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!
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