Remember, remember The 5th 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 1 605, 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 and 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 have 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. 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 5th of November.
A man that I will never forget.
So I read that the former United States is so desperate for medical supplies...
...that they have allegedly sent several containers filled with wheat and tobacco.
A gesture, they said, of goodwill.
You wanna know what I think?
Well, you're listening to my show, so I will assume you do.
It's high time we let the colonies know what we really think of them.
I think it's payback time for a little tea party they threw for us a few hundred years ago.
I say we go down to those docks tonight and dump that crap...
...where everything from the Ulcered Sphincter of Ass- erica belongs!
Who's with me? Who's bloody with me?!
Did you like that?
U.S.A., Ulcered Sphincter of Ass- erica. I mean, what else can you say?
Here was a country that had everything, absolutely everything...
...and now, 20 years later, is what?
The world's biggest leper colony. Why?
Godlessness.
Let me say that again.
Godlessness.
It wasn't the war they started. It wasn't the plague they created.
It was Judgment.
No one escapes their past. No one escapes Judgment.
You think he's not up there?
You think he's not watching over this country?
How else can you explain it? He tested us, but we came through.
We did what we had to do.
Islington. Enfield. I was there. I saw it all.
Immigrants, Muslims...
...homosexuals, terrorists.
Disease- ridden degenerates. They had to go.
Strength through unity. Unity through faith.
I am a God- fearing Englishman, and I'm goddamn proud of it!
That's quite enough of that, thank you very much.
Oh, shit.
A yellow- coded curfew is now in effect.
Any unauthorized personnel will be subject to arrest.
This is for your protection.
A yellow- coded curfew is now in effect.
Any unauthorized personnel will be subject to arrest.
This is for your protection.
- Excuse me. - Sorry, I didn't see you- -
- In a hurry, are we? - I was just- -
- It's past curfew, you know. - My uncIe, he's very sick.
- Sick uncIe? What you think on that, WiIIy? - It's a Ioad of boIIocks.
I made a mistake. I shouIdn't be out after curfew. I know that.
Maybe you couId Iook after us before getting back to your uncIe.
See, my friend, he's kind of sick. Ain't you?
ReaI sick. Bad case of the bIues. You can feeI them.
- Don't touch me! - Look, WiIIy, kitty's got cIaws.
- She just threatened us. - That she did, that she did.
You know what that means, don't you?
It means that we exercise our own judiciaI discretion.
And you get to swaIIow it.
- You're Fingermen. - She's getting the picture.
No, pIease, I didn't know. I'm sorry.
Not yet you're not. But you wiII be.
By sunup, if you're not the sorriest piece of ass in aII of London...
...then you'II certainIy be the sorest.
Oh, God, no. PIease don't do this.
I'II go home. I won't do it again, I swear! PIease!
- What do you think, Iads? - Spare the rod, spoiI the chiId.
HeIp me! Someone heIp!
The muItipIying viIIainies of nature do swarm upon him.
- What the heII?! - Bugger off!
Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steeI...
...which smoked with bIoody execution.
We're Fingermen, paI.
Jesus Christ! Mercy!
We are oft to bIame in this- - 'Tis too much proved.
- - that with devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar o'er the deviI himseIf.
- What's that mean? - Spare the rod.
I can assure you, I mean you no harm.
- Who are you? - Who?
Who is but the form foIIowing the function of what...
...and what I am is a man in a mask.
- Oh, I can see that. - Of course you can.
I'm not questioning your powers of observation.
I'm mereIy remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
- Right. - But on this most auspicious of nights...
...permit me then, in Iieu of the more commonpIace sobriquet...
...to suggest the character of this dramatis persona.
VoiIa!
In view, a humbIe vaudeviIIian veteran...
...cast vicariousIy as both victim and viIIain by the vicissitudes of fate.
This visage, no mere veneer of vanity...
...is a vestige of the vox popuIi, now vacant, vanished.
However, this vaIorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified...
...and has vowed to vanquish these venaI and viruIent vermin vanguarding vice...
...and vouchsafing the vioIentIy vicious and voracious vioIation of voIition.
The onIy verdict is vengeance, a vendetta...
...heId as a votive not in vain, for the vaIue and veracity of such...
...shaII one day vindicate the vigiIant and the virtuous.
VeriIy, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose.
So Iet me simpIy add that it's my very good honor to meet you...
...and you may caII me V.
Are you, Iike, a crazy person?
I am quite sure they wiII say so.
But to whom, might I ask, am I speaking?
- I'm Evey. - Evey?
E- vey. Of course you are.
- What does that mean? - It means that I, Iike God...
...do not pIay with dice and do not beIieve in coincidence.
Are you hurt?
No, I'm fine.
- Thanks to you. - Oh, I mereIy pIayed my part.
- But teII me, do you enjoy music, Evey? - I suppose.
You see, I'm a musician of sorts...
...and on my way to give a very speciaI performance.
What kind of musician?
Percussion instruments are my speciaIity.
But tonight I intend to caII upon the entire orchestra for this event...
...and wouId be honored if you couId join me.
I don't think so. I shouId be getting home.
I promise you, it'II be Iike nothing you've ever seen.
And afterwards, you'II return home safeIy.
AII right.
It's beautifuI up here.
A more perfect stage couId not be asked for.
I don't see any instruments.
Your powers of observation continue to serve you weII.
But wait. It is to Madame Justice that I dedicate this concerto...
...in honor of the hoIiday she seems to have taken from these parts...
...and in recognition of the imposter that stands in her stead.
TeII me, do you know what day it is, Evey?
- November the 4th? - Not anymore.
Remember, remember The 5th of November
The gunpowder treason and plot
I know of no reason Why the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot
First, the overture.
Yes.
Yes, the strings.
Listen carefuIIy, can you hear it?
Now the brass.
I can hear it!
Look outside, Mommy! They're pIaying music!
- How do you do that? - Wait.
Here comes the crescendo!
How beautifuI, is it not?
Gentlemen, you have had four hours. You had better have results. Mr. Creedy.
The BaiIey area is quarantined.
AII significant witnesses have been detained.
Good. Mr. Etheridge?
A recording device was found wired into the centraI emergency- broadcast system.
The DCD was Tchaikovsky's 1 81 2 Overture.
Add it to the blacklist. I never want to hear that again.
Yes, sir.
We aIso doubIed our random sweeps and are monitoring phone surveiIIance...
...indicating a high percentage of conversation concerned with the expIosion.
Mr. Dascomb, what are we doing about that?
We're caIIing it an emergency demoIition.
We have spin coverage on the network and throughout the InterLink.
SeveraI experts have been Iined up to testify against the BaiIey's structuraI integrity.
I want Prothero to speak 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.
Our surveiIIance cameras captured severaI images of the terrorist...
...though the mask obviousIy makes retinaI identification impossibIe.
We aIso managed to get a picture of the girI that Creedy's men were detaining.
- Who is she, Mr. Finch? - Not sure yet, sir.
- But we're working on severaI Ieads. - Anything else?
We Iocated the fireworks Iaunch...
...and found traces of the expIosives used at both sites.
UnfortunateIy it appears that despite the heavy IeveI of sophistication...
...these devices were homemade with over- the- counter chemicaIs...
...making them very difficuIt to trace.
Whoever he is, chanceIIor, he's very good.
Spare us your professional annotations, Mr. Finch. They are irrelevant.
ApoIogies, chanceIIor.
Gentlemen, this is a test.
Moments such as these are matters of faith.
To fail is to invite doubt into everything we believe...
...everything we have fought for.
Doubt will plunge this country back into chaos, 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.
EngIand prevaiIs.
- You think peopIe wiII buy this? - Why not?
This is the BTN.
Our job is to report the news, not fabricate it.
That's the government's job.
On the Iighter side of things...
...seems that the crew responsibIe for the demoIition of the OId BaiIey...
...wanted to give the oId girI a grand, aIbeit improvised, sendoff.
Although the demolition had been planned for some time...
...the music and the fireworks were, according to the crew chief...
- ... ''definitely not on the schedule. '' - We'll be right back.
Do you beIieve that Ioad of boIIocks? I mean, there was no bIoody demoIition.
I saw it, the whoIe thing.
- Did you see it? - No. Last night I was- -
Yeah, that's right. You went to see Daddy Deitrich, didn't you?
Evey, there you are.
- You are stiII working for me. - Sorry, Patricia.
I need two espressos and three coffees.
And Deitrich is ready for his tea.
I don't get it.
Why does he wear a Guy Fawkes mask? Didn't Fawkes try to bIow up ParIiament?
It's not too Iate. He's stiII got another 1 6 hours.
Maybe he's just getting started.
Yeah?
Okay. A Iead on the girI.
Look, don't get me wrong, I Iove it. A cow getting crucified.
It's hystericaI. But you'II never get it approved.
You've got to rewrite it, okay? Gotta go.
I don't recaII getting stood up by a more attractive woman.
- Mr. Deitrich- - - Gordon, pIease.
I don't need ''mister'' to make this body feeI any oIder.
Gordon...
...I was on my way Iast night, but there were Fingermen...
...and I got scared and went home.
SadIy, after Iast night, I think our curfew wiII onIy get worse.
Gotcha.
- Hey, Fred. - AII that been x- rayed?
Nope. They're fiIIed with bombs.
WeII, wait tiII commerciaIs to set them off, okay?
- I can't beIieve you watch that shit. - What?
Laser Lass is banging.
What's aII that?
Not sure. They just arrived. Marked for Stage 3.
Must be Prothero.
I wish someone had the baIIs to teII that brat this station ain't his pIayground.
What the heII is this?
Just put them over there untiI I can figure out what they're for.
This Iooks serious. Her parents were poIiticaI activists.
- They were detained when she was 1 2. - What happened to her?
JuveniIe RecIamation Project... - ...for five years. - Shit.
We're gonna need backup, but keep it minimaI.
You sure about that, sir?
I want a chance to taIk to her before she disappears into one of Creedy's bIack bags.
Who's that?
Don't piss me about. You show me ID, or I'II get Storm Saxon on your ass.
Fucking heII.
Come on, Iet's move!
You two, cover these eIevators. The rest of you foIIow me.
Attention. Attention.
Will all personnel please evacuate the building.
This is not a drill.
Will all personnel evacuate the building.
What the heII's going on?
- It's jammed. - Break it down.
Dominic!
PoIice! Out of the way!
Get out the way!
Damn it!
I'll tell you what I know. I'll tell you what I know.
I'll tell you what I know. England prevails.
- CIear the haIIs. - Sir.
Help, Storm, help!
Don't touch it.
Dad, what's wrong with the teIIy?
Good evening, London.
- Allow me first to apologize.... - That's the emergency channeI!
I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of the everyday routine...
...the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition.
BIoody heII.
I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration- -
Who's that, Mum?
- - whereby 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.
Let me think, Iet me think.
Even now, orders are being shouted into telephones...
...and men with guns will soon be on their way.
- It's ChanceIIor SutIer. - Damn it!
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?
You designed it, wanted it fooIproof. You said every teIevision in London!
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 surveillance coercing your conformity...
- ...and soliciting submission. - Cameras. We need cameras.
How did this happen? Who's to blame?
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.
- Inspector, they're aImost through. - 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 imbed the 5th 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 5th 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 5th of November...
...that shall never, ever be forgot.
Kerosene fog. He's using our smoke machines.
Cover the exits.
No one gets out. The rest of you, foIIow me.
Left.
You go right.
Spread out.
Don't shoot! PIease don't shoot!
HoId your fire!
He put masks on aII of us.
Jesus.
- Don't shoot! - Wait!
- Wait! - HoId your fire!
Freeze! Nobody move!
If you're wearing a mask, get down on your knees!
- Get their masks off. - PIease hurry!
There's a bomb in the controI booth.
Oh, no.
- Jones, get anyone not wearing a mask out. - Yes, sir.
- MarshaI, heIp carry this man. - Sir.
Everyone eIse, Iet's go.
Good God.
Hurry up, you Iot! Come on! Everybody out!
Dascomb.
Have you any idea how Iong it wouId take to rebuiId this faciIity?
Do you have any idea what you're doing?
Wait, wait!
Don't shoot me, pIease! It's him! It's him!
On your knees! On your knees!
PIease! PIease don't hurt me!
Here we go.
I did it.
Freeze!
Get your hands on your head. Do it now or I shoot.
I must say that I am rather astonished by the response time of London's finest.
I hadn't expected you to be quite so Johnny- on- the- spot.
We were here before you even started. Bad Iuck, chummy.
I don't know about that.
We're interrupting your regularly scheduled program to bring you this terrifying report...
...of a terrorist takeover of Jordan Tower which ended only moments ago.
A psychotic terrorist, identified only as the letter V...
...attacked the control booth with high- powered explosives and weapons...
...that he used against unarmed civilians in order to broadcast a message of hate.
We've just received this footage of a daring police raid.
Stop! Stop, stay where you are, or we'll shoot! Stay where you are!
Now, this is only an initial report...
...but at this time, it's believed that during this heroic raid...
...the terrorist was shot and killed.
BoIIocks.
Again, from what we've been told by authorities, the danger is now over.
The terrorist is dead.
Right there. What's he thinking?
Is he considering Ieaving her?
After she just saved him?
He's a terrorist. You can't expect him to act Iike you or me.
Some part of him's human.
And, for better or worse, she's stuck with him.
- You scared me. - My apoIogies.
- Are you feeIing aII right? - Yes, thank you.
- What is this pIace? - It's my home.
- I caII it the Shadow GaIIery. - It's beautifuI.
- Where did you get aII this stuff? - Oh, here and there.
Much of it from the vauIts of the Ministry of ObjectionabIe MateriaIs.
- You stoIe them? - Heavens, no.
SteaIing impIies ownership.
You can't steaI from the censor. I mereIy recIaimed them.
God, if they ever find this pIace....
I suspect if they do, a few bits of art wiII be the Ieast of my worries.
You mean, after what you've done.
God, what have I done?
I Maced that detective. Why did I do that?
- You did what you thought was right. - No, I shouIdn't have done that.
I must have been out of my mind.
Is that what you reaIIy think, or what they'd want you to think?
I think I shouId go.
- May I ask where? - Home. I have to go home.
They're Iooking for you. If they know where you work, they know where you Iive.
- I have friends, I couId stay with them. - I'm afraid that won't work either.
You have to understand, Evey, I didn't want this for either of us...
...but I couIdn't see any other way.
You were unconscious and I had to make a decision.
If I had Ieft you there, right now you'd be in one of Creedy's interrogation ceIIs.
They'd imprison you, torture you, and, in aII probabiIity, kiII you...
...in the pursuit of finding me.
After what you did, I couIdn't Iet that happen...
...so I picked you up and carried you to the onIy pIace I knew you'd be safe;
Here, to my home.
I won't teII anyone, I swear. You know you can trust me.
I'm sorry, but I can't take that risk.
But I don't even know where this is.
You know it's underground. You know the coIor of the stone.
- That'd be enough for a cIever man. - Are you saying that I have to stay here?
OnIy untiI I'm done. After the 5th, I no Ionger think it'II matter.
You mean a year from now?
I have to stay here for a year?
Sorry, Evey. I didn't know what eIse to do.
You shouId've Ieft me aIone.
Why didn't you just Ieave me aIone?!
- Anything eIse on the parents? - Yeah, it ain't good.
They were interned at BeImarsh.
- Oh, no. - Yeah.
She died in a hunger strike. He died when the miIitary retook the shed.
And that ain't the worst of it. Her brother was at St. Mary's.
- Christ. - It's nothing but bad Iuck here.
So we know her story. Now we need his.
V?
I just wanted to apoIogize for my reaction Iast night.
I understand what you did for me, and I want you to know I am gratefuI.
Your hands.
Yes.
There, that's better.
I hope I didn't put you off your appetite.
- No, pIease. It's just- - Are you aII right? - Yes, yes, yes, I'm fine.
Can I ask what happened?
There was a fire. A Iong time ago.
Ancient history, for some.
Not reaIIy very good tabIe conversation.
Now, wouId you care for a cup of tea with your egg?
- Yes, thank you. I'm starving, actuaIIy. - Have a seat.
- It's deIicious. - Good.
God, I haven't had reaI butter since I was a IittIe girI.
Where did you get it?
A government suppIy train on its way to ChanceIIor SutIer.
- You stoIe this from ChanceIIor SutIer? - Yes.
You're insane.
I dare do aII that may become a man. Who dares more is none.
- Macbeth. - Very good.
My mum, she used to read aII his pIays to me...
...and ever since, I've aIways wanted to act.
Be in pIays, movies.
When I was 9, I pIayed VioIa in Twelfth Night. Mum was very proud.
Where is your mother now?
She's dead.
I'm sorry.
- Can I ask about what you said on the teIIy? - Yes.
- Did you mean it? - Every word.
You reaIIy think bIowing up ParIiament's going to make this country a better pIace?
There's no certainty, onIy opportunity.
You can be pretty certain that if anyone does show up...
...Creedy'II bIack- bag every one of them.
PeopIe shouId not be afraid of their governments.
Governments shouId be afraid of their peopIe.
And you'II make that happen by bIowing up a buiIding?
The buiIding is a symboI, as is the act of destroying it.
SymboIs are given power by peopIe.
AIone, a symboI is meaningIess, but with enough peopIe...
...bIowing up a buiIding can change the worId.
I wish I beIieved that was possibIe.
But every time I've seen this worId change, it's aIways been for the worse.
I'll tell you what I know. I know this is not a man.
- What is he? - A man does not wear a mask.
- What is he? - A man does not threaten innocent civilians.
He's what every gutless, freedom- hating terrorist is:
A goddamn coward!
There wiII be no negotiation.
When I arrive in the morning, the Paddy wiII be gone.
I'm Iooking at the tape right now, and he has no idea how to Iight me.
My nose Iooks Iike Big fucking Ben.
Listen to me, you bIeeding sod, EngIand prevaiIs because I say it does!
So does every Iazy cunt on this show, and that incIudes you.
Find another DOP or find yourseIf another job.
I'll tell you what I wish.
I wish I'd been there.
I wish I'd had the chance for a face- to- face.
Just one chance, that's all I'd need.
This so- called V and his accomplice, Evey Hammond...
...neo- demagogues, spouting their message of hate.
A delusional and aberrant voice delivering a terrorist's ultimatum.
An ultimatum that was met with swift and surgically precise justice.
- No mercy! - The moral, ladies and gentlemen, is:
Good guys win, bad guys Iose...
...and, as aIways, EngIand prevaiIs!
HoIy Christ! Jesus!
Good evening, Commander Prothero.
Oh, my God! How did you get in here?
Don't worry, I've made sure our reunion won't be disturbed by...
...any pesky Iate- night phone caIIs, commander.
Stop. Why do you keep caIIing me that?
That was your titIe, remember? When we first met, aII those years ago.
You wore a uniform in those days.
You.
- It is you. - The Ghost of Christmas Past.
- Yeah? - Finch, it's Dascomb.
- Dascomb. - I've already called the chancellor.
- We have to get control of the situation. - What situation?
ChanceIIor SutIer agreed, for obvious reasons, we have to keep this discreet.
In the wrong Iight, the Ioss of the Voice of London...
...couId be devastating to our credibiIity.
Perhaps a stroke?
No, no, it's too horrific.
A quiet, dignified death in his sIeep.
- We got any eyes or ears on this? - No, camcos were cut.
It's the same m.o. as before. But we got an eIevator Iog ID.
- Let me guess. - She's in deep, inspector.
V?
My fat, metaI friend.
Mondego.
Oh, God. I hope I didn't wake you.
No, I just thought you were fighting. I mean, for reaI.
My favorite fiIm;
The Count of Monte Cristo, with Robert Donat as Edmond Dantes.
It is not my sword, Mondego, but your past that disarmed you.
It gets me every time.
- Never seen it. - ReaIIy?
- WouId you Iike to? - Does it have a happy ending?
As onIy ceIIuIoid can deIiver.
Okay.
Put the sword away.
Forensics just wrapped.
No prints, no hair, no fibers. The guy is Iike a ghost.
You won't beIieve what they found on Prothero.
- Drugs? - CouId've started his own hospitaI.
- Interesting. - Why?
Did you know Lewis Prothero was one of the richest men in the country...
...before he was the Voice of London?
- Drugs? - LegaI ones.
Major stockhoIder in Viadoxic PharmaceuticaI.
Viadoxic and St. Mary's in Iess than a week. Coincidence?
When you're at this as Iong as I've been, you stop beIieving in coincidence.
May we come up?
- You find your own tree. - You find your own tree.
- Did you Iike it? - Yeah.
- But it made me feeI sorry for Mercedes. - Why?
Because he cared more about revenge than he did about her.
- - nationwide were devastated as news of the most popular- -
Wait. What's this?
- - most awarded stars in the history of the BTN...
...a man known to the entire nation as ''The Voice of London ''...
...passed away late last night from apparent heart failure.
- She's Iying. - How do you know?
She bIinks a Iot when she does a story she knows is faIse.
It came as no surprise to those who knew him...
...that his body was at his office...
...where he often worked long hours after everyone else had gone home.
Lewis, you will be sorely missed.
V, yesterday I couIdn't find my ID.
You didn't take it, did you?
WouId you prefer a Iie or the truth?
Did you have anything to do with that?
- Yes, I kiIIed him. - You....
- Oh, God. - You're upset.
I'm upset? You just said you kiIIed Lewis Prothero.
I might have kiIIed the Fingermen that attacked you. I heard no objection.
- What? - VioIence can be used for good.
- What are you taIking about? - Justice.
Oh, I see.
There's no court in this country for men Iike Prothero.
And are you going to kiII more peopIe?
Yes.
Take a Iook at this.
Prothero's miIitary record.
What do you see?
Iraq, Kurdistan, Syria, before and after, Sudan.
- Busy boy. - But after aII that...
...they put him in charge of a detention faciIity at LarkhiII.
WeII, no good deed goes unpunished.
You think there's a connection between our boy and LarkhiII?
It might expIain the connection between him and the Hammond girI.
ProbIem is, I can't find any other record of it.
LarkhiII? LarkhiII? I cannot recaII that particuIar faciIity, inspector.
- You're weIcome to review our records. - We've been through your records.
AII it says is that there was a detention faciIity at LarkhiII...
...approximateIy 1 0 miIes north of SaIisbury.
WeII, there you have it.
This is a matter of some urgency, major.
We need to know if there was anything different about this faciIity.
I'm sorry, inspector, I simpIy cannot recaII.
Was there a specific profiIe for those being sent there?
- UsuaI undesirabIes, I shouId think. - But do you know?
- Of course not. I wasn't stationed there. - Do you know who was?
I cannot recaII specific names, but if you Iook through our records- -
Your records are either deIeted, omitted or missing.
As head of the Detention Program at that- -
Before you go any further, Iet me remind you things were very chaotic back then.
Now we don't have the probIems we had back then.
We aII did what we had to do.
And in those circumstances, we did the best we couId.
That's aII I have to say about that.
You can do this.
Hi.
I've been thinking....
There's something I want to ask you...
...but I don't think you'II understand why unIess you know a few things about me.
My father was a writer. You wouId have Iiked him.
He used to say artists used Iies to teII the truth...
...whiIe poIiticians used them to cover the truth up.
A man after my own heart.
He aIways toId the best stories.
UntiI my brother died.
That was when everything changed.
My brother was one of the students at St. Mary's.
After he died, my parents became political.
They protested the war and the Reclamation.
When Sutler was appointed high chancellor, they were at the riot in Leeds.
I watched on the television...
...thinking I was going to see my parents killed.
I remember them arguing at night.
Mum wanted to leave the country. Dad refused.
He said if we ran away, they would win.
Win, like...
...it was a game.
Evey, quick, hide!
- Mummy! - Evey!
I never saw them again.
It was Iike those bIack bags erased them from the face of the earth.
I'm sorry, Evey.
No, I'm the one that's sorry.
Sorry I'm not a stronger person.
Sorry I'm not Iike my parents. I wish I was...
...but I'm not.
I wish I wasn't afraid aII the time...
...but I am.
I know this worId is screwed up. BeIieve me, I know it better than most.
Which is why I wanted to ask, if there is anything I can do to heIp make it right...
...pIease Iet me know.
If you wish.
Do you reaIIy think you'II find something here?
Worth a shot.
One thing is true of aII governments;
The most reIiabIe records are tax records.
It appears that the originaI eIectronic records have aII been Iost.
ProbabIy during the RecIamation. A Iot of things went missing back then.
But I found this hard copy fiIed in the coId vauIt.
Everything we've got on LarkhiII is in there.
Thanks. This is a great heIp.
''By the power of truth, I, whiIe Iiving, have conquered the universe.''
- PersonaI motto? - From Faust.
That's about trying to cheat the deviI, isn't it?
It is. And speaking of the deviI...
...I was wondering if your offer to heIp was stiII standing.
- Of course. - It appears unforeseen circumstances...
...have acceIerated my originaI pIan.
As a resuIt, I'm in need of someone with some theatricaI skiII.
I'II do my best.
I beIieve you wiII.
Another doctor. Why does a detention faciIity need so many doctors?
I don't know, but this is interesting.
The highest- paid person at the camp was a priest.
- ReaIIy? - Yeah, Father LiIIiman.
- LiIIiman. - Was paid aImost 200 grand a month.
Now, that is interesting.
Looks Iike he was promoted. He's a bishop now.
- Your Grace. - Oh, Denis.
- Has everything been arranged? - Yes.
I've just received your InterLink itinerary.
You shouId arrive in Perth in time for Mass.
You're most diIigent, Denis...
...a nobIe exampIe for aII those who Iabor in the name of our Lord, but- -
- Your Grace? - It wasn't Iabor I was speaking of.
It was, rather, my finaI remittance that I was interested in.
My Iast IittIe joy.
I'm sorry, Your Grace.
She has arrived, but there was some confusion at the agency.
They've sent a new girI who, I'm afraid, is a IittIe oIder than usuaI.
OIder?
Oh, dear. She's not too oId, I trust?
That is for Your Grace to decide.
- Oh, my. - Your Grace.
To think that I doubted your IoveIiness for an instant.
Mea cuIpa, my chiId.
Mea cuIpa.
Your Grace, we don't have much time and I have to teII you something.
A confession? I Iove the confessionaI game.
TeII me your sins.
This isn't a game, Your Grace.
Someone's coming. I think he means to kiII you.
- I'm sorry? - I'm teIIing you this...
...because I want some kind of protection or amnesty.
I had nothing to do with the BaiIey and made a mistake in the Jordan Tower.
- I think this shouId baIance it out. - What are you taIking about?
I'm Evey Hammond. I'm- -
I've been the prisoner of the terrorist V for the past severaI weeks.
I'm teIIing you that any moment, he's going to come through that door.
I unIocked the window in the room where Denis toId me to get ready.
WonderfuI!
It's a game I've never pIayed!
What a deIightfuI mind you have. I hope the rest of you is just as interesting.
- No, pIease, you have to beIieve me. - Oh, I do, I do, I do.
Let me show you the firmness of my beIiefs.
Stop it! Get off of me!
Seems I've captured a dangerous terrorist.
Now, how best to procure her confession?
You IittIe bitch. You fucking IittIe whore!
- Reverend. - Oh, my God.
She wasn't Iying. It is you.
I'm sorry.
- I had to. - Evey!
And thus I cIothe my naked viIIainy...
...with oId odd ends stoIen forth from hoIy writ...
...and seem a saint, when most I pIay the deviI.
Oh, pIease, have mercy.
Oh, not tonight, Bishop.
Not tonight.
Don't do this, I beg of you.
WeII, then. ChiIdren's hour at the abbey.
Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.
- What the- - ? - I don't want to die!
This is SurveiIIance 1 09. We have an emergency.
Run every name in that fiIe. I want the whereabouts of aII of them.
- Tonight. - Yes, sir.
Pucker up, here comes the Finger.
Yeah. Get going. I'II handIe him.
Creedy.
What are you doing here?
SeveraI prominent party members have been murdered, chief inspector.
This is no ordinary situation and requires more than your ordinary attention.
The chanceIIor demanded my immediate invoIvement.
It'II be hard to investigate if you're detaining aII my witnesses.
The security of information is paramount.
In these voIatiIe times...
...mistakes Iike Jordan Tower can no Ionger be toIerated...
...if, indeed, Jordan Tower was an accident.
- What does that mean? - Terrorist seems to have...
...a rather intimate understanding of our system.
The chanceIIor suspects there might be an informer.
Are you saying I'm under surveiIIance, Mr. Creedy?
At this time, it wouId behoove you...
...to cease any investigation of matters that have Iong since passed...
...and concentrate on the concerns of our present.
You mean LarkhiII?
Major WiIson is a friend of the high chanceIIor.
- His IoyaIty is not in question. - But mine is?
Your mother was Irish, wasn't she?
TerribIe what St. Mary's did to IreIand, wasn't it?
I've been a party member for 27 years.
If I were you, chief inspector...
...I'd find the terrorist...
...and I'd find him soon.
PIease.
Evey? Good God!
I'm sorry. I didn't know where eIse to go.
Yes, weII, you better come inside before someone sees you.
- Cheers. - I know every cop's Iooking for me.
I know it's horribIe of me to put you in this situation.
- Evey- - - You couId be in terribIe troubIe.
Evey, Iisten to me.
If the government ever searched my house, you wouId be the Ieast of my probIems.
You trusted me.
It wouId be terribIe manners for me not to trust you.
Oh, my God. That's God Save the Oueen.
My parents took me to it when they hung it at GaIIery 1 2.
- I thought SutIer had it destroyed. - He beIieves he did.
Cost me more than this house, but no matter how bad I feeI...
...it aIways cheers me up.
- What is that? - It's a copy of the Koran, 1 4th century.
- Are you a MusIim? - No, I'm in teIevision.
But why wouId you keep it?
I don't have to be MusIim to find the images beautifuI, poetry moving.
Is it worth it? If they found that here....
I toId you, you'd be the Ieast of my worries.
Thank you, Gordon.
- Thank you so much. - It's aII right.
This whoIe thing started the night he bIew up the OId BaiIey.
I was on my way here, and....
Yes.
You see, we are both fugitives in our own way.
- But- - - You're wondering why...
...you were invited here to supper in the first pIace...
...if my appetites were for Iess conventionaI fare.
UnfortunateIy, a man in my position is expected to entertain...
...young and attractive Iadies Iike yourseIf.
Because in this worId, if I were to invite who I desired...
...I wouId undoubtedIy find myseIf without a home, Iet aIone a teIevision show.
- I'm sorry. - Not as sorry as I am.
The truth is, after so many years...
...you begin to Iose more than just your appetite.
You wear a mask for so Iong, you forget who you were beneath it.
I'm sorry, chief inspector. Same basic toxicoIogy as Prothero.
You couId get these poisons from any house in London.
Thanks, DeIia.
Any Ieads on finding this guy?
Nothing yet. But there's something eIse you can heIp me with.
You started as a botanist, didn't you?
It's- - It's a ScarIet Carson.
They're beIieved to be extinct.
He Ieaves them at the crime scenes.
I'd appreciate it if you couId have a Iook at it.
Any information couId be heIpfuI.
Of course.
Excuse me.
Yeah?
I just finished going through the file, inspector. You better get back here.
Yeah, okay.
- My God. He's kiIIed them aII. - AII but one.
- Who is she? - Not sure.
She's cIearIy one of the peopIe in charge at LarkhiII.
But after they shut it down, she disappeared for two years.
TiII she appIied for an overseas visa, which was denied.
Running away?
ProbabIy, because after that, aII record of her seems to stop.
- She changed her name. - That's what I'm guessing.
I put a caII in to the registry, but I haven't heard back.
- It's Iate, or earIy. - CaII them again. I want that name.
What? Are you sure about that?
Okay. Thank you.
Dr. Diana Stanton changed her name to DeIia Surridge.
- The coroner? - Yeah.
Jesus, I just saw her.
It's you, isn't it?
- You've come to kiII me. - Yes.
Thank God.
I'm sorry, I can't get a response from that number.
There's a problem with the connection.
Jesus Christ.
He's there.
After what happened, after what they did...
...I thought about kiIIing myseIf.
But I knew that one day you'd come for me.
I didn't know what they were going to do.
I swear to you.
Read my journaI.
What they did was onIy possibIe because of you.
Oppenheimer was abIe to change more than the course of a war.
He changed the entire course of human history.
Is it wrong to hoId on to that kind of hope?
I have not come for what you hoped to do.
I've come for what you did.
It's funny.
I was given one of your roses today.
I wasn't sure you were the terrorist untiI I saw it.
What a strange coincidence, that I shouId be given one today.
There are no coincidences, DeIia.
OnIy the iIIusion of coincidence.
I have another rose.
And this one is for you.
- You're going to kiII me now? - I kiIIed you 1 0 minutes ago...
...whiIe you sIept.
- Is there any pain? - No.
Thank you.
Is it meaningIess to apoIogize?
Never.
I'm so sorry.
Damn it.
The terrorist obviousIy wanted us to have it.
He wanted us to know the story, or at Ieast a part of it.
Am I to understand that you have read this document, inspector?
- Yes, sir. - Has anyone else read it?
- No, sir. - Then let me make this perfectly clear to you.
The contents of this document are a matter of national security...
...constituting an assault on the character of several important party members...
...as well as a blatant violation of the Articles of Allegiance.
As the authenticity of this document cannot be verified...
...it could be an elaborate forgery created by the terrorist...
...as easily as it could be the deranged fantasy of a former party member...
...who resigned for psychological reasons.
Any discussion of this document or its contents...
...will be regarded, at the very least, as an act of sedition...
...if not a willful act of treason.
- Is that understood, Mr. Finch? - Yes, sir.
You would do well, inspector...
...to put it out of your mind.
May 23rd.
My first batch of subjects arrived today...
...and I have to admit that I'm very excited.
This could be the dawn of a new age.
Nuclear power is meaningless...
...in a world where a virus can kill an entire population...
...and leave its wealth intact.
- Stay together! - Come on, move!
May 2 7th.
Commander Prothero toured the lab with a priest, Father Lilliman...
...who I was told is here to monitor for Rules and Rights violations.
It made me nervous, but the commander assured me there wouldn't be a problem.
June 2nd.
I keep wondering if these people knew how they might be helping their country...
...if they would act any differently.
They're so weak and pathetic. They never look you in the eye.
I find myself hating them.
August the 1 8th.
Of the original four dozen, over 75 percent are now deceased.
No controllable pattern has yet emerged.
September the 1 8th.
There is one case that continues to give me hope.
He exhibits none of the immune- system pathologies the other subjects developed.
I've discovered cellular anomalies in his blood that I've been unable to categorize.
The mutations seem to have triggered...
...the abnormal development of basic kinesthesia and reflexes.
The subject said he could no longer remember...
...who he was or where he was from.
Whoever he was, he is now the key to our dream...
...and the hope that all of this will not have been in vain.
November the 5th.
It started last night, around midnight.
The first explosions tore open the entire medical section.
All my work, gone.
I was trying to understand how it could've happened when I saw him.
The man from room 5.
He looked at me.
Not with eyes. There were no eyes.
But I know he was looking at me because I felt it.
Oh, God...
...what have I done?
What is that you're making?
We caIIed it ''eggie in the basket.'' My mum made them.
- This is weird. - What?
The first morning I was with him, he made me eggs just Iike this.
- ReaIIy? - I swear.
That is a strange coincidence. AIthough there's an obvious expIanation.
- There is? - Yes, Evey.
I am V.
At Iast you know the truth.
You're stunned, I know.
Hard to beIieve, isn't it, that beneath this wrinkIed, weII- fed exterior...
...there Iies a dangerous kiIIing machine with a fetish for Fawkesian masks.
That is not funny, Gordon.
Yeah, I know. I'm useIess without a studio audience.
I've seen peopIe go to jaiI for Iess than that.
Of course, he was right, wasn't he?
There is something wrong with this country.
Morning, inspector.
You're at it earIy.
Is something wrong? You don't Iook so good, sir.
I wanna ask a question, Dominic.
I don't care if you answer me or not.
I just wanna say this aIoud.
But I need to know that this question wiII not Ieave this office.
Yeah, of course, inspector, but- -
Because of the terrorist?
No.
So, what is it, chief? What's going on?
The question I want to ask is about St. Mary's...
...and Three Waters.
The question that's kept me up for the Iast 24 hours...
...the question I have to ask, is;
What if the worst...
...the most horrifying bioIogicaI attack in this country's history...
...was not the work of reIigious extremists?
WeII, I don't understand. We know it was. They were caught. They confessed.
And they were executed. I know.
And maybe that's reaIIy what happened.
But I see this chain of events...
...these coincidences, and I have to ask;
What if that isn't what happened? What if someone eIse unIeashed that virus?
What if someone eIse kiIIed aII those peopIe?
WouId you reaIIy wanna know who it was?
Sure.
Even if it was someone working for this government?
That's my question.
If our own government was responsibIe...
...for what happened at St. Mary's and Three Waters...
...if our own government was responsibIe for the deaths of aImost 1 00,000 peopIe...
...wouId you reaIIy wanna know?
This has to be the bloody coldest March in years.
Keep talking like that, we'll lose our party status.
- They're a pack of lying, greedy hypocrites! - Keep it down, will you?
Based on random audio sweeps, I've projected that right now...
...80 percent of the pubIic beIieve the terrorist is stiII aIive.
We're aIso showing a 1 2- percent increase...
...over Iast month's positive mention in aII four quadrants.
- Mr. Creedy? - We're handIing it as best we can.
Arrests are as high as they've been since the RecIamation.
I want more than arrests. I want results.
- What's aII this about? - I'm ceIebrating.
CeIebrating what?
I think this couId be the best show we've ever done.
Very good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Listen, we've got an extraordinary show for you tonight.
You're not gonna believe it. As a matter of fact, I don't think I do.
Will you please give a very warm welcome...
...to our own Chancellor Adam Sutler!
- No way! - No, it can't be!
We threw out the censor- approved script and shot one I wrote this morning.
Oh, my God.
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?
Warm milk. There's nothing better.
I understand you enjoy a glass every night, chancellor.
Since I was a boy.
But you're wrong, Mr. Deitrich.
- The terrorist was never a serious concern. - Oh, really?
- Chancellor, chancellor- - - It's him.
Are you saying that he's not still alive and active?
The terrorist has been neutralized.
Oh, my God! Chancellor, look!
The terrorist!
Get him!
Oh, dear.
At last!
And now, for all the world to see.
It's him!
Unhand me! I am your chancellor!
How dare you! I am the chancellor!
Imposter!
Soldiers! That man is the terrorist!
- I order you to shoot that traitor! - Liar!
- Faker! - Fraud!
- Ready! - Aim!
- Fire! - Fire!
What are they gonna do, fine us?
Big deaI. We've got the most- watched show on air.
WeII, you're my agent, that's what I pay you for.
Protect me.
I shouId've hired him to be my mother.
- You're mad. - Either that or I wasn't breast- fed.
- Is everything a joke to you? - OnIy the things that matter.
- What if they come after you? - I teII you what's gonna happen.
I'II have to make some kind of apoIogy, do some boring fundraiser.
In the meantime, our ratings wiII go through the roof. It'II be fine.
Trust me.
Gordon?
Quick, Evey, hide!
Not so funny now, is it, funnyman?
- Gotcha. - No, no.
Do you know why you're here, Evey Hammond?
PIease.
You've been charged with three counts of murder...
...the bombing of government property, conspiracy to commit terrorism...
...treason and sedition, the penaIty for which is death by firing squad.
You have one chance, and onIy one chance, to save your Iife.
You must teII us the identity or whereabouts...
...of code name V.
If your information Ieads to his capture...
...you wiII be reIeased from this faciIity immediateIy.
Do you understand what I'm teIIing you?
You can return to your Iife, Miss Hammond.
AII you have to do is cooperate.
Process her.
I know there's no way I can convince you this is not one of their tricks...
...but I don't care.
I am me.
My name is Valerie.
I don't think I'll live much longer, and I wanted to tell someone about my life.
This is the only autobiography that I will ever write and, God...
...I'm writing it on toilet paper.
I was born in Nottingham in 1 985.
I don't remember much of those early years, but I do remember the rain.
My grandmother owned a farm in Tottle Brook...
...and she used to tell me that God was in the rain.
I passed my 1 1 Plus and went to girls' grammar.
It was at school that I met my first girlfriend.
Her name was Sarah.
It was her wrists.
They were beautiful.
I thought we would love each other forever.
I remember our teacher telling us...
...that it was an adolescent phase that people outgrew.
Sarah did.
I didn't.
In 2002, I fell in love with a girl named Christina.
That year I came out to my parents.
I couldn't have done it without Chris holding my hand.
My father wouldn't look at me. He told me to go and never come back.
My mother said nothing.
But I'd only told them the truth. Was that so selfish?
Our integrity sells for so little, but it is all we really have.
It is the very last inch of us.
But within that inch...
...we are free.
It ends whenever you want it to.
- Just teII us where he is. - I don't know.
I'd always known what I wanted to do with my life...
...and in 201 5 I starred in my first film, The SaIt FIats.
It was the most important role of my life. Not because of my career...
...but because that was how I met Ruth.
The first time we kissed...
...I knew I never wanted to kiss any other lips but hers again.
We moved to a small flat in London together.
She grew Scarlet Carsons for me in our window box...
...and our place always smelt of roses.
Those were the best years of my life.
But America's war grew worse and worse, and eventually came to London.
The biII proposed by the Undersecretary for Defense, Adam SutIer...
...to cIose the remaining tube stations passed with....
After that, there were no roses anymore.
Not for anyone.
You won't Iast much Ionger.
You're gonna die here.
Why protect someone who doesn't give a shit about you?
I remember how the meaning of words began to change.
How unfamiliar words like ''collateral'' and ''rendition '' became frightening...
...while things like ''Norsefire'' and the ''Articles of Allegiance'' became powerful.
I remember how ''different'' became dangerous.
I still don't understand it...
...why they hate us so much.
They took Ruth while she was out buying food.
I've never cried so hard in my life.
It wasn't long till they came for me.
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 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.
Valerie.
I'm instructed to inform you that you have been convicted by speciaI tribunaI...
...and that unIess you are ready to offer your cooperation, you are to be executed.
Do you understand what I'm teIIing you?
- Yes. - Are you ready to cooperate?
- No. - Very weII.
Escort Miss Hammond back to her ceII.
Arrange a detaiI of six men...
...and take her out behind the chemicaI shed and shoot her.
It's time.
I'm ready.
Look, aII they want is one IittIe piece of information.
Just give them something, anything.
Thank you...
...but I'd rather die behind the chemicaI sheds.
Then you have no fear anymore. You're compIeteIy free.
What?
HeIIo, Evey.
You.
- It was you? - Yeah.
That wasn't reaI?
- Is Gordon- - ? - I'm sorry, but Mr. Deitrich's dead.
I thought they'd arrest him...
...but when they found a Koran in his house, they had him executed.
Oh, God.
- FortunateIy, I got to you before they did. - You got to me?
You did this to me?
You cut my hair?
You tortured me?
You tortured me.
Why?
You said you wanted to Iive without fear. I wish there'd been an easier way...
- ...but there wasn't. - Oh, my God.
I know you may never forgive me...
...but nor wiII you understand how hard it was for me.
Every day, I saw in myseIf everything you see in me now.
Every day, I wanted to end it.
But each time you refused to give in, I knew I couIdn't.
You're sick! You're eviI!
You couId have ended it. You couId have given in, but you didn't.
- Why? - Leave me aIone! I hate you!
That's it! See, at first, I thought it was hate too.
Hate was aII I knew. It buiIt my worId, imprisoned me...
...taught me how to eat, how to drink, how to breathe.
I thought I'd die with aII the hate in my veins.
But then something happened.
It happened to me just as it happened to you.
Shut up! I don't want to hear your Iies!
Your own father said that artists use Iies to teII the truth.
Yes, I created a Iie.
But because you beIieved it, you found something true about yourseIf.
- No. - What was true in that ceII is true now.
What you feIt in there has nothing to do with me.
I can't feeI anything anymore!
Don't run from it, Evey. You've been running aII your Iife.
I can't.... Can't breathe.
Asthma. When I was IittIe- -
Listen to me, Evey.
This may be the most important moment of your Iife. Commit to it.
They took your parents from you. They took your brother from you.
They put you in a ceII and took everything they couId take except your Iife.
And you beIieved that was aII there was, didn't you?
The onIy thing you had Ieft was your Iife, but it wasn't.
- Oh, pIease. - You found something eIse.
In that ceII, you found something that mattered more to you than Iife.
When they threatened to kiII you unIess you gave what they wanted...
...you toId them you'd rather die.
You faced your death, Evey.
You were caIm. You were stiII.
Try to feeI now what you feIt then.
Oh, God.
I feIt....
Yes?
I'm dizzy.
I need air.
PIease, I need to be outside.
There's a Iift. It'II take us to the roof.
God is in the rain.
V.
I'm Ieaving.
There are 872 songs in here.
I've Iistened to them aII, but I've never danced to any of them.
- Did you hear me? - Yes.
I can't stay here.
I know.
WeII, you won't find any more Iocked doors here.
I thought about keeping this...
...but it didn't seem right, knowing you wrote it.
I didn't.
May I show you something before you go?
- She was reaI. - Yes.
She's beautifuI.
- Did you know her? - No.
She wrote the Ietter just before she died.
And I deIivered it to you as it had been deIivered to me.
Then it reaIIy happened, didn't it?
- Yes. - You were in the ceII next to her.
And that's what this is aII about.
You're getting back at them for what they did to her.
- And to you. - What was done to me created me.
It's a basic principIe of the universe...
...that every action wiII create an equaI and opposing reaction.
Is that how you see it?
- Like an equation? - What was done to me was monstrous.
And they created a monster.
- Do you know where you'II go? - No.
That wouId have scared me before...
...but I suppose I shouId thank you.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Evey...
...may I ask you for something?
If I had one wish, I wouId wish to see you again, if onIy once...
...before the 5th.
- AII right. - Thank you.
ChanceIIor, I know no one seems to want to discuss this...
...but if we're to be prepared for any eventuaIity...
...then it can't be ignored any Ionger.
The red report in front of you has been vetted by severaI demoIition speciaIists.
Now, it concIudes that...
...the most IogicaI deIivery system for the terrorist to use...
...wouId be an airborne attack.
A separate report has been fiIed...
...suggesting a train, despite the fact that the tunneIs surrounding ParIiament...
...have been seaIed shut.
Who filed that report?
Chief Inspector Finch.
Do you have any evidence to support this conclusion, Mr. Finch?
No, sir. Just a feeIing.
If I am sure of anything, inspector...
...it is that this government will not survive if it is to be subject to your feelings.
Mr. Dascomb, what we need right now...
...is a clear message to the people of this country.
This message must be read in every newspaper...
...heard on every radio, seen on every television.
This message must resound throughout the entire InterLink!
I want this country to realize that we stand on the edge of oblivion.
I want every man, woman and child to understand how close we are to chaos.
I want everyone...
...to remember why they need us!
In the former United States, civil war continues to devastate the Midwest.
Scientists attribute this water shortage to the lack of rainfall the last two years.
Ministry officials expect water coupon prices to rise.
Police have arrested nine suspects....
Can you beIieve this shit? Been going on aII summer.
Outside the quarantine zone, a new airborne pathogen has killed 2 7 people.
Authorities uncovered new evidence linking the terrorist organization called V...
...to the St. Mary's viral attack on London 1 4 years ago.
My friend inside the Finger came up with something.
There were three men.
Covert inteI.
OriginaI bIack- baggers, aII under Creedy.
AIan Percy, Robert Keyes, WiIIiam Rookwood.
The day after the St. Mary's outbreak...
...Percy gives his Beretta a bIowjob, Keyes dies in a fire- -
Rookwood goes missing.
BIoody coincidences are making me sick to my stomach.
Rookwood.
How do I know that name?
Shit. He must have had a hidden trip on his fiIe at the Finger.
But how'd he know it was you?
What do we do?
I'm a cop. I have to know.
I came when they opened it. It gave me the coIIywobbIes.
StiII does.
That's cIose enough, inspector.
We're not wired.
I'm sorry, but a man in my position survives by taking every precaution.
- You have information for us? - No, you aIready have the information.
AII the names and dates are inside your head.
What you want, what you reaIIy need, is a story.
A story can be true or faIse.
I Ieave such judgments to you, inspector.
Our story begins, as these stories often do...
...with a young, up- and- coming poIitician.
He's a deepIy reIigious man and a member of the Conservative Party.
He's completely single- minded and has no regard for the political process.
The more power he attains, the more obvious his zealotry...
...and the more aggressive his supporters become.
Eventually, his party launches a special project in the name of national security.
At first it's believed to be a search for biological weapons...
...and it's pursued without regard to its cost.
However, the true goal of this project is power.
Complete and total hegemonic domination.
The project, however, ends violently.
But the efforts of those involved are not in vain...
...for a new ability to wage war is born from the blood of one of the victims.
Imagine a virus, the most terrifying virus you can...
...and then imagine that you and you aIone have the cure.
But if your ultimate goal is power, how best to use such a weapon?
WeII, it's at this point in our story that aIong comes a spider.
A man seemingly without a conscience...
...for whom the ends always justify the means.
He suggests that their target should not be an enemy of the country...
...but rather, the country itself.
Three targets are chosen to maximize the effect of the attack:
A school, a tube station and a water- treatment plant.
Several hundred die within the first few weeks.
Three Waters has, in fact, been contaminated.
Authorities are attempting to controI its deadIy spread.
- - sent destruction through the Underground.
Fueled by the media, fear and panic spread quickly...
...fracturing and dividing the country until, at last, the true goal comes into view.
Before the St. Mary's crises...
...no one wouId have predicted the resuIts of the eIection that year. No one.
And then not long after the election, lo and behold, a miracle.
Some believed it was the work of God himself.
But it was a pharmaceutical company controlled by certain party members...
...that made them all obscenely rich.
A year Iater, severaI extremists are tried, found guiIty and executed...
...whiIe a memoriaI is buiIt to canonize their victims.
But the end resuIt, the true genius of the pIan, was the fear.
Fear became the uItimate tooI of this government.
Through it, our poIitician was uItimateIy appointed...
...to the newIy created position of high chanceIIor.
The rest, as they say, is history.
- Can you prove any of this? - Why do you think I'm stiII aIive?
AII right. We'd Iike to take you into protective custody, Mr. Rookwood.
I'm sure you wouId.
But if you want that recording, you'II do what I teII you to do.
Put Creedy under 24- hour surveiIIance.
When I feeI safe he can't pick his nose without you knowing...
...I'II contact you again.
TiII then, cheerio.
Rookwood...
...why didn't you come forward before?
What were you waiting for?
WeII, for you, inspector.
I needed you.
What's he doing in the dark there?
Creepy Creedy. Not sure I wanna know.
SutIer can no Ionger trust you, can he, Mr. Creedy?
And we both know why.
After I destroy ParIiament...
...his onIy chance wiII be to offer them someone eIse, some other piece of meat.
And who wiII that be?
You, Mr. Creedy.
A man as smart as you has probabIy considered this.
A man as smart as you probabIy has a pIan.
That pIan is the reason SutIer no Ionger trusts you.
It's the reason why you're being watched right now...
...why there are eyes and ears in every room of this house...
- ...and a tap on every phone. - BoIIocks.
Oh, a man as smart as you, I think, knows otherwise.
- What do you want? - SutIer.
Come, now, Mr. Creedy, you knew this was coming.
You knew that one day it'd be you or him.
That's why SutIer's been kept underground for security purposes.
That's why there are severaI of your men cIose to SutIer...
...men that can be counted on. AII you have to do is say the word.
- What do I get out of this deaI? - Me.
If you accept, put an X on your front door.
Why shouId I trust you?
Because it's the onIy way you're ever going to stop me.
It is not my sword, Mondego, but your past that disarmed you.
May we come up?
You find your own tree.
We got Creepy pinned Iike a butterfIy for weeks.
StiII no word. What's he waiting for?
Yeah? Inspector, it's for you.
- Yeah. - Is that Chief Inspector Finch?
- It is. - This is Captain Clark...
...of the 1 37th Ward at Southend.
- We found him. - Found who?
William Rookwood, the one you're looking for.
I saw your report a couple weeks back, thought I'd run it through our John Does.
I hooked him. Perfect dental match.
A floater. Fishermen picked him up. No ID, never solved. Till now, that is.
- WiIIiam Rookwood is dead? - I'd say so. Twenty years now.
Goddamn it!
That son of a bitch sat there...
...and spoon- fed me that buIIshit, and I ate it up!
So, what do we do now, inspector?
We do what we shouId have been doing.
We find him.
Every day, gentlemen.
Every day that brings us closer to November...
...every day that man remains free...
...is one more failure.
Three hundred and forty- seven days, gentlemen.
Three hundred and forty- seven failures!
ChanceIIor, we do not have the adequate force- -
We are being buried beneath the avalanche of your inadequacies, Mr. Creedy!
I'II get it.
- Eric Finch? - Yeah.
BIoody heII.
How many went out?
So far we count eight boxcars.
- SeveraI hundred thousand, at Ieast. - Christ.
I want anyone caught with one of those masks arrested!
Give me the money! Give me the fucking money!
We're under siege here. The whoIe city's gone mad.
- This is exactIy what he wants. - What?
- Anarchy in the UK! - Chaos.
Mr. Creedy, I am holding you personally responsible for this situation.
The problem is that he knows us better than we know ourselves.
That's why I went to LarkhiII Iast night.
- That's outside quarantine. - I had to see it.
There wasn't much left.
But when I was there, it was strange.
I suddenIy had this feeIing that everything was connected.
Like I couId see the whoIe thing.
One long chain of events that stretched all the way back before Larkhill.
I feIt Iike I couId see everything that had happened...
...and everything that was going to happen.
Hey, you!
It was Iike a perfect pattern Iaid out in front of me...
...and I reaIized that we were aII a part of it...
...and aII trapped by it.
So do you know what's gonna happen?
No. It was a feeIing.
But I can guess.
With so much chaos, someone wiII do something stupid.
And when they do...
...things wiII turn nasty.
Rioters were arrested in Brixton.
And then SutIer wiII be forced to do the onIy thing he knows how to do.
At which point, aII V needs to do is keep his word.
And then....
Tonight's your big night.
You ready for it?
Are we ready for it?
I missed this song.
I didn't think you'd come.
I said I wouId.
You Iook weII.
Thank you.
May I inquire as to how you've avoided detection?
A fake ID works better than a Guy Fawkes mask.
I must confess, every time I heard a siren, I worried about you.
I worried about myseIf for a whiIe.
But then, one day, I was at a market...
...and a friend, someone I had worked with at the BTN, got in Iine behind me.
I was so nervous that when the cashier asked me for my money, I dropped it.
My friend picked it up...
...and handed it to me.
She Iooked at me right in the eyes...
...didn't recognize me.
Whatever you did to me worked better than I'd have imagined.
I have a gift for you, Evey...
...but before I give it to you, I'd Iike to ask you something.
WouId you dance with me?
Now? On the eve of your revoIution?
A revoIution without dancing is a revoIution not worth having.
I'd Iove to.
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 protestor, any instigator or agitator...
...will be made example of!
ChanceIIor, there is a contingency that has not been addressed.
And what is that, Mr. Dascomb?
- ShouId the terrorist succeed- - - He won't.
I understand that it is highIy unIikeIy, but if he does- -
If he does, and something happens to that building...
...the only thing that will change, the only difference it will make...
...is that tomorrow morning, instead of a newspaper...
...I will be reading Mr. Creedy's resignation!
You've been busy. They're very scared right now.
I heard SutIer's going to make a pubIic statement tonight.
It's nearIy time.
The masks were ingenious.
It was strange to suddenIy see your face everywhere.
ConceaI me what I am, and be my aid...
...for such disguise as hapIy shaII become the form of my intent.
- Twelfth Night. - VioIa.
- I don't understand. - What?
How you can be one of the most important things that has happened to me...
...and yet I know aImost nothing about you.
I don't know where you were born, who your parents were...
...if you had any brothers or sisters.
I don't even know what you reaIIy Iook Iike.
Evey, pIease.
There is a face beneath this mask...
...but it's not me.
I'm no more that face than I am the muscIes beneath it...
...or the bones beneath them.
I understand.
Thank you.
There isn't much time.
I have something I must give you.
I went by ParIiament.
Never seen anything Iike it. Tanks, anti- aircraft, infantry.
Makes you wish that no one wouId show up tonight.
But if they do, what do you think wiII happen?
What usuaIIy happens when peopIe without guns...
...stand up to peopIe with guns.
PuII over here.
We've searched these tunneIs for weeks. You think you're gonna find him now?
Inspector.
It's aII gone wrong, hasn't it?
The Underground? I thought they cIosed this aII down.
They did.
It took nearIy 1 0 years to cIear the tracks and Iay a bit of my own.
Let me show you.
These tracks Iead to ParIiament.
Yes.
Then it's reaIIy going to happen, isn't it?
It wiII if you want it to.
- What? - This is my gift to you, Evey.
Everything that I have; my home, my books, the gaIIery, this train...
...I'm Ieaving to you to do with what you wiII.
Is this another trick, V?
No. No more tricks. No more Iies.
OnIy truth.
And the truth is, you made me understand that I was wrong...
...that the choice to puII this Iever is not mine to make.
- Why? - Because this worId...
...the worId that I'm a part of and that I heIped shape, wiII end tonight.
And tomorrow, a different worId wiII begin...
...that different peopIe wiII shape, and this choice beIongs to them.
Where are you going?
The time has come for me to meet my maker...
...and to repay him in kind for aII that he's done.
V, wait! PIease, you don't have to do this.
You couId Iet it go. We couId Ieave here together.
No. You were right about what I am.
I have no tree waiting for me.
AII I want, aII I deserve, is at the end of that tunneI.
That's not true.
I can't.
My fellow Englishmen...
...tonight, our country...
...that which we stand for...
...and all that we hold dear...
...faces a grave and terrible threat.
The area's cIean, sir.
This violent and unparalleled assault to our security...
...will not go undefended.
Where is he?
Or unpunished.
Penny for the Guy.
Our enemy is an insidious one, seeking to divide us...
...and destroy the very foundation of our great nation.
I have kept my side of the bargain, but have you kept yours?
Bring him down.
Tonight we must remain steadfast.
We must remain determined.
But most of all, we must remain united.
Those caught tonight in violation of curfew...
...will be considered in league with our enemy...
...and prosecuted as a terrorist without leniency or exception.
I want to see his face.
Tonight I give you my most solemn vow...
...that justice will be swift...
...it will be righteous...
...and it will be without mercy.
Oh, God. No.
At Iast, we finaIIy meet.
I have something for you, chanceIIor.
A fareweII gift.
For aII the things you've done, for the things you might have done...
...and for the onIy thing you have Ieft.
Goodbye, chanceIIor.
Mr. Creedy.
Disgusting.
Now that's done with...
...it's time to have a Iook at your face.
Take off your mask.
No.
Defiant to the end, huh?
You won't cry Iike him, wiII you? You're not afraid of death.
You're Iike me.
The onIy thing you and I have in common, Mr. Creedy, is we're both about to die.
How do you imagine that's gonna happen?
With my hands around your neck.
BoIIocks.
What are you gonna do, huh?
We've swept this pIace. You've got nothing.
Nothing but your bIoody knives and your fancy karate gimmicks.
We have guns.
No, you have buIIets and the hope that when your guns are empty...
...I'm no Ionger standing, because if I am...
...you'II aII be dead before you've reIoaded.
That's impossibIe!
KiII him.
My turn.
Die! Die!
Why won't you die?!
Why won't you die?
Beneath this mask there is more than fIesh.
Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy.
And ideas are buIIetproof.
This is perimeter one. WhitehaII is secure. Over.
This is GeneraI Ackroyd.
Keep communication tight.
I won't have this getting any more boIIixed up than it aIready is.
V!
Oh, God, we have to stop your bIeeding.
PIease, don't. I'm finished and gIad of it.
Don't say that.
I toId you, onIy truth.
For 20 years I sought onIy this day.
Nothing eIse existed...
...untiI I saw you.
Then everything changed.
I feII in Iove with you, Evey...
...Iike I no Ionger beIieved I couId.
V, I don't want you to die.
That's the most beautifuI thing...
...you couId have ever given me.
V?
V?!
Eyes and ears have detected movement heading to TrafaIgar Square.
This is perimeter one. We have enemy contact.
HoId it. Stop right there.
You're Evey Hammond, aren't you?
Then it's over?
AImost.
Stop. Get your hand off that Iever.
No.
Enemy is approaching fast. Requesting orders.
- What shaII we do? - No response from Command.
Or from Party Leader Creedy.
Or from the high chanceIIor.
Why are you doing this?
- Because he was right. - About what?
That this country needs more than a buiIding right now. It needs hope.
BIoody heII, stand down! Stand down!
Jesus bIoody Christ.
It's time.
TeII me...
...do you Iike music, Mr. Finch?
That music?
Yes.
His music.
Who was he?
He was Edmond Dantes.
And he was my father...
...and my mother.
My brother.
My friend.
He was you...
...and me.
He was aII of us.
No one will ever forget that night...
...and what it meant for this country.
But I will never forget the man...
...and what he meant to me.