Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thank you, darling.
Only when you remove this morbid scene from your film.
I'm sure you'll make a big splash at the other end of your journey.
Just in case a pretty girl wants to kiss you.
Where is Marsha, Queen of Diamonds?
But this permit isn't a mock-up, Boy Blunderhead.
Sounds like we may pick up new material for the lecture.
where did you get that?
The star of my film is Batman. Heh!
The metal alloy in that armor could've set up a magnetic field...
It doesn't look as if Penguin took anything, Batman.
It's a mild case of windburn, Aunt Harriet.
I might even be able to get my aunt Hilda to whip up a love potion for my lipstick.
You stick to the script.
Heist that cash.
- That's interesting. - And all you have to do...
This must be it, Robin.
Twenty-four thousand gallons.
All right, action.
I left one of the potions in the caldron overnight...
We'll try our best, Mr. Tamber. But I think you should move out of this room.