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Well, where's she gone?
- Why? - I cannot answer that question.
...although it's a matter of... life or death.
I'm a very fortunate woman.
- If she murdered, so did you. - I know.
Yes?
It's unbelievable. I shall never forget that scream as long as I live.
- It was on your desk this morning. - Oh? I... I didn't notice it.
I transmitted myself successfully yesterday.
You're still a man with a soul. You've no right to destroy yourself!
This is Francois Delambre. You may remember we met a few times at the club.
Philippe caught a fly this morning. He said its head was white.
First you put on the main switch, then you set the stroke to whatever tonnage you want.
- Well, I'm in terrible trouble. - Trouble, monsieur?
Please go away!
- Did Helene? - Listen, I can't believe it.
- I got something to show you. - I have something to show you.
- Are you sure this is your brother? - Well, he...
- I can't do that until I know. - Then I can't tell you anything.
- Hm? - I think so.
He was like an... like an explorer in a wild country where no one had ever been before.
Perhaps she fears him, or even hates him.
- It would be funny if life weren't so sacred. - Andre, promise me one thing.
Can you think of a reason why she would do this?
Ah, Satan, mon cher.
Whenever you're ready, monsieur.
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But there must be something we can do to prove...
Of course, monsieur.
Accept them as part of our normal life.
When you knock, I'll open the door.
We'll find the fly tomorrow, I promise.
Promise me that you won't do anything.
I know you will never catch it now. It's hopeless.
Dandelo! What's the matter? Are you hungry?
- Why? - Well... because it's impossible.
Why? Why won't you wait?
Do you need anything tonight?
- Inspector, you saw it. - I'm afraid I did not, Mrs. Delambre.
Where? Where is it?
Help me!
All right. Show me where.
We were both very happy. That is the truth.
No, but... everything's going so fast.
The lady's in need of a doctor's care, permanently.
- This is the same principle exactly. - But it's not the same.
- How is she? - Quite calm now.
It's impossible!
Lunch, Madame.
It's too important. It's too impossible.
- Yes? - Monsieur Francois? Gaston.