Duke Leto Atreides: I'll miss the sea, but a person needs new experiences. They jar something deep inside, allowing him to grow. Without change something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.
Paul: The Worm is the Spice! The Spice is the Worm.
Gurney Halleck: Behold, as a wild ass in the desert, go I forth to my work.
Paul: 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 let it pass over me and through me. And when it has passed I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where it has gone, there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
Reverend Mother Mohiam: I hold at your neck a Gom Jabbar. This one kills only animals.
Paul: Are you suggesting the Duke's son is an animal?
Reverend Mother Mohiam: Let us say, I suggest you may be human. Your awareness may be powerful enough to control your instincts. Your instinct will be to remove your hand from the box. If you do so, you die.
Gurney Halleck: Shield Practice.
Paul: Shield Practice? Gurney, we had practice this morning. I'm not in the mood.
Gurney Halleck: Not in the mood? Mood's a thing for cattle and loveplay, not fighting.
Paul: I'm sorry Gurney.
Gurney Halleck: Not sorry enough.
Guild Navigator: We ourselves perceive a slight problem within House Atreides. Paul, Paul Atreides.
Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: You mean of course Duke Leto Atreides, his father?
Guild Navigator: I mean Paul Atreides. We want him killed. I did not say this. I am not here.
Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV: I understand.
Stilgar: You have strength. You shall be known as Usual - which is the strength of the base of the pillar. This is your secret name in our troop. But, you must choose the name of manhood, which we will call you openly.
Paul: What do you call the mouse shadow in the second moon?
Stilgar: We call that one Muad'Dib.
Paul: Could I be known as Paul Muad'Dib?
Stilgar: You are Paul Muad'Dib.
Paul: This is part of the weirding way that we will teach you. Some thoughts have a certain sound, that being the equivalent to a form. Through sound and motion, you will be able to paralyze nerves, shatter bones, set fires, suffocate an enemy or burst his organs. We will kill until no Harkonnen breathes Arrakeen air.
Reverend Mother Mohiam: Do you know of the Water of Life? The bile from the ill-borne worms of Arrakis?
Paul: I have heard of it.
Reverend Mother Mohiam: It's very dangerous. The Bene Gesserit sisterhood would use it to see - within. There is a place - terrifying to us. To women. It is said: a man will come, the Kwisatz Haderach. He will go where we can not. Many men have tried.
Paul: They tried and failed?
Reverend Mother Mohiam: They tried and died.
Paul: Stilgar, do we have wormsign?
Stilgar: Usul, we have wormsign the likes of which even God has never seen.
Paul: Long live the fighters.
Duke Leto Atreides: I'll miss the sea. But a man needs new experiences. They jar something deep inside, allowing him to grow. Without change, something sleeps inside of us and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.
Baron Harkonnen: What does Leto say, Piter?
Piter De Vries: Vendetta, he says, using the ancient tongue. The art of kanly is still alive in the Universe. He does not wish to meet or speak with you.
Baron Harkonnen: I made my peace gesture. The forms of kanly have been obeyed.
The Baron's Doctor: You are SO beautiful, my Baron. Your skin, love to me. Your diseases lovingly cared for, for all eternity.
Feyd-Rautha: Who is the little one, a pet perhaps? Will she deserve my special attentions?
Feyd-Rautha: Why are you going to prolong the inevitable? I will kill you.
Guildmaster: A Secret Report within the Guild. Four Planets have come to our attention regarding a plot which could jeopardise Spice Production: Planet Arrakis, Source of the Spice. Planet Caladan, home of House Atreides. Planet Geidi 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.
Piter De Vries: I imagined many pleasures with you. It is better perhaps that you die in the innards of a Worm.