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Both of us have
lost our fathers.
[Buzzing]
[Baron laughing maniacally]
Rabban! Rabban!
Rabban!
We're knee-deep
in Atreides blood!
We've gutted them!
We've gutted them!
Rabban! Rabban!
I place you
in charge of Arrakis.
It's yours to squeeze,
as I promised.
I want you to squeeze
and squeeze and squeeze!
Give me spice! Drive them!
Drive them into
utter submission!
Do not show
the slightest pity or mercy!
Never stop! Go! Go!
Show no mercy!
Yes, Baron!
[Both guffawing]
(Baron)
Feyd.
[Baron panting]
And when we've crushed
these people enough,
I'll send you.
Feyd.
Lovely Feyd.
Where's my doctor?
(Stilgar)
Jessica,
our Reverend Mother
is too old.
She has been calling
through space and time
for you to come
and let her rest.
She asks that you pass within
and become our
Reverend Mother.
(monk)
If you be a Reverend Mother,
let Shai-Hulud judge now!
(Jessica)
The Water of Life.
But what of my unborn child?
(Paul) One day, I will have to do this.
[Screaming]
(male narrator) Following
the Bene Gesserit tradition,
the old Reverend Mother
surrendered her life
as she surrendered
her knowledge.
Jessica had successfully transmuted
the poisonous Water of Life.
(Paul) Every man who has tried has died.
Am I the one?
(Duke Leto)
The sleeper must awaken.
[Jessica screaming]
(male narrator) The tremendous
power of the Water of Life
caused the premature birth
of Jessica's daughter, Alia.
Alia was born with
all the knowledge
and powers of
a Reverend Mother.
(Baron)
Feyd, even though he's aging,
Thufir is one of the finest
Mentats in the Universe.
And he's mine, Feyd,
all mine.
Quiet now.
I will.
Come.
Oh, Thufir,
I see they've installed
your heart plug already.
Don't be angry.
Everyone gets one here.
But this is not
why we're here.
We've brought you
a little cat, Thufir.
You must care for it
if you wish to live.
A poison has been introduced
into your body, Thufir Hawat.
By milking this... this smooth,
little cat body,
you receive your antidote.
It must be done each day.
All I can see is an Atreides
that I want to kill.
[Purring]
Feyd, no. No!
Thufir's a Harkonnen now.
Aren't you, Thufir?
(Thufir)
My Duke, how I've failed you.
(Paul)
Chani, I love you.
I've always loved you.
(Paul)
The Holy Warriors.
No one ever dreamed
there were so many.
I am Usul. Paul Muad'Dib.
Our shared enemy,
the Harkonnens,
are once again in
control of Arrakis.
Stilgar, your leader,
has asked me and my mother
to teach you the weirding way
to crush the Harkonnens.
We must do more than this.
We must totally destroy all
spice production on Arrakis.
The Guild and the entire
Universe depends on spice.
He who can destroy a thing,
controls a thing.
I will take 100 of your
warriors and train them.
This 100 will train
the thousands that remain.
When the spice flow stops,
all eyes
will turn to Arrakis.
The Baron and
the Emperor himself
will be forced
to deal with us.
Arrakis will become
the center of the Universe.
Orato!
This obelisk is of
your hardest stone.
Kick it.
Hit it.
Yell at it.
[All laughing]
Break!
[All laughing]
Korba, cut it.
Move back.
[Chanting]
[Yelling]
[All exclaiming]
This is part of the weirding
way that we will teach you.
Some thoughts
have a certain sound
that being
the equivalent to a form.
Through sound and motion,
you will be able to paralyze
nerves, shatter bones,
set fires, suffocate an enemy,
or burst his organs.
We will kill until no
Harkonnen breathes Arrakeen air.
(all)
Muad'Dib!
[Chanting]
Stilgar.
(Fremen warrior)
Muad'Dib.
Hmm?
(voice on weirding module) Muad'Dib.
Muad'Dib. Muad'Dib. Muad'Dib.
My name is a killing word.
They are ready to fight.
Yet in order to lead them,