Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can you plug me into the hotline?
Operator, plug 0-3 into the Bat-line.
Call him, get him through police headquarters
Give me that telephone.
Those straws you gave Robin to breathe through
Riddler, you fiend.
Aw, gee, it was nothin', Batman.
Dick.
Checking with the main computer in the Bat-cave.
The Riddler had it made.
In the previous Bat-adventure we saw
Joan of Arc was..
Who pretends he doesn’t kill people
Beast is stuffed exclusively with used postage stamps
Fantastic, pretty lady.
It's not even a good recording.
Turn it on, boy.
no birds sing.
Turn on the homing transmitter.
Where am I?
Mother of mercy! What's it doing now?
- Terrapins, Batman. - Right.