Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

En garde, I say.
And a poor grade of cherry frosting at that. Terrible.
I'm sorry it had to end this way, Catwoman.
I have an idea that will take us all off the hook.
Long may they live.
He looks pretty good for a dead man.
That's quite all right, captain. You were only doing your job, and quite well.
a treasure-trove of cat's-eye opals? - I do not accept stolen merchandise anymore.
You're nice...
Never walk under a ladder, Robin.
Not half as sorry as I am, Mr. Wayne.
Who are you?
I'm rare in more ways than that.
Meet me at midnight in the model house...
How do you propose to do that?
at the Sherlock Holmes Real Estate Development in Suburban, Norchester.
I refer to the nearness of you.
Batman, I'm surprised at you.