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[announcer] The Adventures of Batman with Robin, Boy Wonder.

Batman and Robin, Dynamic Duo against crime and corruption,

whose real identities as millionaire philanthropist Bruce Wayne

and his young ward, Dick Grayson,

are known only to Alfred, the faithful butler.

Ever alert, they respond swiftly to a signal from the police.

And moments later, from the secret Batcave deep beneath Wayne Manor

they roar out to protect life, limb and property

as Batman and Robin, caped crime fighters.

Batman and Robin, scourge of Gotham City's kooky criminals:

The Joker, Clown Prince of Crime.

The Penguin, pudgy purveyor of perfidy.

And the cool, cruel Mr. Freeze.

Watch out, villains, here come Batman and Robin.

[narrator] Gotham Municipal Park,

where, in an exact replica of a small French castle,

the famous jewels of King Charles the Great are on exhibit.

Beautiful, aren't they, Mr. Wayne?

And priceless too, Commissioner Gordon.

Are you sure they're quite safe from robbery?

Ha, ha! Indeed. We've organized maximum police security.

Besides, this glass is wired to an alarm system

so sensitive, one footstep, one touch, will set it off.

Sounds like maximum security, all right.

[narrator] But Dick Grayson has spoken too soon.

For, at this very moment, in her hideout outside of Gotham City,

the Catwoman lays a bold plan before her henchmen.

Tonight we steal the crown jewels.

What? The crown jewels?

Impossible.

How?

Nobody can get into that glass room without bringing every cop in the city.

[meows then laughs]

We don't try to get into the glass room.

We take the whole works, castle and all.

[narrator] Later that night, in stately Wayne Manor.

You look worried. What is it? The crown jewels?

Yes. Even though the police protection and the alarm are superlative.

You'd feel better if we double-checked?

You read my mind.

Beat you to the Batcave.

[Casey] You know, Murphy, no crook in his right mind would attempt to rob this place.

You're right, Casey.

Hey, what's that?

Saints preserve us!

They're stealing the whole castle!

[gunshots]

- Gunshots? - Yes. Coming from the park.

- Batman, look. - [Batman] Incredible.

To the scene of the crime.

I tell you, Batman.

It was over and done before a body could turn around.

"Now that the jewels are mine, I'll deal with the highest bidder.

The Catwoman."

Tell commissioner we'll be in touch.

Let's go, chum.

What do we do now, Batman?

We do nothing.

Bruce Wayne is going to do a little business with our feline friend.

What a perfect evening.

Those gems will make us rich beyond dreams.

We're over the hideout, Catwoman.

Lower away.

Drop the camouflage net.

Word's out. I alerted all our underworld contacts

that Bruce Wayne is ready to do business with Catwoman.

We should be hearing from her soon.

[narrator] Meanwhile, in his secret hideout, the Funhouse,

the Clown Prince of Crime reads of the Catwoman's caper.

Oh, that's rich.

What a magnificent crime.

I wish I had pulled it.

As a matter of fact, I think I shall.

[laughing]

[narrator] Now, back at Wayne Manor,

a shadowy figure stealthily stalks the library entrance.

[Catwoman] One false move, Mr. Bruce Wayne, and you're in for a long catnap.

I'm not armed, Catwoman, and as promised, there are no police here.

Purrfect. Then we can have a nice little talk.

Now, what is your offer for the crown jewels?

One million dollars.

Attractive.

But before I accept, I want to hear a few other bids.

Very well. But as a sign of good faith,

- here's a down payment of $100,000. - Mm.

A pleasure to do business with you, Mr. Wayne.

I'll be in touch.

[Bruce] Yes, I know you will, Catwoman, and much sooner than you think.

- Did it work? - Perfectly. I planted a homing device on her.

Give her a head start, then track her with the Batmobile radar system.

- How did you plant the homing device? - Ha-ha-ha.

As a matter of fact, Dick, it cost me $100,000.

[Catwoman] Purr. A hundred thousand big ones.

I like the way that man operates.

Lovely, cat lady.

You must take me in as your partner on the crown jewels caper.

Aah! Are you kidding, Joker?

I'll be your sales agent.

I'll guarantee you top dollar.

Forget it, you creepy comic.

Who needs you?

Sometimes I'm so clever I can't stand it.

From now on, my dear feline friend,

whither thou goest, I will go.

- [Robin] The signal blip's stopped moving. - Means she's back at her hideout.

And unless I miss my guess,

the castle is close by.

[Joker] The joke's on me if the castle and the jewels

aren't under that camouflage net yonder.

Okay, but how are we gonna get into the glass room for the jewels

without setting off the alarm?

We're not going to enter the glass room, my good man.

These fellows are gonna do it for us.

They're trained to respond to a dog whistle.

Hey, we got company.

- This is it, Robin. - Let's go get them.

But quietly. We need the element of surprise on our side.

Ha, ha! The caped creeps.

Pulling the old element-of-surprise bit.

- We'll fix that. - What are you doing?

[Joker] Sending a note to the Catwoman to warn her.

Then, while she's busy taking care of them,

we'll take care of the crown jewel.

Mm. What do you think, pet?

Should we grab Wayne's million and call it a day? Or should we—?

[snarling]

"Sharpen your claws, Catwoman. The Dynamic Do Dos are about to drop in."

Places, everybody.

[Robin] There's no one here, Batman.

Guess again, Boy Wonder.

Robin, look out.

Heh, oh, this is almost too easy.

Well done, boys.

The cheese will be on me.

[henchman] Those guys don't know when to quit.

As of now they do.

Stand clear.

[narrator] It certainly does look like quits for the Dynamic Duo.

Don't miss the exciting conclusion, coming up next.

[narrator] While unknown to her,

the Joker was stealing the results of her lawless labors…

Ha-ha-ha!

[narrator]… the fiendishly foul Catwoman prepares to seal the doom

of the overcome and unconscious Caped Crusaders.

Now, moments later,

the feline felon discovers she has been robbed.

[hisses]

The Joker. It could only have been he.

Come, we must find him.

We ain't got a chance.

He's got too much of a head start.

Besides, we don't even know what direction to look.

You forget, we have our own expert in tracking rodents.

Come, cheetah, I have work for you.

[narrator] Meanwhile, trapped inside the cave,

the Dynamic Duo slowly regain consciousness.

- Robin. Robin, are you all right? - I—

I guess so,

but let's get out of here.

I'm itching to catch up with that cat lady and her pack.

Easier said than done, chum. She's sealed off the entrance with a landslide.

Holy dilemma.

It's a big risk but our only chance.

Give me your Bat-grenades.

He's got the scent now.

Rev up the copter.

Go, get the mice, pet.

Let's go. Keep the cat in sight.

[snarls]

What a wonderful country, this.

Where else could a red-blooded boy like me

outwit the Catwoman,

make off with a million dollars' worth of jewels,

and make fools of Batman and Robin in the bargain?

You're gonna use a Batarang to set the grenades off?

[Batman] Check. When they explode, run for it.

We've got to get out before this whole mountain comes down.

- Ready? - Ready as I'll ever be.

Blast!

- I'm glad I'm not still in there. - Likewise.

Come on, chum. Let's blow this place and get back on Catwoman's trail.

Good, she's still got the homing device on her. Give her the gun, Robin.

- Look, the cheetah's leaving the road. - Of course.

He's just taking a short cut.

Now that grinning goon is going to get his.

[laughing]

What a lovely feeling,

to hold a cool million dollars' worth of jewels in my lap.

You know something, Joker?

I got a crazy feeling we're being followed.

Look. Behind us.

Catwoman's cheetah.

That female fiend is after us.

It's catching up to us, Joker. Step on it.

What do you think I'm doing?

They're trying to get away.

Close in for the kill.

The Catwoman, she's right on top of us, Joker.

Get away, you foul feline!

Get away from me!

[laughs]

Let me give you a lift, Mr. Funny-Man.

What are you doing? Let go of my car!

[Catwoman] Lift them up!

- Now what? - Head for the river.

They've changed direction, Robin. Make a quick left.

You wily wench, you'll pay dearly for this.

[Catwoman laughing]

My, but he's in a foul temper.

Let's cool him off a little.

- Dunk him. - My pleasure.

[both coughing]

What are you trying to do, drown me?

Not a bad idea, Joker.

And that's exactly what I will do,

unless you turn those jewels over to me at once.

No! No!

I stole those jewels fair and square.

They're mine now.

Fat lot of good they'll do you at the bottom of the river.

Now, do I get the jewels or do I dunk you like a doughnut all night?

Ugh! You win, you wicked witch!

- Pull me up! - Lower the rope ladder.

Batman, look.

[Batman] So the Joker's got his sticky fingers in this too, eh?

- Yeah. They're both getting away. - Not yet.

Stand by for Batapult. With luck, we can catch on to those pinchers.

- All set? - Fire away.

When we reach the top, flip up and in through the door.

- I'll get them from this side. - Check.

If we don't take them by surprise, we never will.

We will. One doesn't expect company to drop in while flying in a helicopter.

I promise you, you vile vixen,

I'll pay you back for this.

Meow. Now, now, don't be a poor sport, Joker.

And the same to you, Catwoman!

- Batman. The Dynamic Duo. - It can't be.

Stop. I don't know how you got out of that cave,

but I guarantee you won't get out of this alive.

[Batman] Don't bet on that.

All's well that ends well, eh, commissioner?

Yes. But it almost didn't end well.

The Catwoman almost unloaded the jewels before the Dynamic Duo caught up with her.

- Is that a fact? - It is.

Someone had given her 100,000 deposit on the jewels.

Really? Uh, ahem.

What happened to the money, commissioner?

It was confiscated by the city.

We're using it to purchase a better alarm system.

Just goes to show you that consorting with criminals

doesn't pay any more than crime itself.

Right, Bruce?

Uh, so it would seem, Dick.

Ha-ha-ha. So it would seem.

[narrator] Atop a penthouse terrace in Gotham City,

a large and gay crowd enjoys a charity bazaar.

As the piles of charity funds rise up,

an amazing thing happens at the wheel of fortune

where dolls are the prizes.

Moments later, in stately Wayne Manor…

[alarm buzzing]

Uh-oh! The Bat-signal. Let's go. To the Batmobile.

[Gordon] It's Doll Man again, Batman.

Back in action, bigger and worse than ever.

Hmm.

This doll is even more cunningly contrived than Doll Man's previous creations.

[Gordon] So is this groom doll which pulled off a heist at a big wedding party.

If only we knew where his hideout is.

And how he makes them. How he controls them.

[narrator] At this very moment, in a secret underground lair,

a large electronic map of Gotham City

is being studied by a sinister gnome-like man,

the infamous Doll Man.

[Doll Man] So my two little lovelies are in the hands of the police.

Well, no matter. They've done their work well.

And I have many more dolls to create a crime wave

the likes of which Gotham City has never seen.

Ha! The banker doll.

Just the model for my next cunning caper.

[narrator] Meanwhile, in the Batcave…

These dolls are automated and transistorized beyond belief, Robin.

But do they give us any clues, Batman?

Some. But we'll need more time.

Will you tell me where we're rushing?

Police have spotted a truck circling Gotham Bank

with the same license plates as the truck at the charity heist. DM-13-13.

Holy numerology. DM-13-13?

It's gotta stand for Doll Man and double bad luck.

Look, Batman. It's Doll Man's gang making a large withdrawal.

Dynamic Duo,

one more step and this plastic charge will close all our accounts.

Hold it, Robin.

- Hey. - Let's get them, chum.

Look out, Robin.

Take off. Fast.

- Doll Man must be in that truck. - To the Batmobile. Hurry.

Darn it, Batman. Doll Man got away.

Yes. He was ready for us this time. But he's got to make a mistake sometime.

Those cursed guardians of Gotham spoiled my banking career.

But they will not stop my next Lilliputian lollapalooza.

[laughing]

[narrator] The following day, at the Gotham City Museum,

Dynamic Duo confer with Commissioner Gordon.

[Gordon] This is the rare three-penny blue stamp,

over a century old and worth a million dollars.

That's just the kind of thing Doll Man loves to collect.

Maybe we ought to keep an eye on it.

I'm with you, chum. Let's stake out here.

[narrator] That night, after the museum doors are locked…

Okay, little man, I'll take that special delivery.

It's the dead letter office for you, short stuff.

You okay, Sir Batman?

Aye, Squire Robin. Got a bit of a tummy ache, that's all.

Lucky we used these tin tuxedos to hide in.

Yes, it saved my life and thwarted Doll Man's caper neatly.

But what doll gambit will he try next?

Again, the Caped Crusaders have defeated me.

Now I must stop them for good.

Here you are, folks. Dynamic Duo dolls. Twenty-five cents each.

The commissioner had no late clues on Doll Man's dastardly didos.

True. But I've got a funny feeling some of his malicious marionettes

- are about to strike hard. - Batman, look.

Batapult.

Holy booby traps, that was close.

Too close. Come on. Let's check the Batmobile.

Robin, it's time we turned the tables on our friend, the Doll Man.

Check, Batman. Let's do just that.

Scratch one, Batmobile.

My dolls! I didn't program them to return.

[Batman] No, but we did, Doll Man.

[Doll Man] The Caped Crusaders.

I will destroy you with my whole doll army.

- Spears to the right. - Daggers to the left.

Only one way to go.

Up.

I have just begun to fight.

[Batman] Into the valley of fire.

We're surrounded, Batman.

[Batman] Head them off at the pass.

That wraps it, chum.

[Robin] Except for Doll Man.

Holy blown-apart, a life-sized doll.

[Doll Man laughing]

[Robin] You belong on the shelf, little man, with the rest of the dolls.

But how did you find me?

I simply reversed your assassin doll's programming circuits.

They marched back home, we followed.

I will have to build my little men better next time.

You'll have plenty of time for that, bright eyes, in your new workshop

at Gotham Jail.

[laughing]

[theme music playing]