Return of the Fly

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(thunder)

Pater noster, qui es in caelis,

sanctificetur nomen tuum.

Adveniat regnum tuum.

Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra.

Here passes from this Earth

Hlne Delambre...

... widow of my brother Andr...

... whom I loved deeply, hopelessly.

She was destroyed in the end

by dreadful memories:

a recollection of horrors

that did not dim as the years went on...

... but instead grew monstrously,

and left her mind shocked and unsteady...

... so that death, when it came,

was a blessed release.

Per Christum Dominum nostrum. Amen.

Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine,

et lux perpetua luceat eis.

- Requiescat in pace. Amen.

- (thunder)

- Beg pardon, gentlemen. May I speak to you?

- No, you may not.

Mr Delambre? My condolences

on the death of your mother.

- Would you please get out of our way?

- I am an accredited freelance journalist.

You are an accredited scandalmonger!

Now will you please leave us alone?

Why don't you want me

to speak to your nephew?

Because of unanswered questions

about the death of your brother?

All very mysterious.

First it was called murder.

Then it was called suicide.

First Hlne Delambre was held.

Then she was released. All very odd!

Granville, get out of here.

And never try these tactics again.

Oh, Inspector Beauchamp. You were

part of that big cover-up, weren't you?

This is going to make

nice reading, I promise you.

Thank you, Inspector Beauchamp. The

newspapers can be unpleasantly persistent.

You must understand

their eagerness to uncover a mystery.

Yes. You and Inspector Charas

were very kind.

- I only aided Charas. It was his case.

- No.

No, you were invaluable, too.

I shall never forget that.

You had a great deal to bear, monsieur.

If I can be of any help, please call on me.

Thank you.

That man's a disgrace to all decent

journalists, intruding at such a time.

Nevertheless, he asked a question.

Why was Mother accused?

- I can't tell you.

- You've got to.

All my life I've heard whispers.

I know something terrible happened,

something even more terrible than...

...suicide or murder.

What was it?

Franois...

Anything is better than not knowing.

If I tell you, Philippe,

it will haunt you for the rest of your life.

Tell me. I have a right to know.

Take us to Delambre Frres, please.

The old foundry.

(thunder)

- Monsieur Delambre!

- Gaston.

Philippe! I beg of you,

please, do not enter here.

This place is cursed! I swear to you it is.

Ever since... Ever since the day

Andr Delambre began to work in it.

It is I who...

who found his poor, crushed body.

Believe me, I know... I know.

Oh, please. Please, I beg of you. Do not go in.

OK, Gaston. All right.

Thank you for warning us.

Now, we won't be long. Go about your work.

Poor old fellow.

It disturbs him when anyone comes here.

He remembers too much.

This laboratory has been locked

since the day Andr died.

It's just as he left it.

The equipment... It's all smashed.

Yes, he did it - in a blind rage,

to destroy the machine he created...

...because it destroyed him.

It destroyed him and your mother...

...because he ventured into areas of

knowledge where man is not meant to go.

Pure superstition! There are no areas

of knowledge where man is not meant to go.

Fifty years ago, stupid people

said man was not meant to fly.

Father did research in transmission

of molecular structures. I know that.

- Just tell me what happened.

- Very well, Philippe. I will tell you.

Yes, it's true. Andr did do research

in the transmission of matter.

The device you see lying shattered there

was built to prove his theory:

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