Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald (2 page)

INT. MACUSA CELLS—NIGHT

Cells resembling cages rise in tiers. Prisoners chant and bang against the bars as the bound GRINDELWALD is transported upstairs, suspended magically in midair.

PRISONERS

Grindelwald! Grindelwald!

SCENE 5

EXT. MACUSA ROOFTOP—MINUTES LATER—NIGHT

A hearse-like black carriage, drawn by eight Thestrals, waits. AURORS 1 & 2 climb into the driver’s seat, the rest force GRINDELWALD inside.

SPIELMAN

The wizarding community worldwide owes you a great debt, Madam President.

PICQUERY

Do not underestimate him.

ABERNATHY approaches them.

ABERNATHY

Mr. Spielman, we found his wand hidden away.

He hands over a black rectangular box.

PICQUERY

Abernathy?

ABERNATHY

And we found this.

He holds a vial of some glowing gold substance in the palm of his hand. SPIELMAN reaches for the vial, which hangs on a chain, and after a moment of hesitation, ABERNATHY
releases it.

Inside the carriage, GRINDELWALD raises his eyes to the roof as the vial is passed to SPIELMAN.

SPIELMAN climbs into the carriage. AUROR 1 driving, AUROR 2 beside him. The door closes. A series of padlocks emerges from the carriage doors. An ominous drumroll of clicks
as padlocks fasten themselves in place.

AUROR 1

Yah!

The Thestrals take off.

The carriage plummets, then soars away through torrential rain. More AURORS follow on broomsticks.

A beat.

ABERNATHY steps forward, holding the Elder Wand. He looks up at the carriage, growing ever smaller. He Disapparates.

CUT TO:

SCENE 6

EXT. THESTRAL-DRAWN CARRIAGE—NIGHT

The underside of the carriage. ABERNATHY Apparates, clinging to the wheel shaft.

SCENE 7

INT. THESTRAL-DRAWN CARRIAGE—NIGHT

SPIELMAN and GRINDELWALD sit, eyes locked, flanked by AURORS, all pointing their wands at GRINDELWALD. GRINDELWALD’S wand box lies on SPIELMAN’S lap.

SPIELMAN holds up the vial, dangling from its chain.

SPIELMAN

No more silver tongue, eh?

But GRINDELWALD is transforming . . .

SCENE 8

EXT. THESTRAL-DRAWN CARRIAGE—NIGHT

ABERNATHY adjusts his grip underneath the carriage. His face too is changing. His hair is turning blond and lengthening . . . he is GRINDELWALD. He raises
the Elder Wand.

SCENE 9

INT. THESTRAL-DRAWN CARRIAGE—NIGHT

GRINDELWALD’S rapid transformation into a tongueless ABERNATHY is almost complete.

SPIELMAN

(shocked)

Oh!

SCENE 10

EXT. THESTRAL-DRAWN CARRIAGE—NIGHT

Now fully transformed, GRINDELWALD Disapparates from the underside of the carriage . . .

. . . and Apparates next to the driver’s seat, where he is spotted by AURORS 1 & 2. GRINDELWALD points his wand at the carriage reins, turning the black ropes
into living snakes that ensnare AUROR 1 so he falls from the carriage, back through the night sky, past the broomstick riders.

GRINDELWALD casts another spell so the black ropes of the reins bind AUROR 2 like a chrysalis, launching him forward in the air, then slingshotting him back to knock AURORS
3 & 4 from the rear of the Thestral-drawn carriage. They fall away into darkness.

SCENE 11

INT. THESTRAL-DRAWN CARRIAGE—NIGHT

All wands reverse their direction to jab dangerously at the necks of SPIELMAN and the two remaining AURORS. SPIELMAN watches as his wand melts into dust.

The carriage rocks dangerously, both doors open. As GRINDELWALD’S head appears at the window, the panicking SPIELMAN opens the wand box on his lap. The Chupacabra
leaps out and sinks its fangs deep into SPIELMAN’S neck. He wrestles it. The vial falls to the floor.

SCENE 12

EXT. THESTRAL-DRAWN CARRIAGE—NIGHT

GRINDELWALD drives the carriage down onto the Hudson River, chased by the AURORS on broomsticks. The carriage wheels graze the surface of the water. The broomstick riders
are catching up.

GRINDELWALD touches the Elder Wand to the river and at once the inside of the carriage begins to fill with water.

He lifts the carriage back up into the air.

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