Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Will the commissioner be in his office? - Of course. In the face of this crime wave...
All right, Hoffman.
Blackmailing a genius like myself into a life of crime.
Too bad we have to turn over 95 percent to that chiseling, bad nick brother of yours.
Oh, of all the awful luck.
Listen for a moment.
He's been assaulted with a root beer bottle.
Yes, Mr. Chandell, who indeed? Who beside yourself?
I can almost smell the Highland heather, remembered so fondly from my youth.
Bonnie, call Chandell in his dressing room at Gotham Town Hall.
Now, let's see what else we can pick up in handsome Wayne Manor...
- Dick Grayson to Bruce Wayne, what's up? - Not sure. What would you say if I said...
Heavenly days, am I dreaming?
I'd give me right arm to hear it now.
What luck. Here's a bottle of smelling salts.
Bad news, so are the Caped Crusaders.
we're going to have to solve a case...
he'll be alertly marshaling all the forces of law and order.
commissioner, we're back in action.
Zip code, 9999979.
which made you famous.
I fear we haven't a moment to lose.