The Dark Knight
The Dark Knight

The Joker: [in a warehouse next to a mountain of money] Tell your men they work for me now. This is my city. The Chechen: They won't work for a freak... The Joker: [mocking his accent] A freak... [pulls out his switchblade and tosses it to some goons, who grab the Chechen] The Joker: Why don't we cut you up into little pieces and feed you to your pooches? Hmm? And then we'll see how

loyal a hungry dog really is. It's not about money... it's about sending a message. Everything burns!