Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- The crook was a lady. - Hardly a lady, Robin.

this year...I'm finished.

Too much for this crook anyway.

I had it all prepared for you, Zelda.

Oh, but you must be mad, Eivol.

It's to pay his income taxes.

[telephone ringing]

Even by me, Eivol Ekdal.

Whoever that unknown Batman is

- Who? - A Mrs. Harriet Cooper.

Uh, sure, when you put it that way.

Not even a single lead.

'Not at the Star of Samarkand. She's pulled a kidnap.'

That's the worst of it, Batman.

- Ha ha. Batman. - Oh?

- What do you mean? - Your counterfeit story.

He's a sworn enemy of crooks like us.

Oh, please, consider the contents

It's driven the felon to strike again.

But what am I going to do, Eivol?

From the floor grill is pouring

who's the ward of millionaire, Bruce Wayne.

Green cheese to trap a dangerous female bandit.

But still we're only human.