Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, you've got those food orders, Matey Dee?
- Are you enjoying yourselves? - We certainly are, Penguin.
- Good night. - Good night.
it's flashing.
We'll soon find out, commissioner.
The fools, imagining that a mere city jail could hold a slippery bird like me.
I think I saw a phone booth in the lobby.
To think that you've mastered this art of haute cuisine...
So charming of you to honor my humble establishment.
Delighted, Mrs. Van Swank.
turning out to be a mere front for some criminal scheme.
Go with them, chief. Don't resist. They're killers.
Officer Hoffman, back door.
in a responsible fashion...
And if Penguin wants to be arrested...
that's what I hereby do.
Precisely, Robin.
and I can't get into prison to process it.
Let me out of this infernal hamper, you devils!
Holy straitjacket.
Here we are.
Right.
Well, thank you.
Do you mean that you're not gonna pinch me?
Right, Robin.