"Remember, remember, the fifth of November." It's Guy Fawkes day, and V has big plans. Destroying the judicial building is only the beginning: he will make the people overthrow the fascist government in favor of anarchy. Even death won't stop him from achieving his goals. 
 As a (self-proclaimed, anyway) Smart Person I know that I'm supposed to love this far more than I did. I respect the hell out of it, but that's not the same as liking it.