Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Did you hear anything? - You hear anything?

I wanna be a hero like you, caped crime-fighter.

Don't fret, old chum.

And four of them totals up to one million, two hundred thousand, all together.

You and every other criminal know that I don't carry firearms, Shame.

One of ours or one of yours?

I'm looking for an underground agent.

The word is "matador," Robin.

I like to think of you two as my own personal blessings in disguise.

Poor devil, he's in a state of shock, Shame must have just left.

at the annual Gotham City Rodeo. - Great Scott.

- And they have one great advantage over us. - Which is?

Come again. Ha-ha-ha. Goodbye.

Ha-ha-ha! But it took a sun-tanned westerner to do the trick.

All right, Leo, what did you come to talk to me about?

Well, what are you gonna do now, Andy? You're not really a lost little boy.