of you.
Not a name in a register,
not a memory in a living brain.
You will be annihilated in the past
as well as in the future.
3,000.
This time it won't hurt you.
Before we bring this session to an end,
I want you to ask me your questions.
I want you to clear your mind.
Julia.
She betrayed you, Winston.
Immediately. Unreservedly.
All her rebellion, deceit,
folly, dirty-mindedness
has been turned out of her.
Does Big Brother exist?
Of course.
In the same way as me?
You do not exist.
You have not asked me the question
that is uppermost in your mind, Winston.
You know what is in Room 101.
Everyone knows what's in Room 101.
Now, fix your eyes on mine.
(electrical current)
(O'Brien) What country
is Oceania at war with?
(Winston) I...
I don't remember.
(O'Brien) Oceania is at war with Eastasia.
Do you remember that now?
Yes.
How many fingers am I holding up?
Five.
You see, at least, that it is possible.
You've understood the reality of the past
and the present, Winston.
Now, what of the future?
A question: How does one man
assert power over another?
- By making him suffer.
- Exactly.
Obedience is not enough.
Power is inflicting pain and humiliation,
otherwise you cannot be sure.
Power is tearing human minds apart,
and putting them together again
in new shapes of your own choosing.
Power is not a means. It is an end.
In our world, there will only be triumph
and self-abasement.
Everything else, we shall destroy.
The past is forbidden. Why?
Because when we can cut man
from his own past,
then we can cut him from his family,
his children, other men.
There is no loyalty
except loyalty to the Party.
There is no love
except love of Big Brother.
All competing pleasures, we will destroy.
If you want a vision of the future, imagine
a boot stamping on a human face forever.
Winston...
You are thinking
that my face is old and tired,
that while I talk of power, I am unable
to prevent the decay of my own body.
But the individual is only a cell, Winston.
The weariness of the cell
is the vigour of the organism.
- You'll fail.
- Why?
It's impossible.
Hatred and fear have no life.
Why is hate less vital than love?
I don't know but somehow you'll fail.
Something will defeat you.
- Life will defeat you.
- We control life, at all levels.
We create human nature.
Men are infinitely malleable.
Or perhaps you will return to your old idea
that the proletarians will arise.
Put it out of your mind.
They are helpless animals.
Humanity is the Party.
I don't care. In the end, they'll beat you.
Sooner or later, they'll tear you to pieces.
On what evidence?
Goldstein's book.
I wrote it.
Or at least I collaborated in writing it.
No book is individually produced,
as you know.
I just believe it.
I know you'll fail.
There's something in this world,
some spirit that you will never overcome.
What is it, this principle?
I don't know.
The spirit of man.
Do you consider yourself a man?
Yes.
If you're a man, you're the last man.
Your kind is extinct. We are the inheritors.
Do you understand that you're alone?
You're outside history.
You unexist.
Get up.
Come here.
(gasps)
(coughs)
Look at you. You're rotting away.
That is the last man.
If you're human, that is humanity.
It won't last forever.
You can escape from it
whenever you choose.
Everything depends on you.
You did it.
You reduced me to this.
No, Winston, you reduced yourself to it.
When will you shoot me?
It might take a long time.
But don't give up hope.
Everyone is cured sooner or later.
And in the end
we shall shoot you.
The law of gravity is nonsense.
No such law exists.
If I think I float and you think I float,
then it happens.
- I love you.
- You have the strength, the whole Party.
You are the Party.
You're one of us. One of the chosen.
- I love you.
- I love you, too.
(gunshot)
Julia.
Julia, my love.
Julia...