Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

we'll conclude my royal master plan. - Ha, ha, ha.
Another outburst like that, Cleo...
or my name ain't Amenophis Tewfik.
Oh, the commissioner has just stepped out, Batman.
to divine the super-evil crime you planned...
All for naught. For naught.
And to have slipped you a polluted lemonade.
Gotham City has narrowly averted a catastrophe of major proportions.
- Where am I? - Are you going to try him in court?
I'm off to the waterworks.
My beautiful emerald black cherubims.
Tut, you are the greatest.
Don't give it another thought, commissioner.
All but one, that is.
But you're right.
A breeding farm for the plague?
Anyone who's left, that is.
Tonight, they shall have a truly succulent feast. Ha, ha, ha.
He's doing a dance out there on that itty-bitty ledge. Ha, ha!
Don't lose heart, Robin. Here I come.