"I suppose I can egg-stricate this Mr Spock from his medical malady, if it also egg-stracts me from this prison cell," said Egghead, and proceeded to prepare another tear gas egg. Fortunately Warden Creighton's Progressive Penal Palate Policy had ensured that the prison kitchen was well stocked with both eggs and onions, which were the essential ingredients in Egghead's tear gas formula.
Egghead then threw the onion egg at Spock. It burst on contact with his somewhat covered forehead and soon brought Spock back to normal health.
"Mr Batman," said Spock, "I congratulate you on a very logical deduction in determining how to cure my condition."
"You were aware of what I was saying while in that state?" said Batman.
"Yes, it was only my laughter and subsequently my brief spate of crying that I couldn't control," said Spock, "My cognitive functions remained largely unimpaired throughout that ordeal."
"Along with your modesty," grunted McCoy.
Warden Creighton was just about to sign Egghead's release papers when his telephone rang. He took the call and then told Batman it was Commissioner Gordon for him.
"Batman, you know of that underworld bar on the river front?" said Gordon.
"Yes Commissioner. I recall having to rescue Bruce Wayne from Penguin, Joker, Riddler and the disguised Catwoman there, when she was calling herself Miss Kitka."
"Witnesses have called to report that a woman with an automatic rifle has got several criminals all bailed up inside, and is continuing to fire haphazardly through the damaged windows," said Gordon.
"Ma Parker? Black Widow? Zelda?"
"They're all still locked up here," said Warden Creighton, "One-shot villains don't tend to get early releases."
"It must be someone new," said Batman, "We'll head for the dock now."
"You saved Spock's life. We'd like to help," said Kirk.
"You unfroze us. But it sounds like your help couldn't hurt," said Batman, "Except it's problematic to keep squeezing you all into the Batmobile, awake or not."
"I can fly the saucer, if we can use it again," said Uhura.
"I guess I can permit it," said Warden Creighton, "Commissioner Gordon hasn't taken possession of it yet anyway."
The Enterprise away teams climbed aboard the saucer and followed the Batmobile from the air, until they reached the docks.
An elderly woman was wearing a mask around her eyes and still blasting away at the bar.
"Mercy alive! There's just too many of you criminals on the loose. I'll take care of that!" she shouted.
"Wholly dual personalities!" said Dick, "That's exactly what Aunt Harriet said. I heard her when we were walking into the study, just before we changed to Batman and Robin."
"That logo she's painted onto the back of her shirt might be another clue," said Batman.
They looked closely to see that Dick's machine gun toting Aunt had labeled herself 'DIRTY HARRIET.'
"What could have caused my Aunt to go around the bend like this?" asked Robin.
"We'll have to figure that out later," said Batman, "And until we do, we'll also have to try to bring an apprehended Harriet Cooper into Wayne Manor without unmasking her. It's a good thing that Kirk's officers are not really Gotham City Policemen."
Inside the underworld bar, Cassandra Spellcraft, Minerva, Siren, Lola Lasgna, Nora Clavicle and Olga were all wondering how to escape from the now homicidal elderly lady known only as Dirty Harriet.
"We can't get out without being shot down in an instant," said Minerva.
"She'll only shoot in our direction if she can see us," said Dr Cassandra, "Each of you take one of these and we'll head out the front door, while she's still firing at the windows."
She handed them some pills. They each swallowed their tablets and turned invisible.
Dirty Harriet drew closer to the window and took a look inside, but couldn't see the newly reformed Ladies Crime Club anywhere.
"Captain, sensors from my portable tricorder indicate several life forms emerging from the bar," said Spock.
"But there's nobody there," said Kirk.
"Correction, nobody visible," said Spock, "the logical conclusion."
"Kirk to Enterprise," said Kirk, "Wait thirty seconds and then beam down an unarmed warhead with the same dye we use for shooting at cloaked alien space craft, sending it to a position a few meters above where this communicator is coming from. Alright Spock, lead me to them with your tricorder."
Kirk and Spock ran after the invisible Ladies Crime Club. Kirk threw his communicator over the estimated position of their heads, so that it landed on the ground in the direction they were heading. From the Enterprise transporter, the makeshift dye bomb materialized just above Kirk's fallen communicator, fell to the ground, burst open and released dye all over the fleeing women. Uhura and Scotty stunned them, and made their arrests.
"Thank you, officers!" called Batman, "They're your prisoners now. But whatever happens, leave Dirty Harriet to Robin and me!"