Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's no use, Robin.

And once that's done, we'll start drilling for my Nilanium and make a fortune.

and by merest circumstance...

There's a deserted mine entrance one mile north-northeast of stately Wayne Manor.

Maybe, Tut, but you'll still choke on them.

Isn't there anything we can do to divert them so they'd miss the Batcave?

Instruct your royal yeggs to come quietly, or you'll incur our wrath.

The special seismological attachment to the Batcomputer...

We're going to engage in a bit of slant mining.

Or waste time with old clichés.

north by northeast is in a general north-northeasterly direction.

Oh, happiness unbounded.

Are you ready to be incarcerated, King Tut?

Aren't we gonna take the Batmobile?

Eureka! I have found it.

where King Tut's psychoanalysis goes on and on.

Well, if I get a chance today, I'll check with a real estate broker or two for you, okay?

The beans, so to speak, are about to be spilled.

Wrong again, Florence.

Con... Continue.

It's always darkest before the dawn, Robin.

And we shouldn't cry over spilt milk.

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