Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Certainly.
At least one million dollars.
Quickly, let's race to the Batmobile.
Stop! Surrender! Give yourself up.
Great Scott, Batman.
- More clues, no doubt. - You're right, Batman.
Riddler's henchmen spiked your drinks with temper tonic.
♪ Batman ♪
What is this?
"When is a man like a stupid relative?"
Sensational, Mr. Riddler.
I'd like you to come along too, commissioner.
Tell Batman it was like waking from a strange refreshing dream.
A trap!
♪ Batman ♪
My lawyer's name is Mr. Oliver Wendell.
That must be where he's holding Robin.
"What kind of machine has ears?"
'Goodbye, commissioner.'
Get him, boys.
Taking off your mask.