- Britt Reid: We have a mutual friend, Batman - millionaire Bruce Wayne. In fact, I'm having lunch with him today.
- Batman: Oh? Give him my regards.
- Commissioner Gordon: We were just discussing a criminal, Mr. Reid, with whom you are no doubt familiar - The Green Hornet - from your own bailiwick.
- Chief O'Hara: Just between us boys, Mr. Reid, we have to suspect he'll be pullin' some shenanigans in our own bailiwick.
- Britt Reid: The Green Hornet? In Gotham City? Well, that shouldn't disturb you, Batman. Your name is legend among crime-fighters.
- Batman: Legends are sometimes highly overrated, Mr. Reid.
- Chief O'Hara: 'Twill be the Green Hornet who's overrated, Batman, if he tries to tangle with you and Robin.
- Batman: For which we must prepare ourselves.
- Batman: You satanic, mad stamp man!
- Colonel Gumm: Satanic, Batman? Who knows? But mad stamp-man? Perhaps.
- [laughs]
- Reprint: We have visitors, boss.
- Colonel Gumm: What, in the middle of my midnight snack? I've just warmed up this alphabet soup.
- Reprint: [more urgent] Masked vistors!
- Colonel Gumm: [drops his spoon] Batman and Robin?
- The Green Hornet: [enters heroically] Not Batman and Robin!
- Britt Reid: [during luch at hte Gotham Hampshire Hotel, several girls are modeling the latest in frilly fashion] Oh, that is beautiful. Buautiful! What's it called?
- 1st Model: Shirley.
- Britt Reid: A peignoir named Shirley?
- 1st Model: No, I'm Shirley, Lingerie Bazaar. Off at six...
- Bruce Wayne: [looking at the lingerie] Yes, very lovely. What size is it?
- Jan Watson: 555... Dash... 5555.
- Bruce Wayne: Size five million, five hundred fifty-five thousand, five hundred fifty-five?
- Jan Watson: No. That's my telephone number. Ask for June.
- Colonel Gumm: I wish she'd stop talking to that pink mutt and talk to me.
- Block: I think she was talking to you, boss.
- Colonel Gumm: Well, I'll soon find out.
- Cancelled: How, Colonel?
- Colonel Gumm: As you boys grow older and more experienced, you'll find there more than one way to skin a pink cat.
- Narrator: [narrating] While, from a pink factory with a green intruder, we go to brick-colored stately Wayne Manor and a red Batphone.
- Britt Reid: Who's idea was this?
- Bruce Wayne: Pinky invited me to lunch, and you invited her. Thank you.