Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I ain't smiled so much since I ran out of notch room on my gun handle.
- and this time, aim to kill. Get it? - Got it.
It's no wonder he hasn't tried to borrow your Bat-rope to pull another one of his escapes.
- Where did he get you, Robin? - In the heel.
Boy, don't that just about fry your eyeballs.
Sound thinking, Robin.
That's what I hear. All right, now, take cover...
There.
The law is the law
Think positive, Robin. But you do have a point.
Batman, you've done it again. May I shake your glove?
Chief O'Hara can be very tough with aliens incognito.
I hope you didn't mind my dismantling it for you.
Sure, and that 100,000 in prize money is just cattle feed to Shame.
Good.
And why the exposition hall at the coliseum?
- Let's see. Steers have to be fed, right? - Right.
Let them have it.
Batman and Robin are still alive.
other than that, I can't think of a thing, Boy Wonder.
Alfred, call the coliseum commission...
Ha-ha-ha. Welcome, welcome.
The rodeo is on the main floor, but the bulls are shown on the upper level.
Not quite, we came to...
- Wrong. - Wrong. Wrong?