Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Groovy... poopsie. - Ha-ha-ha.
in the sky.
Who knows what's happened to the Caped Crusaders?
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five...
will forever keep you from putting me into orbit.
- If I may correct you, sir... - You may not correct me.
to take you seriously, Professor Greenleaf. - I think you should, Ms. Gordon.
Energize the tandem ailerons, Verdigris, while I turn up this interplanetary Microphone.
but by virulent living organisms from outer space?
And scared Commissioner Gordon's daughter half to death in the library?
Hee-hee. Of course, there's no sign of Batman and Robin, Joker.
This, uh, thingamajig is stuck here.
Yes, I think you'd be more comfortable there at the moment, Joker.
in the Metals Research Wing of the Wayne Foundation?
At the Wayne Foundation.
If we can't find Batman and Robin.
In 46 and three-eighth seconds, we'll be over Gotham City...
of the Wayne Foundation, pick up that precious metal.
Well, Batman?
Activate the Supersonic Decelerating Contra-Rotating Turbines, Verdigris.
Yes, the whispers are flying.