Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You've committed murder just as much as Helene did.

There were no mistresses. I had no lovers.

- Mr. Delambre, do you think she's mad? - It's obvious, isn't it?

There'll never be famine.

The eternal paradox.

You've got to do exactly and very carefully what I tell you.

- Let me look at the fly! - Back into bed, Madame.

It has worked, hasn't it?

No, no. There's no hurry. I, uh... I don't even know how or why parts of it work yet.

It's in back of the curtain!

Now why don't you go to bed? I'll help you. No one will see you, I promise.

I... I just can't...

You're all right or you... you can be all right, perhaps.

Well, maybe just a little.

She'd like that, Philippe. But she can't, not now.

Leave it alone! Leave it alone!

- Uncle? - Yes?

No. Helene and Andre believed in the sacredness of life.

It's almost impossible to believe, isn't it?

I lied to you, Helene. I never had it. I never had it.

Andre? Andre, I'm going to bed now. Is there anything you want?

- I've got tickets for the ballet. - The ballet?

Oh, of course this is only a crude beginning.

They were completely happy together.

- Here you go, ma'am. You'll be all right. - No, Francois. Don't let them take me!

You saw the fly? Where?

We caught the fly today, but...

- Give it to me. Please, give it to me! - Helene, I haven't got it here.

Just do like Philippe does.

Either you tell me or I... I'm going to give it to Charas.

Well, I've got a lot to do.

Francois, I'm sorry I called you. As you see, I could have called the police myself.

- Which show will we go to? - Any...

It's in a web. The spider's going to get it.

- Twice? - Oui, monsieur.

- I don't understand. - Whoever did this to Andre...

Motive one, for his wife. Motive two, to control Delambre Electronics.

Look at all that dirt you've brought in.

It's wonderful being married to you.

But I do not believe what she said. It... it can't happen.

Help Me Sheryl! There's a spider...

I'll call Professor Augier and other scientists. They can help you. I...

Sorry to interrupt, sir. There is a call for you.

- Where are his notes? - He destroyed them.

- How's the mistress, sir? - Oh, as well as can be expected.