Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Goodbye, Batman.
I guess that dissolves any tentative theory I may have harbored.
Batman's pulled the fur over my eyes once too often.
But here you are and I've just spoken with him on the phone.
I simply put three and one together and came up with the answer.
I can never find my keys when really need them.
So all of this lovey-dovey business was just a trick.
Catwoman, you have destroyed my faith in my modern penological practices.
What are you going to do?
Your propinquity could make a man forget himself.
The acid is about to pour. Quickly, plaster yourself against the side of the cup.
Our first duty is to save them.
A good parole officer should also be a friend.
Ready to make a deal?
But by this time, she must have found out that we've hoodwinked her.
You're a rare lady, Catwoman. You're right on time.
What about Robin'?
Ah.
Goodbye, Mr. Wayne.