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Paul and Jessica Atreides escape into the sands of Dune, and spend unhealthy quality time together.
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| Oh geez, mom, put some clothes on, you're a MILF as it is. | |
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| I was airing out my stillsuit. | |
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Later, Jessica laments over her Abominable Daughter.
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| My poor daughter, brought to consciousness when I took the water of life... | |
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| Yeah, man, it was trippy. The colors, the colors! | |
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And still later, Alia speaks to the evil and portly Baron.
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| Hello, Grandfather, feel the sting of the Atreides gom jabbar! | |
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| Shaddup, kid, I'm enjoying this sandwich. OM NOM NOM... | |
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