The Riddler: Ha ha! What a marvelous piece of riddling genius that was! But I've only started with the Caped Crusaders. I'm going to confound them with conundrums, unnerve them with enigmas, perplex them with puzzles... until they wish they were dead.
Down: And then what, Riddler?
The Riddler: Then, my jig-saw jackanapes, then I'll grant their wish.
(finding a note pinned to a bank door)
Robin: Another bulletin from Riddler?
Batman: I'm afraid so, Robin. And look at this! Only the Riddler and his ilk would have such a flagrant disregard for private property. This door will have to be repaired!
Professor Charm: I can't wait to put my demolecularizer in your hands and watch the members of the Gotham City Science Institute quake at my handiwork.
The Riddler: They still won't let you join, professor?
Professor Charm: I'm a high-school dropout.
The Riddler: So am I.
Alfred: I understand that the Gotham City Bakers Guild has prepared a rather unique cake in your honor and wishes you and Master Robin to, eh, pose for the sculptured, eh, marshmallow figures of yourselves which will top the confection.
Batman: How could I have forgotten? Thank you, Alfred.
Batman: I did think it would all end differently, somehow less ignominiously. To drown in my own anniversary cake.
Narrator: Can this be true? Batman and Robin caught in a quicksand cake-mix? Is the party really over? Will Happy Anniversary be an epitaph for the Dynamic Duo? To see if they sink or swim, tune in tomorrow. Same Bat-Time, Same Bat-Channel!!!