Gangster: Oh, that sorry ass dickhead... What the fuck they call you?
Agent 47: Names are for friends...so I don't need one.
Gangster 1: We got an intruder, Scoop. Some motherfucker busted in on Jay-Z's watch.
Scoop: You know, I don't like uninvited guests.
Gangster 2 (Jay-Z): I was gonna bust a cap in his ass Scoops, but I remembered what you was sayin' about playin' it cool, yo, and I tried to play it cool, but the crackhead got by me, that all.
Scoop: So, it was my orders that caused the problem, is that what you're tryin' to say?
Gangster 2: [Growing apprehensive] Nah Scoops, I ain't sayin' that shit!
Scoop: I'd like to teach you a lesson in personal responsiblity, Jay, but seeing as we've got an intruder on the premesis, I'm a little pressed for time, so I'm afraid you'll have to be a lesson in personal responsibility.
Scoop draws a gun and shoots Jay
The two remaining gangsters in the room join in and shoot Jay's corpse several more times
Scoop: Those wishing to avoid becoming correlative to Jay's theory of accountability, had better get moving! Check upstairs, downstairs, inside, outside - now.