GOLD HAT: We are Federales . . . You know, the mounted police.
DOBBS: If you’re the police, where are your badges?
GOLD HAT: [puzzled pause] “Badges? We ain’t got no badges. We don’t need no badges! [angry] I don’t have to show you any stinking badges!
Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948)
The thinking at the White House, as noted at Whiskey Bar.