Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Catwoman and that cunning continental criminal, the Sandman?
Well, there was Olaf the Sad of Norway.
And speaking of stealing...
Let's try putting ourselves into Sandman's shoes.
We were so fascinatingly feline.
I'm sorry we can't remain for the last stitch, but you were right about me and Catwoman.
Forty winks.
Those Morpheus Mattresses.
Uh, no doubt some of his hi-fi equipment needs adjusting.
Where do you keep your financial records?
Our encounter with J. Pauline Spaghetti woke me up a little, old churn.
"Gotham City Continental Bank, Gotham City..."
First of all...
One, a policewoman has vanished.
Be careful of that. It's still warm from the last try.
- Except when I almost said "catnap." Hm? - But you didn't.
Top floor of the J. Pauline Spaghetti Hotel.
Yes. Well, there I was.
between your paladinious canals and your sinualidated cavities.
Texas, Oklahoma, Saudi Arabia, Outer Mongolia.
Commissioner Gordon and Chief O'Hara didn't have much to offer.