Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Inhuman? Demon? Wild.

Aunt Harriet, surely you and Alfred need some sleep.

Inhuman? Demon? Wild.

But like so many others, l...

and even less of glaciating Gotham City. - Is that so?

I've just one telephone call to make and then I'll finish you off forever.

and even less of glaciating Gotham City. - Is that so?

After I'm through with this little business, I'm going to execute my plan...

If it does, I'm going to spend the rest of my life in a Turkish bath.

Doctoring up the picture by superimposing his watch on my wrist.

We anticipated trouble here.

I'll tell you What I'll do.

You know my proposition. One billion dollars by noon or you'll freeze to death. Simple.

- Do you know what they said? - The hottest day of the year...

By the way, why don't the newspapers mention anything about their sad end...

This should keep you alive, Mr. Freeze, until the police find your ice neckpiece.

By the way, why don't the newspapers mention

Impossible? Demon? Wild. I'm sure "inhumanity" isn't the other word anymore.

- Must be the antenna went on the blink. - Frosty, go and fix it.

And the Dynamic Duo found themselves with a choice of very frosty flavors.

Now to get that young lady out of her ice coffin.