A tiny change of expression tells us that Newt has scored a hit. Graves is looking more menacing.
GRAVES
I wonder what you can tell me about this, Mr. Scamander?
With a slow move of his hand, Graves raises up the Obscurus from Newt’s case. He brings it onto the desk—it is pulsing, swirling, and hissing.
CLOSE ON TINA as she stares, disbelieving.
Graves reaches a hand toward the Obscurus—he’s utterly fascinated. At his sudden close proximity, the Obscurus swirls faster, bubbling and shrinking backward.
Newt turns instinctively to Tina. Without fully realizing why, it is she whom he wants to convince.
NEWT
It’s an Obscurus—
(off her look)
But it’s not what you think. I managed to separate it from the Sudanese girl as I tried to save her—I wanted to take it home, to study it—
(off Tina’s shock)
But it cannot survive outside that box, it could not hurt anyone, Tina!
GRAVES
So it’s useless without the host?
NEWT
“Useless?” “Useless?” That is a parasitical magical force that killed a child. What on earth would you use it for?
Newt, anger finally boiling within him, stares at Graves. Tina, reacting to the atmosphere, also looks to Graves—concern and trepidation written across her face.
Graves realizes his mistake. He stands, brushing off the questions, turning the blame back onto Newt.
GRAVES
You fool nobody, Mr. Scamander. You brought this Obscurus into the city of New York in the hope of causing mass disruption—breaking the Statute of Secrecy and revealing the magical world—
NEWT
You know that can’t hurt anyone, you know that!
GRAVES
—you are therefore guilty of a treasonous betrayal of your fellow wizards and are sentenced to death. Miss Goldstein, who has aided and abetted you—
NEWT
No, she’s done nothing of the kind—
GRAVES
—she receives the same sentence.
The two executioners step forward. They calmly, intrusively, press the tips of their wands into Newt’s and Tina’s necks.
Tina is so overcome with shock and fear that she can barely speak.
GRAVES
(to the executioners)
Just do it immediately. I will inform President Picquery myself.
NEWT
Tina.
Graves again places a finger to his lips.
GRAVES
Shh.
(waving to the executioners)
Please.
SCENE 66INT. SHABBY BASEMENT MEETING ROOM—DAYQueenie is carrying a tray of coffee and mugs toward a meeting room.
Suddenly she freezes, her eyes widen, a look of terror across her face. She drops the tray—cups smashing on the floor.
An assortment of low-level MACUSA functionaries turn to stare at her. Queenie stares back, stunned, before running away down the corridor.
SCENE 67INT. CORRIDOR LEADING TO DEATH CELL—DAYA long, black, metallic corridor leads into a pure white cell, which consists of a chair suspended magically over a square pool of rippling potion.
Newt and Tina are forced into this room by the executioners. A guard stands at the door.
TINA
(to the executioner)
Don’t do this—Bernadette—please—
EXECUTIONER 1
It don’t hurt.
Tina is led to the edge of the pool. She begins panicking, her breathing heavy and erratic.