Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She may be trying to protect him.
Poor Francois. He'll never believe it.
There we are... That's it.
But you don't... Well, I mean, you didn't know Andre.
Helene! Helene?
It's been set for single strokes, too.
- Oh, yes. I saw it. - What did it look like?
A stream of electrons - sound and picture impulses - are transmitted through the air.
Yes, I... I saw it. I thought she was...
Yes... I would tell them.
- I didn't know she was looking for one. - Oh, yes, she was.
Madame? Time to get up now.
But I've stumbled on the most important discovery...
- Andre wants to show you something. - In the lab?
Whatever? Now you get back into bed.
I even delivered her.
Come back in morning. Will type explanation.
Yes, Philippe.
No, Inspector. He did that himself.
- Mm, this is good. - How did you recognize it, Philippe?
Maybe in a day or two her state of mind will improve.
I simply carried out his last wish.
- Uncle? - Yes, Philippe?
When did you first see that fly, Philippe?
Yes, very. We own the business jointly.
Yes... All right.
You know how he is, Helene. It's just until he solves his problem, whatever it is.
- Zero? - Yes. That... that means level with the bed.
- Good evening, Nurse. - Why, Mr. Delambre.
Helene? Oh, how are you, Helene dear? What can I do for you?
- Is the downstroke fast? - No. About the same.
Dead about 30 minutes.
He did not say, Madame.
All life growing, renewing itself.
So am I.
And our night watchman called too. There is a body.
- Even when catching flies. - How can you say that?
Into space... A stream of cat atoms.
But you said it was not wrong to... to kill a thing.
- Never. - Or insects?
Go away.
No. The air ministry scientists have been through all his papers.
- But, Inspector, I told you everything. - It is for the court to decide.
- Gentlemen, would you wait for me outside? - Yes, of course.
- Catch flies? - I told you, Emma.
Oh? What, then?
That's why it doesn't make sense.
- Mummy! - Oh! Philippe.
Then go into the other lab and try to find a fly.
Well, Philippe... he died because of his work.
Don't cry, Mummy. Please don't cry.
Did your brother ever experiment with animals?
Humanity need never want or fear again.
A fly-headed human? No.
I'm fine. I feel all right.