V for Vendetta
I shall die here, every inch of me shall perish… except one. An inch. It’s small and it’s fragile and it’s the only thing in the world that’s worth having. We must never lose it, or sell it, or give it away. We must never let them take it from us. I don’t know who you are, or whether you’re a man, or a woman. I may never see you. I will never hug you, or cry with you, or get drunk with you. But I love you. I hope that you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better and that one day people have roses again.
It's V for Vendetta, and This Film is Lit.
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