Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Too bad we have to turn over 95 percent to that chiseling, bad nick brother of yours.
Blackmailing a genius like myself into a life of crime.
commissioner, we're back in action.
- Dick Grayson to Bruce Wayne, what's up? - Not sure. What would you say if I said...
I'd give me right arm to hear it now.
He's been assaulted with a root beer bottle.
Bonnie, call Chandell in his dressing room at Gotham Town Hall.
he'll be alertly marshaling all the forces of law and order.
I can almost smell the Highland heather, remembered so fondly from my youth.
Yes, Mr. Chandell, who indeed? Who beside yourself?
I fear we haven't a moment to lose.
All right, Hoffman.
Oh, of all the awful luck.
What luck. Here's a bottle of smelling salts.
Heavenly days, am I dreaming?
which made you famous.
we're going to have to solve a case...
Zip code, 9999979.
- Will the commissioner be in his office? - Of course. In the face of this crime wave...
Bad news, so are the Caped Crusaders.
Now, let's see what else we can pick up in handsome Wayne Manor...
Listen for a moment.