N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

View Quote Interrogator: I am instructed to inform you that you have been convicted by special tribunal and that unless you are ready to offer your co-operation, you are to be executed. Do you understand what I'm telling you?
Evey: Yes.
Interrogator: Are you ready to co-operate?
Evey: No.
Interrogator: Very well. Escort Ms Hammond back to her cell. Arrange a detail of six men and take her out behind the chemical sheds and shoot her.
[Later, as Evey sits alone in her cell, holding Valerie Page's letter tightly, the door swings open.]
Guard: It's time.
Evey: I'm ready.
Guard: [hesitates] Look, all they want is one little piece of information. Just give them something, anything.
Evey: Thank you, but I'd rather die behind the chemical sheds.
Guard: Then you have no fear anymore. You're completely free.
View Quote Sutler: 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...
Sutler: We are being buried beneath the avalanche of your inadequacies, Mr Creedy!!
View Quote Sutler: Gentlemen, you have had four hours, you had better have results. Mr Creedy?
Peter Creedy: The Bailey area is quarantined, and all significant witnesses have been detained.
Sutler: Good. Mr Etheridge?
Brian Etheridge: A recording device was found wired into the central emergency broadcast system. The DCD was Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture.
Sutler: Add it to the blacklist. I never want to hear that music again.
Etheridge: Yes, sir. We also doubled our random sweeps and are monitoring a lot of phone surveillance, indicating a high percentage of conversation concerned with the explosion.
Sutler: Mr Dascombe, what are we doing about that?
Roger Dascombe: We're calling it an "emergency demolition". We have spin coverage on the network and throughout the InterLink, and several experts have been lined up to testify against the Bailey's structural integrity.
Sutler: I want Prothero to speak tonight on the dangers of these old buildings and how we must avoid clinging to the edifice of a decadent past. He should conclude that the New Bailey will become the symbol of our time and the future that our conviction has rewarded us. Mr Heyer?
Conrad Heyer: Our surveillance cameras captured several images of the terrorist, though the mask obviously makes retinal identification impossible. We also managed to get a photo of the girl that Creedy's men were detaining.
Sutler: Who is she, Mr Finch?
Eric Finch: Not sure, yet, sir, but we're working on several leads.
Sutler: Anything else?
Finch: We located the fireworks launch and found traces of the explosives used at both sites. Unfortunately, it appears that despite the massive amount of sophistication, these devices were homemade with over-the-counter chemicals, making them very difficult to trace. Whoever he is, Chancellor, he is very good.
Sutler: Spare us your professional annotations, Mr Finch. They are irrelevant.
Finch: Apologies, Chancellor.
Sutler: Gentlemen, this is a test. Moments such as these are matters of faith. To fail is to invite doubt into everything we believe, everything that we have fought for. Doubt will plunge this country back into chaos, which is the last thing we want, and I will not let that happen. Gentlemen, I want this terrorist found, and I want him to understand what terror really means. England prevails!
Party leaders: England prevails.
View Quote Sutler: I want anyone caught with one of those masks arrested!
Convenience Store V: Give me the money! Give me the ****ing money!
Dominic: We're under siege here. The whole city's gone mad.
Finch: That's exactly what he wants.
Dominic: What?
Convenience Store V: Anarchy in the UK! [fires shots into the air, then escapes with the money]
Finch: Chaos.
Sutler: Mr Creedy, I am holding you personally responsible for this situation.
[we soon go to a new scene, where Creedy is revealed to have accepted his earlier deal with V.]
Finch: The problem is that he knows us better than we know ourselves. That's why I went to Larkhill last night.
Dominic: That's outside quarantine.
Finch: I had to see it. There wasn't much left. But when I was there it was strange – I suddenly had this feeling that everything was connected. It was like I could see the whole thing; one long chain of events that stretched back to before Larkhill. I felt like I could see everything that had happened, and everything that was going to happen. It was like a perfect pattern, laid out in front of me, and I realised that we were all part of it, and all trapped by it.
Dominic: So do you know what's going to happen?
Finch: No. It was a feeling. But I can guess. With so much chaos, someone will do something stupid. And when they do, things will turn nasty. And then, Sutler will be forced do the only thing he knows how to do. At which point, all V needs to do is keep his word. And then...
[V causes his completed dominoes to fall. During this, a martial-law like world is shown, with people attacking police and military vehicles.]
View Quote Sutler: Tonight, I will speak directly to these people and make the situation perfectly clear to them. The security of this nation depends on complete and total compliance. Tonight, any protester, any instigator or agitator, will be MADE EXAMPLE OF!
Dascombe: Chancellor, there is a contingency that has not been addressed.
Sutler: And what is that, Mr Dascombe?
Dascombe: Should the terrorist succeed...?
Sutler: He won't.
Dascombe: I understand that it is highly unlikely, but if he does...?
Sutler: If he does, and something happens to that building, the only thing that will change, the only difference that it will make, is that tomorrow morning, instead of a newspaper, I WILL BE READING MR CREEDY'S RESIGNATION!
View Quote V: [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.
V: No.
[Creedy nods and two Fingermen approach V; one tries to remove his mask, but V kills them both]
Creedy: Defiant until the end, huh? You won't cry like him, will you? You're not afraid of death. You're like me.
V: 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?
V: 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!
V: 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]
V: My turn.
[V keeps his word and kills all of Creedy's 12 remaining men with his knives, while Creedy frantically reloads his revolver]
Creedy: [Starts shooting the approaching V] Die! Die! Why won't you die?! [His gun clicks empty] Why won't you die?
V: [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.]
View Quote V: Good evening, Commander Prothero.
Prothero: How did you get in here?
V: Don't worry; I've made sure our reunion won't be disturbed by any pesky late-night phone calls, Commander.
Prothero: Stop that! Why do you keep calling me that?
V: That was your title, remember? When we first met, all those years ago. You wore a uniform in those days.
Prothero: [After some flashbacks of his time at Larkhill, including the fire, he figures out V as the man from Room 5] You. It is you!
V: The ghost of Christmas past.
View Quote V: What was done to me was monstrous!
Evey: Then they created a monster.
View Quote [A shot of an Egg in the Basket over a frying pan zooms out to Gordon's hands holding the pan, reminiscent of V preparing the same dish. Evey wakes up to Stan Getz, Tom Jobim, João Gilberto, and Astrud Gilberto's "Corcovado". She had previously sought refuge at Gordon Deitrich's home after escaping from V]
Gordon: Bonjour, mademoiselle.
Evey: [puzzled] What is that you're making?
Gordon: We call it "Eggie in the Basket". My mum used to make them.
Evey: This is weird.
Gordon: What?
Evey: The first morning I was with him, he made me eggs just like this.
Gordon: Really?
Evey: I swear!
Gordon: That is a strange coincidence. Although there's an obvious explanation.
Evey: There is?
Gordon: Yes, Evey. I am V. At last, you know the truth. [Evey looks incredulously at Gordon] You're stunned, I know. It's hard to believe, isn't it? That beneath this wrinkled, well-fed exterior, there lies a dangerous killing machine with a fetish for Fawkesian masks. ¡Viva la revolución!
Evey: That is not funny, Gordon.
Gordon: [sighs] Yes, I know. I'm useless without a studio audience.
Evey: I've seen people go to jail for less than that.
Gordon: Of course. He was right, wasn't he? There is something wrong with this country.
View Quote [A shot of an Egg in the Basket over a frying pan zooms out to V's scarred hands holding the pan. Evey wakes up to Stan Getz, Tom Jobim, João Gilberto, and Astrud Gilberto's "The Girl from Ipanema"]
Evey: V?
V: Ah. Bonjour, mademoiselle.
Evey: I just wanted to apologise for my reaction last night. [V just nods] I understand what you did for me, and I wanted you to know I am grateful. [turns attention to V's scarred hands] Your hands!
V: [notices his hands, which were un-gloved] Yes. [puts gloves back on] There. That's better. I hope I didn't put you off your appetite.
Evey: No, please. It's just — are you all right?
V: Oh, yes, yes. Yes, I'm fine.
Evey: Can I ask what happened?
V: [hesitates for a moment] There was a fire. A long time ago. Ancient history for some. Not really very good table conversation. Now, would you care for a cup of tea with your egg?
Evey: Yes, thank you. I'm starving, actually.
V: Have a seat.
[Evey approaches the table, sits down, and eats the dish.]
Evey: Mmm. It's delicious!
V: Mmm. Good.
Evey: God, I haven't had real butter since I was a little girl. Where did you get it?
V: A government supply train on its way to Chancellor Sutler.
Evey: [chokes] You stole this from Chancellor Sutler!?
V: [nonchalantly] Yes.
Evey: You're insane!
View Quote [As V, disguised as William Rookwood, is found by Finch]
V: [puts out a hand] That's close enough, inspector. [activates a debugger]
Finch: We're not wired.
V: I'm sorry, but a man in my position survives by taking every precaution.
Finch: You've information for us?
V: No, you already have the information. All the names and dates are inside your head. What you want, what you really need, is a story.
Finch: A story can be true or false.
V: I leave such judgments to you, inspector.
[Later on]
Finch: Can you prove any of this?
V: Why do you think I'm still alive?
Finch: Right. We'd like to take you into protective custody, Mr Rookwood.
V: Oh, I'm sure you would. But if you want that recording, you'll do what I tell you to do. Put Creedy under 24-hour surveillance. When I feel safe that he can't pick his nose without you knowing, I'll contact you again. Until then, cheerio.
Finch: Rookwood. Why didn't you come forward before? What were you waiting for?
V: Well, for you, inspector. I needed you.
View Quote [Dominic Stone is driving Finch to Jordan Tower to find Evey, while he looks her up.]
Finch: This looks serious. Her parents were political activists. They were detained when she was 12.
Dominic: What happened to her?
Finch: Juvenile reclamation project. For five years. We're going to need back-up, but keep it minimal.
Dominic: You sure about that, sir?
Finch: I just want a chance to talk to her before she disappears into one of Creedy's black bags.
View Quote [Evey and Finch stand watching Parliament erupt in explosions of fireworks while the 1812 Overture plays over the loudspeakers]
Finch: Who was he?
Evey: He was Edmond Dantès. And he was my father. And my mother... my brother... my friend. He was you, and me. He was all of us.
View Quote [Evey is allowed to leave her prison unexpectedly and finds she was actually in V's lair the whole time]
V: [entering] Hello, Evey.
Evey: was you...
V: [quietly] Yeah.
Evey: [gestures behind her] That wasn't real... Is Gordon — ?
V: I'm sorry, but Mr Deitrich's dead. I thought they'd arrest him, but when they found a Qur'an in his house, they had him executed.
Evey: [whispers] Oh, God.
V: Fortunately, I got to you before they did.
Evey: You got to me? You did this to me... You cut my hair... You tortured me... You tortured me! Why?
V: You said you wanted to live without fear. I wish there would have been an easier way, but there wasn't.
Evey: [whispers] Oh, my God!
V: I know you may never forgive me, but nor will you ever understand how hard it was for me to do what I did. Every day, I saw in myself everything you see in me now. Every day, I wanted to end it. But each time you refused to give in, I knew I couldn't.
Evey: [shouting angrily] You're sick! You're evil!
V: You could have ended it, Evey. You could have given in, but you didn't. Why?
Evey: Leave me alone! I HATE YOU!
V: THAT'S IT! See, at first, I thought it was hate, too. Hate was all I knew. It built my world, imprisoned me, taught me how to eat, how to drink, how to breathe! I thought I'd die with all the hate in my veins. But then something happened. It happened to me, just as it happened to you.
V: Your own father said that artists use lies to tell the truth. Yes, I created a lie, but because you believed it, you found something true about yourself.
Evey: No...
V: What was true in that cell is just as true now. What you felt in there has nothing to do with me.
V: Don't run from it, Evey. You've been running all your life.
Evey: [gasping heavily] I can't... can't breathe... Asthma... When I was little... [collapses while V catches her]
V: Listen to me, Evey. This may be the most important moment of your life. Commit to it. They took your parents from you. They took your brother from you. They put you in a cell and took everything they could take except your life. And you believed that was all there was, didn't you? The only thing you had left was your life, but it wasn't, was it?
Evey: [sobbing] Oh... please...
V: You found something else. In that cell, you found something that mattered more to you than life. Because when they threatened to kill you unless you gave them what they wanted... you told them you'd rather die. You faced your death, Evey. You were calm. You were still. Try to feel now what you felt then.
View Quote [Gordon is on the phone to his agent, after his satire of Norsefire is broadcast]
Gordon: What are they going to do, fine us? Big deal. We've got the most-watched show on air! Well, you're my agent, that's what I pay you for. Protect me! [hangs up] I should have hired him years ago to be my mother.
Evey: You're mad!
Gordon: Either that or I wasn't breast-fed.
Evey: Is everything a joke to you, Gordon?
Gordon: Only the things that matter.
Evey: What if they come after you?
Gordon: I'll tell you what's going to happen. I'll have to make some kind of apology and do some boring fund-raiser, but in the meantime, our ratings will go through the roof. It'll be fine! Trust me.