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.
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.
Duke Leto Atreides: I'll miss the sea, but a person needs new experiences. They jar something deep inside, allowing him to grow. Without change something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.
Princess Irulan: A beginning is a very delicate time. Know then, that it is the year 10191. The known universe is ruled by the Padisha Emperor Shaddam IV, my father. In this time, the most precious substance in the Universe is the spice melange. The spice extends life. The spice expands consciousness. The spice is vital to space travel. The Spacing Guild and its navigators, who the spice has mutated over four-thousand 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. Oh yes, I forget 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.
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.
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: He who controls the Spice, controls the universe!
Guildmaster: A Secret Report within the Guild. Four Planets have come to our attention regarding a plot which could jeopardise Spice Production: Planet Arrakis, Source of the Spice. Planet Caladan, home of House Atreides. Planet Geidi Prime, home of House Harkonnen. Planet Kaitain, Home of the Emperor of the Known Universe. Send a third-stage Guild Navigator to Kaitain to demand details from the Emperor. The Spice must flow.
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.
Paul: Irulan shall be my wife, opening the way for an Atreides to take the throne.
Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: I sit on the throne!
Paul: You will sit on the throne on Selusa Secundus, your prison planet. Either that, or you will die.
[he walks towards Chani]
Paul: The princess shall have no more of me than my name... no child of mine, nor touch, nor softness of glance, nor instant of desire.
[he tenderly strokes her cheek]
Paul: This is promise to you, my love.
Lady Jessica: Think on it, Chani. We who carry the name of concubine... history will call us wives.
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'.
Paul: Stilgar, do we have wormsign?
Stilgar: Usul, we have wormsign the likes of which even God has never seen.
Paul: We Fremen have a saying: "God created Arakis to train the faithful." One cannot go against the word of God.
Gurney Halleck: Behold, as a wild ass in the desert, go I forth to my work.
Paul: What do you call the mouse shadow on the second moon?
Stilgar: We call that one Muad'Dib.
Paul: Could I be known as Paul Muad'Dib?
Stilgar: You are Paul Muad'Dib!
Feyd-Rautha: Why are you going to prolong the inevitable? I will kill you!
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.
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: [sees Thufir] My God.
Paul: They've taken your mind.
Paul: Gurney, I see Thufir Hawat among the captives. Let him stand free.
Feyd-Rautha: [turns towards Thufir] The antidote.
[he slips a knife inside Thufir's sleeve]
Gurney Halleck: Thufir, come.
Paul: In payment of the many years of service to my family, you may ask me of anything, anything you wish. Do you need my life old friend? It is yours.
Paul: I mean this Thufir, if you are to strike, do it now.
Thufir Hawat: [raises knife, to everyone's shock, but drops it and quickly pulls out his heart plug. He collapses into Paul's arms] Three generations of... you...
Paul: Carry this noble Atreides warrior away. Do him all honor.
Paul: Now remember, walk without rhythm, and we won't attract the worm.
The Baron's Doctor: You are SO beautiful, my Baron. Your skin, love to me. Your diseases lovingly cared for, for all eternity.
Piter De Vries: As you instructed me, I have enlightened your nephews concerning my plan...
Baron Harkonnen: *My* plan!
Piter De Vries: ...*the* plan... to crush the Atreides.
Dr. Kynes: Bless the maker and his water, bless the coming and going of him, may his passing cleanse the world.
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.
Gurney Halleck: Shield Practice.
Paul: Gurney, we had practice this morning. I'm not in the mood.
Gurney Halleck: Not in the mood? Mood's a thing for cattle and loveplay, not fighting!
Paul: I'm sorry Gurney.
Gurney Halleck: Not sorry enough.
Piter De Vries: I knew Yueh's wife. I was the one who broke his Imperial conditioning. I've thought of many pleasures with you. It is perhaps better that you die in the innards of a worm. Desire clouds my reason. That is not good. That is bad.
Feyd-Rautha: Who is the little one, a pet perhaps? Will she deserve my special attentions?
Paul: I'm dead to everyone unless I become what I may be.
Alia: And how can this be? For he is the Kwisatz Haderach!
The Baron's Doctor: [treating Baron Harkonnen] Put the pick in there, Pete, and turn it 'round real neat.
Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: Bring in that floating fat man, the Baron!
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.
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: I'll miss the sea. But a man needs new experiences. They jar something deep inside, allowing him to grow. Without change, something sleeps inside of us and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.
Paul: You have no need for your weapons with me, Gurney Halleck.
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.
Thufir Hawat: My lord?
Duke Leto Atreides: Thufir, haven't you heard from Duncan Idaho yet?
Thufir Hawat: No sire. I have, however, discovered what the city Freemen called out to Paul when we entered the city.
Duke Leto Atreides: Mahdi... And Lisan al Ghaeeb. Yes.
Thufir Hawat: It is a prophecy that a young leader will come to them with a Bene Gesserit mother. It follows the familiar messiah pattern.
Duke Leto Atreides: But Mahdi?
Thufir Hawat: Yes. It seems it is written that he will lead them to true freedom.
Reverend Mother Mohiam: [after the ordeal of the box] Kul Wahad! No woman-child ever withstood that much!
Thufir Hawat: Remember, the first step in avoiding a trap is knowing that one has been set.
Paul: If we know it's 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]