Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Stop, Batman! Stop or I blow the lady's brains out!
I transformed the swimming pool into a gigantic antimagnet.
- It's ringing. - Good.
Simple. By reversing the polarity of the cables...
There's no one in the dining room.
A million.
To the fray, my rascally restaurateurs!
Surrender, you criminals.
I give you three hours.
On what facts do you base your grave charge, Mr. Penguin?
QUICK. TO THE DEMO-MOBILE
I want you to prepare 50 pounds of piecrust.
His name is Alfred.
We'll just be out here so as not to be in your way.
Well, perhaps my... My phiz in the Rogue's Gallery, what?
the famous British forger.
Turn off the Automatic Costume Change Device.
Holy flip-flop, what's happened to justice?
Ballpoint.
Easy. I've been counting their bullets. At them.
Should you ever again come up against such a criminal as the Penguin...
then what recourse has the humble citizen but action?
Whenever it is violated by those sworn to uphold it...
We live under a code of law...
and this is a counterplot laid by the Gotham City League of Bankers.
Good gravy, Dick, coming through that window.
What's his scheme?