Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

- (People screaming) - (Roaring)

Dougal, settle down now, please.

It won't be long.

Customs official: Next.

- British, huh? - Yes.

- First trip to New York? - Yes.

Anything edible in there?

No.

Livestock?

Must get that fixed. Um... no.

Let me take a look.

Welcome to New York.

Thank you.

Next.

Witness: And it was like a... like a wind.

Or like a... like a ghost.

But dark.

And I saw its eyes.

Shining white eyes.

A dark wind, with eyes?

It's like a dark mass.

And it dove down there. Down underground.

Someone ought to do something about it.

It's everywhere, this thing. It's out of control.

Hey, you get anything?

Reporter: Dark wind. Blah, blah.

Photographer: Some sorta atmospheric hooey. Or electrical.

Reporter: Hey, you thirsty?

No. I'm on the wagon. Promised Martha I'd lay off.

- Photographer: It's atmospheric. - (Wall cracking)

Out of the way, folks. Coming through!

Mary Lou: This great city sparkles with the jewels of man's inventions.

Movie theaters, automobiles,

the wireless, electric lights,

- all dazzle and bewitch us. - I'm so sorry.

But where there is light, there is shadow, friend.

Something is stalking our city,

wreaking destruction, and then disappearing without a trace!

We have to fight.

Join us, the second salemers, in our fight.

Excuse me, doll. Just trying to get to the bank.

Mary Lou: We have to fight together

- for the sake of our... - Excuse me...

Man: Hey! 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?

Newt: I'm more of a chaser, really.

Mary Lou: 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... I was just waiting.

Hi.

What brings you here?

Same as you.

You're 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! Hey, mister!

Hey, mister.

Hey, fella.

Mr. Kowalski, Mr. Bingley will see you now.

Okay.

Okay.

Mr. Bingley: You're currently working

in a canning factory.

That's the best I can do. I only got back in, uh, '24.

- Got back? - From Europe, sir.

Yeah. I was part of the expeditionary forces there.

- All right. - Mr. Bingley: Mr. Kowalski...

You gotta try the paczkis, okay?

It's my grandmother's recipe. The orange zest just...

- (Sighs happily) - Mr. Bingley: Mr. Kowalski.

What do you propose to offer the bank as collateral?

Collateral?

Collateral.

There are machines now

that can produce hundreds of donuts an hour.

I know. I know. But they're nothing like what I can do. You...

The bank must be protected, Mr. Kowalski.

Good day to you.

Hey! Mr. English guy!

I think your egg is hatching.

- (Gasps) What just happened? - (Shushes)

But, excuse me?

I was over there. Came over...

I was over there.

- In you hop. - Jacob: Hello?

- (Creatures squawking) - Newt: No.

Everyone settle down.

Stay. Dougal, don't make me come in there.

Don't make me come down there.

Absolutely not.

Alohomora.

Oh, so you're gonna steal the money, huh?

- (Alarm blaring) - Petrificus totalus.

Mr. Bingley!

Kowalski.

Really?

No. Don't play that.

- (Chittering) - Look.

Oh, no.

No, no, no. Don't... don't shoot.

Don't shoot! (Screams)

Newt: Right. For the last time, you pilfering pest,

paws off what doesn't belong to you.

Man: Someone's robbing the bank!

Awfully sorry about that.

- (People shouting) - (Whistle blowing)

What the hell was that?

Newt: Nothing that need concern you.

Now, unfortunately, you have seen far too much.

If you wouldn't mind, if you just stand there,

this'll be over in a jiffy.

Mmm-hmm. Sure. Yeah.

- Sorry. - (Panting)

Bugger.

Who are you?

- I'm sorry. - Who are you?

- Newt scamander. And you are? - What's that thing in your case?

That's my niffler.

Say, you've got something on your...

Why in the name of deliverance Dane did you let that thing loose?

I didn't mean to. He's incorrigible, you see.

- Anything shiny, he's all over... - You didn't mean to?

- No. - You could not have chosen

a worse time to let that creature loose.

We're in the middle of a situation here.

I'm taking you in.

Taking me in where?

Magical congress of the United States of America.

So you work for macusa.

What are you, some kind of investigator?

At least 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?

- Um... - Oh...

That's a section 3-a, Mr. scamander.

I'm taking you in.

Tina: Come on.

Sorry, but I do have things to do, actually.

Well... (Scoffs) You'll have to rearrange them.

What are you doin' in New York anyway?

I came to buy a birthday present.

Couldn't you have done that in London?

Newt: No, there's only one breeder of appaloosa puffskeins in the world,

and he lives in New York. So, no.

I got a section 3-a.

Hey.

By the way, we don't 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 3-a.

The international confederation is threatening to send a delegation.

They think this is related to grindelwald's 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 thing is clear. It must be stopped.

It's 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, Ms. Goldstein.

- Yes, madam president. But I... - You're no longer an auror.

No, madam president, but...

Goldstein.

There's been a minor...