Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Looking back, Chief O'Hara, it's hard to remember how we operated at all...
Looked like a fancy affair down on the 62nd floor, Batman.
What puzzles me, Jervis, is why you're packing all this heisted headgear.
A form of virulent radiation, Robin.
If you're worrying about me, Robin, don't.
He doesn't want word to get out, but I'd better tell Hattie Hatfield.
Good, 700 of these would be fine.
Get set.
- Is there another door into that room? - Down the hall.
on this little affair any minute.
Sir, all your other cowls are in the Home Dry Bat-cleaning Plant.
Well, it's a plan which is better understood as it unfolds, Polly...
A lot of empty hat boxes.
No doubt, old chum.
along with home plate at the penitentiary.