Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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