Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They should have completed Operation Laundry Bag by now.
Well, your Bat-spectro junk heap isn't gonna do you any good where you're going, Batman.
All that icky goo in the water supply...
The final two crimes of my zodiac. Ha, ha.
and we'll be next.
So we don't know where the Batcave is, you backward eel.
You think this stuff is coming out of all the faucets in Gotham City?
So in his warped way, Joker has stolen the water supply.
Ugh! I sure did. But how'd you get me out?
Ah, but this time I have a much more sophisticated plan in mind.
It's fabulous.
After all, you did help us catch Joker.
Holy human pearls, Batman.
Oh, Danny boy The pipes, the...
The water bearer. But what could that be?
except to pay tribute to your beauty and your charm and your gaiety and your wit.
We'll remedy that, my glorious gardenia.
Let the Gotham City-ites try to get this stuff out of their spigots.
Oh, I'll sweep her off her feet. I'll charm the stars into her eyes.
Warden Crichton's boys chased us all the way from the prison.
It's magnificent, Joker. How are you gonna do it?
He pried the clam open with his bare hands...
Maybe he has some mad scheme for stealing the entire Gotham City water system.
So what?