Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get over here and put the old lady and her chauffeur in the trunk.
And I'd fly to the arms
Oh, don't say it, dear lady.
about the 12th bar...
I'm delivering you to the police.
Catastrophe.
Holy metronome, what a fate.
As sole heiress to millionaire Bruce Wayne's vast fortune...
- See any way out, Batman? - Frankly, from this perspective, no.
I visualized the chords in my mind.
Mercy me, I'm an old fool, aren't I?
Harry to piano movers.
Remember that concert Chandell gave at the White House some time ago?
Sweet Harriet, please, don't engulf yourself in foolish guilt.
At the risk of alarming you, I can see only one...
Auf wiedersehen
Not that I know about, Alfred, why?
I'll cast off my criminal skin like a molting butterfly.
What stupid, ugly greed.
sing along with me.
It sets the stage for our next startling move.
The infamy of it, attacking your own brother, the great artist Chandell, with a root beer bottle.