Authors: J. K. Rowling
Did you love her?
Not as well as I should have done.
He steps toward LETA.
It’s never too late to free yourself. Confession is a relief, I’m told. A great weight lifted.
She stares at him. What does he know—or suspect?
Regret is my constant companion. Do not let it become yours.
INT. GRINDELWALD’S HIDEOUT, DRAWING ROOM—END OF DAY
QUEENIE is on the sofa, beside a table of tea and cakes. She sets down her empty teacup. We feel her slight awkwardness as it is instantly refilled by ROSIER.
Oh, no, thank you. You’ve been real kind, but my sister Tina’s probably worried sick about me, you know. Banging on all the doors and things, so I think I’d
better be going.
But you haven’t met your host.
(a little wistfully)
Oh, are you married?
Let’s say . . . deeply committed.
You see, I can’t tell if you’re making a joke or if you’re just . . . French.
ROSIER laughs and leaves. QUEENIE is confused. An enchanted teapot hovering in midair nudges her, intent on refilling her cup.
(to the teapot)
Hey, knock it off.
The door opens. GRINDELWALD enters. QUEENIE stands and the teapot and cups smash to the ground. She draws her wand and aims it at GRINDELWALD.
You stay right there. I know what you are.
He walks slowly toward her.
Queenie, we are not here to hurt you. We only want to help you. You’re so very, very far from home. Far away from everything you love. Everything that was comfortable.
QUEENIE stares, keeping her wand raised.
I would never see you harmed, ever. It is not your fault that your sister is an Auror. I wish you were working with me now towards a world where we wizards are free to live
openly, and to love freely.
GRINDELWALD’S hand touches her wand-tip and lowers it.
You are an innocent. So go now. Leave this place.
INT. HOGWARTS, ROOM OF REQUIREMENT—NIGHT
A spartan room. A large object stands against the wall, covered in black velvet. DUMBLEDORE stands thinking for a moment, then approaches the covered object and pulls the
The Mirror of Erised is revealed. He has not looked into it for many years. Bracing himself, he now does so.
We see TEENAGE DUMBLEDORE and TEENAGE GRINDELWALD facing each other in a barn. Both score their palms with their wands. Now bleeding, they interlace their
hands . . .
DUMBLEDORE turns his head away, fighting the impulse to cover the glass again.
Bracing himself, he looks up.
From their bloody palms rise two glowing drops of blood, which mingle and merge to create one. A metal shape begins to form around the droplet, becoming more defined and
intricate. It is GRINDELWALD’S vial.
The vision fades and the present-day GRINDELWALD stands smiling out of the mirror, surrounded by blackness.
EXT. PARIS, RUE DE MONTMORENCY—AFTERNOON
Establishing shot of NICOLAS FLAMEL’S house.
INT. FLAMEL HOUSE—AFTERNOON
A creepy medieval drawing room. The tapestries sport moving figures and odd runes. A large crystal ball in a corner shows dark clouds. TINA is trying to wake up KAMA with a
bottle of smelling salts. He moves slightly.
The Predictions of Tycho Dodonus
slips out of his pocket onto the floor. TINA picks it up and opens it to the prediction KAMA has
NEWT’S case is open on a table. The Zouwu roars from inside. TINA turns to look at it, listening.