Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

In a split second, Newt pulls the cocoon from his pocket and releases it at Graves. The Swooping Evil soars around him, shielding Newt and the Aurors from Graves’s spells, and giving Newt time to raise his wand.

With a sense that he’s been holding this one back, he slashes it through the air: Out flies a crackling rope of supernatural light that wraps itself around Graves like a whip. Graves tries to hold it off as it tightens, but staggers, struggles, and falls to his knees, dropping his wand.

TINA

Accio.

Graves’s wand flies into Tina’s hand. Graves looks around at them, a deep hatred in his eyes.

Newt and Tina slowly advance, Newt raising his wand.

NEWT

Revelio.

Graves transforms. He is no longer dark, but blond and blue-eyed. He is the man on the posters. A murmur spreads through the crowd: GRINDELWALD.

Madam Picquery moves toward him.

GRINDELWALD

(with contempt)

Do you think you can hold me?

MADAM PICQUERY

We’ll do our best, Mr. Grindelwald.

Grindelwald stares intently at Madam Picquery, his expression of disgust turning into a small, derisory smile. He is forced to his feet by two Aurors, who move him toward the entrance.

As Grindelwald reaches Newt, he pauses—both smiling and sneering.

GRINDELWALD

Will we die, just a little?

He is led away, up and out of the subway. Newt watches, bemused.

TIME CUT:

Queenie and Jacob push their way through to the front of the Aurors. Jacob holds Newt’s case.

Queenie hugs Tina. Newt stares at Jacob.

JACOB

Hey . . . I figured somebody oughta keep an eye on this thing.

He hands Newt his case.

NEWT

(humble, completely grateful)

Thank you.

Madam Picquery addresses the group as she stares through the broken roof of the subway station, into the world outside.

MADAM PICQUERY

We owe you an apology, Mr. Scamander. But the magical community is exposed! We cannot Obliviate an entire city.

A beat as this sinks in.

As Newt follows Madam Picquery’s gaze, he sees a tendril of black matter, a small part of the Obscurus, floating down through the roof. Unnoticed by anyone else, it eventually floats up and away, trying to reconnect with its host.

A pause. Newt’s attention snaps back to the problem at hand.

NEWT

Actually, I think we can.

TIME CUT:

Newt has placed his case wide-open underneath the huge hole in the subway roof.

CLOSE ON NEWT’S OPEN CASE.

Suddenly the Thunderbird bursts forth in a flurry of feathers and gushes of wind—the crowd of Aurors backs away. The creature is beautiful, mesmerizing but scary, as he flaps his powerful wings and hovers above them.

Newt moves forward—he examines Frank, a look of real tenderness and pride on his face.

NEWT

I was intending to wait until we got to Arizona, but it seems like now you are our only hope, Frank.