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Imperial Journal year 10191. Third comment.

The battle for Arrakis took everyone everyone by surprise.

There were no witnesses.

The Harkonnen operation was perpetrated overnight...

without warning or declaration of war.

By morning, the Atreides were no more.

All died in the dark.

And the Emperor said...

Nothing.

Since that night, my father has not been the same.

Nor have I.

His inaction is difficult for me to accept.

For I know he loved Duke Leto Atreides like a son.

But my father has always been guided...

by the calculus of power.

This would not be the first time the Harkonnens have done his dirty work.

In the shadows of Arrakis lie many secrets.

But the darkest of them all, may remain.

The end of House Atreides.

Sister, father is dead.

Shouldn't you go back to the stars...

to be with him?

I'm afraid I won't have enough time to fix things before your coming.

This world is beyond cruelty.

Stay here!

-Never stand with your back towards the open.

How many times do I have to tell you that, huh?

- Are you ok? - Yeah.

What about her?

She's fine.

They do not usually venture this deep.

They wanted to make sure no Atreides escaped.

You think too much of yourself.

No, no. We are in the deep desert.

Only Fremen can survive here.

They were here for us, not for you.

Don't worry.

I'm taking you some where they will never find us.

Filthy water.

It is full of chemicals.

But good enough for cooling systems.

Don't let it out.

Are you ok?

Don't let that out.

Don't let it out!!

- I'm ok. - Are you sure?

You fought well...

once you woke up.

I wasn't sleeping.

No, no, no.

I'll do it.

Lo...Lord Rabban.

Now that the spice fields have been secured...

I strongly recommend bringing all troops out of Fremen territories.

We're losing too many men to the desert.

Rats.

I beg your pardon?

We're losing men to rats.

Fremen...

I can't confirm, my lord.

Communication are hectic in the open sands.

Your orders were to control the whole planet.

We are.

I only see half of it.

As you may recall, the South is uninhabitable, my lord.

May I suggest that you get some rest?

Rats, dirty rats!!!

Kill them! Kill them all!!!

KILL THEM ALL!!!

Rats!!

He's asking why we're so late.

He thinks you're spies.

- He says... - I got that.

Thanks.

Stay close to me.

Look how your Bene Gesserit propaganda has taken root.

Some of them already think I'm their Messiah.

Others...

A false prophet.

I must sway the non believers.

If they follow me we can disrupt Spice production.

Thats the only way I can get to the Emperor.

Your father didn't believe in revenge.

Yeah, well I do.

What is happening?

Whoa...

What is it?

There's spice in the food!

Woman.

Come with me.

38 million decaliters.

None of us even...

dying of thirst, we would ever drink this water.

This is...

Sacred!

Jamis's water...

We have...

a thousand such places.

When we have enough water...

The Lisan al-Gaib...

will change the face of Arrakis.

He will bring back trees. He will bring back...

a green paradise.

So many souls.

Alzads-Abs.

Never give your water away, not even for the dead. Hmmm..

Why are you showing me this?

Because you are Bene Gesserit.

Because you understand the prophecies.

The mother of the Lisan al-Gaib will be a Reverend Mother.

Our Reverend Mother is dying.

You want me to take her place?

Yes.

I do.

Do you believe in Paul?

There are signs.

Yes.

What if I would refuse?

There is no Lisan al-Gaib.

And you have no purpose to serve, what else is left to do then...

but to return your water to the well. Huh?

It is an honor, isn't it?

I think you should feel honored.

Well, it was a choice between this or death, so...

You know, forgive me if I am not flattered.

How does one become Reverend Mother?

It's different from one culture to another. Here on Arrakis I have no idea.

You're afraid.

Reverend Mothers is tasked with holding the memories of all

the Reverend Mothers that came before them.

so i'll be given centuries of pain and sorrow.

Is it dangerous?

It's lethal for men.

That's for sure.

What are you guys laughing about?

Don't bother.

You don't you believe in all this...

No, we don't.

These are all southern beliefs.

Southern beliefs?

Southern tribes believe in the Messiah will come to deliver us from evil.

You don't believe in the Lisan al-Gaib?

We believe in Fremen. Bilal Qaitam...

You want to control people?

You tell them a Messiah will come.

Then they'll wait...

for centuries.

Now, we must pray.

- What about him? - Stilgar? Mmmm hmmm.

He's from the South.

You didn't notice his accent?

What will happen to my mother?

I must not fear...

Fear is the mind killer...

...

I should not be afraid.

- What is it? - Drink!

She's right.

She's right!

It's no miracle.

My mother was trained to do that.

Poison transmutation is something advanced Bene Gesserit can do

I'm not the Mahdi.

I'm not here to lead.

Let me fight beside you.

That's all I'm asking.

How are you?

Better.

How is she?

He was frightened but she's...

She's ok.

Paul...

she talks to me.

She believes in you. She says...

You're so close now.

Only one step remains and you will become the Kwisatz Haderach...

Only one step remains.

You must do what I did.

You must drink the Water of Life.

And your mind... it's gonna, it's going to open and you will see.

If you want to fight with us, first thing you must learn...

to be one with the desert.

So here is a tent and enough food.

I want you to cross that small erg and come back.

Travel by night.

- You know how to use a paracompass? - Yes.

Is there anything else I should know?

Beside the worms and the Harkonnens.

Beware of the trapdoor spiders..

Centipedes are very nasty.

Not the big ones.

They are harmless.

But the little ones,

you have to worry about.

And, ah....

Don't ever, ever listen to to the djinn.

- The Djinn? - Djinn.

Desert spirits.

They whisper at night.

They can possess you.

Really. Be careful.

They are demons.

AHHHH!!! But it's true, don't listen to them.

Jamis.

You sand walk like a drunk lizard.

Yeah, I'm doing pretty good so far.

Yeah, well...you're not even in worm territory yet.

You have to break up your rhythm.

Like this.

Now thats interesting, because in the film books I studied...

the anthropologist say that in order to properly sand walk, you actually have to...

Nevermind. Please keep going.

You know, I'm the only one who believes you'll make it until summer.

Everyone else thinks you won't make it two weeks.

If you want to follow us in the desert, you need to know how wind traps work.

So, listen to me.

They're simple, but they require constant attention.

This here captures the moisture...

and then carries it to that pocket.

And...

These are the filters to be changed to be changed every 3 days.

What?

Stop looking at me like that.

He is training with the Fremen. Don't worry, he'll be back soon.

You're right, if we want to protect your brother...

we need all the Fremen to believe in the prophecy.

We must convert the non-believers...

One by one.

We need to start with the weaker ones.

The vulnerable ones.

The ones who fear us.

- Are you ok? - Yeah.

Go! Move!

Load!

Chani!

Reload!

Reload!

Their shield will only open when it fires.

I know that! What do you think I'm trying to do?

I'll trigger it. On my signal... be ready.

Go!

Ohhh shit!!!

Who taught you to fight like that?

My old masters.

And they were close friends.

They were massacred, alongside my father.

You've been fighting the Harkonnens for decades.

My family's been fighting them for centuries.

I know everything about them.

Their habits...

Their ways of thinking.

You know everything about the desert.

You harness the very power of it.

We can stop them together.

Bury them in the sand, where they belong.

So that this planet can be yours once more.

What would you have us do? Huh??

What would you do Stilgar?

I? I would...

- would strike even further north. - Then I will go further north.

The further north you go, the more likely you are to die.

I see strength in you.

Come. Come.

You shall be known among us as...

Usul.

- Usul. - Usul.

And now...

A Fedaykin is a fighter. He needs a war name.

You must choose.

How do you call the uhhh...

the small desert mouse again?

- Muad'Dib. - Muad'Dib.

No, no, no. Shhhhh

Muad'Dib is wise...

in the ways of the desert.

Muad'Dib...

creates his own water.

The constellation that points to the North Star,

we call Muad'Dib.

The one who points the way.

That is a powerful name.

Now, you are our brother.

Paul

Muad'Dib

Usul.

Usul.

Hey, Stilgar.

Father, I've found my way.

It's breathtaking.

Look!

Right there's Spice.

Arrakis is so beautiful when the sun is low.

Where you're from...

does water really fall from the sky?

Oh, yes.

Sometimes it rains for weeks on Caladan.

Where you see sand here, imagine water.

Our castle stands on cliffs high above the sea.

If you dive in, you can't reach the bottom.

- You dive in? - Yes.

It's called swimming.

I don't believe you, Usul.

Usul.

What's your secret name?

- Sihaya. - Sihaya?

What does that mean?

- It means "Desert Spring." - Desert Spring?

- I love it. - I hate it.

It's from some stupid prophecy.

I prefer Chani.

I prefer Chani too then.

Do you think Stilgar will teach me?

- To ride? - Yeah.

No.

Only Fremen ride worms.

I thought I had become one, didn't I?

By name, not by blood.

Your blood comes from Dukes and...

Great Houses.

We don't have that here.

Here we're equal, man and woman alike.

What we do, we do for the benefit of all.

Well, I'd very much like to be equal to you.

Paul "Muad'Dib" Usul.

Maybe you could be Fremen.

Maybe I'll show you the way.

Rabban.

Fremen attacks..

on your watch...

Your orders were to restore Spice production...

to full capacity.

Do you know what it means if you fail?

The Emperor will take Spice out of our control

Tighten your grip, Rabban.

Uncle.

Or feel mine on your neck.

Usul. Usul.

It's ok.

It's ok.

Hey.

I'm here, I'm here.

It's been awhile since you've had one of those nightmares.

Tell me...

What was it about?

Nothing's clear, there's only fragments.

I'm in the South and I'm following someone.

And it triggers a Holy War.

Millions and millions of people starving to death...

Because of me.

You've been exposed to Spice for a long time.

It can create weird dreams.

It's a big day.

We can ask Stilgar to call it off.

No.

I'm fine.

Usul.

I tuned it myself.

Here.

Thanks.

Don't try to impress anyone.

You're brave, we all know that.

Be simple. Be direct.

- Nothing fancy. - Nothing fancy.

Hey.

I am serious. Nothing fancy or you will shame my teachings.

I won't shame you.

I understand.

Shai-Hulud decides today if you become Fremen...

Or if you die.

Lower.

Okay....

I know they do.

Our task in the north is nearly done.

They believe in Paul.

Now we go south.

There are millions of Fundamentalists there.

They will protect him when he comes.

The Kwisatz Haderach will be born in the South.

As long as I breathe.

Whats wrong?

Chani.

No, there will be trouble.

What are you talking about?

Chani, what do you mean?

The way they look at you.

They worship you now.

The Fedaykin, they count their victories.

They say you can see the future.

Whisper Lisan al-Gaib.

I am no Messiah.

I am a Fedaykin of Sietch Tabr...

Yet we have a Bene Gesserit among us.

Fanning the flames of your legend, saying you're the One.

She says you should be coming with us.

You know I can't.

She's asking why?

Because I must continue fighting in the North,

to protect you down there in the South.

She says she can tell when you lie.

Tell her that's because our mother keeps spreading dangerous tales.

What is she saying now?

She says your blinded by love,

And she reminds you that you must reserve your hand for the most strategic alliance.

She also wondering why you don't believe in who you are?

I do believe. I believe I matter to these people.

I believe I'm making a difference in this war.

We're nearly at the gates of the city.

- That's not what she means. - I know what she means.

Do you not think I also feel the weight of prophecy?

It is not a prophecy.

It's a story that you keep telling. But it's not their story, it's yours.

They deserve to be led by one of their own.

What your people did to this world is heartbreaking.

We gave them something to hope for.

That's not hope!!!

I will be waiting for you.

All of us.

Those storms look bad.

How much?

We lost 80% of our last crop.

My Lord Rabban, you should not leave the security perimeter.

Security perimeter?

The rats are already inside.

The Fremen demon might be with them.

I hope so.

We're tracking them, my lord.

Today, Muad'Dib dies.

Where is he?

Still negative, my lord. Where is he??

Why do I have to do everything myself?

Open range!

Range open.

Life. Delta, Delta, Delta.

I lost them.

Strike!

Yes, my lord.

Muad'Dib!

Show yourself!

Muad'Dib!!! Show yourself!

Some new Fremen prophet?

It's not the first time we've had frictions with the Fremen.

Not of this magnitude.

So my dear daughter...

How would you deal this prophet?

If this Muad'Dib is a religious figure...

You can't use direct force.

Repression only make their religion flourish.

You'll only end up humiliating yourself.

You underestimate my Sardaukar.

You underestimate the power of faith.

Her Highness...

proves again that she was my most astute student.

- You send assassins? - No.

Prophets get stronger when they die.

Let the conflict on Arrakis turn into war.

...you then bring peace.

As a savior.

You'll be a formidable Empress.

Muad'Dib...

The prophet.

The one who points the way.

These are our own religious patterns aren't they? This is our doing.

Muad'Dib means "kangaroo mouse".

An unusual war name for a Fremen.

- What if Paul Atreides were still alive? - Enough, this must not come out.

Even to your father's ears, understand?

I do, Reverend Mother.

If Paul is alive, he likely knows the truth.

And should the Great Houses learn that your father...

was behind the liquidation of the Atreides...

Your father will face war and lose the throne.

Then what hope is there?

Hope?

We are Bene Gesserit.

We don't hope. We plan.

Paul is not our only our only prospect.

The Baron's youngest nephew,

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, will inherit Arrakis.

- He may be the answer. - Feyd-Rautha?

- He is psychotic. - That's irrelevant.

The question is...

Can we control him?

And I intend to find out.

Would you like some fresh meat, my darlings?

Lungs.

Or liver.

What would you like?

I hear they're big today.

Your new blades...

for this very special day.

Na-Baron Feyd-Rautha.

A notch off balance.

It is the tip.

It should be sharper.

Come!

I won't die like an fool. Kill me now.

No drug for you today Atreides.

Welcome to Giedi Prime, sisters.

I hope your travels were agreeable.

A long way to come just to watch our...

prospect risk his life, Lady Fenring.

No fear, these fights are for show.

But we'll get a good look at him.

That slave isn't drugged.

That bug is walking straight.

We should cancel the fight.

Don't spoil my nephew's birthday.

Happy Birthday... dear Nephew.

Why do they not stop the fight?

Plans within plans.

Show me who you are...

There he is.

Back! Back!!!

Stay back!

You fought well, Atreides.

He's impressive, indeed.

The slave wasn't drugged.

You tried to kill me?

This morning you were a playboy.

Feared and envied.

But tonight, you're a hero. My gift to you.

I ought to drown you in that tub.

Don't be hasty. I have another gift for you.

A bigger one. Arrakis.

What about Rabban?

He has failed to protect Spice production.

Rabban will be reassigned.

Tame Arrakis, Feyd,

Free the Spice, I'll make you Emperor.

Emperor?

How?

The Emperor helped me destroy the Atreides.

He lent his own army to the cause...

A serious crime.

If it came to come to light,

the Great Houses would rise against him.

And then...

Who will sit on the throne?

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen!

- You're following me. - Am I?

I may have gotten lost.

Will you show me the way out of this maze, my lord na-Baron?

We've met, haven't we?

I don't think so.

I am Lady Margot Fenring.

I'm here to honor your coming of age.

You're not allowed in this section.

How did you get past the guards?

The guards?

May I ask what are you doing here?

You're not taking part in your own celebrations.

You're Bene Gesserit?

And what makes you say that?

I remember now.

I dreamed about you last night.

A pleasant dream, I hope.

Don't mock me, woman!

I wouldn't dare.

I know your Bene Gesserit tricks.

And what do you know about the Bene Gesserit?

Tell me.

Is something wrong?

I don't recognize this place.

This is the guest wing.

Where are you going?

To my room.

Come... to... me.

Kneel.

Put your right hand in the box.

A sociopath of high intelligence...

Driven.

Cruel.

But strongly motivated by honor.

He yearns to be hurt.

He loves pain.

Can he be redeemed?

He can be controlled.

Sexually vulnerable.

And?

The bloodline is secured.

A female, as you requested.

You did well, Margot.

Respectfully...

Why didn't you the test him yourself?

I am a motherly figure.

And based on what happened between him and his own mother...

I didn't expect to be effective.

What happened between him and his mother?

He murdered her.

Desire and humiliation.

Those are his levers.

If Feyd-Rautha prevails in Arrakis...

We shall know how to control him.

Rid me from this Fremen demon.

...sadly.

This stillsuit...

is full of piss.

My hand is caked in sand.

Save me from these utter morons, another world.

- Another land. - We're in.

- Juicy? - Juicy, juicy.

- It was nice knowing you? - Oh yeah?

Radar's clear. We're clear.

Cooking time.

Juicy, juicy.

Yeah, I got a meter reading of-

Hurry guys, worms are on their way.

Watch out for ... it's gonna get hot!

Ready, let's get to work.

Crank them up! Start them up!

Yeah, I'm on it. I'm on it.

Hold!

Mine! Mine!

Let's get out of here!

Incoming!

Don't run, fight!

We are deep Fremen shit.

Holy Mother...

Go! Go! Go! Go now!

Fuck! - Get out!

Buckle up!

Alright, let's go!

I recognize your footsteps, old man.

You young pup.

You young pup!!

You know after the battle of Arakeen...

I was able negotiate a trip back home for for the survivors.

Thanks to these guys.

- Why did you stay? - I wanted blood.

Rabban's head.

Mmhmmm...

Since Muad'Dib has been driving Rabban crazy...

The smuggling business has been...

Quite profitable.

"Gurney Halleck, the smuggler".

Paul "Muad'Dib".

I've heard many stories about Muad'Dib.

None of them pretty.

You see the fear.

You know, our resources are limited.

Fear is all we have.

How many men with you?

- 200. - 200!!!

Shhh!

Do you realize what you're able to achieve with 200 men?

Incredible fighters.

Duncan said there were millions of them.

In the deep South, yes.

Well, what are you waiting for?

With thousands of these guys you could take control of the entire planet.

It's your father's dream, what are you afraid of?

Hey!

Worship, Gurney.

They use to be friends.

Now they're followers.

Muad'Dib, the prophet.

Why is that a bad thing? Use it!

It's not that simple.

You have the power to avenge your father...

And you are afraid to use it?

Spice opened my mind, Gurney.

I can forsee things.

If I go to the South...

All my visions lead to horror.

Billions of corpses scattered across the galaxy.

All dying because of me.

Because you lose control?

Because I gain it.

That's a lot of water.

Chani...

What? Look at him. He's hopeless.

He's family.

Really?

No need to be a prophet to see whats ahead.

Your path leads to war.

You know that.

So war is coming.

What will you do when you feel its breath upon your neck.

If you don't want to raise an army in the South...

You still have an option.

Firepower.

Which you don't have.

But here I am.

I know where your father hid the family atomics.

Every House possesses an atomic arsenal.

And I thought ours had been lost.

Its huge, Chani.

It could change everything.

You know, I could aim the bombs at the main Spice fields.

He who can destroy a thing has the real control of it.

So you can control it but not us.

You promised me you didn't want power.

No matter what I do, you still don't trust me.

Because you're a foreigner!

Like your friend.

I'm not a foreigner.

Not to me.

But to the desert you are.

My allegiance is to you, to the Fremen.

I'm doing this for all of us.

Do you believe me?

I'll talk to Stilgar.

There.

It's right under everybody's noses.

Not clever.

That's the idea.

Nobody would ever look in there, because it's obvious.

Not clever.

Did you find it?

I didn't look for it.

How many heads exactly?

Enough to blow up the whole planet.

It's a figure of speech.

You know what I mean.

Only with your genetic heritage.

Your great-great-grandfather legacy.

The ninety-two original Atreides family's atomic warheads.

Now that, that is power.

Imperial diary.

Year 10,191, eighth comment.

Reports from the south of Arrakis arrive rarely.

These are barren, burnt lands, hidden by sandstorms...

Which stretch a thousand miles across the equator.

Nothing can live there without faith.

Which is why our Bene Gesserit missionaries

have been so productive there.

Through them, we are receiving reports of ...

a mysterious figure taking grip...

on the imaginations of the Southern Fundamentalists tribes,

A new Reverend Mother from the North...

Spreading word of the imminent arrival of the Lisan al-Gaib,

"the Voice from the Outer World".

With religious fervor rising in the South,

and Muad'Dib strangling Spice production in the North,

everything points to the escalation of war.

Quiet!

Listen carefully.

Soon a man is going to visit your temple and he may want you to perform the rites.

Reverend Mother, it is forbidden.

Let him try!

What the hell!

Chani!!!

Chani!

Chani...

Sietch Tablr.

Old fashioned artillery.

Genius.

We're literally melting rock on their heads.

I want to go underground.

Prepare my troops.

My lord, I recommend you that you stay inside...

Bring his body to my quarters.

My poor darlings are hungry.

There was no food for them on the flight.

What are you doing here?

It's early morning.

What are you doing here?

Kiss my feet, brother.

I'm going to eviscerate your...

You humiliated our family. You humiliated me.

Kiss! Or die.

We're even now.

Embarrass our family one more time...

It will be the last.

They didn't even engage on the ground...

Like honorable fighters.

Usul, in the South...

Only leaders are allowed to speak.

You must take my place.

I can't do that.

It is a good time to cross blades with me.

I am weak. I am an easy kill, Muad'Dib.

I'd rather cut off my own hand.

We need you.

We need the Lisan al-Gaib to lead our people.

You know what I think of all that, Stilgar.

I don't care what you believe! I believe!

I didn't see it coming.

The Harkonnens aren't done here.

They just went back to reload.

We're setting thumpers. We're moving everyone to the south.

I'll stay behind and cover your retreat.

- What are you talking about? - Chani, I can't go with you.

You know why.

I'll stay too. - Nobody stays but me!

- Paul. - That's an order, Gurney Halleck!

Go south!

Protect my mother.

- My lord.

He's afraid of the Fundamentalists.

And he should be.

Don't resist.

Talk to me, Jamis.

Kwitzatz Haderach, you see only fragments.

You can not see the future, without seeing the past.

To unlock your mind, you need to drink the Water of Life.

And you will see...

Everything.

A good hunter always climbs the highest dune before his hunt.

He needs to see...

As far as he can see.

You need to see.

You must drink the Water of Life.

Your mind is going to open.

And you will see...

The world has made choices for us.

If I go south, I might lose you.

You will never lose me.

Paul Atreides.

Not as long as you stay who you are.

I will cross storms with you... Go South...

Bring your people to safety.

And then I will do what must be done.

- Where? - A spy left behind.

No trace of the others.

They've gone south to hide in the storms.

Send this message to the Baron: The North is liberated and is secure.

Harvest Spice at will.

Yes, na-Baron.

You killed nine of my men with one single blade.

She won't talk.

Tell her that's fine.

I already know everything I need to know.

Only pleasure remains.

Now that you can see our past...

You can see your future.

My brother. My dearest brother.

You are not prepared for what is to come.

You'll now learn the truth about our family.

And it will hurt you to the core.

Paul... Don't worry, I'm with you.

I love you.

Find them!

Paul? Paul!

I'm here, I'm here. Hey...

What happened!?!

What happened?!?

He's dead.

His vital signs are so low, they can't be detected,

but he's alive.

What did you do to him?

No, not that. Why would he do that?

Why would you do that?

Chani, his body is fighting the poison...

- And he needs your help. - You do it!

You did this to him.

You did this to your own son!!! You do it!

Fix it yourself.

Chani, you might not believe in prophecy, but you're a part of it.

You're the poison.

You and your lies.

Why would you do this?

Do it!

Desert Spring Tears.

Kwitzatz Hadderach...

Climb up... Arise!

Usul, I'm here. I'm here.

- Are you ok? - Yes.

Are you sure?

Thanks to you.

I'm sorry about Chani.

She'll come to understand.

I've seen it.

You can see?

The visions are clear now.

I see possible futures.

All at once.

Our enemies are all around us, and in so many futures they prevail.

But I do see a way, there is a narrow way through.

I saw our bloodline, mother...

Written across time.

You're the daughter of Baron Vladimir Harkonnen.

Did my father know?

I didn't know myself until I took the worms poison.

We're Harkonnens.

So, this is how we'll survive...

By being Harkonnens.

We must talk!

Stilgar, you can stop this.

Do you hear me? You have the power to stop this.

Northern woman, you're not allowed to speak inside the circle.

If you want to speak, you know what to do.

Stilgar please, for Arrakis's sake.

This prophecy is how they enslave us!

How they dominate...

You'll get yourself in trouble.

This is none of your business.

Rabban Harkonnen himself killed my family...

and gave me this scar to remember him by.

This is all of my business.

Mahdi, Mahdi, only tribe leaders can speak.

If you wish to share your voice, you must take his place...

By defeating him and returning his water to the well.

You think I'm stupid enough

to deprive myself of the best of us?

Take my life, Usul.

It is the only way.

I'm pointing the way!

Slow down.

But you think you could have a chance...

Dune.

Lisan Al-Gaib!

Mahdi...

Muad'Dib...

This is my father's Ducal Signet.

I am Paul "Muad'Dib" Atreides.

Duke of Arrakis.

Lisan Al-Gaib!

Paul Atreides is still alive.

He challenges my father.

You've never been on Arrakis.

Its quite impressive. You'll see.

- Was this all upon your advice? - What?

Did you counsel my father to exterminate the Atreides.

Of course I did!

Why else would it have happened.

You tried to sacrifice a entire bloodline.

And I was right to do it.

The Kwisatz Haderach...

is a form of power that our world has not yet seen.

The ultimate power.

For 90 generations we have supervised House of Atreides.

They were promising, but the were becoming dangerously defiant.

Their bloodline had to be terminated.

That is why we have put many bloodlines at work, several prospects.

But it's backfired! Paul is alive!

And if he defeats Feyd-Rautha, my father will...

Your father will lose the throne, no matter who prevails.

But there is one way your family can remain in power.

And through you, the continuation of our stewardship.

One way.

Are you prepared?

You've been preparing me my whole life, Reverend Mother.

You're heading north with the others?

I'm Fedaykin.

I follow my leaders. If the fighting goes North, I go North.

- Paul didn't have a choice, Chani. - I won't be fighting for him!

I'm fighting for my people!

I came to wish you best of luck.

I'd wish you the same.

But it seems you've won your battle.

He took the bait.

The Emperor is very obliging. He's right on time.

What is he doing here?

I brought Spice production under control!

What do we do?

Send messages to the Great Houses.

Tell them that Arrakis is under Sardaukar attack.

Tell them their future hangs in the balance.

When the storm hits this ridge,

Gurney will open the way for you, Stilgar.

So you can enter the basin from the west.

And distract their defense systems.

Chani, I want you and your Fedaykin to then attack from the east.

Inside of the basin.

I will strike from the the north, head on...

With the Fundamentalist troops.

And I'll serve Arrakeen for dessert.

Remember, I need the Emperor alive.

Baron, do you have any idea who this Muad'Dib could be?

Some fanatic, your Majesty. That's all we know.

More, more! Give me more.

- He's a madman! - Mad?

All Fremen are mad.

That's what you know, really?

Muad'Dib is dead.

Or, he went hiding in the Southern storms.

Which means the same thing.

Your Majesty, the sandstorm thats approaching

threatens the integrity of our shields.

We recommend going back into orbit.

Well, the mountains will protect us from most of it.

- Your Majesty. - Baron, have you ever investigated...

the south regions of Arrakis?

The entire region is uninhabitable.

It is well known, Your Majesty.

Your "Uninhabited South"...

exhibits evidence of human activity.

I wasn't aware of this.

I swear to you I wasn't aware of any of this!

Muad'Dib is alive. I must find him!

Fire!

Sardaukar! On guard!

Grandfather.

You die like an animal.

Muad'Dib.

Muad'Dib! Muad'Dib! Muad'Dib! Muad'Dib!

Rabban!!!

Look who's back from the dead.

For my Duke.

And my friends...

Warships.

The Great Houses.

Gurney, it's time. Bring the prisoners.

My lord.

This isn't over yet.

I want you to know...

That I will love you as long as I breathe.

There is a massed armada in orbit.

You are facing a full invasion, Fremen.

How can you be so sure the Great Houses are here for me?

They may be curious to hear my side of the story, don't you think?

I am Paul Atreides, son of Leto Atreides! Duke of Arrakis.

- Gurney. - My lord?

Send a warning to all ships,

If the Great Houses attack...

our atomics will obliterate all Spice fields.

Are you out of your mind?

He's bluffing.

Consider what you are about to do, Paul Atreides!

Silence!!!

Abomination.

Message sent, my lord.

As a servant of the Imperium,

you will bow at my feet!

Your feet?!

You'll be lucky to keep your head.

I'll take the hand of your daughter.

She will remain safe.

And we will rule together over the Empire.

But you...

You have to answer for my father.

Do you know why I killed him?

Because...

He was a man who believed in the rules of the heart,

but the heart is not meant to rule.

In other words...

Your father...

was a weak man.

Stand...

Or choose your champion.

I'm here Atreides.

- I need a blade. - Accept mine.

Do not stain your hands on this animal.

Let me deal with him!

It's my burden, Gurney.

Why does he take such risks?

Muad'Dib, leads the way.

I'm happy to finally meet you, cousin.

Cousin, is that right?

Well, you wouldn't be the first relative I've killed.

May thy knife chip and shatter.

May thy knife chip and shatter.

She's your pet?

Any special attention...

For the pet?

You fought well, Atreides.

Lisan al-Gaib.

You should have believed.

You chose the wrong side.

Side?

You of all people should know, there are no sides...

Reverend Mother.

The life debt has been paid.

Spare my father now and I will be your willing bride.

The throne will be yours.

My lord, the Great Houses have answered.

They refuse to honor your ascendancy.

We await your orders, Lisan al-Gaib.

Lead them to paradise.

Lisan al-Gaib!

Lisan al-Gaib!

Lisan al-Gaib!

Lisan al-Gaib!

Lisan al-Gaib!

Lisan al-Gaib!

What's happening, mother?

Your brother attacks the Great Houses.

The Holy War begins...