Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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