Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gave me quite a start.
And if there's a hacksaw blade in this pie, this metal detector is going to detect it.
That does it.
we're required to write them out on individual slips of paper.
The fiends, they'll use the chief as a hostage.
Good work, Chickadee.
I checked the books.
We'll descend to the ground floor via elevator...
Please put this through on the hotline Bat-phone.
Not counting drinks and the hundred smackers' cover charge.
Simple. Give him enough rope, send him up the river as he wishes.
Hacksaw pie.
Come on.
Die, you fool. You hear me?
It sticks out like Penguin's nose.
So that's his defense, temporary insanity.
Yes and no?
Stranger and stranger.
- They come in, we shoot. - Chickadee?
Well, I was the victim of an irresistible criminal impulse.
once they leave these grim walls and rejoin society.
Farewell, Batman and Boy Wonder.
What?
Yes, Ballpoint. That ugly master of forgery.
How can a Penguin lose his cool?
No trouble at all. He'd merely have to order them from the prison print shop.
Precisely, Robin. A sham.
tricky Penguin is making plans of his own with his tiny Penguin radio...
- Incredible. - Indeed.
Faugh, I'm the Penguin.
Oh.
My associates, Batman.