Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All for naught. For naught.
- Where am I? - Are you going to try him in court?
Don't give it another thought, commissioner.
to divine the super-evil crime you planned...
Tonight, they shall have a truly succulent feast. Ha, ha, ha.
But you're right.
All but one, that is.
we'll conclude my royal master plan. - Ha, ha, ha.
A breeding farm for the plague?
Oh, the commissioner has just stepped out, Batman.
My beautiful emerald black cherubims.
Anyone who's left, that is.
or my name ain't Amenophis Tewfik.
Gotham City has narrowly averted a catastrophe of major proportions.
And to have slipped you a polluted lemonade.
Tut, you are the greatest.
Don't lose heart, Robin. Here I come.
He's doing a dance out there on that itty-bitty ledge. Ha, ha!
Another outburst like that, Cleo...
I'm off to the waterworks.