Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

EXT. TENEMENT IN THE BRONX—NIGHT

We follow the Obscurus as it churns and twists through the city, wreaking havoc. Cars are sent flying, pavements explode, and buildings are demolished—the Obscurus leaves only destruction in its wake.

SCENE 99

EXT. SQUIRE’S ROOFTOP—NIGHT

Newt, Tina, Jacob, and Queenie stand on the rooftop underneath a large SQUIRE’S sign. From the edge they have a clear view of the chaos going on below.

JACOB

(overstimulated)

Jeez . . . Is that the Obscuriathing?

Sirens sound. Newt is staring, registering the scale of the destruction.

NEWT

That’s more powerful than any Obscurial I have ever heard of . . .

A particularly loud explosion in the distance. The city beneath them is starting to burn. Newt thrusts his case into Tina’s hands and takes a journal from his pocket.

NEWT

If I don’t come back, look after my creatures. Everything that you need to know is in there.

He hands her the journal, barely able to make eye contact.

TINA

What?

NEWT

(looking back to the Obscurus)

They’re not killing it.

Their eyes meet—a moment full of what they might have said to each other—before Newt jumps from the roof and Disapparates.

TINA

(distraught)

NEWT!

Tina slams the case into Queenie’s arms.

TINA

You heard him—look after them!

Tina also Disapparates. Queenie shoves the case at Jacob.

QUEENIE

Keep holda that, honey.

She moves to Disapparate, but Jacob hangs on to her and she falters.

JACOB

No, no, no!

QUEENIE

I can’t take you. Please let go of me, Jacob!

JACOB

Hey—hey! You’re the one that said I was one of youse . . . right?

QUEENIE

It’s too dangerous.

A further massive explosion in the distance. Jacob tightens his grip on Queenie. She reads his mind and her expression changes to one of wonderment and tenderness as she sees what he went through in the war. Queenie is moved and appalled. Very slowly, she raises a hand and touches his cheek.

SCENE 100

EXT. TIMES SQUARE—NIGHT

The scene is one of total chaos. Buildings are on fire, people scream and run in all directions, cars lie destroyed in the street.

Graves prowls through the square, oblivious to the distress around him, his focus concentrated on only one thing.

The Obscurus writhes at one end of the square, its energy angrier now—moving through layers of hurt and anguish, the products of isolation and torment—flecks of red light roaring from within. Credence’s face is just discernible within the mass, distorted, pained. Graves stands before it, triumphant.

Newt Apparates from farther down the street and watches.

GRAVES

(shouting to reach Credence over the almighty noise)

To survive so long, with this inside you, Credence, is a miracle. You are a miracle. Come with me—think of what we could achieve together.