, Alia...
even as she struggles with the ominous
destiny of her own birthright.
Here I am.
Here I remain.
The Golden Path.
The path I couldn't take.
It's up to you now, my son.
The Golden Path is dangerous, son.
Leto.
I was hoping to see a worm.
You know they never come
close enough to see anymore.
The water has driven them away.
Everything's changing, Ghani.
Changing too fast.
You've had another vision,
haven't you?
My skin wasn't my own.
I was running across the desert
just so fast...
just running and running...
to Jacarutu.
I saw him there again,
our father.
- You sure it was him?
- Yes.
And he spoke of the Golden Path.
It frightens me.
I'm afraid of what it could mean
about us.
- We're not like Alia, Ghani.
- Are you sure?
Will you tell our grandmother all this
when we see her?
I don't know.
What do you think?
It might be wise
to understand her a bit better...
before we allow her
to understand us.
They've come for us.
Haven't they, Irulan?
I expect you both to be
courteous and respectful.
None of your sly comments.
She's a Bene Gesserit...
and she'll know if you're
keeping things from her.
Why should we
keep anything from her?
Do we have anything worth keeping?
That's what I mean, Leto.
Stilgar and I are almost
at our limits with your wit.
Worm sign.
I didn't see anything.
Perhaps a slightly higher altitude
would be advisable, Leto.
My father used to love being this close
to the ground when he flew.
And you, of course,
know this intuitively, don't you?
Just like how you knew to fly
without any training.
Don't forget your Bene Gesserit
training, Stepmother.
Fear is the mind killer.
I'm afraid she's about
to let it pass through her.
It's beautiful.
Simply beautiful.
Have we gone too far?
Have we forgotten?
Bless the maker and his water.
Bless his coming and his going.
May his passing cleanse the world.
May he keep the world for his people.
- Ba-Li-

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