Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've calculated the azimuthal equidistant projection of the sun's rays.
The heck I says it.
Zubin Zucchini?
Seems to be in excellent tune.
A half a million in total. Who's buying them?
Get out.
There's no time for that, we're here on official business.
and into the guise of...
All right, everybody, back up, back up, back up. Cover your ears.
Catwoman.
- Easily. - Easily.
For cash. That's your sweet little old lady, Mr. Cramer.
Just a minute, my good man.
I'll be an old tabby by then.
No matter, Robin. This money goes toward building better roads.
I'll take me men and we'll run up the 102 flights of stairs.
Judging from the position of the sun...
Drat, drat, double drat.
Catwoman?
The Batjet. Come on.
Because in the end, veracity and rectitude always triumph.