(dramatic theme playing)
(singers vocalizing)
(theme music concludes)
(tense music playing)
(doors rumbling)
(door closes)
Valya Harkonnen: Come.
We must act quickly to maintain our hold on the Great Houses.
What about the Emperor?
You've been barred from the palace.
This is not the first time
an adversary has sought to remove me.
Like the others, this soldier will learn.
(ship whirring)
♪
- (wind blowing) - (indistinct chatter)
- (grunting) - (flesh slicing)
You have to get underneath it!
- (grunting) - (indistinct shouting)
(flesh squelching)
(indistinct shouting)
♪
- They're all the same. - How much for this one?
Same as every day.
- butcher: Yes? - I'll take the small one. I don't have much.
What do you want?
♪
(wind blowing)
- The usual. - I'll take that one. The big one.
(indistinct chatter)
♪
(wind howling)
Sonia Harkonnen: I should've just done the shopping myself.
Even your younger sister has the good sense
to request decent cuts of meat.
Perhaps you should've sent Tula, then.
Oh, well, she was busy preparing
- the rest of the meal. - Mum, I don't mind.
Thank you both, sisters,
for procuring and preparing this meal.
- Your uncle has no complaints. - Mm. (slurps)
You're really going to Zimia, Griffin?
Well, the Landsraad accepted our petition.
When I get there, I'm gonna get us a better trade deal.
I admire your mettle, son.
His whale fur will always be a prized export.
You mock, but it's a fact.
I'd like to shove it in Vorian's face
once you've made your mark. (coughs)
I'm gonna miss you, big brother.
Here. I carved this.
For your collection.
What do you mean Vorian? Vorian Atreides?
Uncle Evgeny: After doing God knows what,
he's resurfaced, gallivanting around the Capital.
- This is an opportunity. - To do what?
Whale peddling can only take us so far.
If you go and find Vorian...
- Oh, no. - ...make him understand what happened.
Get him to correct the record
so that we can reclaim our status.
Your father has plenty of status.
Oh, yes. The mayor of peasants.
- Valya. - Your grandfather, Abulurd Harkonnen,
was a hero.
He didn't commit a war crime.
He tried to stop a genocide.
Vorian Atreides stripped our family of its honor based on a lie.
We should be leaders of the Imperium.
I don't understand where it comes from.
Your greed, this entitlement.
I don't want to just endure.
This complacency is a disease.
If we don't act now, it will infect all of us
and all who come after us.
I won't sit by and let it happen!
(retreating footsteps)
(door opens, closes)
Griffin, do not follow her. She's a wolf.
And if you're not careful,
she will devour you.
(light, tense music playing)
(door closes)
(wind blowing)
♪
Young Valya Harkonnen: Is she right?
Am I entitled, greedy?
(scoffs)
No. They're not like you, Valya.
You mean like us.
(wind blowing)
Griffin Harkonnen: You remember when I fell through the ice,
into that river?
The cold was like a vice.
Soon as I hit that water, my muscles seized.
And like a fool, you came out after me.
I am the fool who saved you.
I still don't understand how.
I mean, I was sinking.
Then I heard you, your voice in my head,
ordering me to swim.
Because of you, I didn't die that day.
You're not entitled or greedy.
You're extraordinary.
And that's why if you think the best course of action
is to track down Vorian Atreides
and get him to take back his lies...
I will.
The Imperium will be better
for our contribution, Griffin.
We deserve to make it.
We will. You'll see.
♪
(tense percussive music plays)
(wind blowing)
Griffin Harkonnen, son of Vergyl and Sonia Harkonnen.
You leave behind a family forever broken by your loss.
You were our family's brightest light.
The ancestors are fortunate to receive you.
(solemn music playing)
(mourners softly crying)
Until we meet again.
(tense music resumes)
(indistinct chatter)
Valya.
(indistinct chatter)
Come inside.
I don't want to mourn.
Vorian murdered Griffin,
and now he's disappeared again.
It's not fair.
I want the Atreides to suffer like we have.
But I can't because they're making me go away to Wallach IX.
Valya, the Sisterhood will help you.
There's only one thing that'll help me, little sister,
but our family doesn't have the stomach for it.
Young Tula Harkonnen: An eye for an eye will never be enough, Valya.
Griffin was worth far more than that.
Young Valya: Whatever path you choose,
don't stay on this nightmare of a planet.
Find something, anything.
All that's left here is death and rot.
♪
(wind howling)
♪
(voices whispering)
Gbangbala Truthsayer (echoing): If they can cast out Mother Superior,
what does that mean for the Order?
Yaoufirks Truthsayer (echoing): Corrino could call for our dismissal.
Cost us all the Great Houses.
They say he was swallowed by Shai-Hulud and survived.
(clearly) What if it's true that he is touched by the Maker?
How else could he resist Mother Valya's power?
- Perhaps regroup on Wallach IX. - Wallach IX?
- Our mission is here. - Sisters...
remember your resolve.
Mother Valya, you have our loyalty.
How do you want to proceed?
Return to your nobles.
Counter any attempts to sow further mistrust.
I will regain our hold on Corrino.
Excuse me a minute.
- (indistinct chatter) - (water lapping)
This came from Tula.
Sister Lila?
She didn't survive the Agony.
(solemn music playing)
(sighs)
I had hoped to reach Raquella for answers.
You did. Raquella spoke through her.
She said the key to the reckoning was one twice born,
in blood and in spice.
It's Desmond Hart.
(tense music playing)
What are you gonna do?
I think a trip home is called for.
♪
(tense music continues)
(voices whispering)
♪
(door whirring open)
(whispering continues)
I thought you could do with some spice tea.
(tea tray rattling)
Mother Valya drinks a cup every day
for clarity of thought,
especially during... trying circumstances.
You're grieving. That's human.
What was it Raquella used to say?
"We must channel our human energy
in the service of the future."
No one has ever returned from the state this child is in.
Keeping Sister Lila in this limbo
sows pain and confusion.
I am sorry this happened.
But Mother Valya has made it very clear
how we handle cases like this.
We must let her go.
If you would like...
- I could relieve you of your-- - Don't.
♪
Don't touch her.
I will do what needs to be done
when I choose.
Thank you for your care and counsel, Sister Avila.
That will be all.
♪
(softly weeps)
(voices whispering)
(quietly sobbing)
♪
(sighs)
(solemn music playing)
(whispering continues)
♪
(trotting hooves)
(music intensifies)
♪
(horse snorts)
(music fades out)
(horse neighs)
(birds chirping)
- You okay? - Yeah.
- (clicking tongue) - (horse neighs)
Orry: Jet loves it up here.
He remembers the yearly hunt.
(horse grunts)
Young Tula: It's beautiful.
Orry: We're first to arrive.
We can claim whatever quarters we want.
(chuckles)
Uh, maybe we should wait for the rest of your family
- to get here before we-- - You're nervous.
No, I'd like to make a good impression.
But who wouldn't be enchanted by you?
Well, my own family wasn't.
It's just, you're so close with yours,
- if they don't approve, then-- - Hey. It's not possible.
(horse neighs)
They're gonna adore you, like I do.
(light music playing)
(indistinct chatter and laughter)
(music fades out)
(chattering continues)
So, Tula, how'd you meet Orry?
Oh, um, I was at a market,
and he struck up a conversation.
Mm.
Guess we're still talking.
Have you taken him to meet your people?
There's barely any of us left.
You said we could shoot target practice this afternoon.
Yes, after the work's done.
We've got firewood to collect.
Continue this later?
♪
(indistinct chatter)
I could use a hand.
If you don't mind getting those hands dirty with blood and guts.
I don't mind that.
Young Tula: To catch the bull,
we need to lure it with bait.
Use this tool.
(flesh ripping)
Albert: Oh, it smells gross.
To you and me.
- To Salusan bull, it smells like dinner. - (both chuckle)
These bulls are rare, shy creatures.
- (flesh squelching) - Without a scent to lure them,
the hunters on horseback wouldn't stand a chance.
Now, this next part is tricky.
Alright, so you see this?
There's a toxin in there powerful enough to kill a person.
True strength
isn't always something you see from the outside.
So, just be careful not to rupture it,
or you'll contaminate everything.
Just remove it gently.
Then...
(tool clatters)
...you dump the innards in a separate bucket.
(innards plop)
Wanna do the next one?
- Okay. - (Young Tula chuckles)
Yeah, that's great.
- Then, go... - Well done.
- (horse neighing in distance) - (distant shouting)
man: Jetty! Hey!
(tense music playing)
(horse squealing)
Stay with him!
- (squealing continues) - Stay back! Stay back!
Shattered leg.
(horse neighing)
- (horses grunting) - (Young Tula panting)
What happened?
We were coming down from the ridge and the path gave way.
(horse groaning)
(squeals)
Broken, two places. I'm sorry, Orry.
- (horse groans, blows) - What about a shigawire fuse.
We can splint the breaks.
Shander: Horses live on their feet.
Then a suspension sling.
He'll just kick himself to death
trying to get out of it.
(weakly groaning, blows)
♪
We do what we must, Tula.
(horse blows, squeals)
(blowing, grunting)
(horse weakly roars)
- (horse squealing) - Oh!
Just stay with him. I'll be right back.
♪
(panting)
(breathing heavily)
(tense music playing)
(fluid squirming)
- (indistinct chatter) - (horse grunting)
(panting)
This will be better.
♪
(horse groaning)
Yeah.
(horse grunting)
- (horse chuffs) - (shushing)
♪
(horse weakly whinnies)
Shh.
(horse softly groans)
♪
(sighs)
(Orry sniffles)
♪
(music fades out)
What is truthsense?
- The science of detecting falsehood. - That's right.
But it is more than being a human lie detector.
It is our Order's guiding purpose.
How?
We use it to serve the Imperium.
What if the Imperium's corrupt?
We exert a subtle influence,
call humanity to its better nature.
Are there occasions where you withhold the truth?
Just because the leaders are told,
it doesn't mean they'll use it to good ends.
Truth is a tool.
And who should determine how to use this tool?
You?
You know what truth I see, Sister?
You are scared because you have nothing to serve,
no purpose, nowhere to put all that hurt and anger.
You know how truly alone you really are.
Use this truth to motivate your actions.
Tomorrow, you will be tested.
Humble yourself and commit to the Sisterhood,
or... resign yourself
to an unremarkable life on a backwater planet.
Now, where were we?
She had no call to read you like that.
You must've really gotten to her.
- It's fine. - She wasn't always so rigid.
The Sisterhood sent her as an ambassador
to the Butlerians to make inroads.
Instead, she came back as a true believer.
- Hm. - Now she's all about humility
and servitude.
I heard she was next in line to lead the Order,
but now Mother Raquella's not so sure.
Young Francesca: Dorotea's far too pious, if you ask me.
I don't care who's next in line to run the Sisterhood.
Do you even wanna be a Sister?
I was going to be my brother's Truthsayer
when he went to the Landsraad.
Then he was murdered.
- Valya, I'm-- - So sorry.
I didn't want to come after that.
My parents forced me.
They didn't want me on Lankiveil anymore.
What do you want?
(tense music playing)
(singer vocalizing)
Dorotea: Reflect on this.
(group inhaling)
Would you devote your one small lifetime
to better all of humanity?
(wind blowing)
Are you able to put the Sisterhood above all?
Even above your families?
If the answer is yes, you may return inside.
If not, I encourage you to meditate
on whether or not you belong here.
♪
Sisterhood above all.
Sisters: Sisterhood above all... Sisterhood above all...
(Sisters continue pledging "Sisterhood above all")
♪
(wind blowing)
- (rain pattering) - Sisterhood above all...
(raining continues)
(wind howling)
Sisterhood above all.
- (thundering) - Sisterhood above all!
- (thunder rumbling) - (rain pattering)
♪
I'm not interested in a contest of wills, Sister Valya.
We both know the truth.
You'll always be a Harkonnen.
Come!
(wind howling)
(crying)
♪
(thunder crashes)
(ship whirring)
(landing thuds, hydraulics hiss)
- (ramp whirring) - (thunder rumbling)
(ramp thuds)
♪
(thunder cracks)
(rain pattering)
(thunder crashes)
♪
(thundering)
(ship whirring)
(thunder rumbling)
(heavy breathing)
(thunder cracks)
(the Voice) Don't move!
(thundering)
(wind howling)
Raquella Berto-Anirul: Valya Harkonnen?
I am Mother Superior Raquella Berto-Anirul.
- (shivering) - Let's go inside.
I haven't taken my vow.
I'm inviting you to come with me.
- (light music playing) - (thundering)
(singers vocalizing)
Your voice, it stopped me outside.
I've never felt anything like that.
- I'm sorry. - Don't be.
Has that ever happened before?
Once... with my brother.
He was drowning.
He said I ordered him to swim when he couldn't.
Crisis, survival,
advancement.
- What? - The human race is still evolving.
At the Sisterhood, we work to advance our species.
We found that adversity is the key to change.
I'm aware of what happened
to your brother, Griffin.
(thunder rumbles outside)
When I lost my husband in the Machine Wars,
it was like a limb torn off.
Sometimes, our misfortunes are the sails
that take us to the shores we are meant to be on.
You can achieve extraordinary things here.
Even shape the course of the Imperium...
if you decide to stay.
(indistinct chatter and laughter)
(light music playing)
(bucket sloshing)
- Take this to the fire? - Of course.
(chatter and laughter continue)
♪
(door creaks)
- You should join them. - I'm right where I want to be.
Don't you need to prepare yourself?
Been a hard day.
How did you know what to do?
Uh, my brother taught me how to handle animals.
He taught me lots of things.
Sounds like a good man.
When do I get to meet him?
I wish you could. He died.
(solemn music playing)
- Tula. - He still inspires me,
influences how I live my life.
You don't talk much about your family.
M-My older sister never much cared for me. (chuckles)
And after he died, she went off to school.
M-my parents were so grief-stricken,
they barely remembered I existed.
I had to leave home just to be seen. (sighs)
♪
Hey, look at me.
I see you.
(people cheering outside)
When we marry, you'll have more kin
than you'll know what to do with.
"When we marry." Is that a proposal?
Mm, ah, yeah, maybe.
- Yes? - Yeah.
Yes, it is.
(light music playing)
- (drum music playing outside) - (cheering continues)
Tula Veil...
will you marry me?
Orry, it-it's only been a few months. You--
You don't even really know me.
That's all the time I need.
I wanna give you my life...
my future.
♪
Marry me.
♪
- (drum music playing) - (group chanting)
♪
(light music playing)
(heavy breathing)
♪
(laughter and cheering)
(group chanting)
group (chanting): Atreides! Atreides! Atreides!
Atreides! Atreides!
(chanting continues)
- (chanting stops) - (music fades out)
(birds chirping)
(soft snoring)
(Orry groans)
(grunts)
My family, (grunts) they'll be thrilled.
When they find out...
you will soon be joining the Atreides clan.
(voice breaking) I need you to know that I regret
that things are the way they are.
For so long, all I wanted was to tell you.
Tell me what?
I was afraid if you knew who I really am,
you'd never allow yourself to get close to me...
or love me.
My love isn't fickle.
Whatever hard truth exists,
we'll deal with it together.
You don't need to be afraid.
My name isn't Tula Veil.
I lied to you.
It's Tula Harkonnen.
(dark, tense music playing)
(breathing shakily)
♪
I certainly understand why you didn't wanna tell me.
No one chooses the name they're born with.
Could never blame you for that.
- You don't hate me? - Hate you?
Nothing would make me hate you.
- Our families would disagree. - Our families?
Yeah, they choose hate
'cause of what they're taught...
that a disagreement between our ancestors
during wartime over a century ago
should bleed into their future,
but that is their burden... not ours.
It's okay. I promise it's gonna be okay.
- Just listen to me. - (Young Tula crying)
We will write a future for ourselves, okay?
Some things can't be changed, Orry. (gasps)
(voice breaks) My brother.
(sniffles)
Griffin will still be dead,
and it will still be an Atreides who killed him.
We do what we must.
I don't understand.
Why is it so quiet?
You didn't see me.
(ominous music playing)
(door creaks)
- (Orry gasps) - (flies buzzing)
Orry: What?
(flies buzzing)
♪
- (needle jabs) - (Orry grunts)
(gasping)
(crying) I'm sorry.
(somber music playing)
(groans)
(echoing thud)
♪
(sighing)
(softly weeps)
(nearby rustling)
(gasps)
(wind blowing)
(quietly) Go.
(nervous panting)
♪
(animal grumbles)
(animal grunts)
♪
(animal huffing)
(grumbles)
(bull snarling)
(grumbles)
(growls)
Dorotea: Beware the seeds you sow
and the crops you reap.
Do not be deceived by those
who come bearing false claims of reform.
They are corruptors, yet they know it not.
(tense music playing)
Word's spreading.
The Great Houses are becoming more competitive
over who can secure the next Truthsayer.
An arms race.
That's good.
"Thou shalt not make a machine in the likeness of a human mind."
Sisters: Thou shalt not make a machine
in the likeness of a human mind.
Where are we going?
To the tunnels.
It's time I show you my life's great work.
Your great work is underground?
Raquella: In more ways than one.
(beeping, door unlocks)
♪
- (door slams) - From the time of the wars,
we've been gathering DNA from across the Imperium,
indexing bloodlines, creating a vast genetic library.
Is that how we play matchmaker for the Great Houses?
(chuckles) You could say that.
If we identify the best pairings,
bolster the right unions,
we can influence generations to come,
foster better leaders,
ones less prone to corruption and tyranny.
Young Valya: Ones who won't drag us
to the edge of extinction again.
I had a feeling you'd understand.
Young Valya: Not everyone will.
Raquella: That is correct.
What I'm about to show you
relies on forbidden technology.
I'm trusting you.
Young Valya: You have to swear not to breathe a word of this to anyone.
- Of course not. - No one.
It's going to be me.
Mother Raquella is going to make me her successor.
Did she actually tell you?
She trusts me more than Dorotea.
I can tell it's what she wants.
(chuckles) This is wonderful news.
Do you feel ready?
Not always,
but Raquella has faith in me
and what I've been working on.
What have you been working on?
This.
(the Voice) Face her.
(tense music playing)
(nervous panting)
Slap her.
- (grunts) - (echoing slap)
(gasps)
I didn't think it would work so well.
(both laughing)
(stammers)
H-How d-- How did you do that?
Can you teach us how to do it?
I was hoping you'd ask.
(light, tense music playing)
(sighs)
I imagine you're wondering why I've called you both in.
I've been watching the two of you.
You are the strongest among us.
You've both pushed the boundaries
of what it means to be human.
I believe that you are both
the future leaders of this Order.
I've also watched you both amass followers.
Such hubris is divisive.
Our Sisterhood is young, but growing in power.
The more influence we gain, the more enemies we make.
(Raquella sighs)
My time is limited.
I feel it with every breath I draw.
I need you to find a way forward...
as Reverend Mothers.
(Sisters up above gasping)
♪
(Sisters murmuring)
I'll be here, with you.
You may kneel.
Let Valya and I walk amongst our foremothers.
Give us the strength to return and serve as Reverend Mothers.
Valya Harkonnen, it is now time to wake those who made you.
It is an Agony, but only this once.
Still your breath,
focus your mind,
and unlock your other memory.
(music intensifies)
I'm sorry.
(indistinct chatter)
(light, curious music playing)
(footsteps approaching)
Mother Raquella wants to see you.
♪
A message has come from Lankiveil this morning
from your sister, Tula.
This phrase caught my eye:
"The suet has been enjoyed by all.
No more courses to serve."
Felt like a code. Or maybe a confirmation?
It means I have to go home.
We can arrange that. You can leave today.
Thank you.
Your family name has always been more important to you.
That's why you couldn't go through with the Agony test,
because you have unfinished business with your house.
You knew.
From the moment I saw you that night in the rain.
But I can't afford to be patient.
Go back to Lankiveil, settle what needs to be settled,
but you must commit to a path.
If you choose the Sisterhood...
you must be willing to sacrifice.
Return a Reverend Mother...
or not at all.
(tense music playing)
♪
(indistinct chatter)
acolyte: Coward.
- (wind blowing) - (indistinct shouting)
♪
(indistinct chatter)
(wind howling)
♪
- (music fades out) - (wind softens)
I got your message.
Is it done?
Orry Atreides is dead?
They all are.
(wind blowing outside)
I didn't think you could.
Neither did I.
Griffin would be proud.
(wind humming)
(Young Tula crying)
Would he? (sniffles)
(wind continues)
(grating, tapping grill)
Why did you bring her, after what she made you do?
She no longer has a place here.
Young Tula: Why, she's my sister.
It was my choice.
You shouldn't have come back. You've done enough.
(sighs) That you have, you hateful girl.
Did you even think how that massacre will blow back at us?
You should be thanking Tula.
She did what none of you could.
She punished the family who destroyed ours,
who killed Griffin.
She showed them all that the Harkonnens are not cowards.
And what if they come after her?
You were a sweet child only trying to help.
- She twisted you. - She didn't do anything. I did.
It's never enough, is it?
Your ambition, your rage.
You've already cost us one child.
- And now-- - (the Voice) Be quiet!
(tense music playing)
Pick up the knife.
(softly) What are you doing?
(sniffles)
(knife clatters)
(music fades out)
Sorceress!
(slamming door echoes)
- (solemn music playing) - (wind blowing)
♪
- (unsettling music playing) - (metal lid scrapes)
♪
(drips)
(gasps)
(breathing shakily)
(grunts)
(poison gurgling)
(groaning)
(ancestral whispers)
(screaming)
(screaming echoes)
(voices whispering)
(Young Valya panting)
(ancestral whispers)
Young Tula: Valya, open your eyes.
Please, wake up.
Valya.
(whispering stops)
Valya?
(wind blowing)
(breathing shakily)
Wherever you are, come back.
Please.
(gasps) Tula?
(Young Tula gasps)
Oh, you scared me. I thought...
I heard your voice.
(breathing shakily)
What happened?
The Agony.
(softly) I survived.
You alright?
(softly) Yes.
We should hurry. We don't want to miss the ship.
You're coming?
I lost Griffin.
I won't lose you too.
Come on.
(sighs)
Valya...
(curious music playing)
...promise me the Sisterhood will be a fresh start for us.
We have a new purpose now.
(singers vocalizing)
♪
(solemn music playing)
Sisters...
it is time to say goodbye... to Sister Lila.
It's alright. Lila's wisdom still exists.
- She's with her foremothers. - It's not alright.
You knew how desperate she was to find out where she came from.
You took advantage of that.
(emotional) She should never have been asked
to make this sacrifice.
She was a child.
This Order is founded on sacrifice.
Many of your sisters, some younger than Lila,
have laid down their lives in the service of our cause.
They understood... that for some of us to advance,
all of us must be willing to risk.
Lila knew that.
She played her part.
Mother Valya would never have asked her to try
if she didn't believe that it was necessary.
We owe her our gratitude...
and our respect.
And the same for Mother Tula.
And now...
♪
(singers softly vocalizing)
(quietly weeping)
(sobbing)
(sighs)
♪
(music softens)
(ships whirring)
(tense music playing)
Sister Theodosia: Where are we going now?
Valya: The last place anyone would expect me to be.
(tense music continues)
(lift whirring)
Who exactly are we meeting?
Sacrifices must be made.
Sisterhood above all.
(inhales deeply)
(door whirring)
Aunt Valya.
(light, curious music playing)
What an unexpected surprise.
(person coughing)
(coughing continues)
(inhales)
(exhales) Never thought I'd live to see the day.
(coughs)
(chair whirring)
Please...
come in.
Sister.
How is... Aunt Tula doing?
(fire crackling)
(light, tense music playing)
I'm just going to put this in the storeroom.
Mother Tula...
I know how difficult that was for you, letting Lila go.
I believe Mother Valya would be proud.
Indeed.
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(beeping, door unlocks)
(hinges squeak)
(door thuds)
(beeping, power surges)
(door slams)
(music intensifies)
(thuds)
(whirring)
Anirul, run diagnostics.
Anirul: Metabolic activity slowing,
blood pressure, 91.
Pulse rate, 140. Neural activity, irregular.
Tula: Spice can rejuvenate the mind.
She still has a chance if you administer the correct dosage.
Anirul: This is not an authorized request.
Tula: Mother Valya is off planet.
She entrusted me with the key.
I order you to keep this child alive.
Anirul: Initiating protocol.
♪
(energy shimmering)
(air hissing)
(music fades out)
(light music playing)
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