Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

With the greatest pleasure.
adjacent to your property, Mr. Wayne.
Yes. Yes, of course. I'll contact him at once.
naturally, I have a nose for Nilanium.
No, we'll have to go topside and nab him before he strikes pay dirt.
Gotham City is usually buzzing about something, Barbara.
Let's go.
Oh. Here comes H.L. Hunter, the royal mining foreman.
So forever is something you can't do much about, huh, poopsie?
How much do you have to spend, Ms. Gordon?
You know, I always had a feeling you never really listened to me.
Gosh, Batman, that's a new world's record.
It's only gonna prolong the agony, Batman.
To the office of Manny the Mesopotamian...
No, I think not, Robin. Tut doesn't impress me...
Where am I?
Well, soon the world will know.
Ah! Yeesh!
Spunky?
This machine needs oiling.
NARRATOR". Shortly, at Florence of Arabia's, an intime boîte...
Maybe he wants to just settle down and build a house.
Another six or seven months of intensive analysis...
Rosetta Stone told us that Tut didn't wanna be a pig about it.