Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wednesday night, Gotham Town hall.
of this innocent-looking bookstore
- "A holdup." Big. - We're on our way.
- We make a lead. - 'Exactly.'
Reminds us how little we are really.
Just one more minute, Aunt Harriet.
I hope he sees the signal.
Not one more word until I get my hundred thousand dollars.
the experience of actually viewing you in the flesh
It helps give us a sense of proportion.
Which playground is it?
How do you do it?
Oh, boy.
♪ Batman ♪
[beeping]
along with Alfred the butler
Poor Zelda.
Just the way I dictated it.
Just upstairs.
Splash or salvation?
♪ Batman ♪
Do you read me, Batman?
Now to make this planted story sprout.
Clear. Ready to move out.
She threw it away.
Don't move.
Holy Venezuela, you're right.
♪ Batman ♪
Aunt Harriet has just one hour.