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She bears down on his neck until he cries out again.
STILGAR
Peace, woman! I judged hastily.The words send a superstitious shiver through the tribe.
Cautiously Jessica releases Stilgar. He steps free and calls
out to the tribe.
STILGAR (CONT'D)
(in Chakobsa, subtitled)
The night is fading. We must
reach Sietch Tabr. The fates
of these strangers will be
decided there. Until then
they have my countenance! My
word is on them.
(to Jessica)
Tell your boy to come down.
He made more noise than shai-
hulud climbing that cliff.
(CHAKOBSA TRANSLATION)
Zeyaashaha qumih. Oma jiladha
a-Sich Tabra. Ru vaanar
liikasat ziha dimadhagas
chos. A-vannat belilii hiyak!
Ukairibii unak.
(PHONETIC:ze-YAA-sha-ha QU-
mih. o-ma JI-la-dha a-SICH
TAB-ra. ru VAA-nar LII-ka-sat
zi-ha DI-ma-dha-gas CHOS. a-
VAN-nat BE-li-lii hi-yak! u-
KAI-ri-bii u-nak.)Fremen rush into the shadows and help Jamis to his feet.
JESSICA
Paul. Come down.ON THE LEDGE
Paul stands, lowering the pistol. A SLIM YOUNG WOMAN rises
from the shadows beside him, masked by her stillsuit. Her
crysknife shines in the moonlight. This is CHANI.
CHANI
I would not have let you hurt my
friends.She opens her stillsuit mask to look at him curiously.
CHANI (CONT'D)
They say you are the Mahdi.
But you look like any boy.Paul stares at her: at a face he knows as well as his own.
The girl of his recurring dreams. Chani smiles.
CHANI (CONT'D)
You chose the hardest way up.
Follow me.