Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

Tina is hurrying along, clutching the case. Streetlights start going out around her. She stops, feels something pass in the darkness—turns, staring, scared.

SCENE 58

INT. CITY HALL—NIGHT

SENATOR SHAW

. . . and it’s true we have made some progress, but there is no reward for idleness. So just as the odious saloons have been banished . . .

A strange, haunting noise comes from the organ pipes at the back of the room. Everyone turns to look, the senator pauses.

SENATOR SHAW

. . . so now the pool halls, and these private parlors . . .

The strange noise gets louder.

Guests turn to look again. The senator seems anxious. People mutter.

Suddenly something explodes forth from underneath the organ. Something huge and bestial, although invisible, is soaring down the hall—tables fly, people are thrown, lights smash, and people scream as it carves a line toward the stage.

Senator Shaw is thrown backward against his own poster, raised up high, suspended for a moment in midair, before being brought down with a violent crash—dead.

The “beast” rips at his poster—a frenzied slashing with harsh, noisy breathing—before swarming back out from where it came.

Sounds of anguish and panic from the crowd as Shaw Sr. fights through the debris toward his son’s torn and bleeding body.

ANGLE ON SENATOR SHAW’S BODY, his face brutally scarred. Shaw Sr. looks devastated as he crouches beside his son.

ANGLE ON LANGDON, now on his feet, slightly drunk. Determined, perhaps triumphant:

LANGDON

WITCHES!

SCENE 59

INT. MACUSA LOBBY—NIGHT

Focus on the gigantic dial showing the Magical Exposure Threat Level. The hand moves from SEVERE to EMERGENCY.

Tina, case in hand, runs up the lobby steps, past witches and wizards huddled in groups, whispering nervously.

HEINRICH EBERSTADT (V.O.)

Our American friends have permitted a breach of the Statute of Secrecy . . .

SCENE 60

INT. PENTAGRAM OFFICE—NIGHT

An impressive hall arranged like an old parliament debating chamber. Every seat is occupied by wizards from all parts of the world. Madam Picquery is presiding, Graves at her side.

The Swiss delegate is speaking.

HEINRICH EBERSTADT

. . . that threatens to expose us all.

MADAM PICQUERY

I will not be lectured by the man who let Gellert Grindelwald slip through his fingers—

A hologram image of Senator Shaw’s dead and twisted body floats high above the room, emitting a glowing light.

All heads turn as Tina hurries into the chamber.

TINA

Madam President, I’m so sorry to interrupt, but this is critical—

Echoing silence. Tina slides to a halt in the middle of the marble floor before realizing exactly what she’s walked into. The delegates stare at her.

MADAM PICQUERY

You’d better have an excellent excuse for this intrusion, Miss Goldstein.

TINA

Yes—I do.

(stepping forward to address her)