The Hunchback of Notre Dame1996

Frollo:
Oh, the real war, Captain, is what you see before you. For twenty years, I have been taking care of the gypsies, one...by...one. [On each of the last three words, Frollo crushes one of three ants on a tile. He flips the tile over, revealing scores of ants scurrying around underneath.] And yet, for all of my success, they have thrived. I believe they have a safe haven, within the walls of this very city. A nest, if you will. They call it the Court of Miracles.

Phoebus:
What are we going to do about it, sir? [Frollo slams the tile back down upside down, crushing the remainder of the ants.] You make your point perfectly clear, sir.