Did you just butt in on the Investigative Team again?
Tina is about to defend herself, but Abernathy continues:
ABERNATHY
Where’ve you been?
TINA
(awkward)
What . . . ?
ABERNATHY
(to Newt)
Where’d she pick you up?
NEWT
Me?
Newt quickly looks at Tina, who shakes her head, her expression one of desperation. Newt stalls—a silent pact between him and Tina.
ABERNATHY
(agitated with the lack of information)
Have you been tracking them Second Salemers again?
TINA
Of course not, sir.
Graves comes around the corner. Abernathy is immediately cowed.
ABERNATHY
Afternoon, Mr. Graves, sir!
GRAVES
Afternoon, ah—Abernathy.
Tina steps forward to formally address Graves.
TINA
(speaking quickly, eager to have her case heard)
Mr. Graves, sir, this is Mr. Scamander—he has a crazy creature in that case and it got out and caused mayhem in a bank, sir.
GRAVES
Let’s see the little guy.
Tina breathes a sigh of relief: Finally someone is listening to her. Newt tries to speak up—he looks more panicky than might seem warranted by a Niffler—but Graves dismisses him.
Tina theatrically places the case onto a table and throws open the lid. She looks aghast at the contents.
ANGLE ON THE CASE CONTENTS—it is full of pastries.
Newt approaches, nervous. On seeing the contents, he looks horrified. Graves looks confused, but smirks slightly—another one of Tina’s mistakes.
GRAVES
Tina . . .
Graves walks away. Newt and Tina stare at each other.
SCENE 25EXT. STREET ON THE LOWER EAST SIDE—DAYJacob marches along the overcast street, case in hand, past pushcarts, shabby little shops, and tenement buildings. He continually throws nervous glances over his shoulder.
SCENE 26INT. JACOB’S ROOM—DAYA tiny, dirty room, the furnishings sparse and shabby.
CLOSE ON THE CASE as Jacob throws it down onto his bed. He looks up at a portrait of his grandmother, which hangs on the wall.
JACOB
I’m sorry, Grandma.
Jacob sits down at his desk, hanging his head in his hands, downcast, tired. Behind him, one of the catches on the case flies open. Jacob turns . . .
He sits down on the bed and examines the case. The second catch now flicks open of its own accord, and the case begins to shake, emitting aggressive animalistic sounds. Jacob slowly backs away.
Tentatively, he leans forward . . . Suddenly the lid flies open and out bursts a Murtlap—a rat-like creature with an anemone-style growth on its back. Jacob grapples with it, holding it tightly in both hands as it struggles.
We whip back to the case, which flies open once again as an invisible being shoots out, crashing into the ceiling before smashing through the window.
The Murtlap lunges forward, biting Jacob on the neck, sending him crashing through furniture and tumbling to the floor.