An American Tail: The Treasure of Manhattan Island1998

[Scuttlebutt told the factory owners about Cholena]

Mr. Grasping:
An Indian?

Scuttlebutt:
Uh-huh.

Mr. Toplofty:
Oh, that's charming. First you let Mousekewitz tell you what to do. Now his son is giving that little princess a guided tour! We have to find her fast!

Mr. O'Bloat:
Forget about her. What about the rest of them? Good gravy. A tribe of savages under our feet? What if they invade us?

Police Chief McBrusque:
Ah, they wouldn't stand a chance against my boys.

Scuttlebutt:
And what makes you so sure?

Police Chief McBrusque:
Well, for one thing, WE DON'T FIGHT FAIR!! [chokes Scuttlebutt with his billy club]

Scuttlebutt:
Oh. That does make a difference. [he falls off of McBrusque's billy club]

Mr. Grasping:
You're all missing a point. These Indians are the answer to our problems with the workers.

Mr. O'Bloat:
Are you mad?

Mr. Grasping:
Not at all. The best way to keep those malingerers in line is to provide them and us with a common enemy.

Mr. Toplofty:
I see. We set ourselves up as the workers' champions and protectors.

Mr. Grasping:
And turn them against the Indians.

Mr. O'Bloat:
Of course, there'll be horrible losses among the workers.

Mr. Toplofty:
But If we're clever about it, most of them will be anarchists and miscreants in the crowd. [chuckles]

Mr. Grasping:
Gentlemen, a toast to us. The friends of the working mouse. [he, Mr. Toplofty, & Mr. O'Bloat laugh as they toast]