Yeah, someone wouldn't mind seeing our old pals out of the way

Joker:
Tsk, tsk. And to think those tax money would pay these jerks. Arthur Reeves:
You! Joker:
That's right, Artie. Bring in the press, why don't you. What a photo op! The councilman and his wacky pal. Arthur Reeves:
You're no friend of mine. Joker:
Oh, Artie, I'm crushed! How and ho the mighty forget. Don't you remember? You, me, Sally and the gang? Arthur Reeves:
What are you talking about? I never met them or you. I work for Beaumont. I didn't know what he was doing. Joker:
But you knew it afterwards and put it to good use, eh? Arthur Reeves:
What do you want? Joker:
To find out who's iced the old gang. Arthur Reeves:
Haven't you read the papers? It's Batman. Joker:
[pressing his joy buzzer]
Wrong. It ain't the bat. Nope, nope, nope. I've seen the guy. He looks more like the Ghost of Christmas Future. Nowhere near as cute as Batboy. Arthur Reeves:
You're saying it was someone else? Joker:
Yeah, someone wouldn't mind seeing our old pals out of the way