Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Money. Isn't that what we've always heard?
I told you to stay on the terrace in case I ran into trouble.
Get them for me.
You mean the young lady taken out of that window wasn't even employed by your store?
It keeps saying, "To the Batpoles, to the Batpoles, to the Batpoles."
No crime? My every instinct tells me...
from the Morpheus Mattress window display this morning...
We better get back to town.
Batman and Robin. Get out of here.
Two, Catwoman and Sandman are apparently in cahoots.
And it’s all some mirky masquerade to hoodwink a hapless, sleepless moneybag
Good point.
While no one was watching, this other female managed to get through security...
Go back to bed again and lie down, Mrs. Spaghetti.
Ha-ha-ha. My dear Mrs. Spaghetti.
Uh, I want to know what his fee is for a penthouse call.
Batman has a life of his own which we know nothing about.