Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Colors are certainly striking.
Very wise, Master Robin.
'aren't there two suits of ancient armor?'
Inside the front hall of Wayne Manor
[engine revving]
'She only glimpsed him for a moment.'
How can he, you birdbrains?
What'll we do now, Batman?
♪ Batman ♪
No, Chief O'Hara, not "Saints alive"
I'll be safe in my hideaway in Alaska.
It's filled with a lifetime supply of butane gas
[Penguin laughing]
- A trap. - Dummies in that armor.
Mr. Wayne and I are close. I've dined there often.
[grunting]
Tell Warden Crichton, they keep better on ice.