Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All that icky goo in the water supply...
Warden Crichton's boys chased us all the way from the prison.
Well, your Bat-spectro junk heap isn't gonna do you any good where you're going, Batman.
Oh, I'll sweep her off her feet. I'll charm the stars into her eyes.
After all, you did help us catch Joker.
So in his warped way, Joker has stolen the water supply.
They should have completed Operation Laundry Bag by now.
except to pay tribute to your beauty and your charm and your gaiety and your wit.
It's fabulous.
You think this stuff is coming out of all the faucets in Gotham City?
Maybe he has some mad scheme for stealing the entire Gotham City water system.
Ugh! I sure did. But how'd you get me out?
He pried the clam open with his bare hands...
and we'll be next.
Ah, but this time I have a much more sophisticated plan in mind.
Let the Gotham City-ites try to get this stuff out of their spigots.
Holy human pearls, Batman.
So we don't know where the Batcave is, you backward eel.
The water bearer. But what could that be?
We'll remedy that, my glorious gardenia.
The final two crimes of my zodiac. Ha, ha.
So what?
It's magnificent, Joker. How are you gonna do it?
Oh, Danny boy The pipes, the...