Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've decided you can act in my film after all.
If we put Penguin behind bars now, we'll never see that armor again.
Ability, sir. Not gills. Ha-ha-ha.
Holy bull's-eye, Batman.
- Oh. Well, call the Army. - Yes...
Now to program it to proceed to Mulberry and 7th Streets.
All right, men, hoist away.
Mr. Penguin is shooting a very important film.
This is terrible, Robin.
I wanna get back in front of those cameras.
And considering we still don't know his plan.
Take this back to the hideout.
Holy history. Penguin's gone from Rome to the Middle Ages.
Oh, it's quite ordinary, sir. But Room X connects with Room Y.
with Penguin's cameras set to record their horrible death.
You mean back to "lights, camera, action"?
Room Z at last.
I'll say. Remind me to give the Batmobile an extra quart of oil next time we change it.
That last turn flattened one of Penguin's tires.
All right, men, Room Z is the one we want. Through that door.
Well, Batman, you said you wanted to stick with me...