Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That little blip is the Batmobile.
I got to the library as you escaped and followed you here.
Lucky I'm an Egyptian bibliophile.
Nice young man, isn't he?
You know, it's against my principles to beat up on ladies...
The great golden statue of the god Osorkon.
Oh, don't mention it. Business before pleasure.
- Where's Alfred? - He's probably out shopping.
Batmobile drove itself after being programmed to stop at red lights and intersections.
Ladies and gentlemen...
Your predictions are nothing but phony, fatuous flimflam.
Look out. Here they come again.
The Gotham City Library closed five minutes ago.
NARRATOR". Sunday afternoon in Gotham City.
Oh, mystical, magical Prince of Darkness...
With that in mind, here is my third prognostication.