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as long as
I can prevent it. Do you understand?
I don't know.
Perhaps it would be better
if I never became emperor.
I'm being selfish, I know.
But I think it's necessary
for me and Ghanima...
to have the freedom
to learn to live with what we are.
And what are you, Leto...
that you need this time
to find out about yourself?
Why don't you tell me?
That's why you're here, isn't it?
You remind me of your father.
And my grandfather?
My namesake.
Your beloved duke.
Such an admission would be
complicated, wouldn't it?
We may have to enter a realm of
intimacies that would make us both...
uncomfortable.
In a way, I find it reassuring...
that he lives on in you.
How little you understand
how he lives on in me.
Is that what you're struggling with?
Yes.
To know the future is to be
trapped by it, Grandmother.
My father knew it,
but he couldn't escape it.
I want more freedom than that.
A universe of surprises.
That is what I pray for.
Is such a universe possible
for someone like you?
Possible? Yes.
But is it desirable?
I have a difficult decision to make,
Grandmother.
Do I accept the Atreides mystique?
Dress myself in our myths?
Live for my subjects
and die for them...
or do I chose another path?
A Golden Path.
One that may change me,
change human destiny forever?
I don't understand.
No, I know you don't because
you do not understand time.
I can help you.
On the contrary, Grandmother.
It is I who will help you.
We must work together.
- We?
- Otherwise we're vulnerable.
- To what?
- Oh, stop being coy.
If you want to know how coy he is,
try playing this game with him.
This is not a game! Powerful forces
are conspiring against us.
Fremen rebels hate the way I'm cha--
we are changing their planet.
The damn Spacing Guild
can't tolerate our monopoly on spice.
They have no choice
but to accept it, Alia.
And now she is here.
I want to know what she wants.
No, Alia. What you want is for us
to engage in the spice trance.
Don't turn your backs
on your heritage.
Your father was
the greatest man in history.
He gave you such wonderful talents
that could be put to such great use.
- Why won't you use them?
- You want us to see things you cannot.
I need you to help me see.
To see the future.
Other lives hover in the enigma
of our consciousness, Alia.
Shared lives.
It's the curse of all pre-born.
They are the real danger.
Not the rebels, not the Guild,
not our grandmother.
You should understand that
better than most.
One day...
each of you...
will come face to face
with the horror of your own existence.
One day you will cry out for help.
One day each of you
will find yourself...
alone.
What if she's right?
Check.
Alia, come back.Alia.!
Stop it.
Alia, listen to me.
No. Listen to me, Alia.!
All of you, out.! Do as I say.!
Leave her alone.!
Get out of here.!
Leave her to me.!
So, Granddaughter...
you finally meet a spiritual gom jabbar.
We've learned much these past few days.
It was meant to look like rebel Fremen.
Tribes harboring resentment towards
the Atreides and changes to Arrakis.
- But I don't believe it.
- Why?
During interrogation,
the ones we captured...
cried out the name Jacarutu
and then... died.
- You tortured them?
- Post-hypnotic suicide compulsion.
The sound of the word alone
simply stopped their hearts.
Leto and I heard rumors of
Jacarutu Sietch when we first came here.
We could never find out
whether the place actually existed.
The name Jacarutu
is a synonym for evil,Jessica.
The Edwali tribe came from there.
They were water stealers.
The most heinous criminals
under Fremen law.
The first and greatest sin.
But the Fremen tribes banded together
to declare war on the Jacarutu.
The Edwali were slaughtered.
Their water spread upon the sands.
Jacarutu Sietch was declared taboo.
No Fremen was allowed to look for it.
But legend persists that
not all the Edwali were wiped out...
that some escaped to

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