The Dark Knight2008

[The Joker meets the Chechen in a warehouse; Lau is tied up on the top of the pile]

The Chechen:
Not so crazy as you look.

The Joker:
I told you, I'm a man of my word. Where's the Italian?

The Chechen:
Joker man, what you do with all your money?

The Joker:
You see, I'm, a guy of simple taste: I enjoy dynamite, and gunpowder... and gasoline! [Joker's men douse the money with gasoline]

The Chechen:
What the - ? [The Joker brandishes a pistol at him]

The Joker:
Ah ah ah. You know the thing that they have in common? They're cheap.

The Chechen:
You said you were a man of your word.

The Joker:
Oh, I am. I'm only burning my half. [throws the Chechen's cigar onto the money, setting it ablaze] All you care about is money. This town deserves a better class of criminal, and I'm gonna give it to 'em. Tell your men they work for me now. This is my city.

The Chechen:
They won't work for a freak!

The Joker:
[mocking the Chechen's accent] "Freak"... [normal voice] Why don't we cut you up into little pieces and feed you to your pooches? Hm? And then we'll see how loyal a hungry dog really is! [Joker's men drag the Chechen away] It's not about money... It's about... sending a message. Everything burns!