Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Batman, I'm giving you three to get out of the car with your hands up.

No amount of UHF short circuiting can affect the brain of either Robin or me.

You, she-devil. Have you short circuited Batman's brain?

Batman, I've lost one of my electrodes.

Sure and it's a dark hour in Gotham City, commissioner.

Yes. Yes, ma'am.

Oh, well, then do it by all means.

- How about some Gilbert and Sullivan? - Fine.

Please bring me a menu, doll.

Which apparently they have.

Better tie him up.

A menu and a wine list. I'll see if I can locate them.

Ah. Here we are.

Sweetheart, I cannot tell you how much you remind me of my dear departed Max.

Batman must be operating his remote control Batcomputer oscillator.

Sounds like a good place for Black Widow's hideout.

Approach with caution. They may be armed.

You see, earlier today, Batman activated the Batcomputer...

- Hurry, Batman. She's ready to bite me. - Now.

Get some men and some squad cars, and let's go.

I couldn't have missed at such close range.

And with the electrodes on, you've had it.