At night it cools very fast.
In the morning, daylight heats it.
The surface condenses moisture
out of the air…
…and it trickles down
to keep the plants alive.
- A simple beauty.
- A meaningless beauty.
In such a godforsaken place.
We deal here with the law of the minimum.
Unless we learn to live with it,
conditions can never change.
Are you saying that conditions here
could change?
Favourable conditions?
To change the ecology of the planet?
That depends.
On what?
On who the steward of the desert is.
Perhaps one day the person will come
who will understand…
…who will see the future
and know what can be.
The one who will change Arrakis:
The Mahdi.
You asked me to inquire
about the shouting the other day.
The words they were calling out
at your shuttle.
“Mahdi”, something like that.
It means “messiah”.
They have a legend here, a prophesy…
…that a leader will come to them
from off-world.
A boy. The only son of a Bene Gesserit.
To guide them to true freedom.
Messiah?
Paul?
These are a simple people, Milord.
They survive on hope.
Tell me about the waters
of your homeland, Muad’dib.
I’m sorry, Milord.
Mapes didn’t tell me you were in here.
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