Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

eyeing the priceless Mope Diamond hungrily...
Every receiving device around here has been broken.
Robin, alert the Batcopter port to ready the Batcopter.
Altitude, you know.
- Any sightings? - None, but if Alfred's on that flying saucer...
Cvvvvvcffffff is going on the right now so
Not exactly threaten me, but he certainly frightened me.
The Wayne Foundation?
While I push the button that opens the roof of this launching pad factory.
Oh, there's no more current, Robin.
Complete capitulation, complete cooperation, complete control.
That's understandable since there is no life on Mars as we know it.
Barbara, where have you been?
And I saw the Batmobile parked in front of police headquarters...
Regarding a man from Mars she just met in Gotham Park.
Hear this. Now hear this.
Yes, commissioner.
Batman, where are you?
- It looks like you've flown your last saucer. - But I came close, Batman. I came close.
Daddy? Daddy.
NARRATOR". And well might Commissioner Gordon wonder...
For five to 10 years, I would imagine.
I don't understand your language too well, sir...
But what's this?
Ha-ha-ha! It's time for my ultimate ultimatum.
Probably one of the lighter metals.
Perhaps the Batcomputer can help our lagging memories.
- And vaguely familiar, commissioner. - Oh?
our mad captive scientist will unpack the beryllium...