An American Tail: The Treasure of Manhattan Island1998

[At the Les Club Des Grands Fromages]

Police Chief McBrusque:
So me and the boys cornered the little rabble-rouser, see? Then he looks at me and asks, "Have you no mercy?" So I says, "Wait, now. Let me check. As a matter of fact, no!" And that's when we let him have it. [laughs cockily]

Mr. Toplofty:
Bravo. [he, Mr. Grasping, and O'Bloat chuckle and applaud]

Police Chief McBrusque:
The way I see it, every time a ship docks in the harbor, we get a new load of troublemakers. So it's my job to keep them in line. [drinks his wine]

Mr. Toplofty:
That is why we pay you. [throws a sack of money to McBrusque, who catches it in his hat]

Police Chief McBrusque:
For which I am most grateful.

[there's a knock on the door, the butler comes in holding Scuttlebutt]

Butler:
A Mr. Scuttlebutt, sirs.

Scuttlebutt:
Begging your pardons, gents.

Mr. Grasping:
Come in, come in.

Mr. Toplofty:
Uh, Chief McBrusque, have you two met?

Police Chief McBrusque:
Well, I don't see any broken bones, so probably not! [he and the factory owners laugh; Scuttlebutt chuckles nervously]

Mr. O'Bloat:
Scuttlebutt here works for Dr. Dithering, a pack rat who lives up in the museum on 79th.

Mr. Toplofty:
[pours a glass of wine for Scuttlebutt] We support Dr. Dithering's research as part of our public "commitment to culture", but, um--

Mr. Grasping:
What Dithering doesn't know is... Scuttlebutt reports... to us.

Mr. Toplofty:
Yes, just in case the good doctor digs up something we might like to keep for ourselves.

Scuttlebutt:
Well, then, gents. [drinks his wine] Interested in a treasure map?