V字仇杀队演讲

Good evening London,

Allow me first to apologize. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of

the 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, 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. 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 it the

re?

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

system of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting 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 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

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.

V

Remember, remember

The 5th of November

要记住，要记住，

11

月的

5

日

The gunpowder treason and plot

火药阴谋和叛乱

I know of no reason

Why the gunpowder treason

Should ever be forgot

我不知有何理由可以忘记火药阴谋

We are told to remember the idea

and not the man

我们被教导要记住思想，不是人

Because a man can fail

He can be caught,

he can be killed and forgotten

因为人可能失败

他可能会被捕

他会被杀死、被遗忘

But 400 years later......an idea can still change the world

但

400

年后思想仍可改变世界

I have witnessed firsthand

the power of ideas.

我亲眼目睹了思想的威力

I've seen people kill

in the name of them...

我见过人们以它为名杀戮

...and die defending them

为维护它而送命

But you cannot kiss an idea......cannot touch it or hold it

但你不能杀死思想不能触到它或者捧着它

Ideas do not bleed.

They do not feel pain.

思想不会流血，不会感到痛苦

思想不会死去

They do not love.

他们不会爱

And it is not an idea that I miss

但我最思念的不是思想

It is a man

A man that made me remember

the 5th of November.

是一个男人，让我记住

月

5

日的男人

A man that I will never forget.

一个我永不会忘记的男人

That with devotion's visage and pious action

we do sugar o'er the devil himself.

人们往往用至诚的外表和虔敬的

行动，掩饰一颗魔鬼般的

Who is but the form

following the function of what......and what I am is a man in a mask.

我是谁？名字只是事物的代号而已

而我是一个戴面具的人

I'm merely remarking upon the paradox

of asking a masked man who he is.

我不过是指出一个矛盾，

需要问一个戴面具的人是谁吗？

But on this most auspicious of nights......permit me then, in lieu of the more

commonplace sobriquet......to suggest the characterof this dramatis persona.

这样一个美好的夜晚请允许我建议用更平常的语言来介绍一位 戏剧性的角色

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 bygone 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.

一位谦虚的杂耍老手代苦难命运的受害者和加害者演出这个面孔，

不只是虚华的 外

表它是遗存的人民呼声

现已空洞消亡

不过，我这对过往烦恼的勇敢访问者

恢复了生命的活力

决心铲除那些引来

腐败堕落邪恶的毒虫

遏制他们狂暴的恶毒的

以及贪婪的对意志的破坏

对他们唯一的裁决就是复仇

正义和警惕的信念不会落空

它们的价值和真理终将实现

当然，我这段莫名其妙的杂碎汤

带来的是最冗长的自我介绍

所以简单地说，能遇见您

是我很大的荣幸，请叫我

V

The DCD was Tchaikovsky's

1812

是柴科夫斯基的《

1812

序曲》

- Whereby important events of the past...

-

……历史的重要时刻……

...usually associated with someone's death

or the end of some awful, bloody struggle...

通常是跟某人的死去或者

苦难挣扎的结束有关

...are celebrated with a nice holiday...

...I thought we could mark

this November the 5th...

然后以一个美好的

假日来纪念

我想我们可以把这个

11

月

5

日作为

...a day that is, sadly,

no longer remembered...

可悲地不再被记住的一天

...by taking some time out of our daily lives

to sit down and have a little chat.

只需从我们的日常生活