You have the morals of a dog. [He wrinkles his nose.] And probably the fleas of one too.

[Ivar can tell Dodger is trying to get at him, but he's not stupid enough to take the bait.] Now, now. I thought we were supposed to have a truce. [He gives Dodger one of his chilling looks, the kind filled with no empathy or conscience whatsoever.] Think about your daughter. If she shows up here, think about all the things I could to a pretty little girl.

[That's the difference between them. Ivar's not above hurting or even killing a child if it suits his purpose.]