Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah.
I'm Kengeance.
Alfred, stop.
We've spent our lives in this wretched place, [shouts] suffering!
[gang] Whoo-hoo-hoo!
[lead detective] Security detail downstairs
[whirring]
[muffled TV chatter]
It's a hell of a time to be the new girl,
God.
"Rat with wings"?
You're scaring her.
What'd you say?
Do you know what I am?"
Tomorrow's becoming Election Day. Tomorrow'll become Election Day as though it begins. Tomorrow'll become Election Day as though it comes out. Tomorrow's becoming Election Day. Tomorrow'll become Election Day as though it begins. Tomorrow'll become Election Day as though it comes out.
See?
her mother brutally murdered her father,
You should see this.
Used to see him there.
[gasps]
Where are your cufflinks?
And this time, the killer has come forward to claim credit online...
[footsteps approaching]
[Selina] I don't have a relationship...
This is your legacy too.
Well, you can't go out like that.
But that would leave most of the cipher unsolved.
You don't think this hurts me?
On the news?
The Rata Alada.
Yeah?
From your secret friend. Whoo
Bring him into the light, and you'll find where I'm at."
Selina?
They're ready for your statement.
[Falcone screams]
I killed your mayor because he was not who he pretended to be.
...instilled in both of us
Somebody help me!
as police and FBI search for the brazen killer.
[ringing intensifies]
You know what? I can't even talk to you.
It only gives us H, E, L, I, S, and T.
Never found out who. Probably some creep from the club.
Thank you for coming today.
[reporters] Mr. Wayne! Mr. Wayne! Mr. Wayne!
Boy, this guy's a real nutjob, huh?
What's the matter with you? This isn't the way to do this!
It's Mitchell, for chrissakes!
We have a masked vigilante running the street.
She knows Annika.
[breathes deeply]
Killer may have come through the skylight.
Twenty seconds.
and you,
Bock put out an APB on you. You really think he's in on this?
[sighs]
"Friday, July 16th.
When I could finally strike back and expose their lies."
Can't we just cut it off?
Just give me a minute. I'll get him to cooperate.
"Thumb" drive.
Alone?
Gotham has been rocked by the murder of a political figure.
[screams]
Thank you.
[Batman on video] You know Carmine Falcone.
[engine roaring]
[panting]
What do you want to know here, kid?
[screeching violently]
I need to see in there, this hunting ground.
the man across from you, Mr. Colson,
is alone anymore. Okay?
[car horn stops]
[eerie music continues]
[Mackenzie] What'd his wife say?
[sirens wailing]
then I don't care what happens to me.
- [indistinct TV chatter] - [entry bell chimes]
You listen to me.
[Falcone] Oh. Hmm.
[all grunting]
- [explosion] - [inaudible] Boom!
- [grunts] - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
You assume the worst in people.
It's a warning.
[breathing steadily]
- [Gordon] Can you get in? - [officer 2] Copying his drive now.
Of course, of course. Of course.
I've parked seven vans
[wistful music playing]
'Renewal.'
Thought you'd never leave the Shoreline.
He cared about her,
It's, like, the worst Spanish I ever heard.
[panting and grunting]
[Selina gasps]
Hey, Lieutenant! You really okay with this?
We work for him.
You know, I was there that day.
- I found him! - I see that.
Couldn't even look at me.
Just one more to go before your time runs out.
You know why communism failed, right?
But he never thought Falcone would kill that man.
[twin 1] He's over there!
Yeah!
Killer may have taken it as a trophy.
Use only the letters from "He lies still" and leave the rest...
What are you hiding?
[breathes shakily]
This is what you wanted, huh?
What?
Who am I kidding?
[suspenseful music builds up]
[softly] We gotta get you out of here.
"Cruel"? "Poetic"?
[truck horn continues blaring]
Keep him talking.
I don't care about that.
- [whimpers] - Riddle number one...
We do what Riddler said.
Christ, not again.
Yeah, he's got a car.
That's not you? The symbols in the maze, right here.
I'll never know where I come from.
You're becoming quite a celebrity.
Come on! Hey!
[camera shutter clicking]
- [gunman] Let's go! Let's go! - [cashier] All right, all right!
Ai
Let's go kill that son of a bitch.
[phone continues ringing]
[tires screeching]
[tearfully] I'm just so worried.
that celebrated billionaire philanthropist
[beeping]
The city's angry,
I never thought I'd feel fear like that again.
I want to bypass political gridlock, and get money to people and projects
- But listen... - [phone rings]
But then, today, I saw it.
I'm afraid it already has, sir.
Oh, it's all right.
It's 30 kids to a room.