Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was myself who imparted the information.

Devilish. Sinister.

Any luck with that fabric?

Address. 196 West, Seventh Avenue.

It helps acclimate them to the outside world.

'He's sure some kind of pest, ain't he?'

And I make it unanimous.

stately home of millionaire Bruce Wayne

Outside the bank, at Jefferson and 12th.

of the rascally penguin and his fine feathered finks.

I only make the umbrellas.

'Electronic bugging devices.'

Alfred the faithful butler responds to the hotline.

When a man has paid his debt to society, he must be released.

[bat-phone ringing]

Any thoughts, Batman?

- Alfred! - Sir?

Oh, the dynamic duo. Such distinguished customers.

Let's find out if anyone's opened an umbrella factory

You've outsmarted us this time, Penguin.

Here you are. Free umbrellas. Win yourself a prize.

That's strange, everyone carrying umbrellas.

[intense music]

when he left prison.

And arrange a fatal accident.

Someone must have flipped his fine feathered wig.

Where are you going in such an almighty hurry?