slightest pity
or mercy!
Never stop! Go! Go!
Show no mercy!
Yes, Baron.
Feyd.
And when
we've crushed these people enough,
I'll send you, Feyd.
Lovely Feyd.
Where's my doctor?
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.
If you be a Reverend Mother...
Iet Shai-Halud judge now!
The Water of Life.
But what of my unborn child?
One day, I will have to do this.
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.
Every man who has tried has died.
Am I the one?
The sleeper must awaken.
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.
Feyd, even though he's aging,
Thufir's one of the finest Mentats
in the universe.
And he's mine, Feyd, all mine.
Try it 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 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's body,
you receive your antidote.
It must be done each day.
All I can see...
is an Atreides
that I want to kill.
Feyd! No, no!
Thufir's a Harkonnen now.
Aren't you, Thufir?
My duke! How I've failed you.
Chani, I love you.
I've always loved you.
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.
Break!
Korba... cut it.
Move back.
Muad'Dib!
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.
Muad'Dib!
Stilgar!
Muad'Dib!
Hmm?
Muad'Dib. Muad'Dib. Muad'Dib.
My name is a killing word.
They are ready to fight.
Yet in order to lead them,
I must conquer the worm.
Conquer Shai-Halud.
Conquer Shai-Halud.
Take the kiswa maker hook
of our sietch...
and ride as a leader of men.
Shai-Halud.
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind killer.
Only the very strong ones
travel this deep.
Usul has called a big one!
Again, it is the legend.
Look!
Muad'Dib!
Usul, these are 15
of our finest warriors...
to serve you as your guard.
The Fedaykin.
Now.
When the spice flow stops,
all eyes will turn to Arrakis.
The baron and the emperor himself
will be forced to deal with us.
Muad'Dib. Muad'Dib.
Muad'Dib. Muad'Dib.
What happened?
What happened to you and your men?
Muad'Dib. Muad'Dib.
What are you saying?
Muad'Dib. Muad'Dib. Muad'Dib.
What?
He's been repeating that name
ever since we found him.
Who is this... Muad'Dib?
In the two standard years that followed,
Muad'Dib and the Fremen brought
spice production to a standstill.
Fearing for his life,
Rabban did his best.