- Good afternoon, Mr. Glee. I'm Batman. - Obviously, sir.

With Mr. Glee in the trunk. Ha, ha.

Joker's Mr. Glee, whom we captured earlier in this adventure.

Mr. Glee's retriever signal is coming in as planned. Huh!

Let's surprise Granny and give him a little of that there first aid.

Annie, where's Dr. Clyburn?

I just come from the kitchen.

He ain't there.

I told him to pack his little black bag and move along.

I ain't got no more time to mess with him.

I thought he was the one who was going to take over your practice.

I couldn't trust my family to a superstitious quack like him.

Why, his favorite medicine is moldy bread.

You'll still be living in the dark ages.

Whatever it is you're cooking here, it sure is putting out the fumes.

It's my first try at a cure, Jed.

Flipping through over yonder.

30 or 40 more batches and I may have found what's going to rid the world of Granny's complaint.

Well, even if you don't, you have hit upon a surefire way of taking the leaves off trees.

What are you going to do with me?