Dune2021

Beast Rabban Harkonnen:
We chased them into a Coriolis storm. Winds at eight hundred kilometers an hour. Nothing survives such a storm. They're dead. It's a certainty.

Baron Vladimir Harkonnen:
[emerges from a healing bath] So it's done, finally. Send word to Giedi Prime to begin selling our spice reserves... but slowly. We don't want the price to fall. You have no idea how much it cost me to bring such a force to bear here. Now I have only one requirement: Income. So squeeze, Rabban. Squeeze hard.

Beast Rabban Harkonnen:
Yes, Uncle. And the Fremen?

Baron Vladimir Harkonnen:
[submerging into the bath again] Kill them all.