A beginning is a very delicate time.
Know then that it is the year 10191.
The known universe is ruled by the Padishah 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 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 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.
Il pianeta produttore del Melange. Patria dei Freemen
Il pianeta del Duca Leto. Patria della Casa Ducale Atreides
Il Pianeta del Barone Vladimir. Patria della Casa Harkonnen
Il Pianeta Imperiale. Patria dell'Imperatore Shaddam IV
A secret report within the Guild
Four planets have come to our attention regarding a plot which could jeopardize spice production.
Planet Arrakis, source of the spice.
Planet Caladan, home of House Atreides.
Planet Giedi 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!
NAVIGATOR: One small point.
MOHIAM: [in her mind] Here it comes.
NAVIGATOR: We ourselves foresee a small problem with House Atreides. Paul, Paul Atreides.
SHADDAM IV: You mean, of course, Duke Leto Atreides, his father.
NAVIGATOR: We mean Paul Atreides. We want him killed. I did not say this. I am not here.
SHADDAM IV: I understand.
The Atreides house is building a secret army!... using a technique unknown to us... a technique involving sound.
The Duke is becoming more popular in the Landsraad... he could threaten me....
I have ordered House Atreides to occupy Arrakis to mine the spice... thus replacing their enemies the Harkonnens....
House Atreides will not refuse because of the tremendous power they think they will gain.
Then, at an appointed time Baron Harkonnen will return to Arrakis and launch a sneak attack on House Atreides...
I have promised the Baron five legions of my Sardaukar terror troops.
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! Ha! Ha ha ha!
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 it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
KYNES: You've worn a stillsuit before?
KYNES: Your suit is fitted desert fashion. Who told you how to do that?
PAUL: No one. It... seemed the proper way.
KYNES: That it is. (inner voice) He shall know your ways as if born to them.
Tell me of your homeworld, Usul.
La terribile arma in dotazione ai battaglioni imperiali di Sardaukar.