Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I seem to remember a picture in the Gotham City Times.
...hot spot.
I'll call Bruce and speak to him.
Batman never lends himself to commercial enterprises.
Some society affair.
Good.
You might go up and tend to my clothes, though.
Let's see how my gimmick is working.
Oh.
Who was that at the door, Alfred?
What did I predict!
'The Penguin's favorite bird seed.'
Oh, come on, Aunt Harriet.
♪ Batman ♪
Very good, sir.
But for the effect of a mild anesthetic.
♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪
[intense music]
You'll all fly together.
He suggests the front hall of Wayne Manor.
[intense music]
It's filled with a lifetime supply of butane gas
A plot to kidnap Dawn Robbins.
Our host, Ms. Robbins.
Batman has picked our crime, next he'll tell us how to do it.
And then..
Ah, well, one never knows
Alfred.
- A fat lot of good it did. - Enough, Mr. Jay.
[laughing]