Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Shall we, Robin? - Let's, Batman.
Consider this your reward.
But your crime-fighting days are over, because we've seen the Batcave.
But the results are superb, Venus, my flower.
That'll be the commissioner trying to get us on the Batphone in the portable Batlab.
We'll pour the de-gelatinizing agent...
Save yourself from sin.
but I've always dreamed of seeing the Batcave and...
- Well, what's that thing over there? - That's the Batcomputer.
Well, we've got more than just that mess on our hands.
Oh, heh. Pengy, it's dark.
But what to do about Venus?
I'll have to give you a whiff of Bat-gas before we leave, Venus.
I thought I was helping Penguin reform.
Batman? He'd never believe that I've gone straight.
- Let me at him. You long-nosed fish eater. - Waugh!
Holy jelly molds.
Some here. Some here.
It's all my fault, Batman.
In the bag.
Well, of course they're gone. The clam made a good meal out of them. Ha-ha-ha!
You'll have some champagne, my little buttercup, won't you?
Gotham City has gone dry as a bone.
Fuck you, batman