All language subtitles for Dune Prophecy S01E04 1080p x265-ELiTE[EZTVx.to]-eng

- (thumping)
- (tense music playing)

- (gasps)
- (music softens)

♪

(sighs)

voice (echoes): Emeline.

(music intensifies)

Hello?

♪

This isn't funny.

Sister.

♪

(voices whispering)

(rustling)

(Sister gasping)

(sand falling, rustling)

Sister.

- (blade slices)
- (gasps)

(gasps)

(panting)

(Sisters groaning,
crying, panting)

(yelps)

(unsettling music playing)

Emeline?

♪

(suspenseful music playing)

(growling)

(music softens)

- (grunting)
- (blade clatters)

(both panting)

- What just happened?
- It's alright.

- Where am I?
- It's alright.

- (whimpers)
- It was just a dream.

(heavy breathing)

(dramatic theme playing)

(singers vocalizing)

♪

♪

(theme concludes)

(light, plucky music playing)

(drink pouring)

Aunt Valya,

I can't believe this
is the first time

we've had you at our table.

Her fortunes fade, nephew.

Ousted from the palace.

Nowhere to go but the
family she shunned.

The only thing fading,
dear uncle, is your health.

It saddens me that
your suffering

- has been this prolonged.
- Oh, I'm sure it does.

If I may ask...

what happened at the
royal engagement?

- An accident?
- That Richese boy was murdered.

You sound so sure.

Everyone's talking about it.

I assumed it was your
kind spreading the rumor.

We serve truth.
Hearsay serves panic.

(mouth full) He
doesn't mean to offend.

- Our house wouldn't know what a Truthsayer does.
- (chuckling)

Well, perhaps it's
time that changed.

The Sisterhood would like
to elevate House Harkonnen

by offering you the
services of a Truthsayer.

After decades standing idly
by while your own house

claws its way out of the shit,

- now you choose to appear?
- Perhaps we should confer.

The Sisterhood
acknowledges its oversight.

You abandoned us. (coughs)

Strange, I seem to remember
it the other way around.

(gagging, wheezing coughs)

(voices whispering)

- (whispering stops)
- (coughing and gagging continue)

(inhaling)

Harrow, you could represent
this house at the Landsraad.

The decision is yours.

Don't be a fool.
She's after something.

Well, the more
important thing here is,

what are you after, Harrow?

Better incentives for
the whale fur trade.

Sister Theodosia, tell this
young man what he truly desires.

(heartbeat thumping)

He's afraid that the
other houses laugh at him.

No... worse. That
they pity him.

- (heartbeat)
- That he's so far beneath,

he's not even worth
being considered.

He desires respect...

for himself and for his house.

Valya Harkonnen: What
better way to gain respect

than by having the Mother
Superior as your Truthsayer?

You would stand by my side?

As she stabs you in the back.

Let me prove our worth by ensuring
you a seat at the High Council.

(intense music plays)

♪

Emperor Javicco Corrino: I'm
glad the food is to your liking.

I've never had such riches.

Javicco: Well, you'll have nothing
but the finest treatment from us here.

Isn't that right, children?

So, we're having breakfast
with killers now?

Desmond, I hear you slaughtered
many Fremen on Arrakis.

What I've done, I've done
for the good of the Imperium.

Well, that makes
me happy to hear.

Father, there's a rumor
circulating about Pruwet's death.

Have you heard it?

I have.

And does it bother you?

What bothers me
is the disrespect.

The talking behind my back.

That is the
definition of a rumor.

(chuckles)

There's no proof the boy was
murdered. It's absolute nonsense.

Regardless, it has left me
terrified living in my own home.

Mother Superior, now that
you've dismissed her,

I'd like to follow her to
Wallach IX, like we planned.

Ynez, I'm sorry, but
that's no longer an option.

Your mother's right.
We need you here.

Show a united front...

especially for the High Council.

She doesn't attend
the High Council.

Why not let her get away?
At least for a while.

So, the one who got
us into this mess

has an opinion on how
it should be handled?

How is this rumor my fault?

Because it must've
come from the Richeses.

If you kept your pants
buckled and your mouth shut,

- they wouldn't have any false accusations to spread.
- This is such a farce.

The rumor's true, isn't it?

Your new attack dog
murdered Pruwet.

- Didn't you?
- That boy broke the first and highest law.

No thinking machines.

And he was met with the
appropriate consequences.

We will not be united as long
as he stands at your side.

(tense music playing)

Sit down.

♪

(ancestral whispers)

Sister Emeline: I saw myself
moving towards the well.

(whispers continue)

If Jen hadn't been there...

Sister Jen: Mother Tula?

(whispering stops)

Yes. Sorry. Uh, what
else did you see?

- There was sand.
- Sand?

Perhaps these acolytes should
return to their studies.

Reverend Mother Tula, there are
stories about Mother Dorotea.

(muffled clicking)

Mother Dorotea took her
own life out of grief,

over the death of our founder.

Her memory should
not be dishonored.

(muffled clicking continues)

- Are you using truthsense on me?
- Sister Emeline.

(clicking stops)

- I'm sorry.
- Good. Let's all get back to our studies,

as Sister Avila suggested.

(sighs) She's just
grasping for answers.

Everyone is.

Emeline wasn't the only
one having nightmares.

All of the acolytes were.

Hers just involved sleepwalking.

You all had it?

The same dream?

You'd have to ask the
others. I didn't have one.

Sister Lila and Mother
Kasha's deaths have

troubled their young minds.

It'll pass.

Best leave it alone...

lest you start up hysterics.

(regal music playing)

Speaker for the
Hall: House Yasu.

Yasu noble: Present.

Speaker for the
Hall: House Hagal.

Lord Hagal: Present.

Speaker for the Hall:
House Gbangbala.

Baron Gbangbala: Present.

Speaker for the
Hall: House Vernius.

Vernius noble: Present.

Speaker for the Hall:
House Yaoufirks.

Baron Yaoufirks: Present.

Speaker for the Hall:
Like gravity brings order

to the ever-expanding universe,

the governing body
of the Landsraad

brings stability to
our growing Imperium,

serving as a check against
tyranny, injustice, and war.

(horn blows)

The High Council
of the Landsraad

will now come to order.

Day one proceedings begin now.

(thumping chests)

"What you seek...
is seeking you."

Javicco: Uh, excuse me.

- Your Majesty.
- Sit.

Sit.

(fire crackling)

Was it you spreading the
rumor the boy was murdered?

I would never use the
truth against you.

Though I suspect there
are others that would.

Valya Harkonnen.

Is that why you're destroying
Kasha's Sisterhood book?

The Sisterhood has waged
many a whisper campaign.

Perhaps the Great Houses
could follow your lead.

What, and remove all the
Truthsayers from the Landsraad?

I might as well announce
I have something to hide.

The High Council will use it as
a pretext to challenge my rule.

No one can take your power away
from you unless you let them.

This is a time to be bold.

My father... when he
walked into a room,

all eyes would look at him.

My forefathers battled titans...

forged a new Imperium,

but me, they just see
me as a beneficiary

of my bloodline, nothing more.

(Javicco sighs)

Now.

What about when
history is written?

How would you like
to be remembered?

As an emperor that allowed the
nobles to tread all over him,

or one that brought the
Great Houses to heel?

Those who disrespect you,

disobey your laws...
threaten your rule...

show them the man that you are.

(whispers) Use me.

♪

Now is not the time.

The Imperium needs stability.

The time to snuff a fire out
is when a fool lights a match.

Not after your house
burns down around you.

♪

I said no.

Horace: Duri. My
favorite Ixian.

Duri: Who's this?
I have rules.

- Oh, you can trust him.
- (laughs) I don't trust you.

We can all trust this, though.

Ten million solari.

Do you know what your
little request cost me?

- I had to lay low for weeks.
- But you got it?

They don't call me "Duri
don't worry" for nothin'.

The Imperial guards have
been making things difficult.

I had to improvise.

(beeping, power surges)

This will do all the things
you want, but better.

Better how?

Really big boom.

(indistinct chatter)

(club music playing)

I see the Landsraad's
good for business.

Can't wait to spoil the party.

- So, no issues with the Ixian?
- Keiran Atreides: None.

Duri got us an autonomous drone

modified with a thermal bomb.

Once I release it
into the vents,

Duri swears it will make
its way to the throne room.

As soon as the Emperor makes his
appearance at the High Council,

Kieran unlatches the grates.

Then you hightail it out

before it reaches the dais,

- and then...
- Our little resistance

becomes a full-fledged
rebellion.

And the spice will
finally flow...

to all of us.

I'm gonna program in
the palace schematics.

Don't get into too much trouble.

You, um, you sure
you're up for this?

You seem a little bit spooked.

- I don't need to convince you.
- No.

But you should probably
convince yourself.

Making the Imperium
better comes at a cost.

You ready to pay it?

(tense music playing)

Valya: Tula, I received
word of Lila's death.

I know you must be heartbroken.

She was a very
brave young woman.

(exhales)

You'll never guess where I am.

But desperate times...

(sighs)

I feel haunted,
Tula, by our past.

I can't escape it.
Not even in my sleep.

I had a dream, like Kasha.

(Valya softly gasps)

I could use you
here if you can...

(cracks, pieces clatter)

Sister Theodosia: We got
word from Sister Mikaela.

The attack is moving
forward as planned.

They're targeting
the Emperor's speech.

Let them.

Once I save the Emperor's
life in full view,

we'll be back in
his good graces.

And what good is that if
Desmond Hart still lives?

(sighs)

It's not wise to attack an enemy
you don't understand head-on.

First, take out its limbs...
diminish its strength.

And give yourself time to
understand its weaknesses.

The rebels are using
a thinking machine.

If you fail to destroy it,

you and the Emperor and everyone
else in that room will die.

(squishes)

I won't fail.

I will destroy the machine

as soon as the Atreides
boy releases it.

And then I will deliver him
as a traitor to the Emperor.

But first, we need to
get my nephew out there

- on the High Council.
- How?

It wasn't us that put the rumor

about Pruwet Richese into
play, but play it we will.

(indistinct chatter)

(tense music playing)

Lord Hagal: Take the machine.

Sister, is there a problem?

My Lord, about the Richese boy.

Is there truth in this
rumor of the boy's death?

Our Mentats calculate the odds
of immolation by toy malfunction

at one in 2.5 million.

- So, it was a cover-up.
- Difficult to fully assess.

House Richese is refusing
an investigation.

(softly) Are you suggesting
they were threatened?

Uncertain.

But to launch a formal inquiry

is within the power
of the Great Houses.

And if that inquiry yields no
wrongdoing by the Emperor...

Then it could be perceived that

whomever lodged the accusation

is challenging his rule.

A treasonous act. Our house
cannot suffer such a risk.

But you're right
about the precedent.

The Emperor can't be given

the power to punish
any house on a whim.

Perhaps... you
could sway a house

whose gain outweighs the risks.

What house would
be so desperate?

A lesser house.

A disgraced house.

A house with an
over-eager baron.

(voices whispering)

- Harrow Harkonnen: Aunt Valya.
- What is it?

The Landsraad, it ends tomorrow.

I've yet to hear from
the High Council.

Shouldn't you be... out
doing what you Sisters do?

(lift whirring)

(door whirring)

You were saying?

Mother Superior, we didn't
expect your presence.

House Harkonnen's
new Truthsayer.

Impressive.

Please... have a seat.

(light, plucky music playing)

(lift whirring)

So, you must already know
House Richese's departure

left a vacancy on
the High Council.

With your robust trade
experience in whale fur,

your talents would be most
welcome on the High Council.

We're here to extend
a formal invitation.

♪

(whispers) Outstanding work.

House Harkonnen
dutifully accepts.

There is one thing
we ask, Baron.

We must be assured that you hold
common cause with the High Council.

Baron Gbangbala: It is
worrisome, wouldn't you agree?

The conditions under which
House Richese departed.

Mm, it has been a
source of concern.

Then you would also agree
that the Imperial House

should not be able to move
against another house at will.

That a formal inquiry
should be launched.

Is this the will of
the Great Houses?

So will it be House Harkonnen's.

Baron Gbangbala: Splendid.

We look forward to you
opening the inquest

into the death of Pruwet
Richese at the Landsraad.

What? You want me to
accuse the Emperor?

If this house isn't
up to the task...

No. I-I mean...

y-Yes. (stammers) I mean,
(nervous chuckle) uh...

Just-Just one moment.

You have their support.

They're just looking for cover.

No one is above the law.
Not even the Emperor.

By doing what the Great
Houses are afraid to do,

you will elevate this
house beyond its station.

We should wait for
Evgeny. It is his house.

What has he ever done for it?

Aren't you tired of the
way they look at you?

Harkonnen, the
cowards of Corrin.

The past branded us, but the
future can redefine our name.

Evgeny's not the future
of House Harkonnen.

You are.

(light, tense music playing)

Take a seat, everyone.

Sister Jen, could I
have a hand, please?

(doors shut)

This is an experiment.

The spice will help you
open your mind's eye,

so that I can guide you

back along the neural
pathway of your dreams...

revisiting what you saw,

but this time, you
will be in control.

The only way to master the
unknown is to make it known.

I want you to close your eyes.

Feel your heart rate slow.

A vision forms in your mind.

Now, take your charcoal.

Allow the connection between
the mind and the body

to guide your hand.

Show me what you see.

♪

(Sisters breathing heavily)

♪

You are in control
of this journey.

I want you to go deeper.

(Sisters sighing heavily)

♪

Push further into your mind.

Show me what you see.

Stop this.

Stop this!

I warned you not to
indulge them in hysteria.

It's not hysteria.

Perhaps it's not a dream,

it's a message.

They are dreams. They
are dreams of anxiety.

They're dreams of...

The well.

(Sisters shuddering)

Tula! What did you tell them?

- Tula Harkonnen: Nothing.
- (Sisters gasping, grunting)

I want you to bring your
awareness back into your body.

(unsettling music playing)

And I want you to feel the
floor beneath your feet.

And I want you to
open your eyes.

Tula, end this now.

Open your eyes.

(Sisters gasping)

Open your eyes, I said!

(Sisters panting)

(Sisters gasp)

♪

(panting)

God is watching us, judging us.

(shudders)

The reckoning is here.

(Sisters breathing heavily)

(water lapping)

Hmm.

(music fades out)

Your Grace.

All this talk of
shows of strength,

and yet you're
here behind a desk.

What is that?

Imperial surveillance files.

Machine dealers trading
in illegal technology,

suspected clientele.

So many promising
leads left unattended.

The time for leniency is
over, don't you think?

Hmm.

The Emperor thought it unwise
to act too boldly at this time.

If there is one thing to
admire about the Sisterhood,

it's their decisiveness.

They choose where they
want the future to go,

and they make a push.

You're the one that leaked the
truth about the Richese boy.

Well, don't look so surprised.

You know why I did it?

The Emperor has an opportunity

to shore up his power.

If they fear his
wrath over machines,

they'll fear him over anything.

Sometimes, Javicco just
needs that little push.

(tense music playing)

Desmond Hart: There are criminals
selling thinking machine technology

from the shadows.

(device beeps)

♪

I want you to find these
machine sympathizers

who stir rebellion.

And you show them that our
Emperor... is in no giving mood.

♪

(muffled club music playing)

(muffled chatter)

Tomorrow, we purge the
sins of the Imperium.

But tonight, let
us be the sinners.

(inhales)

I know what you're thinking.

Isn't this supposed to
be what we're battling?

Tiny flecks of dust that give these
monied bastards all the power.

Yes, it is.

- "Righteous, but not pure." That's what I say.
- (chuckles)

(inhales)

(exhales) You're never
gonna last if you don't

allow yourself a little
fun along the way.

That's never been my problem.

(inhales)

♪

Fancy seeing you here.

Care to introduce
me to your friend?

Nope. Come on.

You shouldn't be here.

I needed to get out
and clear my head.

You know what's funny?

You could've been
the one trapped

in a palace instead of me.

Vorian Atreides was
offered the throne,

- and rejected it.
- Yeah, maybe he saw what would come

of the freedoms he fought for.

Look around. We
defeated the machines,

but we replaced one set
of overlords with another.

Yet here you are, partaking.

(chuckles)

Righteous, but not pure.

My father is a good man.

♪

I have no doubt.

But you give any
person that much power,

the only path becomes
to try and preserve it.

How else do you explain
his taking to that soldier?

Desmond Hart killed
Pruwet and Kasha.

He admitted as much.

Yet my father does nothing
except become more enamored.

(tense music playing)

What if there was something
I could do to help,

but I'd hurt him.

Sometimes you have to burn a
thing down before you can save it.

My father...

he survived an atrocity.

But he taught me that chaos
can strike at any moment.

There is no protectin' from it.

It's better to act
than not to act.

Say what you have to say
to him and say it now.

(light music playing)

I'm sorry. I, um...

I'm trying to choose
the right path, too.

(light, tense music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

That man in the
portrait out there...

that's who you wear around
your neck, in your locket.

It's my brother, Griffin.

What happened to him?

(inhales)

It's late, Sister.

- It's difficult for you to be here.
- I'm tired.

And I didn't bring you here
to be constantly questioned.

Then why did you bring me here?

Wasn't just to
befriend the Princess.

You know why.

♪

I told you when I
joined the order.

It was my one condition.
I would not do that again.

We are up against something
more powerful than we are.

Something that I
don't yet understand,

let alone know how to defeat.

- Your talent...
- (forcefully) It's not a talent.

It's a last resort.

I won't ask unless I have to.

You already have.

♪

They all begin along
different paths.

Small anxieties of
their own minds.

And then the images begin
to converge on the sand.

And Kasha's dream
had sand in it too.

And Raquella's vision,
she spoke of red dust.

It was never the well
they were drawing.

It was Shai-Hulud.

And it was here that I
lost control of them.

They started to
reject my guidance.

And this, they all drew this.

No one... could see
beyond this moment.

I didn't awaken them.

The fear did.

Of what?

This.

Whatever this is.

It calls forth a
terror so crippling

that the mind screams
to save itself.

It could be the nightmare

is a sign of what's to come.

Well then we must tell everyone

before it consumes us all.

If we did that, Sister Avila,

it would cause hysteria.

- We cannot hide this from our Sisters.
- We must.

If what killed Kasha
is rooted in fear...

then fear is the last thing
we should be spreading.

Ynez Corrino: His
Bashar is a monster.

Father isn't thinking clearly.

Constantine Corrino: What
can we do? There's no proof.

Constantine, tomorrow,
you and I, we're going.

We're going to tell
the High Council

exactly who Desmond Hart
is and what he's done.

(light, tense music playing)

You've been into the spice.

I know Father may
have our heads,

but we could force the Landsraad
to move on Desmond Hart.

You're talking about
betraying Father...

in public.

I like my head where it is.

♪

You've let Father
convince you you're weak

but I know who you are.

You're the boy who
fought to save me

- when you could've just run away and escaped.
- And failed.

I didn't save you.

- The Sisterhood saved you.
- You stayed with me...

and that saved me just
as much as they did.

I need your help again.

There'll be no coming
back from this, Nez.

You are the bravest man I know.

Be brave with me now.

♪

(tense music playing)

♪

♪

(music softens)

Javicco, it's not too late.

We can still get ahead of
these accusations over Pruwet

- if you address them head-on.
- It'll blow over.

You decided to attend.

I'm glad I could rely on you.

Um...

I, um...

I just came to wish you luck.

The High Council now welcomes

Padishah Emperor of
the known universe,

Javicco Corrino the First.

May his reign shine
as long as the stars.

All: May his reign shine
as long as the stars.

(applause)

♪

(applause continues)

♪

Have you seen the prince?

The High Council will now
hear bills of particulars

for submission.

- Baron Harkonnen...
- (clears throat)

floor is yours.

♪

(attendees murmuring)

My Emperor.

(music fades out)

Noble Lords of the
High Council...

House Harkonnen moves
to file a grievance

in the violation of Kanly.

The rules clearly
state any noble house

without first filing dispute

or declaring a
formal challenge...

Baron... the members
of the High Council

are all familiar with the
strictures of vendetta.

Your house knows the
forms better than anyone.

(attendees laughing)

(light, tense music playing)

I... along with many...

believe the rules of
Kanly were violated.

I call... for a
formal inquest...

into the death of
Pruwet Richese.

(attendees murmuring)

(indistinct chatter)

Speaker for the Hall: Which house are
you submitting this inquest against?

Baron Harkonnen?

I can answer that.

The Imperial House.

(attendees exclaiming)

♪

I accuse his new
man, Desmond Hart...

of murdering Pruwet Richese.

(surprised chatter)

- What do I do?
- I think she just did it for you.

Speaker of the Hall:
Order! Order! Order!

- Order! Order!
- You want order?

(tense music playing)

- (groaning)
- (thuds)

(grunts)

Let me speak of order.

The moment you set
foot on Arrakis...

you are prey to a
thousand predators.

I've seen desert owls swoop down

and rip soldiers' necks
with their talons.

Then there are the scorpions,
the wandering spiders...

and the wasps.

(attendees gasping)

They hide in your camp...

and prick you with venom
and stop your heart.

But don't be afraid...

for there is an antidote.

A leviathan... that
rises from the sand.

It is terrifying to experience.

But when it comes...

soldiers rejoice...

because they know, for a day,

the beasts of prey
wreaking havoc upon them

will scatter across the desert,

scared... of the devil too.

♪

What the Princess says...

- is true.
- (attendees murmuring)

But it was no murder.

You all saw for yourself

Pruwet Richese use forbidden
machine technology.

It was an execution.

(attendees exclaiming)

An execution, ladies
and gentlemen!

Much like how this whole council

would've been executed today...

had rebels detonated
this thinking machine

as they had planned on doing.

(attendees gasping, murmuring)

(machine clatters)

♪

(bursts, energy fizzles)

There are predators
in our midst...

and we need a leader...

who will chase those
predators away!

From now on, there
will be no... excuses.

No exceptions.

A hard line against thinking
machines must be drawn!

♪

On your order, Your Majesty.

♪

(ominous music playing)

(hissing)

(sizzling)

(grunting, groaning)

(attendees gasping, murmuring)

(groaning, grunting)

- (groaning)
- (clothes ripping)

- (sizzling)
- (people yelling, screaming)

♪

(high-pitched ringing)

- (sizzling)
- (straining, groaning)

(groaning)

- (groaning, grunting)
- (sizzling)

(screaming)

(crackling, sizzling)

♪

(screaming continues)

- (wind blowing)
- (thumping)

(sand rustling)

(thumping continues)

(rustling)

(growls)

(growling)

(tense music playing)

- (Desmond sighs)
- (thuds)

(attendees murmuring)

(Desmond grunting)

♪

(exhales)

(breathing heavily)

(music softens)

(Evgeny laughing)

The Landsraad went
that well, did it?

Are our fortunes restored?

I told you, boy, you'd find
nothing but misery following her.

She cares nothing for
this house. Only herself.

Not now, Great Uncle.

What happened?

Desmond Hart headed off the
rebel plot before I could.

He then made a public
show of his powers,

but...

His blood.

We must send it to
Tula immediately.

She can trace it through
the breeding index.

And then we'll know exactly who
he is and where he came from.

(light, tense music playing)

You cannot do that again.

If I overstepped,
please forgive me.

No.

No, I meant... this.

I didn't know.

Every time.

The pain is what
brought me to you.

♪

And here you shall stay.

Mother Dorotea died from grief

but her beliefs did
not die with her.

There are no truths concealed

that will not be disclosed...

or lies hidden that
will not be made known.

When the judgment comes,
heavens will be set on fire.

(light music playing)

For when we walk by
faith and not by sight,

we are guided out
of the darkness.

Lila, if you can hear
me, please wake up.

I believe you are the key

to this reckoning.

You must be the one twice-born.

♪

Sister Emeline:
You lied to us.

Emeline.

You murdered Dorotea.

You murdered Orry. You
slaughtered the Atreides.

And now your sins has brought
the reckoning to our Order.

(thumps)

Your lies must be cleansed.

I'm going to speak the truth
to the whole of the Imperium.

You won't be able to silence
me like you silenced Dorotea.

(ominous music playing)

(gasps)

- (blade slices)
- (Emeline gagging)

(thumping)

(gagging)

(rumbling)

(growling)

(yelps)

Lila?

Anirul, wake up.

(energy surging)

(light music playing)

Lila.

(blade clatters)

You're alive.

(panting)

Where am I?

♪

(music fades out)

Valya: You think I don't
care about my house?

I would've done
anything for this house.

You're a murderer,

and we're the ones who
had to pick up the pieces.

I chose the Sisterhood
because they saw me.

They saw my potential.

And Griffin was the only one
of you who was ever my equal.

(Evgeny coughing)

(coughing continues)

This house is
nothing without me.

You exist because I
allow you to exist.

(coughs) Griffin
went to his death

because of your
damned ambitions.

Your brother was going
to build us back.

But that wasn't enough for you.

No. You had to fan the
flames of a blood feud.

I avenged my brother.

The Atreides deserved
what they got.

You are a black hole in
this family. (coughing)

You, (coughs) you
took Griffin from us,

and then, your poor sister.

I did nothing to Tula.

You knew how much
she admired you.

You abused her love like
you abused Griffin's

until you broke her too.

All you Harkonnens are cowards.

Too afraid to make
difficult choices.

I will not apologize
for what I did.

And I will not apologize
for my strength!

It's not strength, it's sorcery.

I saw it that day before
you left Lankiveil.

I knew then one day
it would destroy me.

(grunts, coughs)

I don't need sorcery to
destroy you, dear Uncle.

Your own weakness
has always sufficed.

(ragged breathing, groaning)

(tense music playing)

(gasping, struggling)

If you'd had the courage to
follow me like Tula did...

it wouldn't be the Sisterhood
that now towers in the Imperium.

It would be House Harkonnen.

(groaning)

♪

(voices whispering)

male voice: Valya.

♪

(gasps)

(deep breath)

(sniffles)

♪

I understand now...

what it took for you
to come back here.

And if you're willing to make
the sacrifice, so will I.

I'll do whatever it
is you need me to do.

Did I push you too far?

Everyone makes
their own choices.

Including me.

(slight squelching)

♪

Thank you, Theo.

(squelching continues)

♪

(squelching, groaning)

(Theodosia yelling)

♪

(singers vocalizing)

(yelling continues, echoes)

(light music playing)

(singers vocalizing)

♪