Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald Page #5

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He's looking for his mother.

All my freaks think they can go home.

Ok. Let's go.

Look, I think you and I were at the circus for the same reason, Monsieur...

Kama. Yusuf Kama.

And you think right.

- What do you want with Credence? - The same as you. - Which is? - To prove who the boy really is.

If the rumours of his identity are correct, he and I are, distantly, related.

I am the last male of my pure-blooded line, and so, if the rumours are correct, is he.

Have you read The Predictions of Tycho Dodonus?

Yeah.

But that's poetry, not proof.

Hmm. If I could show you something better, more concrete, something that proves who he is, would the Ministries of Europe and America let him live?

They might.

Then come.

So... Credence Barebone.

Nearly destroyed by the woman who raised him.

Yet now he seeks the mother who bore him.

He's desperate for family.

He's desperate for love.

He is the key to our victory.

We know where the boy is, don't we?

Why don't we grab him and leave?

He must come to me freely, and he will.

The path has been laid, and he is following it.

The trail that will lead him to me and the strange and glorious truth of who he is.

Why is he so important?

Who represents the greatest threat to our cause?

Albus Dumbledore.

If I asked you now to go to the school where he is hiding and kill him for me, would you do it for me, Krall?

Credence is the only entity alive who can kill him.

You really think he can kill the Great... can kill Albus Dumbledore?

I know he can.

But will you be with us when that happens, Krall?

Will you?

Jacob, that man Tina's been seeing...

Do not worry, she's gonna see you, and she'll see the four of us together, and it'll be just like New York all over again. Don't worry about it.

- Yes, but he's an Auror, Queenie said. - Yeah, he's an Auror. So what? Don't worry about him.

Huh.

What do you think I should say to her if I see her?

Oh, well, it's best not to plan these things. You know, you just say whatever comes to you in the moment.

She has eyes just like a salamander.

Don't say that.

Look... You just tell her that you missed her.

- Right. - Right, and then, you came all the way to Paris just to find her. She'll love that. And then... tell her you're losing sleep at night, thinking of her and...

Just don't say nothing about no salamanders, all right?

- Okay. - Okay.

Hey. Hey, hey.

It's gonna be all right.

We're in this together, pal.

Okay, I'm gonna help you out. I'm gonna help you find Tina, find Queenie, and we'll be happy again, just like old times.

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