Guild Navigator: We ourselves perceive a slight problem within House Atreides. Paul, Paul Atreides.
Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: You mean of course Duke Leto Atreides, his father?
Guild Navigator: I mean Paul Atreides. We want him killed. I did not say this. I am not here.
Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: I understand.
Alia: I am a messenger from Muad'Dib. Poor Emperor. I'm afraid my brother won't be very pleased with you.
Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: Silence!
Reverend Mother Mohiam: Kill this child. She's an abomination. Kill her!
Reverend Mother Mohiam: [groans then yells at Alia] Get out of my mind!
Alia: [using the voice] Not until you tell them both who I *really* am!
Reverend Mother Mohiam: [Weakly] Alia, daughter of Duke Leto the Just and the royal Lady Jessica. Sister... of Paul... Muad'Dib.
Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: Paul's sister? Paul is Muad'Dib?
Dr. Kynes: [whispering] Bless the maker and his water, bless the coming and going of him, may his passing cleanse the world.
Duke Leto Atreides: What's that your saying?
Dr. Kynes: Nothing.
Baron Harkonnen: I will have Arrakis back for myself! He who controls the Spice controls the universe and what Piter did not tell you is we have control of someone who is very close, very close, to Duke Leto! This person, this traitor, will be worth more to us than ten legions of Sardaukar!
Feyd-Rautha: And who is this, traitor?
Baron
Harkonnen: I won't tell you who the traitor is, or when we'll attack. However, the Duke will die before these eyes and he'll know, he'll know, that it is I, Baron Vladimir Harkonnen, who encompasses his doom!
Lady Jessica: [Stumbling around a corner, blood dripping from her nose] Alia...
Alia: [she falls into her mother's arms, also covered in blood] Mother, it's Paul. He has taken the Water of Life.
Lady Jessica: Paul's voice?
Alia: The Guild... they're fighting me in the mental vaults. They're behind everything.
They fear the one who will come, who will know more, who will see more. The Guild is behind everything. It's not finished yet. I'm not formed.
Reverend Mother Mohiam: We'll salvage what we can. But I can tell you, dear God, for the father, nothing.
Lady Jessica: [inside her head] For the father, nothing?
Reverend Mother Mohiam: Did you really think that you could bear the Kwisatz Haderach? The universe's super being? How dare you. My greatest student, and my greatest
disappointment.
[she notices Paul is not sleeping]
Reverend Mother Mohiam: He's awake. He's listening to us. Good. Ready yourself young Paul Atreides. I want to see you in your mother's chambers in one quarter of an hour.
Lady Jessica: Paul, this is very important.
Duke Leto Atreides: What have you discovered about the Fremen, Duncan? Tell me. Why haven't we heard from you?
Duncan Idaho: My lord, I suspect so much. I think they are the allies we seek. They are strong, fierce. They do not give their loyalty easily or quickly. As you know, the Imperium has never been able to take a census of the Fremen. Everyone thinks
that there are but few, wandering here and there in the desert. My lord, I suspect an incredible secret has been kept on this planet: that the Fremen exist in vast numbers - vast. And it is they who control Arrakis.
Guildmaster: [to the Emperor] Remedy this situation, restore spice production, or you will live out your life in a pain amplifier!
Lady Jessica: [Jessica and Leto are lying in bed together the night before the family's journey to Arrakis] I once told you a daughter would be conceived at a time of parting.
Duke Leto Atreides: I remember. Conceived in love, at a time of parting. Arrakis is a hostile world.
Lady Jessica: I must be sure you want this. It has to be
tonight, under these influences. I could hear you with the wind.
Duke Leto Atreides: And I whispered 'Yes'.
Lady Jessica: And I whispered 'I love you'.
Thufir Hawat: Now, remember, the first step in avoiding a *trap* - is knowing of its existence.
Paul: I know. But, if it is a trap, then why are we going?
Thufir Hawat: We have our new Army. Dr. Yueh, put the weirding module on him.
[Thufir holds Paul's shoulders admiringly, then playfully mimes stabbing him in the side of the
neck]
Duke Leto Atreides: [responding to Thufir's resignation, after Paul narrowly cheats death via a "hunter-seeker," with which his chamber was boobytrapped] ... Enough of this, Thufir! *If* you made a mistake, it was in over-estimating the Harkonnens. Their simple minds came up with a simple trick! Moreover, Paul survived this largely because of your training; you didn't fail there.