Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Faugh!
Well, early yesterday evening, Your Honor...
All right, you crooked birds, let's get moving.
They lack the nerve control for this sort of work.
Heh-heh-heh. My pretty brainless birdie...
It'll happen to the criminal every time, Penguin.
I had and I have a clear right of admission...
Eureka!
Quick. To the Miro Board!
It wouldn't help them if they did, Alfred.
to the tune of $1 million cash. Now.
No, I don't think so.
and the Gotham City Police Department...
Mr. Blue. Mr. Blue.
Very good, sir. Yes.
But, Your Honor, kidnapping, mayhem...