We have arrived without detection.
But the situation on the planet is appalling.
Contaminators and Leeches have been released all across the planet.
The food and water supplies of all the Houses have been tainted
with a mind-altering drug.
Turing them into mindless warrior slaves.
They fight for the Tleilaxu and the Guild.
Worst still, word has reached our spies of a devious plot.
The Guild and the Tleilaxu have been experimenting
with the sandworms at a complex in a remote desert location.
They've discovered a link between the worms and the Spice.
Their plan is to seize the throne
by breeding a man-worm with almost god-like powers.
They call it the Emperor Worm.
The plan is perfect, it cannot fail.
You have the woman?
Bring her!
Fear is the mind killer.
Fear is the little death that bring total obliteration.
That face is a blasphemy.
Why do you retain it?
Do you think I cannot see the truth?
It proved useful.
You've done well Cilix.
The Guild will remember this.
The Tleilaxu are always please to serve a highest bidder.
I understand you drank the illuminating poison while among the Fremen.
The narcotic produced at the moment of death by a drowning sandworm.
Can you see your own future my dear?
I have no future.
Precisely, but your life fluid,
your water, it has a glorious future.
It will provide our new Emperor Worm with power beyond imagining.
By killing me you ensure your own deaths.
We will all die, but the Emperor Worm will live on!
No!
Magnificent is he not?
We are all that stands between the light and the darkness
Between victory and eternal slavery.
Our allies, the Fremen, and the Sardaukar
have agreed to fight with us in this final battle.
House Ix will also support us.
This is no longer simply a question of victory for House Atreides.
It is now a fight for the very future of humanity.
In the words of our Fremen allies, Bi-la kaifa.
Long live the fighters!
Commander, you fight for all humanity, fight well.
Long live the fighters!