Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Batman, look, in the gutter.

Running out on a rib roast

The notion of a faithful taxpayer

Emerald's working. All systems go.

Extra, extra. Get your newspaper here.

Eivol Ekdal made for you each year

Quick, let me think.

Read about the bandit who stole the counterfeit money.

They'll be watching all the banks like hawks.

Such unusually bad luck.

at exactly 8:37.

Yes. Now I begin to see.

Robin, run outside, take a final check.

Atomic batteries to power.

Will they believe that?

You're a strange Albanian genius, Eivol

of brightly-colored silk.

You're tip-top officers, all of you.

your lofty principles, huh?

wipe away those disgusting phony tears

People tend to forget that sometimes.

...what's the secret of my getting out?

Not quite as convenient as cash

but quite acceptable.

but you're also bit of a fool.

Mr. Wayne's residence.

And if it's games they want, they'll have 'em.