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Batboy! The Floogle Gang
is getting ready to charge.

What should we do?

We shall do the moral thing, Rubin.
The noble thing. Run!

But wait. It just so happens
I have here in my weapons belt,

a tiny vial of secret gas

that paralyzes gangsters
just long enough to take them away to jail.

The capture of the Floogle Gang
means the end of the mysterious killings

plaguing Cosmopolis City.

Hand me a tissue from
the glove compartment, will you, Rube?

Batboy! Batboy!
Look what's in the glove compartment.

A pair of gloves.

Didn't you ever see gloves
in a glove compartment?

With hands in them! Another victim.

The villain must still be at large.

Quickly. Onto our secret Bat-O-Cycle.

Obviously, the killings were not the work
of the Floogle Gang, but the Fleagle Gang.

We'll swing down on the fiends
and surprise them.

Missed. Missed.

Missed. Missed. Missed.

Deftly, I clamber up the wall

and place the loop over the post
and pull it tight with a deft jerk.

Okay, you deft jerk,
let's go into our routine.

Hup, ho. Hep, whee. Let's go.
Top of the skyscraper.

Hoo, ha. Whee.

Whee, ha. Ho, hee, hee. Ha, ho.
Top of the sk... Ooh.

Uh-oh. Look.
The meanest dead-end kids in Cosmopolis.

The Fleagle Gang.

Sha-bwoy-ha!

Run!

But, Batboy, haven't you got
some little old tiny vial of secret gas

in your belt to stop them?

Here's a secret gas
that rids the body of offending odors.

Wait, that's my deodorant.

Aha! The secretest vial
containing the secretest weapon of all.

Tiny hairbrushes.

Boy, if these weren't dead-end kids before,
their ends will be dead now.

And now we deftly swing away
on our rope.

Hey, look!

Hold the phone.

This is obviously the work
of the same murderer of the other bodies.

Quick.

To the Bat-O-Wagon.

There's only one gang left in Cosmopolis
that could have done this.

The Flurgle Gang.

Once again, I deftly toss a rope.

And here we go
to the hideout of the Flurgle Gang.

Drop your weapons, you fiends.

You, uh, monsters.

Whoa, whoa.

Put away your vials, your weapons,
your mechanical devices, Batboy.

This situation calls for manly wrestling.

Right.

Fla-boi-gan!

Take out your vials, your weapons,
your mechanical devices, Batboy.

- This situation calls for dirty fighting.
- Right.

Well, that takes care of the Flurgle Gang.
There will be no more murders.

What a day.

Sometimes I wonder
why you keep knocking yourself out

with this Batboy schtick.

- It don't pay, you know.
- Rubin,

there are other things in life
besides money.

Finer things.

Like power.

Now, hang up my cape
like a good fellow.

Golly. Another body.

But the Fleagle and Flurgle gangs
are all wiped out.

Then the villain
can only be one other person.

Oh, my eye.

Yes, Rubin.
The victim is dispatched in the same way.

Two tiny holes in the victim's big toe.

Two tiny holes punched by me.

For you see,
I am no furshlugginer ordinary Batboy.

I am...

a vampire Batboy.

That was awesome-sauce.

Greetings. Bat-Mite here.

As an all-powerful being
from the fifth dimension,

I can look in on any version
of Batman ever imagined.

And believe me,
there are some weird versions out there.

Today, I'll be your guide

as we visit different renditions
of the Caped Crusader

in a little collection of stories
I like to call,

"Batman's Strangest Cases."

Let's just get on with the show already.

Welcome again.

To begin our little jaunt
through the Bat-multiverse,

I suggest a stop in Japan.

Hang on for an adventure in Bat-Manga.

In our last episode, Batman and Robin,

once again triumphed
over their archenemy, Lord Death Man,

after he returned from the grave.

But this time, will their most cunning
adversary stay buried?

I'll bet this is the first time anyone has been
buried twice in the same grave.

In any case, it's over now.

There is no way even he could escape
from the grave again.

What's going on?
Why is it suddenly so dark?

Robin?

Ugh, that laugh. Lord Death Man.

Batman, you fool.

Do you really think that I, Lord Death Man,
can be stopped so easily?

What you caught
was merely the shadow of death

which can slip your fingers
at any time.

I've come back from the grave
to destroy you.

Ghoul! Take that.

Bruce, you had the nightmare again,
didn't you?

Yes, Dick.
Another dream about Lord Death Man.

They keep me up all night
and make me tired all day.

And here I thought
coming to Mr. Star's party

would be a nice diversion.

I'd rather sleep.

Ladies and gentlemen,
your attention please.

This afternoon, for your entertainment,

you will see a man
literally buried alive,

only to emerge from the ground
an hour later completely unharmed.

- What?
- Lower him.

Now cover him in dirt.

Bruce, it's been 60 minutes.

I know.
He's certain to have run out of oxygen.

He's dead!

Wait, wait, wait.
Don't rush to any conclusions.

Look closer.

- He's grinning.
- He's alive.

As you see, I live.

It's a secret yoga method.

Secret yoga method?

That's right. Using the ancient
Hindu art of slowed yoga breathing,

one can appear
to stop their breath and heartbeat.

The appearance of death
is quite convincing.

That's it. Come on, Dick. We're leaving.

Mr. Wayne, so soon?

Lord Death Man was using
the same secret yoga method.

He made himself appear to be dead,
then his friends came and dug him up.

He's gone!

Always one step ahead. Hmm.

"Batman, I offer you this coffin as a gift.

Lord Death Man."

Batman and Robin,
I see you've uncovered my secret.

However, this will be the last time
we will meet.

Batman!

Batman has taken a lead bullet
straight to the underworld.

Curse you, Lord Death Man.

It's time for Batman's funeral. Bury him.

Huh?

So just playing dead, eh?

Take the wheel, Robin.

Speed up and drive in circles,
creating a centrifugal force.

You got it.

That finishes the goons.

Where's Lord Death Man?

He's taken to the skies.

I'll take care of you
meddling fools myself.

It's a bomb.

Activating smoke screen.

Rats. I can't see
through all of this smoke.

Power lines!

No! No!

Lord Death Man has paid the price
for his villainy.

Though I'm certain
he parachuted away to safety.

I'm sure we shall meet again.

Lord Death Man parachuted to safety.
Right.

Who doesn't love English dubbing
on Japanese animation?

Now, over the years,

Batman has worked side by side
with the world's greatest detectives.

Sherlock Holmes.

Elongated Man.

And, of course,
the most famous sleuth of modern times,

that brilliant,
brave crime-solving canine,

Scooby-Doo.

Like, there he is, Scoob.

Our favorite wacky songster,
"Weird Al" Yankovic.

"Another One Rides the Bus."

Scooby-Doo, Batman and Weird Al.

It's the holy trinity of pop culture.

We have five tickets
for Mystery Incorporated.

For real? You actually wanna go inside?

Why not? Al's show is great.

The show, yeah. But the theater?
Well, it's your funeral.

I wanna thank everybody
for coming out tonight.

Uh, both of you.

Uh, do I have the right night?

Small crowd for a sold-out show.

Everyone else has been scared away
by the Footlight Phantom.

Footlight Phantom?

The gruesome ghost
that haunts this old theater.

Beware. Beware.

Zoinks!

Like, it's the Footlight Phantom.

Hey, there's no fog machine in this number.
Get off the stage.

Like, the Phantom got Weird Al.

And I've got the Phantom.

Let's see who he really is.

I'll bet it's that snarky ticket girl.

Or, like, that creepy usher dude.

The Joker?

The Joker. Yikes!

Don't forget his perfidious partner,
the Penguin.

You said your goony ghost routine
would scare away any interlopers.

Don't ruffle your feathers.

I have a permanent solution
for these meddling kids.

For the setup, we have the mutt,
the kids and the sharks.

And for the punch line,
I add a huge pile of Scooby Snacks.

- Who wants a treat?
- Uh, not me.

Good doggy.

We'd love to watch you feed the fishies,
but we're on a scavenger hunt.

Ta-ta.

Don't do it, Scoob.

I can't help myself.

No!

Hang on, Scooby-Doo.

I don't believe it.

Like, it's Batman and Robin.

Hey, kids, we hope you're
enjoying our adventure with Scooby-Doo,

but we'd like to take a moment
to talk about

what to do in case
you get attacked by a shark.

That's right, Batman.

Shark attacks can be scary,
but you can defend yourself

with a Bat-Aquatic-Menace-Neutralizer.
Make sure it's on the proper setting.

If a shark grabs your cape, don't panic.

Any quality crime-fighting cape

should be equipped
with a quick-release collar.

Of course, my cape has been soaked in
shark repellant for just such an occasion.

Remember these tips, and you'll know
what to do if a shark attacks.

We sure are lucky you happened by,
Caped Crusaders.

We've been on Joker and Penguin's trail
for a while.

They learned this old theater
once belonged to the notorious gangster,

Benny "Bulldog" Benson.

Of course.

I read that Bulldog
hid a fortune in the theater,

but died before he could recover it.

That's what they meant when they said
they were going on a scavenger hunt.

Right. The old place is scheduled
to be torn down.

Jok...

You see this?

Someone mispainted Batman's neck.

I hate that.

And Penguin are trying
to scare everyone away

so they can find the money first.

Well, I've got a plan
to turn the tables on those two.

You do that, Fred.

Uh, Scoob and I will wait in the Batmobile,
where it's safe.

I think I know
what Fred has in mind, Shaggy.

And you'll be safe
if you do exactly as we say.

Like, I was afraid he'd say that.

We've gone over every inch
of this theater

and there's still no sign
of Bulldog's fortune.

Yes, it's enough to put a frown
even on my jolly face.

Hey. Who's fooling with the lights?

It's me, you rats.

Bulldog Benson.

- It's really him.
- Or his ghost.

Throw down your weapons, you mugs.

Now, uh, take it easy, Bulldog.

- It was just a joke, see?
- Yeah?

Well, I ain't laughing.

I want youse clowns out of here,
like, now.

Sure, Bulldog, sure. Uh...

Go on, before I knock
that silly smile off your face.

My, my, Bulldog.
You've come all undone.

Yikes!

Like, um, trick or treat.

Freeze, you two.

Batman and Robin.

Exit stage left.

You know,
back when this show was made,

Batman couldn't even throw a punch.

Lucky for us, I possess near-infinite
reality-warping magical powers.

Let the Bat-fight begin.

Hm?

Hey, guys. Look what I found.

Weird Al?

Joker's trap door slid me
right into the theater's old elevator shaft.

Luckily, there was all this cash
at the bottom to break my fall.

So the only question now is
what to do with it.

We can't return it to Bulldog Benson.

Like, we could split it up.

Or I could use it
to finance my lifelong dream

to turn the old Music Hall

into the Polka and Novelty Song
Hall of Fame.

Or we could, like, split it up.

My good friend millionaire Bruce Wayne
is a big polka fan.

I'm reasonably sure
he'd match your contribution, Al.

That's wonderful, Batman. Done.

Or, like, we could still split it up.

We did it, gang.
Let's celebrate with a polka.

Classic.

Of course,
that's just the tip of the Bat-berg.

My Bat-trophy room goes on forever.

So don't forget to join me next time
for another edition of "Bat-Mite Presents."

Ooh, my favorite episode.

That's all, folks.