Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Want me to call him? - No, no, no. Wait, wait.
Oh, no. Oh, please, you can't ask me to rat on my friends.
But although we know the pattern, we don't know the particular crime.
I feel much better.
You are heartless, hairless man.
Two blocks down and to the left.
bodes darkening clouds.
There she is.
But why do you think I'm planning all of these crimes for us, Olga?
Even today you can find pockets of them scattered throughout Asia.
and the Bessarovians had been sent back to Bessarovia.
No?
Ha, ha.
are only the beginning of a series of dastardly plans...
He arrived just after they left. We were about to shoot... I mean, arrest him...
I just saw the strangest-looking car outside.
Perhaps there are some other languages you do know, Egghead.
From all descriptions...
We also don't know what part Olga and her Cossacks will play.
- Holy here we go again, Batman. - I'm afraid you're right, old churn.
There's no doubt it was Egghead, Olga, and the Cossacks?
No, the invasion was just the beginning...
Yes, a shipment of 500 pounds.
Trouble in a car with whiskers.
We've alerted every company in Gotham City...
Hm.
- Look out, ma'am! - Oh! Oh!
One moment, commissioner.
Row? As in boat?
Like rounding the interlopers up and shipping them out.
The Bulbul Scimitar? The Egg of Ogg?
There it is, Batman.
The Scimitar of Taras Bulbul, the golden Egg of Ogg...