V for Vendetta – Αποφθέγματα και γνωμικά

Στην ταινία V for Vendetta υπάρχει πληθώρα φιλοσοφικών, ηθικών, κοινωνικών αποφθεγμάτων και γνωμικών. Το Geek Cultura έκανε την έρευνα του και σας παρουσιάζει μερικά από αυτά πιο κάτω.

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

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

V: “A building is a symbol, as is the act of destroying it. Symbols are given power by people. Alone, a symbol is meaningless, but with enough people, blowing up a building can change the world”.

Σε ερώτηση του Finch για το ποιος ήταν ο V, η Evey Hammond απαντά:

“He was Edmond Dantés… and he was my father. And my mother… my brother… my friend. He was you… and me. He was all of us”.

Evey Hammond: “Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot… But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I’ve witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I’ve seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them… but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it… ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love… And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man… A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget”.

V: “Would you… dance with me?”

Evey Hammond: “Now? On the eve of your revolution?”

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

Όταν ξυπνάει η Delia Surridge και βλέπει τον V:

Delia Surridge: [Ο V της δίνει τριαντάφυλλο] “Are you going to kill me now?”

V: “I killed you 10 minutes ago”.

[της δείχνει υποδερμική βελόνα]

V: “While you slept”.

Delia Surridge: “Is there any pain?”

V: “No”.

Delia Surridge: “Thank you. Is it meaningless to apologize?”

V: “Never”.

Delia Surridge: “I’m so sorry”.

[πεθαίνει]

V: “Violence can be used for good”.

Evey Hammond: “What are you talking about?”

V: “Justice”.

Evey Hammond: “Oh. And are you going to kill more people?”

V: “Yes”.

Evey Hammond: “Are you like a… crazy person?”

V: “I’m quite sure they will say so”.

V: “Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, whereby those important events of the past, usually associated with someone’s death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of 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 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 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”.

Dominic: “What do you think will happen?”

Finch: “What usually happens when people without guns stand up to people *with* guns”.

Valerie: “It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses and apologized to no one. I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An inch. It is small and it is fragile and it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must NEVER let them take it from us. I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the worlds turns, and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you. Valerie”.

Evey Hammond: “I don’t even know what you really look like”.

[Όταν η Evey προσπαθεί να βγάλει τη μάσκα του V]

V: [Ο V την σταματά] “Evey, please. There is a face beneath this mask but it’s not me. I’m no more that face than I am the muscles beneath it or the bones beneath them”.

Evey Hammond: “I understand”.

V: “Thank you”.

Finch: Why are you doing this?

Evey Hammond: Because he was right.

Finch: About what?

Evey Hammond: That this country needs more than a building right now. It needs hope.

Lewis Prothero: Strength through unity! Unity through faith