Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Inside of six, no more Batman.
Begging your pardon, sir. It's the Bat-phone.
we can readily discern..
that we maybe late for supper this evening.
Today Gotham City, tomorrow the world.
But smoking is forbidden in the bank note paper room.
If I might make a suggestion.
It's False Face. He's struck again.
Good work.
[dramatic music]
♪ Batman ♪
Uh, so False Face is back and up to his old tricks, eh?
[tires screeching]
♪ Batman ♪
I wouldn't be surprised if False Face
♪ Batman ♪
I've received word that one of my trucks is late.
♪ Batman ♪♪
"All that glitters is gone."
Then I'm afraid we're at a dead end.
[thud]
Uh, ramble in the woods, Aunt Harriet.
What? False Face, notorious criminal?
Tensile resistance 85.
You see, my curious friend, we need this paper.