Batman: Hand me the Bat-Detector, Robin.
Robin: Roger. I'll tune it in for super laugh-track sensitivity.
Batman: The agile crook also managed to slip an induction receiving antenna into your... left... trouser leg. Exhibit B.
Commissioner Gordon: Yes! Now I remember. Some oddly-costumed fellow did bump into me on the subway this morning.
Robin: Gosh, Batman, if we could just puzzle out how funny money is handed out by a bank.
Batman: Good thinking, Robin! Time for us to fishing, if you ask me.
Chief O'Hara: Fishing?
Commission Gordon: But where, Batman?
Batman: Where the fishing is always best, Commissioner. From a shady bank.
Josie: Those sure are nifty robots, Joker.
The Joker: Oh, comically lifelike, aren't they? They were my manual training project last spell I did in that filthy penitentiary.
The Joker: I'll have it! By all the saints of wicker mirth, I'll have it! The last laugh will still be mine!
Batman: I regret to say, no unusual indications. We're dealing with a perfectly normal robot.
Narrator: Indignity of indignities! Robin printed into a comic book! Bruce Wayne his old chum's killer? For the crushing finale, tune in tomorrow! Same Bat-Time, Same Bat-Channel!!!