Max original film Dune: Part Two was released March 1st, 2024.
#Dune2 made $714.4M at the international box office.
rottentomatoes: 92%
metacritic: 79
imdb: 8.5
Paul Atreides
Paul Atreides avenges his father’s murder on Arrakis.
“Sister, Father is dead. Shouldn’t you go back to the stars? Be with him? I’m afraid I won’t have enough time to fix things before your coming. This world is beyond cruelty. Whoa! You okay? How ’bout her? They want to make sure no Atreides escaped. You okay? Are you sure? I wasn’t sleeping. No, no, no. I’ll do it. I got that. Thanks.” — Paul Atreides
“Look how your Bene Gesserit propaganda has taken root. Some of them already think I’m their messiah. Others… false prophet. I must sway the non-believers. If they follow me, we can disrupt spice production. That’s the only way I can get to the Emperor. Yeah, well, I do. Whoa. There is spice in the food.” — Paul Atreides
“It’s an honor, isn’t it? I think you should feel honored. How does one become a Reverend Mother? You’re afraid. Is it dangerous? What are you guys laughing about? Don’t bother. You don’t believe in all this? Southern beliefs? You don’t believe in the Lisan al-Gaib? What about him? Mm–hmm. What’ll happen to my mother? She’s right. She’s right! It’s no miracle. My mother was trained to do that. Poison transmutation is something advanced Bene Gesserit can do. I’m not the Mahdi. I’m not here to lead. I’m here to learn your ways. Let me fight beside you. That’s all I’m asking.” — Paul Atreides
“How are you? How is she? Yes. Anything else I should know? The jinn? Jamis. Yeah, I’m doing pretty good so far. Now, that’s interesting because in the filmbooks I’ve studied, the anthropologists say, in order to properly sandwalk, you actually have to… never mind. Please keep going. Hey, get out of here. Go. You okay? Chani! Watch out! Its shield will only open when it fires. I’ll trigger it. On my signal. Be ready. Go! Oh, shit! Go, go!” — Paul Atreides
“My old masters. And they were close friends. They were massacred. Alongside my father. You’ve been fighting the Harknonnens for decades. My family’s been fighting them for centuries. I know everything about them. Their habits, their ways of thinking. You know everything about the desert. You harness the very power of it. We can stop them together. Bury them in the sand where they belong. So that this planet can be yours once more. What would you do, Stilgar? Then I will go further north. Then I’ll die. Maybe you will too. But the other will keep going. And they won’t stop until the Fremen are free. How do you call the, uh… the small desert mouse, again? Maud’Dib. Hey! Stilgar! Father, I found my way. It’s breathtaking.” — Paul Atreides
“Oh, yes. Sometimes it rains for weeks on Caladan. Where you see sand here, imagine water. Our castle stans on cliffs high above the sea. If you dive in, you can’t reach the bottom. Yes, it’s called swimming. Usul. What’s your secret name? Sihaya. What does that mean? ‘Desert Spring.’ I love it. I prefer Chani too then. Do you think Stilgar would teach me? Yeah. Well, I thought I’d become one, didn’t I? Well, I’d very much like to be equal to you. Mm. Nothing’s clear. It’s only fragments. I’m in the south. And I’m following someone. And it triggers a holy war. Millions and millions of people starving to death… because of me. No. I’m fine. Thanks. Nothing fancy. I won’t shame you. I understand. Okay. Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Okay.” — Paul Atreides
Chani
“You fought well… once you woke up. He’s asking why we’re so late. He said–“
“Don’t mock him. He deserves our respect. He’s a good fighter. We believe in Fremen. You want to control people, you tell them a messiah will come. Then they’ll wait for centuries. Stilgar? He’s from the South. You didn’t notice his accent? Not funny. He’s about to lose her. Shut up!”
“That was no miracle! Her people wrote that! He doesn’t know how to cross. Stilgar is going to get him killed. What is he trying to prove? He’s not like the other strangers. He’s sincere. You sandwalk like a drunk lizard. Yeah, well, you’re not even in worm territory yet. You have to break up your rhythm. Like this.”
“You know, I’m the only one who believes you’re gonna make it until summer. Everyone else thinks you won’t make it two weeks. If you wanna follow us in the desert, you need to know how windtraps work. So listen to me. They’re simple, but they require constant attention. Uh… this right here, it captures the moisture and then it carries it into that pocket. Uh, and… these are the filters that need to be changed every three days. What? Stop looking at me like that. Yeah. Let’s go! Move! Load! Reload! Reload! I know that. What do you think I’m trying to do?”
“Who taught you to fight like that? Hmm. Usul. Usul. Hmm. Look. Right there. Spice. Arrakis is so beautiful when the sun is low. Where you’re from, does water really fall from the sky? You dive in? I don’t… I don’t believe you, Usul. Sihaya. Mm. Means ‘Desert Spring.’ I hate it. It’s from some stupid prophecy. I prefer Chani. To ride? No. Only Fremen ride worms. By name, not by blood. Your blood comes from Dukes and Great Houses. We don’t have that here. Here, we’re equal, men and women alike. What we do, we do for the benefit of all. Paul Maud’Dib Usul, maybe you could be Fremen. Maybe I’ll show you the way.”
“Usul. Usul. It’s okay. It’s okay. Hey. I’m here, I’m here. It’s been a while since you’ve had one of those nightmares. Tell me, what was it about? You’ve been exposed to spice for a long time. It can create weird dreams. It’s a big day. We can ask Stilgar to call it off. Lower.”
Lady Jessica
“Never stand with your back towards the open. How many times do I have to tell you that, huh? Yeah. She’s fine. Mm-hmm. I’m okay. Mm-hmm.”
“Your father didn’t believe in revenge. What is happening? What is it? So many souls. Why are you showing me this? You want me to take her place? You believe in Paul? What if I would refuse?”
“Well, it was a choice between this or death, so, you know, forgive me if I’m not flattered. It’s different from one culture to another. Here on Arrakis, I have no idea. Reverend Mothers are tasked with holding the memories of all the Reverend Mothers that came before them, so I’ll be given centuries of pain and sorrow. It’s lethal for men. That’s for sure.”
“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear, the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will… what is it?”
“Better. She was frightened but she’s… she’s okay. Paul… she talks to me. She believes in you. She says… Kwisatz Haderach show us the way. You’re so close now. Only one step remains and you will become the Kwisatz Haderach. Only one step remains. You must do what I did. You must drink the Water of Life. Free your mind, it’s gonna… it’s gonna open and you will see. You will see! The beauty and the horror!”
“He’s training with the Fremen. He will be back soon. Don’t worry. Mm-hmm. You’re right. If we want to protect your brother, we need all the Fremen to believe in the prophecy. We must convert the non-believers one by one. We need to start with the weaker ones. The vulnerable ones. The ones who fear us.”
Stilgar
“Stay here. They do not usually venture this deep. You think too much of yourself. No, no, we are in the deep desert. Only Fremen can survive here. They were here for us, not for you. Don’t worry. I’m taking you somewhere they will never find us. Filthy water. It’s full of chemicals but good enough for cooling systems. Don’t let it out. Don’t let that out. Don’t let it out. No. No, no. Stay close to me. Hmm? Sietch Tabr.”
“I need your guidance with two foreigners. I saw the signs. He killed Jamis in a fair fight. He speaks our language. He will quickly learn our ways. I’m ready to pledge my life for him. Woman, come with me. 38,000,000 decaliters. None of us, even… dying of thirst, would ever drink this water. This is… sacred. Jamis’ water. We have a… thousand such places. When we have enough water, the Lisan al-Gaib will change the face of Arrakis. He will bring back the trees. He will bring back… the Green Paradise. Hmm. Never give your water away, not even for the dead. Hmm? Because you are Bene Gesserit. Because you understand the prophecies. The mother of the Lisan al-Gaib will be a Reverend Mother. Our Reverend Mother is dying. Yes, I do. There are signs, yes. Mm. Then, he’s not Lisan al-Gaib and you have no purpose to serve. What else is left to do then but to return your water to the well? Huh?”
“Now, we must pray. You saw it with your own eyes! The Mother of the Lisan al-Gaib shall survive the Holy Poison and she did as written! Blasphemy. The prophecy has been accomplished. The Mahdi is too humble to say he is the Mahdi. Even more reason to know He is! As written!”
“If you wanna fight with us, first thing, you must learn to be one with the desert. So, here is a tent and enough food. I want you to cross that small erg and come back. Travel by night. You know how to use a paracompass? Oh. Uh, beside the worms and Harkonnens, beware of the trapdoor spiders. Centipedes are very nasty. Not the big ones. They are harmless. But the little ones you have to worry about, and… oh! Don’t ever, ever listen to the jinn. Jinn. Desert spirits. They whisper at night. They, they can possess you. Really, be careful. They are demons. But it’s true. Don’t listen to them. Huh?”
“You saw what he did. He saw it coming and he saved her life. He saw it. He can foresee. Mm. What will you have us do? Huh? I? I would… …would strike even further north. He does! I see strength in you. Like Usul. The base of the pillar. Come. Come. You shall be known among us as Usul. And now, a Fedaykin is a fighter and needs a war name. You must choose. Maud’Dib? No, no, no. Shh. Maud’Dib is wise in the ways of the desert. Maud’Dib… creates his own water. The constellation that points to the North Star we call Maud’Dib. ‘The one who points the way.’ That is a powerful name. Now you are our brother. Hmm. Paul Maud’Dib Usul.”
“Usul. I tuned it myself. Here. Don’t try to impress anyone. You are brave. We all know that. Heh? Be simple. Be direct. Nothing fancy. Hey, I’m serious. Nothing fancy or you will shame my teaching. Shai-Hulud decides today if you become Fremen, or if you die… enough joking. This is the final test. Whoa! Not that big.”
Fremen
“…Harkonnen. You’re not welcome here.”
“Jamis! Jamis! You killed Jamis! Spies! Witch! Stop! Stop! They don’t know what they’re saying. Lisan al-Gaib! Lisan al-Gaib! Mahdi!”
“Give them back to the desert. Again. Stilgar, your faith is playing tricks on you. The Lisan al-Gaib has not shown his face yet! The desert will handle his fate. What about the woman?”
“Too spicy for the foreigner? He’ll look pretty with blue eyes. To the well, our water we return. We bless our brother, Jamis. Jamis. Jamis. Jamis.”
“No, we don’t. These are old Southern beliefs. Southern tribes believe a messiah will come to deliver us from evil. Bi-lal kaifa. Bi-lal kaifa. She’ll drink worm piss. If she’s stupid enough to drink poison. We are praying. Here is the Water of Life. It frees the soul. If you drink you shall die. If you drink you may see. Drink! Drink! What have we done. She is pregnant.”
“The Mahdi must be Fremen! Arrakis must be freed by its own people! What do you think? ‘The prophet shall know the ways of the desert.’ I think it’s for the best. What’s this? You care for him now?”
“Maud’Dib likes his smell. And the further north you go, the more likely it is you die. He deserves to be Fedaykin. He needs names, Stilgar. Usul. Maud’Dib Usul. Paul Maud’Dib Usul. Maud’Dib Usul. Maud’Dib. Maud’Dib.”
Hey, Maud’Dib… don’t embarrass us. Call a big one! Don’t worry. Stilgar taught him well.”
Princess Irulan
“Imperial Diary. Year 10,191, third comment. The battle for Arrakis took everyone by surprise. There were no witnesses. The Harkonnen operation was perpetrated overnight without warning or declaration of war. By morning, the Atreides were no more. All died in the dark. And the Emperor said… nothing. Since that night, my father has not been the same, nor have I. His inaction is difficult for me to accept, for, I know he loved Duke Leto Atreides like a son. But my father’s always been guided by the calculus of power. This would not be the first time the Harkonnens have done his dirty work. In the shadows of Arrakis lie many secrets… but the darkest of them all may remain. The end of house Atreides.”
Baron Harkonnen
“Rabban. Fremen attacks on your watch. Your orders were to restore spice production to full capacity. Do you know what it means if you fail? The Emperor would take spice out of our control. Tighten your grip, Rabban. Or feel mine on your neck.”
Beast Rabban
“Rats. We’re losing men to rats. Your orders were to control the whole planet. I see only half of it. Rats! Hairy rats! Kill them! Kill them all! Kill them all! Rats!”
“Uncle.”
Arrakeen
“Lord… Lord Rabban. Now that the spice fields have been secured, I strongly recommend bringing all troops out of Fremen territories. We’re losing too many men to the desert. I beg your pardon? Fremen. I can’t confirm, my Lord. Communications are hectic in the open sands. We are. As you may recall, the South is uninhabitable. May I suggest you get some rest?”
Harkonnens
“Power over Spice is power over all.”
“They’re close. Do you hear that? The rats are calling a worm. Worms! Unit, climb. Now! Look for wormsign. We’re okay. Shields! No Shields! I got you, rat.”
