Authors: J. K. Rowling
INT. MINISTRY OF MAGIC, HEARING ROOM—AFTERNOON
NEWT and THESEUS enter the room, where TORQUIL TRAVERS (harsh, mean-spirited), ARNOLD GUZMAN (American), and RUDOLPH SPIELMAN (who is still bruised from GRINDELWALD’S
escape, the bloody bite visible on his neck) are already sitting.
Two empty chairs, which NEWT and THESEUS take. The corners of the room are in darkness.
The quill begins to write. TRAVERS opens a file in front of him, which contains pictures of NEWT’S Wanted pictures and of the post-Obscurial devastation in New
You want an end to the ban on your traveling internationally. Why?
Because I like to travel internationally.
(reading from his own file)
“Subject uncooperative and evasive on reasons for last international trip.”
All look at NEWT, waiting.
It was a field trip. I was collecting material for my book on magical beasts—
You destroyed half of New York.
No, that’s actually factually incorrect on two counts—
(quiet but stern)
NEWT stops, frowns.
Mr. Scamander, it’s clear you’re frustrated and, frankly, so are we. In the spirit of compromise, we’d like to make a proposition.
NEWT glances at THESEUS warily. THESEUS nods: Listen.
What kind of proposition?
The committee will agree to lift your travel ban under one condition.
NEWT waits. SPIELMAN leans forward.
You join the Ministry. Specifically, your brother’s department.
NEWT digests this, then:
No, I—that isn’t my kind of—Theseus is the Auror. I think my talents lie elsewhere—
Mr. Scamander. The wizarding and non-wizarding worlds have been at peace for over a century. Grindelwald wants to see that peace destroyed, and for certain members of our
community his message is very seductive. Many purebloods believe it is their birthright to rule not only our world but the non-magic world as well. They see Grindelwald as their hero, and
Grindelwald sees this boy as a means to make this all come true.
Hearing this, NEWT frowns, watching as CREDENCE’S face emerges in the surface of the table.
I’m sorry. You’re talking about Credence as if he were still here.
He survived, Newt.
NEWT stops cold, his eyes fixed on THESEUS. THESEUS nods.
He’s still alive. He left New York months ago. He’s somewhere in Europe. Where exactly, we don’t know, but—
And you want me to hunt Credence down? To kill him?
Out of the shadows in the corner comes deep, nasty laughter.
Same old Scamander.
NEWT reacts to the sound of the voice. GRIMMSON moves into the light. Scarred, brutal, he is a beast hunter for hire.
What’s he doing here?
Taking on the job you’re too soft to do.
GRIMMSON walks toward them while the ghostly image of CREDENCE shimmers on the enchanted surface of the table.
Is that it?
NEWT rises furiously, storms toward the door.
(calling after him)
Travel documentation denied!
THESEUS stares at the door as it closes. The committee looks unsurprised, turns their gazes to the smirking GRIMMSON.
INT. MINISTRY OF MAGIC, CORRIDOR—AFTERNOON
THESEUS chases after NEWT.
NEWT stops. Turns.
You think I like the idea of Grimmson any more than you do?
Listen, I don’t want to hear how the ends justify the means, Theseus.
I think you’re gonna have to pull your head out of the sand!
Okay, right, here we go. What a selfish . . . irresponsible . . .
You know, the time is coming when everyone’s going to have to pick a side. Even you.
I don’t do sides.
Newt . . .
He turns to go, but THESEUS runs after him, grabs his arm to hold him back.
(pulling him in for a hug)
NEWT doesn’t reciprocate but doesn’t fight him off either.
(in NEWT’S ear)
They’re watching you.
INT. MINISTRY OF MAGIC, HEARING ROOM—AFTERNOON
GRIMMSON is sitting in what was NEWT’S seat, facing the committee.
Well, gentlemen. I assume this means I have the job.
EXT. SKYLINE OF UPMARKET QUARTER OF PARIS—AFTERNOON
EXT. ELEGANT STREET OF 19TH-CENTURY PARISIAN HOUSES—AFTERNOON
GRINDELWALD and ACOLYTES stand in the street. GRINDELWALD points his cane at a particularly fine house.
A clatter announces the arrival of a horse-drawn hearse.
NAGEL, KRALL, CARROW, ABERNATHY, KRAFFT, ROSIER (female), and MACDUFF approach the front door. KRALL opens it with his wand. The ACOLYTES enter.
PARISIAN MAN (O.S.)
PARISIAN WOMAN (O.S.)
Qui est là?
GRINDELWALD looks around the street, calm, waiting, tapping on the pavement with his cane.
We see a green flash—the Killing Curse. The door reopens. Two black coffins exit. GRINDELWALD watches as NAGEL and KRAFFT load the coffins onto the carriage.
INT. GRINDELWALD’S HIDEOUT, DRAWING ROOM—AFTERNOON
GRINDELWALD surveys the elegant clutter left by the haut bourgeois family he has just murdered.
Yes. This will be suitable after a thorough cleanse.
I want you to go to the circus now. Give my note to Credence, begin his journey.
NAGEL nods and leaves.
When we’ve won, they’ll flee cities in the millions. They’ve had their time.
We don’t say such things out loud. We want only freedom. Freedom to be ourselves.
To annihilate non-wizards.
Not all of them. Not all. We’re not merciless. The beast of burden will always be necessary.
We hear the sound of a child close at hand.