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90 INT./EXT. ORNITHOPTER - NIGHT 90
Jessica and Paul pick themselves up. On the horizon, many
miles off, they can see the Shield Wall that shelters
Arrakeen. Explosions flash above the wall.
She reaches under the diamond mark left by Yueh. Pulls out
the bundle under the seat: a compact, well-made BACKPACK.
Jessica opens the pack. A little light illuminates inside.
Paul studies the contents.
PAUL
It’s a fremkit. Fremen survival
gear. It’ll give us a chance.
Suddenly a HARSH VOICE squawks over the ornithopter’s
communicator: a guttural string of strange syllables.
JESSICA
Harkonnen battle language. They’re
demanding a counter-phrase.
The harsh voice speaks again. More demanding now.
Suddenly the displays of the cockpit avionics go red. Warning
labels with threatening symbols.
PAUL
They’ve crippled the ship.
JESSICA
They’ll be on their way.
They clamber out of the ornithopter.
91 EXT. SAND DUNES - NIGHT 91
Paul and Jessica runs away from the ornithopter.
They find themselves on a rise: in one direction, Arrakeen
burns, convulsed by war. In the other, a sea of dunes rolls
away to the horizon. They’re totally exposed. They press into
the dunes, barefoot in the sand in the dark. Paul lugs the
fremkit. The wind picks up, spice-dust swirling around their
feet. Paul and Jessica stare at the city on fire.
94 INT. ARRAKEEN RESIDENCY - DINING HALL - NIGHT 94
Baron Vladimir Harkonnen sits at the head of the table, under
the mounted bull’s head. He wears a Harkonnen uniform with
military trim for his day of triumph.
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