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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.
[Harkonnen soldier 1 speaking Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen soldier 1 continues speaking Harkonnen]
Stay here.
[Harkonnen soldiers speaking Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen soldier speaking Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen squad leader breathing heavily]
[Harkonnen soldier speaking Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen soldier speaking Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen squad leader speaking Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen soldier speaking Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen soldiers speaking Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen soldiers shouting in Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen lieutenant speaking Harkonnen]
[Harkonnen sniper speaking Harkonnen]
[Jessica and Harkonnen sniper grunt]
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 wanna 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!
- -
- I'm okay. - Are you sure?
Mm-hmm.
You fought well...
once you woke up.
I wasn't sleeping.
[Harkonnen soldier grunts, chokes]
No, no, no. I'll do it.
Lor-- 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.
[chanting continues in the background]
-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! Kill them all!
Kill them all!
Rats!
[Stilgar communicates gutturally]
[Fremen sentinel communicates gutturally]
[sentinel leader speaks Chakobsa]
He's asking why we're so late.
[continues conversing in Chakobsa]
He thinks you're spies.
- He said-- -I got that.
-Thanks. - Stay close to me. Hmm?
Sietch Tabr.
-[angry, indistinct shouting in Chakobsa] -
Lisan al-Gaib!
[oldest elder groans, speaks Chakobsa]
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?
What is it?
There is spice in the food.
- - Woman.
Come with me.
[praying watermasters chant in Chakobsa]
[male watermaster speaks Chakobsa]
[praying watermasters chant in Chakobsa]
Thirty-eight million decaliters.
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