Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

On your knees, knaves.
You should have been dead 30 seconds ago.
That's provided for in our Constitution. I'll accept your explanation for the nonce.
One million. That leaves us 2 million.
- Very good, Robin. - Thank you, Batman.
I know that you cannot sell those opals...
Cat-rate, as you call it...
it will not go well for you.
Come on, gang.
Why aren't you writhing in pain?
Batagonian... Yes.
That does it, Catwoman.
Bonjour, Catwoman.
I wonder if that amusing old wives' tale will hold true to form?
No one will ever see the likes of them again.
Yes. You're quite right. I am.
You saved the entire nation of Batagonia with your brilliant foresight.
This is a model prison. Be proud of your work, warden.
- You keep an eye on them. I'll go after her. - Right.