Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm out at Gotham Point, Barbara.
That's because you don't know him as well as I do, Olga.
Sure and that's the truth.
or I will let Ossip here egg-speriment with his technique on you.
Let's go.
The Batcomputer's none too frisky today, Batman.
What else is wild besides the combers?
A hungry Neosaurus, my little friends.
And you're sure it was the Cossacks?
I'm afraid so, Chief O'Hara.
Peanut-butter sandwiches?
But why, Batman?
And as radio-sensitive as our machine is, it just possibly could be affected by that.
Batman, Robin, and Batgirl.
Talk about heavy reading, Barbara. This thing must weigh 10 pounds.
I believe I can.
This is a problem for good old-fashioned brain power.
But it has no commercial value.
- I shouldn't be gone more than half an hour. - All right.
You're welcome, sir, miss.
There's only one way to find out. Watch the next episode.