V for Vendetta

V for Vendetta is a 2006 film set in a dystopian future United Kingdom, where V, a mysterious radical anarchist wearing a Guy Fawkes costume, works to bring down an oppressive fascist government, profoundly affecting the people he encounters. It was released in theatres March 17, 2006.

Genre: Action, Drama, Sci-Fi
Production: Warner Bros. Pictures
  7 wins & 27 nominations.
 
IMDB:
8.2
Metacritic:
62
Rotten Tomatoes:
73%
R
Year:
2005
132
$70,500,000
Website
13,592 Views

V:
V: Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologise for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of everyday routine-the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle are celebrated with a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well, certainly, there are those who are more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable. But again, truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night, I sought to end that silence. Last night, I destroyed the Old Bailey to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago, a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words-they are perspectives. So if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you, then I would suggest that you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Parliament, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot.

[Gordon pops a champagne bottle]

Evey:
What is this all about?

Gordon:
I'm celebrating.

Evey:
Celebrating what?

Gordon:
I think this could be the best show we've ever done.

Gordon:
[on the television] Very good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Listen. We've got an extraordinary show for you tonight. You're not going to believe it. As a matter of fact, I don't think I do. Would you please give a warm welcome to our own Chancellor, Adam Sutler!

[God Save the Queen plays on the background as an impersonator of Adam Sutler enters]

Mother:
No way!

Girl with Spectacles:
It can't be!

Gordon:
We threw out the censor-approved script, and shot a new one I wrote this morning.

Evey:
Oh, my god.

[Cuts to the audience applaud on being taunted by the fake Sutler's soldiers. Evey chokes on her champagne]

Gordon:
Chancellor, Chancellor, Chancellor. I understand you've been under tremendous strain lately since the beginning of this whole terrorism business, and we thought it would be a nice idea to try and help you relax. Girls?

[Dietrich's girls arrive with a humidor, from where the fake Sutler takes a cigar. Another girl offers him a glass of milk]

Fake Sutler:
Ah! Warm milk. There's nothing better.

Gordon:
I understand you enjoy a glass every night, Chancellor.

Fake Sutler:
Since I was a boy.

[The real Sutler was sitting in his bunker whilst watching, holding a glass of milk]

Fake Sutler:
But you're wrong, Mr Dietrich. The terrorist was never a serious concern.

Gordon:
Oh, really?

[A prankster dressed as V ties the fake Sutler's shoelaces together, whilst replacing his cigar with an exploding one]

Girl with Spectacles:
It's him!

Gordon:
Chancellor, Chancellor, are you saying that he's not still alive and active?

Fake Sutler:
The terrorist has been neutralised.

[The cigar explodes as the fake Sutler huffs from it]

Gordon:
Oh, my God, look! The terrorist!

Fake Sutler:
The terrorist!

[The camera pans to the fake V among the musicians, scraping a washboard]

Fake Sutler:
Get him!

[Sutler walks toward the fake V, but having been shoe-laced, stumbles]

Gordon:
Oh, dear!

[As Boots Randolph's "Yakety Sax" plays, the show plays a high-speed chase of V, the girls, and the soldiers, whilst the fake Sutler still struggles to get off from being shoe-laced. An actor in a gorilla suit appears randomly. Gordon then throws a banana peel, and the fake V slips on it, and is tackled by the fake Sutler's soldiers]

Fake Sutler:
At last! And now, for all the world to see!

[The fake Sutler approaches the fake V, now restrained by the soldiers. He unmasks the fake V, who was revealed to be another Sutler impersonator]

Fake V/Sutler:
Unhand me! I am your Chancellor!

Fake Sutler:
How dare you! I am your Chancellor!

Fake V/Sutler:
Imposter!

[The two fake Sutlers tackle each other in a farcical fight]

Fake V/Sutler:
Soldiers! That man is a terrorist!

Fake Sutler:
I order you to shoot that traitor!

Fake V/Sutler:
Liar!

Fake Sutler:
Faker!

Fake V/Sutler:
Fraud!

Fake Sutler:
Ready...

Fake V/Sutler:
Aim...

Fake Sutlers:
[together] FIRE!

[The soldiers shoot both fake Sutlers. The curtain closes, and as Gordon bows down to the audience, another fake V sneaks in from the cyclorama, snickering as he holds a cigar. The real Sutler shatters the glass of milk in his hand as he watched]

[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:
..You...it 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'd 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.

Evey:
Shut up! I don't want to hear your lies!

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.

Evey:
I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING ANYMORE!

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.

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. [Creedy 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? 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:
Beneath this mask, there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask, there is an idea, Mr Creedy. And ideas are bulletproof!

[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.]

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