system.
All parts functioning to serve the whole.
Smell the air, Muad'dib.
Cinnamon.
The pre-spice mass is below us.
Maybe 100 feet or more, but ripe.
The Maker has left her nest long ago.
Her children have joined together
for survival.
They have grown.
They are losing water now.
It will mix with their waste.
If enough has accumulated...
...a giant bubble of foam
will heave up with tremendous force.
A spice blow.
Trading places with the sands above.
The sun and heat will dry it out and...
...soon....
-Spice.
-Treasure of the universe.
The worm...
...is the spice.
So now you know.
Many of the little makers
will die in the blow.
The rest will swim off
to become Shai-hulud, the Great Worm.
We may capture a few.
Keep them stunted for Water of Life.
That's enough for now.
When religion and politics
ride in the same cart...
...the whirlwind follows.
You are the Kwisatz Haderach, boy.
The one who can be many places at once.
You are the whirlwind.
It's almost night, Muad'dib.
Time to return to the sietch.
You've been dreaming.Arrakis.
Dune.
A land so starved for water
a single tearis cherished.
Wilderness home to the mysterious
desert tribes called Fremen...
...who long for a messiah
to free them from Harkonnen bondage.
A messiah, a boy once known as Paul...
...now known as Muad'dib.
Too impatient, Farok.
You moved too soon.
Try again.
Watch his posture.
Even the slightest change in his breathing
gives you advantage.
Better, Farok. You'll have it soon.
I am Otheym.
These are my brothers
from Sietch Gara Kulan.
We've come to find the one
who calls himself Muad'dib.
You're a long way from your tribe, Otheym.
We've come to join your crusade.
We want to learn the Weirding way.
We want to become Fedaykin.
-You have the blessing of your naib?
-We do.
-We could fight as Muad'dib.
-I believe you.
Let their waters join with ours.
I must congratulate you
on the perfection of your heir, Baron.
He faces his 100th slave gladiator
in the arena this afternoon.
He appears ready.
Well then,
perhaps we might take this opportunity...
...to conduct our conversations.
There is much to discuss.
Indeed.
If that meets with your approval, Milady.
I am quite entertained here.
Fine.
By your leave, then.
What other house would have been willing
to humiliate itself...
...so the Emperor could rid himself
of a troublesome duke?
He's been asking himself
that very question.
Are you suggesting that the Emperor
contemplates a move against me?
Speculation is not a worthy science, Baron.
Better we spend our energy
on what's most important.
The spice must flow.
I must say I've always found
Harkonnen architecture rather...
...curious.
Harkonnen patrols have taken more risks...
..ing deeper into the southern regions
than ever before.
Sooner or later our bribes to the Guild
won't be enough to protect us.
Then it's agreed.
We move with the next moons.
When the Harkonnen find this place...
...there must be nothing left
but the wind howling through the rocks.
There is no turning back now.
Subdue the Maker.
The Maker is dead.
The Water of Life.
May Shai-hulud have mercy on both of us.
When night falls again,
we have to leave this sietch...
...that has sheltered us for so long.
We must go south into the deep desert...
...where the demon Harkonnen
will not pursue us.
But our Reverend Mother
will not survive another hajra.
So that we don't have to make the journey
without her strength and guidance...
...Sayyadina Jessica has consented
to undergo the rites at this time.
This is dangerous and Jessica may fail.
So that we don't lose all, Chani...
...daughter of Liet,
will be consecrated as Sayyadina...
...Friend of God.
I consecrate the daughter of Liet...
...in the Sayyadina.
Here is the Water of Life,
the water that will free your soul.
If you are our Reverend Mother,
the universe will open to you.
Let Shai-hulud judge now.
You must drink it now.