Victory.

X. :

 Garrison?

District Attorney Jim Garrison :

Yes.

X. :

Glad you came.

Sorry about the precautions.

District Attorney Jim Garrison :

I just hope it was worth my while, Mr...?

X. :

I could give you a false name, 

but I won't. Call me "X."

District Attorney Jim Garrison :

I've already been warned by The Agency, 

so, if this is another threat--

X. :

I'm not with The Agency, Mr. Garrison.

If you've come this far, 

what I have to say interests you.

I won't name names or tell you 

who or what I represent.

Except to say You're close.

Closer than You Think.

The Policeman :
Bloody 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 file at The Finger.

The Other Policeman :
But how'd he know it was you?
What do we do?

The Policeman :
I'm A Cop. I have to know.

I came when they opened it --
It gave me the collywobbles... Still does.

V :
That's close enough, Inspector.

The Policeman :
We're not wired.

V :
I'm sorry, but a man in my position
survives by taking every precaution.

The Policeman :
You have Information for us?

V :
No, you already 

have The Information.
All the names and dates
are inside Your Head.

No, What You Want,
What You really 

NEED, is A Story.

The Policeman :
A Story can be 

True OR False.

V :
I leave such judgments 
to you, Inspector.