Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

Dougal... you settle down now, please.

It wont be long.

Next.

British, huh? -Yes.

-First trip to New York? -Yes.

Anything edible in there?

-No.

Livestock?

Must get that fixed... ahh, no.

Let me take a look.

Welcome to New York.

-Thank you.

Next!

And it was like a... like a

wind or like a... like a ghost...

but dark... and I saw its eyes.

Shinin white eyes...

A dark wind... with eyes.

-Like a dark mass,

and it dove down there, down underground.

Someone ought do something about it.

It's everywhere this thing.

It's out of control.

Hey, did you get anything?

-Dark wind, blah blah.

Its some atmospheric hooey.

Or electrical.

Hey, you thirsty? -Nah, Im on the

wagon. Promised Martha Id lay off.

It's atmospheric.

This great city sparkles with

the jewels of mans invention!

Movie theaters, automobiles,

the wireless, electric lights.

All dazzle and bewitch us!

-So sorry.

But where there is light

there is shadow, friend.

Something is stalking our city, wreaking

destruction and then disappearing without a trace.

Listen to me.

We have to fight, join us,

the Second Salemers, in our fight!

-Excuse me, doll. -You hear me?

Just trying to get to the bank.

-We have to fight together...

Excuse me, trying... -Watch it!

-So sorry, my case.

No harm done.

Excuse me!

-You, friend!

What drew you to our meeting today?

Oh... I was just passing.

-Are you a seeker?

A seeker after truth?

Im more of a chaser, really.

Hear my words and heed my warning.

And laugh if you dare.

Witches live among us!

We have to fight together for the sake

of our children, for the sake of tomorrow!

What do you say to that, friend?

Excuse me.

Can I help you, sir?

No, I was just... just... waiting.

Hi.

What brings you here?

-Same as you...

Youre here to get a loan

to open up a bakery? -Yes.

What are the odds of that?

Well, may the best man win, I guess.

-Excuse me.

Hey, mister... Hey, mister!

Hey, fella! -Mr. Kowalski,

Mr. Bingley will see you now.

Okay... Okay.

You are currently working

in a canning factory?

Thats the best I can

do... I only got back in 24.

Got back?

-From Europe, sir.

Yeah... I was part of the

Expeditionary Forces there.

All right. -Mr. Kowalski. -You

gotta try the paczki. Okay?

Its my grandmothers

recipe, the orange zest... just...

Mr. Kowalski, what do you propose

to offer the bank as collateral?

Collateral?

-Collateral.

There are machines now that can

produce hundreds of doughnuts an hour...

I know, I know, but theyre

nothing like what I can do.

The bank must be

protected, Mr. Kowalski.

Good day to you.

Hey, Mr. English guy!

I think your egg is hatching.

What? What just happened?

But...

Excuse me...

I was... over there. I was... over there?

In you hop...

-Hello?

No. Everyone settle down. Stay.

Dougal, dont make me come in there.

Dont make me come down there.

Absolutely not!

Alohomora!

Oh, so youre gonna steal the money, huh?

Petrificus Totalus!

Mr. Bingley!

Kowalski!

Really?

No... Look at that.

Look.

Oh no... No, no, no.

Dont shoot. Dont shoot!

What? For the last time, you pilfering

pest... paws off what doesnt belong to you.

Im awfully sorry about all that.

What the hell was that?

-Nothing that need concern you.

Now unfortunately you have seen far

too much, so if you wouldnt mind...

if you just stand there, this

will be over in a jiffy. -Sure, yeah.

Sorry...

Bugger.

Who are you?

-Im sorry?

Who are you? -Newt Scamander. And you

are? -Whats that thing in your case?

Thats my Niffler.

Youve got something on your... -Why in the name

of Deliverance Dane did you let that thing loose?

I didnt mean to, hes incorrigible, you

see, anything shiny, hes all over the place.

You didnt mean to? -No. -You could not have

chosen a worse time to let that creature loose!

Were in the middle of a situation here!

Im taking you in.

-Youre taking me where?

Magical Congress of the

United States of America.

So, you work for MACUSA?

What are you, some kind of investigator?

Can you please tell me you

took care of the No-Maj?

The what? -The No-Maj!

No-magic... the non-wizard!

Oh, sorry, we call them Muggles.

-You wiped his memory, right?

The No-Maj with the case?

Thats a Section 3A, Mr.

Scamander. Im taking you in.

Come on.

Er... sorry, but I do have things to do,

actually. -Well, youll have to rearrange them!

What are you doing in New York anyway?

-I came to buy a birthday present.

Couldnt you have done that in London?

No, theres only one breeder

of Appaloosa Puffskeins

in the world and he lives in New York, so no.

I got a Section 3A.

By the way, we dont allow the breeding

of magical creatures in New York.

We closed that guy down a year ago.

Hey, Goldstein.

-Hey, Red.

Major Investigation Department.

-I thought you was...

Major Investigation Department!

I got a Section 3A!

The International Confederation

is threatening to send a delegation.

They think this is related to

Grindelwalds attacks in Europe.

I was there. This is a beast.

No human could do what this thing

is capable of, Madam President.

Whatever it is, one things

clear, it must be stopped.

Its terrorizing No-Majs and when

No-Majs are afraid, they attack.

This could mean exposure.

It could mean war.

I made your position here

quite clear, Miss Goldstein.

Yes, Madam President, but I...

-You are no longer an Auror.

No, Madam President, but...

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