Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Warning. Batman knows it's a trap.
Lydia Lympet.
There's one thing I don't dig, Batman.
No, Robin, no. You see, I know how this fiend's mind works.
This kind of stuff always puts me to sleep.
It involves a bridge.
I only know he can't pull it off
and pay our respects to a late, great man.
I regret this
who gave me a ticket as I left my luncheon.
'What is it, Dick?'
'Pressman to Bookworm.
Now.
like the frustrated novelist he is.
Say that fourth one on the end of the shelf.
Right, Robin.
♪ Batman ♪
It happened, all right.
We better call an ambulance on the mobile Bat-phone.
Stick merciful cotton in your ears.
Look.
What is a super-crime, boss?
'Devil to Bookworm.'
Architectural queen of the world.
I don't know.
"Signed by, A.S. Scarlet."
'Plot A, washout.'
from the very beginning of this case. Why?
Perhaps nothing but twisted revenge.
"Badge number 18-8-7."
♪ Batman ♪