Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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