G1 Guard #1
[two guards watch Creedy via CCTV, when the lights go out, V captures him and starts Ludwig van Beethoven's Symphony No.5 playing]
What's he doing in the dark there?
G2 Guard #2
Creepy Creedy. Not sure I want to know.
Sutler can no longer trust you, can he, Mr Creedy? And we both know why. After I destroy Parliament, his only chance will be to offer them someone else, some other piece of meat. And who will that be? You, Mr Creedy. A man as smart as you has probably considered this. A man as smart as you probably has a plan. That plan is the reason Sutler no longer trusts you. It's the reason you're being watched right now, why there are eyes and ears in every room of this house and a tap on every phone.
Creedy Bollocks.
Oh, a man as smart as you, I think, knows otherwise.
Creedy What do you want?
Sutler. Come now, Mr Creedy, you knew this was coming. You knew that one day, it'd be you or him. That's why Sutler's been kept underground for "security purposes". That's why there are several of your men close to Sutler. Men that can be counted on. All you have to do is say the word.
Creedy What do I get out of this deal?
Me. [lifts a chalk up to Creedy] If you accept, put an X on your front door.
Creedy [lifts his hand to take the chalk]
Why should I trust you?
Because it's the only way you're going to stop me.
[Creedy takes the chalk]
Every day, gentlemen. Every day that brings us closer to November. Every day that man remains free is one more failure! 347 days, gentlemen! 347 failures!
Creedy Chancellor, we do not have the adequate force to...
We are being buried beneath the avalanche of your inadequacies, Mr Creedy!!
[confronting a helpless Sutler]
At last, we finally meet. I have something for you, Chancellor. A farewell gift. For all the things you've done, for the things you might have done, and for the only thing you have left. [places a rose in Sutler's coat] Goodbye, Chancellor. Mr Creedy?
Creedy Disgusting. [executes Sutler with his revolver] Now that's done with. It's time to have a look at your face. Take off your mask.
Creedy [Creedy nods and two Fingermen approach V; one tries to remove his mask, but V kills them both]
Defiant until the end, huh? You won't cry like him, will you? You're not afraid of death. You're like me.
The only thing that you and I have in common, Mr Creedy, is we are both about to die.
Creedy [scoffs]
How do you imagine that's going to happen?
With my hands around your neck.
Creedy Bollocks. What are you going to do, huh? We've swept this place. You've got nothing. Nothing but your bloody knives and your fancy karate gimmicks. We have guns!
No. What you have are bullets and the hopes that when your guns are empty, I'm no longer standing. Because if I am, you'll all be dead before you've reloaded.
Creedy That's impossible! [Raises his revolver and thumbs back the hammer] Kill him.
[Creedy and his men open fire on V. After their guns are empty, with many rounds fired, V starts to keel, but then straightens and inhales deeply]
My turn.
Creedy [V keeps his word and kills all of Creedy's 12 remaining men with his knives, while Creedy frantically reloads his revolver] [Starts shooting the approaching V]
Die! Die! Why won't you die?! [His gun clicks empty] Why won't you die?
[Gasping]
Beneath this mask, there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask, there is an idea, Mr Creedy. And ideas are bullet-proof!
[V grabs Creedy by the neck, lifts him up and pins him to the fence; within seconds there is a sickening snap, and Creedy goes limp. V pulls off a steel breastplate full of punctures (which he was wearing to prevent the bullets from puncturing his organs) and staggers away, bleeding to death from his wounds.]
