Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Did Mr. Wayne send you here to ask me that question?

Ships, Ships. Not a bad idea.

But it's all for naught.

until you reach the desired degree of tension on your bowstring. Hmm'?

Who is that doing the honor?

Now, if there's nothing else.

I placed our horses in the stables with the sheriff's horses...

You misjudge the foundation's security measures, Batman.

We checked with Bruce Wayne and he doesn't know a thing about it.

Alfred, meet us in the Batcave. To the Batpoles.

- I don't like it. - There's nobody on the street.

Every large foundation has its secrets.

Hi ho, everybody.