𝓙: Y'keep the hell away from my little girl, scumbag.
𝓝: I think that's her decision, Sir.
𝓙: I'd suggest killin' ya but y'already dead ain't ya?
𝓝: You're very sharp, Joker.
𝓙: Ya quick tongue is outta line there, kid.
𝓝: J, I've been around a lot longer than you.
𝓙: What is it y'doin' here? Ye want money to stay away?
𝓝: No, Sir, just your daughter. I think it's my right to take her away from all this.
𝓙: What is *this*? Y'think ya can treat her better do ya? I know my little pun'kin better than she knows herself an' I'll not be lettin' her become Dracula's bride.
𝓝: You will, J. The more I come around here for her, the more you'll want rid of me and the only way you can achieve that is by letting me have her hand.
𝓙: Ya gone, kid. Just turn around and walk away.