Jesus, George, it was a wonder I was even born. Before I do your bidding, manling, I must cleanse the way between us. You've put a water burden on me that I'm not sure I care to support. But we Fremen pay our debts Pass into the Iris. Holy Known Unknown Flying Objects May the hair on your toes never fall out! Is this your homework, Larry? After all this time? Always. I solemnly swear that I am up to no good. Younglings, younglings gather ’round.

“Knowing where the trap is—that's the first step in evading it.”

I've hired you to help me start a war. It's an prestigious line of work, with a long and glorious tradition.