Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, I'm sorry, poopsie.
So you made up your mind, Daddy. You'd really like to move to the suburbs.
My favorite fruit.
Florence, a little more pressed grape, if you please.
- Everything's wrong. - I'll be there as soon as possible.
- What has he told you? - Nothing.
Right under Wayne Manor?
I know. And so would you if you knew what I know.
Plus one.
Let's see what the Batcomputer has to offer.
Yes, Batman? Right.
Earth movement is an inexact science at best.
This time, we're gonna have to make the two-minute mark in the mile, Robin.
Yeah, it would have to be under his property. Money goes to money.
to help alleviate the property shortage.
- Let's see what you can find, chief. - Hmm.
Why, hello, Batgirl.
Ergo, I think it was a ruse on his part to obscure the truth.
Lady and gentlemen, Batman and Robin are...
Forty-seven thousand dollars, sir?
How much longer do you think it'll take, royal geologist?
Good day, Ms. Gordon.
Yes, it is, Alfred.
Now.
King Tut? My name is William Omaha McElroy...
Well...
I hold the key to the riddle of the ages.
Perhaps we've struck a vein of Nilanium.