Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Officer.
I trust you'll have no trouble getting home, my pet?
- Holy relief, she must be on her way home. - No doubt, Robin.
Plug me in at once into the hotline Batphone circuit.
They must be eliminated.
What luck. Here's a bottle of smelling salts.
And remember what we're rehearsing for...
- Naturally. - It should be a pretty good haul.
Batman and Robin not available.
Mr. Chandell.
Inside the stately living room, a musical rehearsal.
- Oh. - Swiftly now, lassies, we've much to do.
Chief O'Hara to all machine gunners...
Can't be helped. I'm leaving no stone unturned in our effort to protect him.
In fact, I've already started.
Batman, where the devil are you in this hour of need?
- Where do you want me to meet you? - Wayne Manor.
- That about says everything, doesn't it? - Uh-huh.
The grim truth is that Batman and Robin are on vacation.
I've covered for the fiend long enough. It was my criminal twin brother, Harry.
A good day, sir.
Yes, sweet lady, it has been most delicious...
Maybe a blessing. With any luck, we'll have this wrapped up by the time they return.