Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I simply put three and one together and came up with the answer.
You're a rare lady, Catwoman. You're right on time.
Your propinquity could make a man forget himself.
What are you going to do?
Batman's pulled the fur over my eyes once too often.
So all of this lovey-dovey business was just a trick.
The acid is about to pour. Quickly, plaster yourself against the side of the cup.
Our first duty is to save them.
A good parole officer should also be a friend.
I guess that dissolves any tentative theory I may have harbored.
Catwoman, you have destroyed my faith in my modern penological practices.
Goodbye, Batman.
What about Robin'?
But here you are and I've just spoken with him on the phone.
Ah.
Ready to make a deal?
But by this time, she must have found out that we've hoodwinked her.
Goodbye, Mr. Wayne.
I can never find my keys when really need them.