Dune: Part Two

Imperial Diary.

Year 10,191, third comment.

The battle for Arrakis took 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's 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?

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.

Whoa.

Whoa!

Never stand with your back

towards the open.

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

-You okay? -Yeah.

How 'bout her?

She's fine.

They do not usually venture this deep.

They want 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 somewhere they will never find us.

Filthy water.

It's full of chemicals

but good enough for cooling systems.

Don't let it out.

- You okay? - Mm-hmm.

Don't let that out.

Don't let it out. No.

I'm okay.

- Are you sure? - Mm-hmm.

You fought well...

once you woke up.

I wasn't sleeping.

No, no, no. I'll do it.

Lord... 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.

Communications are hectic in the open sands.

Your orders were to control the whole planet.

We are.

I see only half of it.

As you may recall,

the South is uninhabitable, my Lord.

May I suggest you get some rest?

Rats! Hairy rats! Kill them!

Kill them all! Kill them all!

Rats!

He's asking why we're so late.

- ...Harkonnen. - No, no.

He thinks you're spies.

He said--

I got that.

Thanks.

Stay close to me.

Hmm?

Sietch Tabr.

Look how your Bene Gesserit propaganda

has taken root.

Some of them already think I'm their messiah.

Others...

false prophet.

I must sway the non-believers.

If they follow me,

we can disrupt spice production.

That's 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 is spice in the food.

Woman,

come with me.

...Jamis.

...Jamis.

...Jamis.

...Jamis.

...Jamis.

...Jamis.

...Jamis.

...Jamis.

...Jamis.

38,000,000 decaliters.

None of us, even...

dying of thirst,

would ever drink this water. This is...

sacred.

Jamis' 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 the trees. He will bring back...

the Green Paradise.

So many souls.

Hmm.

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

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.

You believe in Paul?

There are signs, yes.

What if I would refuse?

Mm. Then, he's not 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's 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'm not flattered.

How does one become a Reverend Mother?

It's different from one culture to another.

Here on Arrakis, I have no idea.

You're afraid.

Reverend Mothers are 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 believe in all this?

No, we don't.

These are old Southern beliefs.

Southern beliefs?

Southern tribes believe a messiah will come

to deliver us from evil.

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

We believe in Fremen.

- Bi-lal kaifa. - Bi-lal kaifa.

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? - Mm-hmm.

He's from the South.

You didn't notice his accent?

What'll happen to my mother?

I must not fear.

Fear is the mind-killer.

Fear, the little death

that brings total obliteration.

I will face my fear. I will...

- 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?

She was frightened but she's...