were...
...often the same thing.
This is not one of Yueh's
academic exercises, Paul.
On Caladan we ruled by air and sea.
And here we need desert power.
Desert power.
Remember that.
Mahdi, Mahdi.
Leto is growing more popular
with every passing week.
He has ruined our system
of bribes and patronage.
He's been able to maintain the spice quota
despite our sabotage.
Even that mongrel ecologist Kynes
is sending the Emperor favourable reports.
And what do you deduce
from all of this, Nephew?
The longer we wait,
the harder it will be to dislodge him.
Piter, try again, will you?
Leto's continued success makes
the other great houses nervous, Rabban.
We can hear whispers, petty jealousies
that could easily give birth...
...to considerable envy.
Bugger envy!
We have a traitor among them.
I say strike now!
For your approval, Uncle.
The slave is quite a specimen this time,
don't you think, Rabban?
Perhaps Feyd
shouldn't be quite so casual today.
No.
Perhaps my dear brother
might even break a sweat today.
What you fail to understand...
...is that I want Leto to become popular.
I want him to feel secure.
I want him to feel confident.
Confidence breeds distraction.
And that is when one is most vulnerable.
Such a beautiful boy.
Little is known about the sandworms
thatinhabit the desert regions ofArrakis.
It is known that worms are drawn...
...to the vibration and noise
of mining activity.
However, there is no direct evidence
linking desert worms to spice production.
Needs a new dew collector.
Dew collector?
Chromaplastic.
At night it cools very fast.
In the morning, daylight heats it.
The surface condenses moisture
out of the air...
...and it trickles down
to keep the plants alive.
-A simple beauty.
-A meaningless beauty.
In such a godforsaken place.
We deal here with the law of the minimum.
Unless we learn to live with it,
conditions can never change.
Are you saying that conditions here
could change?
Favourable conditions?
To change the ecology of the planet?
That depends.
On what?
On who the steward of the desert is.
Perhaps one day the person will come
who will understand...
...who will see the future
and know what can be.
The one who will change Arrakis:
The Mahdi.
You asked me to inquire
about the shouting the other day.
The words they were calling out
at your shuttle.
"Mahdi," something like that.
It means "messiah."
They have a legend here, a prophesy...
...that a leader will come to them
from off-world.
A boy. The only son of a Bene Gesserit.
To guide them to true freedom.
Messiah?
Paul?
These are a simple people, Milord.
They survive on hope.
Tell me about the waters
ofyour homeland, Muad'dib.
I'm sorry, Milord.
Mapes didn't tell me you were in here.
No wait.
It's fine.
I was tired.
I fell asleep.
You can go on about your work.
Tell me...
...do the cooks use much spice in our food?
The spice is everywhere on Arrakis, Milord.
Everywhere.
Don't move.
Just do exactly as I say.
It's a hunter-seeker.
They will kill you...
...instantly, if you move.
Listen to me.
The operator, wherever he is...
...can only target movement.
Stay perfectly still.
Don't give in.
Fear is the mind killer.
You're lucky to be alive.
I was its target?
It goes toward movement, that's all.
You could have let it go
and saved yourself.
There is a traitor among you.
Someone close.
Someone very close.
I want him alive!
Hey, you!
They tried to take the life of my son!
He looks local.
-There's nothing to identify him.
-Harkonnen, surely.
-And not working alone--
-Stop it, both of you!
Burn him.
Everything except the hands.
Put some spice in each one...
...and send them to the Baron
on Giedi Prime.
He almost took the life of my son.
Get out, all of you! Out!
You simple ass.
I told you that I wanted
those bastard Atreides to feel secure.
But no, you couldn't wait.
You had to have your own way.
Now your initiative
has made them more