Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald Page #5

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No, I didn't. She just ran. I don't know...

So you chase after her.

Tina, please just listen to me.

Mr. Scamander, I need to go talk to the Ministry.

I know how you feel about Aurors.

I may have been a little strong in the way that I expressed myself in that letter.

What was the exact phrase? "A bunch of careerist hypocrites"?

I'm sorry, but I can't admire people whose answer to everything that they fear or misunderstand is "kill it."

I'm an Auror and I don't.

Yes, I know. That's because you've gone middle head.

Excuse me?

It's an expression derived from the three heads of the Runespoor. So the middle one is the visionary. Now, every Auror in Europe wants Credence dead, except you. You've gone middle head.

Who else uses that expression, Mr. Scamander?

I think it might just be me.

It's Grindelwald. He's calling his followers.

It's too late. Grindelwald has come for Credence.

He might already have him.

It's not too late.

We can still get to him first.

Where are you going?

The French Ministry of Magic.

That's the last place Credence would go.

There's a box hidden in the Ministry, Tina.

It's a box that can tell us who Credence really is.

A box? What are you talking about?

Trust me.

You wanna come out, just for a little while?

You can be free.

Credence.

What do you want?

From you?

Nothing.

For you?

Everything I never had.

But what is it you want, my boy?

I want to know who I am.

This is where you will find proof of your true identity.

Come to Père Lachaise tonight, and you will discover the truth.

Father, why did you make me...

Wait...

Wait!

I'm afraid we keep no food in the house.

Are you a ghost?

No. No, I'm alive.

But I'm an alchemist and therefore immortal.

You don't look a day over 375.

I'm sorry that we didn't knock.

No. No matter.

Albus told me some friends might be dropping in.

Nicolas Flamel.

Oh.

Jacob Kowalski.

Oh!

I'm sorry.

It's alright.

I didn't--

Oh... Oh!

At last, we see some development.

Yeah. I've seen one of these before.

It was at the fair.

There was this dame there, and she had a veil, and I gave her a nickel, and she told me about my future.

And she missed out on quite a bit, actually.

Oh. Hey, hey.

Wait a minute, I know him. That's the kid. That's Credence.

Jeez.

Hey... Hey! There she is. Hi, baby.

Where is this? Is this here?

Yes. This is the Lestrange tomb.

It lies in the cemetery of Père Lachaise.

I'm coming, baby! Stay right there.

Thank you, thank you, Mr. Flamel.

- Ouch. - I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Okay.

Oh, look after Mr. Tentacles for me.

- Oh no. I'm sorry. I gotta go. - Please, you mustn't go to the cemetery.

What's happening?

Exactly what he said would happen.

Grindelwald rallies at the cemetery tonight, and there will be death.

- Then you gotta go. - What?

I haven't seen action in 200 years.

Flamel, you can do this. We believe in you.

The box is in the Ancestral Records room, Tina.

So it's three floors down.

Is that Polyjuice?

It's just enough to get me inside.

- Who-- - It's my brother, Theseus.

He's an Auror and a hugger

What's happening?

Grindelwald's rallying. We don't know where, but we think it's tonight.

- Be careful. - Of course.

- Promise me you'll be careful. - Of course. I'm gonna be careful.

Listen, I want you to hear this from me.

They think that Credence boy might be your missing brother.

- My brother is dead. - I know. - He died. - I know.

- How many times, Theseus? - And the records will prove that.

Okay?

- They can't lie. - Theseus.

I want every person at that rally arrested. If they resist--

- Sir, forgive me, but if we go in there too heavy, don't we run the risk of adding to-- - Just do it.

I don't suppose you can Disapparate on Ministry premises in France, can you?

Nope.

Pity.

- Newt! - Yes, I know. I know it's...

Emergency situations! A man, Newton Scamander had entered the Ministry of Magic without permission.

Newt!

Newt!

Oh!

That's your brother?

So I think I may have mentioned in my letters that we have quite a complicated relationship.

Newt, stop!

- Does he to kill you? - Frequently.

Enough!

He needs to control his temper.

I think that might have been the best moment of my life.

Queenie?

Queenie, honey.

Don't.

Don't move.

(In French) How can I help you?

Yes, so, uh, this is Leta Lestrange.

And, um... I'm her--

Fiancé.

(In French) In you go!

- Merci. - Thank you.

Tina, about that fiancée business--

Oh, sorry. Yeah, I should have congratulated you.

- No, that's-- - Lumos.

Lestrange.

Tina, about Leta--

Yes, I've just said I am happy for you.

No, well, I don't... Please, don't be happy.

S-- No. Sorry. I don't...

Obviously, I... Obviously, I want you to be...

And I hear that you are now. Which is wonderful.

Sorry, what I'm trying to say is, I want you to be happy, but I don't want you to be happy that I'm happy, because I'm not.

Happy.

Or engaged.

What?

It was a mistake in a stupid magazine.

My brother's marrying Leta, June the 6th. I'm supposed to be best man, which is sort of mildly hilarious.

Does he think you're here to win her back?

- Are you here to win her back? - No, I'm here ...

You know, your eyes really are...

Are what?

I'm not supposed to say.

- I cut a picture of you-- - Newt, I read your book and--

- Wait, did you read-- - Did you?

I cut this, um... It's just a picture of you from the paper, but... it's interesting 'cause your eyes in newsprint...

See, in reality they have this effect in them, Tina. It's like...

It's like fire in water, in dark water.

And I've only ever seen that...

I've only ever seen that in...

Salamanders.

Come.

Lestrange.

Woah!

(Reading) "Records moved to Lestrange family tomb at Père Lachaise."

Circumrota.

Hello, Newt.

Hello, Leta.

Hi.

Oh, no.

What kind of cats are those?

Uh, these aren't cats.

They're, uh, Matagots. They're spirit familiars.

They guard the Ministry.

But they won't hurt you unless you--

Stupefy!

...unless you attack them.

Oops.

- Leta. - Reverte.

Accio!

Ascendio!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Okay. Wait. Hold it there, please.

Come on.

Oh! All right.

Okay, wait.

You, go back. Move! Out of the way!

If I must kill you as well as Corvus, I shall.

Stop!

Yusuf.

Is that really you?

My little sister?

So he's your brother

Who am I?

I don't know.

I'm tired of living with no name and no history.

Just tell me my story, then you can end it.

Your story is our story.

Our story.

No, Yusuf.

My father was Mustafa Kama.

Pure-blood of Senegalese descent and most accomplished.

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