Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

of Gotham City's cat burglars.
Look at them dance, boys.
astronomical events are taking place.
I really hate to do this. This may give the caretaker quite a shock.
In due time.
- Gotham City's father of the year. - Right.
Death and taxes, sir?
That's hard to determine, Robin.
A few weeks ago...
Batman, with all your many attributes...
Are you gonna call him at his newspaper office?
- Have you no semblance of decency? - Not a shred.
Hey, Poopsie, make me a corn beef on white, heavy on the mayo.
I just don't see the reason for any further violence.
Two glasses of buttermilk.
You hateful hussy.
Three mittens taken from a fancy apartment. Ha!
I didn't know you could yodel.
Always glad to aid the Hooded Avenger.