75 EXT. STREET—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Bobbing along with a group of Santos supporters, case in hand, is Jacob and next to him, keeping point, Dumbledore. Just ahead of them, a vast BANNER bearing Santos’s image twists on the poles carrying it as the supporters march toward the mountains beyond the city.

  Just then, Dumbledore’s gaze lands on a group of Dark Aurors trailing close behind and he pulls Jacob ducking and swerving into an alley. They Apparate out of a doorway behind their pursuers and give them the slip.

  DUMBLEDORE

  Come.

  JACOB

  Where to next?

  DUMBLEDORE

  Oh. This is where I leave you.

  JACOB

  I’m sorry, you’re what? You’re leaving me?

  Dumbledore takes off his scarf.

  DUMBLEDORE

  I have to meet someone else, Mr. Kowalski. Not to worry. You’ll be perfectly safe.

  Dumbledore casts off his scarf. As it flutters through the air, the scarf morphs into a curtain. Dumbledore turns back to Jacob.

  BHUTAN LOCATION RENDERING

  PRELIMINARY GRAPHIC FOR WANTED POSTER, WITH SPACE LEFT FOR MOVING PHOTOGRAPHS OF JACOB KOWALSKI

  DUMBLEDORE (CONT’D)

  You don’t have the Qilin. Feel free to drop the case at the first hint of trouble.

  (stopping)

  One other thing, if you don’t mind me saying. You should stop doubting yourself. You have something most men go their entire lives without. Do you know what that is?

  Jacob shakes his head.

  DUMBLEDORE (CONT’D)

  A heart that is full. Only a truly brave man could open himself up so honestly and completely. As you do.

  With that, Dumbledore tips his hat and is gone.

  76 EXT. STREET—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Newt moves quickly, trying his best to remain inconspicuous. Sensing something, he stops. Turns.

  No one.

  BHUTAN LOCATION RENDERING

  77 EXT. NARROW STREET—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Theseus moves warily forward, case held tightly.

  78 EXT. NARROW STREET—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Newt proceeds through the village. A GREEN-ROBED FIGURE comes into frame.

  79 EXT. STREET—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  We follow a case, Lally, moving quickly. Glimpsing ahead, she sees Aurors. She turns into an alley and disappears from view.

  80 EXT. STREET—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Theseus moves warily through a narrow passage. We see figures shifting on the rooftops above him. Ahead, he spots two Aurors and draws his wand.

  81 EXT. BACK STREETS—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Lally moves quickly, glancing over her shoulder when . . .

  82 EXT. JUNCTION—BACK STREETS—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  . . . she comes together with Theseus at the junction of their respective streets. Both whirl, raise their wands . . . then recognize each other. Then, as one, their gazes shift. Around them, everywhere, are DARK AURORS.

  Lally and Theseus deflect, parry, and duel the Dark Aurors from all sides, retreating up the steps as they fire a flurry of counter spells and charms.

  Lally Stuns three Dark Aurors, Theseus Stuns half a dozen more. Lally levitates a dozen crystal balls and sends them cascading toward the Aurors as Theseus Stuns a Dark Auror on a balcony above them. Turning, Lally incapacitates another by wrapping him in fabric before sending an Auror shooting into a wall and imprisoning him there as if stuck in a portrait.

  Aurors are left sprawled all over the street before them. Their victory is short-lived, though, as two wands appear, drawn at the backs of their necks . . .

  HELMUT

  Cases, please.

  Helmut stands behind them, flanked by two Dark Aurors.

  BHUTAN LOCATION RENDERING

  83 EXT. ALLEYS/STONE STEPS—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Newt rounds a corner, and in the distance he sees two Aurors emerge ahead.

  Just beyond, he spots someone else.

  JACOB

  Hey, fellas . . .

  The Aurors turn, and TWHACK, Jacob sends both spinning with a swing of his case before darting out of sight. The Aurors recover and give chase.

  84 EXT. NARROW ALLEY, LEADING UPWARD—SAME TIME—DAY

  Jacob stumbles around a corner and races up some steep, narrow steps. Moments later, his pursuers come into view, stop, and stare upward.

  Empty.

  Except for Jacob’s case.

  85 EXT. BACK STREETS—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Helmut and his men take Lally’s and Theseus’s cases and set them down. A Dark Auror takes aim. Helmut raises his hand.

  HELMUT

  Wait. Open them. Make sure it’s in there. Idiot.

  The Auror trapped in the wall bangs with his fists to be let out. With a sigh, Helmut raises his wand and releases him, sending him sprawling to the ground with a thud.

  Lally and Theseus glance at the cases.

  86 EXT. BACK STREETS—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  One of Jacob’s pursuers tentatively approaches the abandoned case.

  As Lally and Theseus look on, two of Helmut’s Dark Aurors kneel beside the cases.

  POP! Jacob’s case flips open to REVEAL . . . POLISH PASTRIES.

  Lally’s and Theseus’s cases are opened, revealing BOOKS and the GOLDEN SNITCH.

  The Dark Auror hovering over Jacob’s case grabs a paczki and inspects it.

  As the Golden Snitch BUZZES upward, Helmut watches it rise past the surrounding rooftops when:

  BHUTAN LOCATION RENDERING

  WHOOSH!

  The books erupt out of Lally’s case and engulf the Dark Aurors, mummifying them in a windstorm of paper.

  Jacob’s case erupts with thousands of pastries cascading in a wave that sweeps the Dark Aurors down the steep steps and away.

  The Monster Book of Monsters attacks as Bludgers fly out of Theseus’s case and catapult into the Dark Aurors in the alley and atop the rooftops high above.

  Helmut furiously strips a piece of paper from his face only to discover, in the chaos, Lally and Theseus have escaped.

  87 EXT. STREETS/ALLEYS—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Dumbledore moves swiftly, glancing to a nearby rooftop as Bludgers rain down upon the Aurors and send them tumbling. A Snitch buzzes down toward him, and he catches it midair and pockets it. Suddenly, in lockstep, from an alleyway, a figure joins him.

  Never breaking stride, Aberforth.

  ABERFORTH

  How long does he have?

  THE PHOENIX FLIES OVERHEAD . . .

  88 EXT. STREET—BHUTAN—DAY

  . . . skating over the mass of people streaming far below.

  NEW ANGLE—STREET LEVEL

  Credence, looking ever more pale, bumps along amidst the jubilant throng of Liu supporters. Weakened and in pain, he pauses, leaning against a pillar before steeling himself once more and moving on.

  Credence yearns, like so many of Jo’s characters, to belong. And he feels in his heart that he cannot count on Grindelwald. He’s also very sick—the Obscurus seems to be taking him over more and more. So as he faces his own mortality, he is trying to figure out just where he belongs at this point in his life.

  — DAVID HEYMAN

  (Producer)

  89 EXT. NARROW ALLEY LEADING UPWARD—BHUTAN—DAY

  Jacob, case-less now, walks down a narrow alley. He feeds onto a street. He passes a GREEN-ROBED FIGURE when another figure sweeps in and grabs him firmly by the hand . . .

  . . . pulling him into a side street and away from the main street.

  QUEENIE

  You’re in danger, all right. You need to leave.

  JACOB

  Well . . .

  As he starts to speak, she puts a finger over his lips.

  QUEENIE

  I can’t. I can’t come home. It’s too late for me. Some mistakes are just too big.

  Jacob takes her hand away.

  JACOB

  Can you listen to me—

  QUEENIE

  There’s no time! I was followed. I gave them the slip, but it won’t be long before they find me.

  They’re going to find . . .

  (voice breaking)

  . . . us.

  JACOB

  I don’t care. All I got is us. I make no sense without us.

  QUEENIE

  Jacob, come on! I don’t love you anymore. Just get out of here.

  JACOB

  You’re the worst liar in the world, Queenie Goldstein.

  Just then, CHURCH BELLS peal softly.

  JACOB (CONT’D)

  You hear that? That’s a sign.

  She stops, glaring at him. He stares at her.

  Jacob enfolds Queenie’s hand in his and pulls her close.

  JACOB (CONT’D)

  Come here. Close your eyes. Please close your eyes. You know what Dumbledore said to me? He said that I got a full heart . . . He’s wrong, I’m always going to have room in there for you.

  QUEENIE

  Yeah.

  JACOB

  Look at me. Queenie Goldstein . . .

  As a tear trickles down her cheek, they both look up to see FIGURES surrounding them.

  90 EXT. BRIDGE—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Newt watches as Santos supporters cross a BRIDGE that rises into the sky; they disappear through a portal partway across. He grips his case tighter and moves forward, mingling with the crowd.

  From this vantage, the mountain looms mightily, its peak draped in thick clouds.

  Newt makes his way onto the bridge, toward the portal. Stepping through it, he disappears with a whoosh.

  91 EXT. BASE OF EYRIE—BHUTAN—DAY

  At the base of the Eyrie we see vast steps rising up to the clouds and the Eyrie above. We drop down to reveal Newt, striding purposefully, in the direction of the steps.

  Directly ahead, a solitary figure, Fischer, stands unmoving. She turns, eyes focused on Newt. There is something ominous in her posture.

  Newt, debating a detour, but there is only one way up when . . .

  EYRIE LOCATION RENDERING

  BHUTAN LOCATION RENDERING

  FISCHER

  Mr. Scamander. We’ve never been properly introduced. Henrietta Fischer. Herr Vogel’s attaché.

  NEWT

  Ah, yes— Hello—

  She nods to the clouds overhead.

  FISCHER

  I can take you up. There’s a private entrance for members of the High Council. If you just follow me . . .

  Newt doesn’t move, eyeing her skeptically.

  NEWT

  I’m sorry, why would you do that? Take me up?

  FISCHER

  Isn’t it obvious?

  NEWT

  No, frankly, it’s not.

  FISCHER

  Dumbledore’s sent me.

  (the case)

  I know what you have in the case, Mr. Scamander.

  As Fischer’s eyes narrow, a throng of exuberant Santos, Liu, and Grindelwald supporters spill into view. Quick as a snake, Fischer’s hand snatches Newt’s where he grips the handle. They lock eyes, and Newt makes to wrest the case free while the crowd converges. They continue to wrestle over control of the case as they are borne down the middle of the square, surrounded by happy faces and cheering voices.

  FLASH!—a bolt of fire strikes Newt behind his ear. He falls. Zabini appears, standing within the crowd, looking down at him, wand SMOKING. Fischer smiles before turning away, carrying the case with her.

  92 EXT. BRIDGE—BHUTAN—SAME TIME

  Theseus paces nervously as Lally stands by. The bridge is nearly deserted now. A HORN, like a CLARION CALL, rises over the city.

  LALLY

  He should be here any minute.

  Just ahead, Kama and a group of Dark Aurors appear, heading toward them. The Dark Aurors raise their wands. Kama moves through the Aurors.

  Kama suddenly drops, driving his wand into the earth, releasing a pulse of magic that stuns the Aurors, concussing them instantly.

  THESEUS

  What kept you?

  Theseus, Lally, and Kama head onto the bridge and disappear.

  93 EXT. BASE OF EYRIE—BHUTAN—DAY

  Coming to, Newt glances about frantically, buffeted by the crowd . . .

  He sees Fischer making her way up the stairs ahead.

  Towering above supporters and voters are massive freestanding BANNERS, which act as SCREENS to reflect the ceremony above. As Newt stares at the banner—in reflection—Vogel appears.

  VOGEL

  I thank the candidates for their words . . .

  94 EXT. EYRIE—BHUTAN—CONTINUOUS—DAY

  Liu, Santos, and Grindelwald stand side by side.

  VOGEL

  Each represents a distinct vision of how we will shape not only our world, but the non-magical world as well. Which brings us to the most important part of our ceremony. The walk of the Qilin.

  A Qilin is brought forth.

  We CUT TO:

  What I love about Jo’s characters is they are rich; they are never one thing. Grindelwald is very dark, but unlike Voldemort, it’s not just that love is absent in his life. I think he feels a deep sadness that Dumbledore—his great love—hasn’t joined him on this journey. So, yes, Grindelwald is evil and dark and desirous of power and would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. But beneath that he is filled with a sense of loss, of melancholy.

  — DAVID HEYMAN

  (Producer)

  95 EXT. EYRIE—BHUTAN—SAME TIME—DAY

  Newt reaches the great steps that stretch up to the Eyrie, seeing a tiny figure up ahead with his case—Fischer.

  As he pounds up the steps, he looks across to the banners and sees the Qilin being put before Grindelwald, Liu, and Santos.

  A QUICK TOUR AROUND THE WORLD, as dignitaries at MAGICAL MINISTRIES, in EUROPE and elsewhere, watch the ceremony.

  On the screen the Qilin moves tentatively forward—toward the candidates. As the Qilin moves toward Grindelwald, Liu and Santos exchange a glance.

  Newt charges toward Fischer, who simply turns to look at Newt, making no effort to move.

  The Qilin stands in front of Grindelwald and gazes up at him.

  Fischer holds out the case. Newt studies her, perplexed by her demeanor, then reaches out. As his fingers make contact, the case turns to dust. In a panic, he watches the particles drift into the air. He looks back to Fischer, who continues to smile.

  As the dust drifts up, the banners reveal Grindelwald and the Qilin.

  The Qilin, in front of Grindelwald, bows. For a moment, there is a long beat of silence.

  VOGEL

  The Qilin has seen. Seen goodness, strength, qualities essential to lead, and to guide us. Who do you see?

  The assembled witches and wizards thrust their wands into the air. SPELLS explode. The THREE COLORS of Liu, Santos, and Grindelwald stream into the sky and then turn to one, Grindelwald’s green.

  Newt stands stunned.

  Grindelwald savors the adulation.

  VOGEL (CONT’D)

  Gellert Grindelwald is the new leader of the magical world by acclamation.

  As the crowd ROARS, Acolytes on either side of Newt shove him up the steps. Grindelwald nods to Rosier and she brings forth Queenie and Jacob.

  Newt tries to push his way toward Queenie and Jacob, but the two Acolytes restrain him.

  Rosier brings Jacob farther up the steps and hands his snakewood wand to Grindelwald.

  Grindelwald surveys the crowd, who waits, eyes fixed on him, then gestures to Jacob.

  GRINDELWALD

  This is the man who tried to take my life. This man who has no magic, who would marry a witch and pollute our blood. This forbidden union will make us less, make us weak, like his kind. He is not alone, my friends. There are thousands who seek to do the same. There can only be one response to such vermin.

  Grindelwald tosses away Jacob’s wand and raises his own.

  As Jacob turns to face him, Grindelwald hits him with a spell that throws him down the steps and sends him sprawling onto his back at Queenie’s feet.

  GRINDELWALD (CONT’D)

  Crucio!

  A lightning spell sends Jacob writhing in pain at Queenie’s feet.

  NEWT

  No!

  QUEENIE

  Make him stop!

  GRINDELWALD

  Our war with the Muggles begins today!

  Grindelwald’s SUPPORTERS CHEER wildly.

  Lally, Theseus, and Kama can be seen moving through the crowd, looking shocked.

  Jacob remains writhing in pain on the ground until Santos raises her wand and lifts the Cruciatus Curse afflicting him. Relieved, Jacob lies back in Queenie’s arms.

  Grindelwald turns his face to the sky, basking in his glory.

  He stays like this, reveling in the moment when . . .

  . . . he spies the Phoenix circling overhead. A solitary feather of ASH seesaws from the sky and attaches itself to his cheek. He wipes it away, looking troubled.

  Grindelwald turns, squinting, as a FIGURE emerges from the steps . . .

  Credence.

  Grindelwald studies him with interest as he approaches, looking weak but defiant. As he stops in front of Grindelwald, he reaches out, as if he were going to cradle Grindelwald’s face, then takes his fingers and smears the ash on his cheek. Aberforth and Dumbledore emerge at the back of the crowd as Credence turns, addressing the dignitaries.

  CREDENCE

  He’s lying to you. That creature is dead.

  Newt regards the bewitched Qilin sadly.