Evey Hammond: And you're going to make that happen by blowing up a building?

V: The building is a symbol. As is the act of destroying it. Alone a symbol is meaningless. But with enough people, blowing up a building can change the world.

Evey Hammond: You're getting back at them for what they did to you?

V: What they did to me was monstrous.

Evey Hammond: And they created a monster.

V: Remember, remember, the fifth of November, The gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.

V: Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you, and you may call me V.

Evey Hammond: Are you like a crazy person?

V: I'm quite sure they will say so.

Creedy: Die! Why won't you die?

V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. There is an idea, Mr. Creedy - and ideas are bulletproof.

Evey Hammond: Who...who are you?

V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what. And what I am, is a man in a mask.

Evey Hammond: I can see that.

V: Of course you can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation, I'm merely remarking on the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.

Lilliman: Please, have mercy!

V: Not tonight.

V: Would you like to dance?

Evey Hammond: Now?! On the eve of your revolution?

V: A revolution without dancing...is a revolution not worth having!

V: When all your bullets are gone, I better not be standing, because you'll all be dead before you reload.

Evey Hammond: I don't want you to die.

V: That is the most beautiful thing you could have ever given me.

V: People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.