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JESSICA
You’re not coming with us?
KYNES
It only seats two. I’ll get to the
next station and report this attack
to the Landsraad.
JESSICA
How?
KYNES
(she grins)
I’m Fremen. The desert’s my home.
PAUL
Thank you. Good luck!
KYNES
Good luck!
She disappears down the other passage.
Paul and Jessica turn and press into the dark -- following
the dim arrows that light up before them and fade behind.
108A INT. LABORATORY CORRIDOR - DAY 108A
Duncan lies dead, surrounded by nineteen fallen Sardaukar.
109 INT. CAVERN HANGAR - DAY 109
Paul and Jessica enter a cavern where a small ORNITHOPTER --
sits in a pool of light from an opening in the roof. It’s a
fast, delicate craft compared to the military airships we’ve
seen previously: its cockpit a bubble of glass.
They stow their equipment in the ornithopter and climb in.
Paul adjusts the pilot’s seat. Tests flight controls.
111 EXT. ROCKY SPIRE - DAY 111
The sun still low in the sky. The cloud-wall of the storm
looms apocalyptically near, wild with lightning.
Kynes emerges from a rocky spire, rigged for the desert in
stillsuit and robes. A fremkit on her back. She looks out
across the desert: in two places WORMSIGN is closing in,
drawn by the active shields nearby.
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