Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

SCENE 9

INT. BINGLEY’S OFFICE—MOMENTS LATER—DAY

Jacob is facing the imposing and impeccably suited Mr. Bingley. Bingley is examining Jacob’s business proposal for a bakery.

An uncomfortable silence. The sound of a ticking clock and Bingley murmuring.

Jacob looks down at his pocket—the egg has started to vibrate.

BINGLEY

You are currently working . . . in a canning factory?

JACOB

That’s the best I can do—I only got back in ’24.

BINGLEY

Got back?

JACOB

From Europe, sir. Yeah—I was part of the Expeditionary Forces there—

Jacob is clearly nervous, miming a digging action to the words “Expeditionary Forces,” in the vain hope that a joke might help his cause.

SCENE 10

INT. BACK ROOM OF THE BANK—MOMENTS LATER—DAY

We cut back to Newt in the bank—in seeking the Niffler, he has ended up waiting in line for a bank teller. He cranes his neck, peering toward the bag of a lady at the front of the line. Tina watches him from behind a pillar.

ANGLE ON COINS spilling from underneath a bench.

ANGLE ON NEWT, who hears the coins and turns to see small paws hastily gathering them up.

ANGLE ON THE NIFFLER sitting under the bench, looking fat and smug. Not yet satisfied, its attention is caught by the shiny tag hanging around the neck of a small dog. The Niffler moves slowly, cheekily, forward—little paw outstretched to grab the tag. The dog snarls and barks.

Newt starts forward and dives under the bench—the Niffler runs, scuttling over the bank counter screens and out of Newt’s reach.

SCENE 11

INT. BINGLEY’S OFFICE—MOMENTS LATER—DAY

Jacob opens his case with great pride. Inside is displayed a selection of his homemade pastries.

JACOB (O.S.)

All right.

BINGLEY

Mr. Kowalski—

JACOB

—You gotta try the paczki, okay, it’s my grandmother’s recipe, the orange zest—just—

Jacob holds out a paczki . . . Bingley is not distracted.

BINGLEY

Mr. Kowalski, what do you propose to offer the bank as collateral?

JACOB

Collateral?

BINGLEY

Collateral.

Jacob gestures hopefully toward his pastries.

BINGLEY

There are machines now that can produce hundreds of doughnuts an hour—

JACOB

I know, I know, but they’re nothing like what I can do—

BINGLEY

The bank must be protected, Mr. Kowalski. Good day to you.

Bingley dismissively rings a bell on his desk.

SCENE 12

INT. BEHIND THE BANK COUNTERS—MOMENTS LATER—DAY

The Niffler sits on a trolley covered in money bags, which it greedily empties into its pouch. As Newt watches through the security bars, aghast, a guard pushes the trolley away down a corridor.

SCENE 13

INT. BINGLEY’S BANK, HALL—MOMENTS LATER—DAY

Jacob, downcast, exits Bingley’s office. His bulging pocket vibrates. Alarmed, he pulls out the egg and looks around.

ANGLE ON THE NIFFLER, still sitting on the trolley, which is now being pushed into an elevator.

ANGLE ON JACOB, who sees Newt in the distance.

JACOB