52.
STILGAR
Honor requires that I be
elsewhere.
(in Chakobsa, subtitled)
I recognize you.
(CHAKOBSA TRANSLATION)
Heshiigiishii. (PHONETIC: he-
shii-GII-shii)
Paul frowns, not understanding the words. Committing them to
memory. Stilgar turns without further ceremony and strides
back to his ornithopter, his Fremen bodyguard following him.
GURNEY
I don’t like him.
Leto watches Stilgar go. He looks at Hawat, who has watched
these proceedings.
HAWAT
Our plan bears fruit...
LETO
But it will take time.
HAWAT
Yes, it will take time.
47 EXT. ARRAKEEN BARRACKS - DUSK 47
Paul, Gurney, and Idaho sit in a military barracks. Reunited
friends with tales to tell. Drinking wine.
Idaho pulls out a rugged instrument and passes it to Paul.
IDAHO
This is for you. A paracompass. The
moons here have magnetic fields, so
a simple compass needle won’t point
north. It takes a clever piece of
clockwork to sort it out.
Paul turns the paracompass in his hands, admiring it.
PAUL
The Fremen make these?
IDAHO
And stillsuits, and sand compactors
...all kinds of ingenious things.
GURNEY
What the hell’s a sand compactor?
Idaho pulls a stubby pistol-shaped device off his belt and
hands it over with a grin.
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