- Holy glue pot! What's going on? - The fiends!

We need more than gestures to stop that fiend.

And so, my fine, "finkish" friends...

- Now, my fine, fishy finks... - [ Giggles ]

Fine day for penguins. Looks like rain.

- Diabolical, I'm being driven out of my senses. - Precisely the fiend's intention, commissioner.

This is your captain speaking, my fine-pinioned pirates.

There are still lingering traces of my finely filtered Penguin gas.

I'm sure that you and your fine force of men in blue...

[ Man Narrating ] This yacht is bringing...

a revolutionary scientific invention to Gotham City.

On a peaceful afternoon motor ride...

millionaire Bruce Wayne and his youthful ward, Dick Grayson...

have been summoned back to Wayne Manor...

by an urgent but anonymous call for help.

The invention and its custodian...

are reported in grave danger aboard the yacht.

Never ones to shirk responsibility...

Bruce and Dick- with characteristic speed and resolve-

descend promptly to the Batcave.