I'm sorry, Ma...
I am not your mother! Your mother was a wicked, unnatural woman!
I'm sorry, Ma...
I am not your mother! Your mother was a wicked, unnatural woman!
Where do you get your ideas from, Mr. Kowalski?
I don't know. I don't know. [chuckles] They just come.
British?
Yes.
First trip to New York?
Yes.
Anything edible in there?
No. [unconsciously passes a hand over his breast pocket]
Livestock?
Must get that fixed. Um...No.
Let me take a look. [Newt moves a latch on his suitcase that switches it to "Muggle Worthy. The Customs Official opens the suitcase and we see it contains his clothes] Welcome to New York.
Thank you.
Do you think you can hold me?
We'll do our best, Mr. Grindelwald.
So you're the guy with the case full of monsters, huh?
News travels fast.
Hey. This is for the best. Yeah. I-I was...I was never even supposed to be here. I was never supposed to know...a-any of this. Everybody knows Newt only kept me around because...Hey, Newt, why did you keep me around?
Because I like you. Because you're my friend. And I'll never forget how you helped me, Jacob.
Can someone please tell me what this Obscural...Obscurius thing is? Please?
There hasn't been one for centuries.
I met one in Sudan three months ago. There used to be more of them, but they still exist. It was before wizards went underground, when we were still being hunted by Muggles. Young wizards and witches sometimes tried to suppress their magic to avoid persecution. So instead of learning to harness or control their powers, they developed what was called an Obscurus.
It's an unstable, uncontrollable dark force that busts out and attacks, and then vanishes. Obscurials can't survive long, can they?
There's no documented case of an Obscurial surviving past the age of ten. The one I met in Africa was eight when she...she was eight when she died.
What are you telling me here? That Senator Shaw was killed by a...a kid?
How does a guy get a drink in this joint?
What? Ain't you ever seen a house-elf before?
Oh, no, no of course I have. I love house-elves. My uncle's a house elf.
Yeah...
Did...Did you say school? Is there a school? A wizardry school here in, uh, America?
Of course. Ilvermorny. It's only the best wizard school in the whole world.
I think you'll find the best wizarding school in the world is Hogwarts.
Hogwash!
Mr. Scamander?
Oh, call me Newt.
Newt, I don't think I'm dreaming.
What gave it away?
I ain't got the brains to make this up.
Sorry, Mr. Gnarlack... [punches Gnarlack in the face, knocking him to the floor] Reminds me of my foreman!
What, you're not gonna Obliviate me?
Of course not. You're one of us now.
Are you a seeker? A seeker after truth?
I'm more of a chaser, really.
Now there's absolutely nothing for you to worry about.
Tell me, has anyone ever believed you when you told them not to worry?
Well, my philosophy is that worrying means you suffer twice.
Put this on.
But why would I have to wear something like this?
Because your skull is susceptible to breakage under immense force.