Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When night descends on Wayne Manor, you too will descend...

and from which the term "scarab" is derived.

Pestle. A lead pestle.

You mean Lang Lee her names lang lee not amber

Too late, Robin. Thanks to a well-equipped...

produces a potion capable of paralyzing the human will.

Breathe, my children.

Cheek to jowl with such great ones of crimes:

suddenly unleashed on our community.

And now I shall begin their shock treatments...

I don't think anyone's home.

Proceed, Royal Apothecary.

I do have all kinds of potions...

Dead is dead, or my name ain't Amenophis Tewfik. Dead is dead, or my name ain't Amenophis Tewfik.

Just bring Batman the classified directory, please.

We're on our way.

Distilled essence of scarab lymphs.

- Shh. Quietly. - There's only one light in the house, upstairs.

Soon I'll have a new prophecy for you to announce.

In the more modern lexicon of chemistry, one that has been obsolete for years...

Exercise never hurt anyone, Robin.

I told you, my lovelies, if all went well...

Thank you. Goodbye.

but certainly worth a telephone call to Yale University.