"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 a 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 van-guarding 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 is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V"

• Voila - Used to call attention to or express satisfaction with a thing shown or accomplished
• View - An examination or inspection
• Vaudevillian - One, especially a performer, who works in vaudeville
• Veteran - A person who is long experienced or practiced in an activity or capacity.
• Vicariously - Acting or serving in place of someone or something else; substituted.
• Victim - One who is harmed by or made to suffer from an act, circumstance, agency, or condition.
• Villain - A wicked or evil person; a scoundrel.
• Vicissitudes - Variations, changes, shifts, changes of fortune, life's ups and downs.
• Visage – Appearance.
• Veneer - A decorative facing.
• Vanity - Excessive pride in one's appearance or accomplishments.
• Vestige - Evidence or a sign of something that once existed but exists or appears no more.
• Vox Populi - Popular opinion or sentiment.
• Vacant - Containing nothing; empty.
• Vanished - To pass out of existence.
• Valorous - Marked by or possessing great personal bravery; valiant.
• Visitation - The act or an instance of visiting or an instance of being visited.
• Vexation - A source of irritation or annoyance.
• Vivified - To give or bring life to; animate.
• Vowed - To promise solemnly; pledge.
• Vanquish - To defeat or conquer in battle.
• Venal - Capable of betraying honor, duty, or scruples for a price; corruptible.
• Virulent - Intensely irritating, obnoxious, or harsh.
• Vermin - A person considered loathsome or highly offensive.
• Vanguarding - Those occupying a foremost position
• Vice - An evil, degrading, or immoral practice or habit.
• Vouchsafing - To bestow as a favour.
• Violently - In a violent manner.
• Vicious - Disposed to or characterized by violent or destructive behavior.
• Voracious - Having or marked by an insatiable appetite for an activity or pursuit; greedy.
• Violation - The act or an instance of violating or the condition of being violated.
• Volition - A conscious choice or decision.
• Verdict - An expressed conclusion; a judgment or opinion.
• Vengeance - Infliction of injury, harm, humiliation, or the like, on a person by another who has been harmed by that person; violent revenge.
• Vendetta - An often prolonged series of retaliatory, vengeful, or hostile acts.
• Votive - Expressing or symbolizing a wish, desire, or vow.
• Vain - Not yielding the desired outcome; fruitless.
• Value - Worth in usefulness or importance to the possessor; utility or merit.
• Veracity - Conformity to fact or truth; accuracy or precision.
• Vindicate - To justify or prove the worth of.
• Vigilant - On the alert; watchful.
• Virtuous - Having or showing virtue, especially moral excellence.
• Verily - With confidence; assuredly.
• Vichyssoise - A thick creamy soup.
• Verbiage - An excess of words for the purpose; wordiness.
• Veers - To turn aside from a course, direction, or purpose; swerve.
• Verbose - Using or containing a great and usually an excessive number of words.
• "V" - An anarchist revolutionary dressed in a Guy Fawkes mask

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Evey Hammond: 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: Well I can see that.

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

V: A building is a symbol, as is the act of destroying it. Symbols are given power by people. A symbol, in and of itself is powerless, but with enough people behind it, blowing up a building can change the world. _________________________________________________________

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

V here is paraphrasing John Basil Barnhill (though this is commonly misattributed to Thomas Jefferson) "Where the people fear the government you have tyranny. Where the government fears the people you have liberty." _________________________________________________________

Valerie: I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the world 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. _________________________________________________________

Evey: [reading inscription on mirror] Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici...

V: "By the power of truth I, while living, have conquered the universe".

Evey: Personal motto?

V: From Faust.

Evey: That's about trying to cheat the devil, isn't it?

V: It is. _________________________________________________________

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. _________________________________________________________

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

Evey: "Remember, remember The fifth of November The gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason Why the gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot."

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Evey: But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes, and I know that, 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 four hundred years later an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed firsthand 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, it cannot feel pain, and it does not love. And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man. A man who made me remember the fifth of November. A man I will never forget. _________________________________________________________

Evey: God is in the rain. _________________________________________________________

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, 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 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 400 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.