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HAWAT
I secured a copy of the Harkonnens’
account books.
That gets a reaction. A triumph of spycraft.
HAWAT (CONT'D)
The Harkonnens took ten billion
Solaris out of here every year.
The number hits the room like a bomb. A muted gasp of shock
and awe. The officers sit up straighter in their chairs.
In Leto’s eyes there is a sudden flare of hope.
GURNEY
“For they shall suck of the
abundance of the seas and the
treasure hid in the sand.”
Paul studies the officers’ faces acutely. Reading the room.
HAWAT
We won’t see profits like that for
a while. Not with the equipment
they left us.
LETO
How bad is it?
45 EXT. ARRAKEEN LANDING - TARMAC - DAY 45
Hawat leads Leto, Paul, Gurney, and the other staff officers
up to a SPICE FREIGHTER in a secured hangar.
The ship’s cavernous cargo hold yawns open.
HAWAT
These are spice silos. We must
fill every crate.
PAUL
All of them?
HAWAT
Every twenty-five standard days.
A small stack of spice containers sits at the far end of the
cargo hold, under armed guard.
HAWAT (CONT'D)
Harkonnen sabotage slows us down.
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