Kill the Batman (The Dark Knight)

[The Joker interrupts the meeting of mob bosses] Joker: [fake laughter done in a deadpan voice] Ha ha ha ha, hahaha, ha, ha, ha, oh, a-hee-hee, ha ha, oh, hee hee, hee ha, ahaha. [returns to normal voice] I thought my jokes were bad. Gambol: Give me one reason why I shouldn't have my boy here pull your head off. Joker: How 'bout a magic trick? [he slams a pencil into the table, point first] I'm gonna make this pencil disappear. [Gambol's henchman tries to attack him; in one swift motion the Joker then slams the man's head into the pencil, forcing the entire pencil through his eye socket; the man falls over dead] Joker: Ta-daa! [looks at where the pencil was with mock surprise] It's…it's gone! Oh, and by the way, the suit? It wasn't cheap. You ought to know, you bought it. Gambol: That's it. [rises from his chair] The Chechen: I want to hear, proposition. Joker: Let's wind the clock back a year. These cops and lawyers wouldn't dare cross any of you. I mean, what happened? Did-did your balls drop off, hm? You see, a guy like me… Gambol: A freak. [The men in the room laugh] Joker: …A guy like me…look, listen, I know why you choose to have your little [clears throat] "group therapy sessions" in broad daylight, I know why you're afraid to go out at night: The Batman. See, Batman has shown Gotham your true colors. Unfortunately, Dent…he's just the beginning, and as–as for th-the television's so-called "plan", Batman has no jurisdiction. He'll find him and make him squeal. I know squealers when I see them, and…[points at the televised Lau] The Chechen: What do you propose? Joker: It's simple. We, uh…kill the Batman.