Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Good boy, Robin, it's working.
"Puzzles" has seven letters.
My soul is full of discord and dismay.
Those pictures of the plane's control panels, plus these pictures of the plane's plans...
Any reason why he would be trying to fleece me?
is if you've already taken pictures of the cockpit, why do you need more?
It's from my own blend of oolong.
- Zounds. - Exactly.
Try, Robin.
for a party I'm giving for underprivileged children.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
I tried to warn you, Mr. Knab.
when it began to rain. Gosh, that's a tough one.
Looks like we're flying blind, Batman.
- Oh, flatterer. - Ha-ha-ha-ha.
What's going on here?
But you're... You're dead.
Phew.
What could it mean?
Nothing can stop us now, Puzzler.
We'd have been here sooner, but Grand Avenue is all torn up.
Why, the scoundrel!
A-okay, Rocket. Onto the deed.
Look, the invisible ink is appearing.
But we know his hideout is in that Globe Balloon Factory.
Not even Puzzler could prevent that.
What's going on here? What's going on here?
Follow me.