Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Na na na na na na na ♪
Holy homicide.
Ahem, I read you.
Well.
"It tolls for thee."
Night has fallen.
A perfectly ordinary asbestos book cover.
'We're here on official business.'
'Devil to Bookworm. Got you boss.'
Turn that machine off.
that crooks have beady little eyes.
An abandoned Bookmobile.
Oh, yes.
♪ Batman ♪
is no proof of guilt.
Excuse me, sir.
'Over and out.'
Oh, thank heavens, you've rescued me
and fell into the river.
What... is your name?
Return to Bookmobile.
That photograph of the bridge. It's hugely enlarged.
Yes, he's blown it up all right.
♪ Batman ♪
♪ Batman ♪