Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not worthy of you.
Come, pick him up. Batman out.
Imagine, farewell, Chandell.
You must be that awful twin brother I read about in the papers.
My toes are almost in the puncher.
Patience and subtlety, the honest policeman's only aids.
That's enough about silly me.
Dear Doe...
Truly spoken...
atop the Gotham City Town Hall. Good day, sir.
Strange.
A clever and diabolical scheme.
A most unwelcome arrival. The fellow was beginning to talk.
Come on, out.
You're not the great Chandell.
The Dynamic Duo about to be perforated into human piano rolls.
Farewell, adieu.
Don t ask questions, Robin. Sing each note precisely as I do.
The world's gone mad, the whole planet lunatic.
Poor bats, they squeak no more.
All the longing, working, waiting Burning, turn...