Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And so are we. I've just lost all my appetite.
Anyone could make the same mistake.
Yike!
- Alfred, where are you? - I'm in the Batcave, sir.
Right, commissioner?
Reading from right to left, Cordy Blue, my chef.
and have Ballpoint transfer them to checks.
Sorry to wake you from your routine afternoon nap, warden.
Watch.
Just one question.
- Ah. - Most inspiring, Penguin.
Incarcerated for a violation of the sanitary code?
How about driving around and parking in front of fire plugs?
In seconds the Batphone will be flashing. Switch it into this line, will you?
Oh, it's impossible. It's monstrous. It's...
All right, men, to your stations.
Of course, Batman. Of course.
for a jail transfer of his own. - Let's find out, shall we?
It certainly proves that almost nothing is impossible.
Of course not, my dear. Whatever you say.
Penguin planned to take those samples to the state pen...