Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

about our gentlemen's agreement, Archer.
Fire one, fire two! Abandon boat.
Everybody knows we come from the same neighborhood.
Archer wouldn't dare try to spend the money...
Mm. I like that cape, Batman.
Just puff up your chest and look virile, Alfred.
they will have disappeared. - But...
And now, Master Dick, if you'll do the honors...
- I'm afraid we're in for it now, Master Robin. - Bruce will be with us in a minute, Alfred.
I was to alert you to the location of the money when you were cut me in.
Good, good.
But the Archer has signaled two if by sea.
But who knows what might have happened...
The rich get poorer...
Officer! Officer! I don't understand this.
- That's brilliant, sire, brilliant. - Excellent, my liege.
Come on!
You're on your own now, old chum.
And the money was brand new and in serial-number sequence.
Very chic. Wash and wear?
- Right between the eyes! - You were saying?