Quotes

Paul: Stilgar, do we have wormsign?

Stilgar: Usul, we have wormsign the likes of which even God has never seen.

Paul: You have no need for your weapons with me, Gurney Halleck.

Paul: Father... father, the sleeper has awakened!

Paul: I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when my fear is gone I will turn and face fear's path, and only I will remain.

Piter De Vries: It is by will alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of Sapho that thoughts acquire speed, the lips acquire stains, stains become a warning. It is by will alone I set my mind in motion.

Guildmaster: We foresee a slight problem within House Atreides. Paul, Paul Atreides.

Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: You mean of course Duke Leto, his father?

Guildmaster: I mean Paul Atreides. We want him killed. I did not say this. I am not here.

Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: I understand.

Feyd-Rautha: Who is the little one, a pet perhaps? Will she deserve my special attentions?

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!

Baron Harkonnen: The spice must flow.

Paul: They tried and failed?

Reverend Mother Mohiam: They tried and died.

Paul: Some thoughts have a certain sound, that being the equivalent to a form. Through sound and motion, you will be able to paralyze nerves, shatter bones, set fires, suffocate an enemy or burst his organs. We will kill until no Harkonnen breathes Arakeen air.

Paul: I'm dead to everyone unless I become what I may be.

Feyd-Rautha: Why are you going to prolong the inevitable? I will kill you!

Paul: What's in the box?

Reverend Mother Mohiam: Pain.

[first lines]

Princess Irulan: A beginning is a very delicate time. Know then, that is is the year 10191. The known universe is ruled by the Padishah Emperor Shaddam the Fourth, my father. In this time, the most precious substance in the universe is the spice Melange. The spice extends life. The spice expands consciousness. A product of the Spive, the red Sapho juice, stains the lips of the Mentats but allows them to be human computers, as thinking machines have been outlawed. The spice is vital to space travel. The Spacing Guild and its navigators, who the spice has mutated over 4000 years, use the orange spice gas, which gives them the ability to fold space. That is, travel to any part of the universe without moving. Because the Guild controls all interplanetary travel, they are the highest power in the Universe. The Spice also plays a very secret role in the Bene Gesserit sisterhood, of which I am a part. The sisterhood has been interfering with the marriages, and the children thereof, of the great Houses of the Universe, cleverly intermixing one bloodline with another to form the Kwisatz Haderach, a super being. They plan to control this super being and use his powers for their own selfish purposes. The breeding plan has been carried out in a strict manner for 90 generations. The goal of the super being is in sight. But now, so close to the prize, a Bene Gesserit woman, Jessica, the bound concubine of Duke Leto Atreides, who has been ordered to bear only daughters, has given birth to a son. Oh, yes. I forgot to tell you. The spice exists on only one planet in the entire universe. A desolate, dry planet with vast deserts. Hidden away within the rocks of these deserts are a people known as the Fremen, who have long held a prophecy that a man would come, a messiah, who would lead them to true freedom. The planet is Arrakis, also known as Dune.

Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: Bring in that floating fat man, the Baron!

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?

Paul: Is it true, that the sand can blow at seven hundred kilometers per hour?

Dr. Wellington Yueh: It can render flesh to dust in minutes. And these dry winds can generate tremendous static electricity in the atmosphere. Our body shields won't have enough power to operate in the open air on Arrakis.

The Baron's Doctor: You are SO beautiful, my Baron. Your skin, love to me. Your diseases lovingly cared for, for all eternity.

Dr. Kynes: Bless the maker and his water, bless the coming and going of him, may his passing cleanse the world.

Reverend Mother Ramallo: We are the secret of the universe. We are the secret. We know of CHOAM in the universe, Combine Honnete Ober Advancer Mercantiles, controlled by the Emperor Shaddam IV and all the great housses of the Landsraad. We know of CHOAM, yet we are the secret. We know of the Bene Gesserit sisterhood, their selective breeding plan for 90 generations to produce the Kwisatz Haderach, whom they will control. The one they call the witches, yet we are the secret. We know of the Guild and the navigators' power to fold space and their control over all interplanetary travel. We know they have the seeing eye, yet we are the secret. The Bakka shall weep no more for there is now at work a higher power.

Reverend Mother Mohiam: Jessica you were told to bear only daughters to the Atreides.

[Jessica ignores her, lost in thought]

Reverend Mother Mohiam: Jessica!

Lady Jessica: It meant so much to him.

Reverend Mother Mohiam: You thought only of a Duke's desire for a son? Desires don't come into this. An Atreides daughter could have been wed to a Harkonnen heir and sealed the breech. We may lose both bloodlines now.

Lady Jessica: I vowed never to regret my decision. I'll pay for all my own mistakes.

Reverend Mother Mohiam: And your son will pay with you.

Paul: Emperor Shaddam IV, there are Guild Heighliners above us containing many great houses of the Laandsraad. Send them back.

Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: How dare you speak to me in...

Guild Worker: Stop your speaking!

Paul: You have some idea of what I could do.

Paul: [the Reverend Mother Mohiam growls at him] Don't try your powers on me. Try looking into that place where you dare not look, you'll find me there staring back at you.

Reverend Mother Mohiam: You musn't speak...

Paul: [Using the Voice] SILENCE!

[she falls back against several Guild Workers, almost knocked over by the sheer power of Paul's words]

Paul: I remember your gom jabbar, now you'll remember mine. I can kill with a word.

Duncan Idaho: 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.