Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How did you get mixed up in a thing like this, Alfred?

when my men caught you? Along with Batgirl.

And we'll wave to you occasionally as we pass you circling the Earth.

Complete capitulation, complete cooperation, complete control.

There can be no intelligible Marsish language.

What do these window-shoppers look like?

Oh, joy of joys. Ecstasy of ecstasies.

I've thrilled many a woman, Batgirl...

- Holy known unknown flying objects. - What?

I was positively inspired...

Thanks to that green time bomb I planted.

I said, Barbara. My daughter.

- Indeed there is. - And Joker's just clever enough to know that.

Just spreading little bits of panic here and there, Joker.

Oh, good. While the countdown begins for Batgirl...

From inner outer space.

in the Metals Research Wing of the Wayne Foundation.

If it hadn't been for our Anti-Thermal Bat T-shirts we've been wearing lately.

This is an emergency, commissioner.

We're just entering the substratosphere over Gotham City.

Well, a mad scientist to help us assemble my flying saucer.

While I tell Commissioner Gordon that communications have been reestablished.

This may be my last attempt to reach you...

Flying saucers are a myth.