can be sustained
for weeks,
even in
the deep desert, Sire.
My thanks.
With your permission.
You've worn
a stillsuit before.
No.
Your suit is fitted
desert fashion.
Who told you
how to do that?
No one.
It seemed
the proper way.
That it is.
(Dr, Kynes)
He shall know your ways
as if born to them,
We' re wasting time, Sire.
(air controller on radio)
Air speed, zero-five,
Ambient temperature,
300 degrees Kelvin,
Air speed, three-zero,
Ether bender,
75 percent efficiency,
That' s where
I told you r sand master
to concentrate
the harvesti ng today.
Southeast,
over the S h ield Wall.
(air controller on radio)
Ambient temperature,
350 degrees Kelvin,
Air speed, one-three-zero,
Caution,
You've now cleared
protective Shield Wall
and entered open desert,
Wi I l we see a worm?
Where there is spice
and spice m i n i ng,
there are always worms.
Always?
Always.
Why do they come?
T o protect
their territory.
Vibrations attract them.
(Paul)
He must be a Fremen
or in with them,
He's studying us,
He's hiding something
about the spice,
Is there a relationsh i p
between the worms
and the spice?
As I said,
they defend the spice sands.
As to their relationship
with the spice,
who knows?
Dust cloud ahead, Sire.
That's it. Spice mining.
No other cloud quite like it.
See the spotters over it?
They're watching
for wormsign,
the telltale sand waves.
Seismic probes on the surface,
too, Sire.
Worms can travel too deep
for their waves to show.
Looks like
a good patch of spice.
Wormsign?
Is it wormsign?
Y es. Worm.
Big one.
You've got sharp eyes.
May l?
Calling Harvester Pad Nine.
Wormsign.
(man on radio)
Who calls Pad Nine?
Don't mention
the Duke.
This is an un-coded channel.
Unlisted flight
northeast of you.
Wormsign on intercept course.
Estimated contact,
1 5 minutes.
Have sighting confirmed,
Stand by for a fix,
Contact in 16 minutes minus,
Very precise estimate,
Who 's on that
unlisted flight?
What happens now?
The carryal I wi I l come
and I ift off
the spice harvester.
T ry to get i n close
over the harvester.
You' ll find
this interesting, Sire.
They work until
the very last minute.
Spotter control,
there's no sign
of the carryall.
It isn't answering.
The worm is
eight minutes away, Sire.
(miner #1)
Spotter control, give me
a report by the numbers,
Report One,
(miner #2)
No contact,
Report two,
(miner #3)
Negative,
Report three,
(miner #4)
Negative, Sire,
Report four,
(miner #5)
No contact,
Repeat, no contact,
I th i n k they've got
ou r carryal l.
Dam n it! Harkon nens.
We' re com i ng down
to take you off
the harvester.
Al I spotters are
ordered to comply.
Ordered by whom?
Duke Leto Atreides.
(miner #1)
Yes, Yes, Sire,
How many men
do you have?
Full crew, 26 men,
But, Sire, we can't
leave all this spice.
Damn the spice!
Get out of there!
Two men in each
of the spotters!
You, over here!
Run!
Run!
I can't see him yet,
but he is very close now.
Damn sloppy.
Really damn sloppy.
Come on, boys.
Come on.
We're going to
be heavy, Sire.
(Paul)
Spice,
Pure unrefined spice,
Here he is!
We've got to go!
Bless the Maker
and his water.
Bless the coming
and going of Him.
May His passing
cleanse the world.
What's that
you're saying?
Nothing.
[rumbling]
Gods, what a monster.
Someone is going to
pay for this, I promise.
(Dr, Kynes)
He's more concerned
over his men than the spice,
I must admit,
against all better judgment,
I like this Duke,
[wi nd howl i ng]
[m usic playi ng]
Dr. Kynes,
bei ng i n the em ploy
of the Em peror, as you are,
perhaps it isn't wise
for you to associate
too closely
with us Atreides.
On the contrary,
I feel very comfortable here.
Remember how precious
water is here.
It was a token of respect.
Are you enlisting with us?
You see through
to the truth of the thing,
Sire.
That means a dual alliance.
He's in with the Emperor.
A dual alliance,