Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald

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become even more aggressive.
    NEWT
    UNLESS YOU ATTACK THEM!
    As each batch of Matagots is hit, they multiply and mutate. The situation has become dangerous.
    LETA
    Oops.
    NEWT
    Leta!
    LETA climbs over the balustrade to join NEWT and TINA on the shelf stack.
    LETA
    Reverte!
    The towering stack flies backward as the Matagots pounce in a terrifying ebony surge of teeth and claws.
    The other “trees” of the records room forest spin and move as NEWT, TINA, and LETA run through the room chased by the attacking Matagots.
    But just as the Matagots seemingly lose the trail, all of the records room towers retract into the floor, leaving the room empty. The Matagots prowl toward where their prey
must surely be standing, only to find—
    NEWT’S case.
    ANGLE ON THE CASE from above.
    A beat.
    An explosion as the Zouwu bursts out of the case, NEWT clinging to its back. Roaring, it rears, slashing at the rising tide of Matagots, its mane flashing.
    NEWT
    Accio!
    NEWT’S case flies into his hand.
    For a few seconds the Zouwu and NEWT vanish under the seething mass of cats. They fight them off, the Zouwu’s immense power unmatched, red tail swishing.
    NEWT points his wand at the ceiling.
    NEWT
    Ascendio!
    The towers rise once again from the floor, lifting NEWT and the Zouwu high up into the air. Still fighting off the Matagots as the stacks tip and fall beneath the sheer
weight, the Zouwu clambers across to the balcony.

    SCENE 97
    INT. MINISTÈRE DES AFFAIRES MAGIQUES, MAIN LEVEL—A MINUTE LATER—NIGHT
    The Matagots give chase as the Zouwu gallops out of the room, leaving injured and thwarted Matagots in its wake. The Zouwu carves a path of destruction through the
Ministry. It takes one last leap over the typing pool . . .
    . . . and its immense magical power propels it up and out through the glass roof.

    SCENE 98
    EXT. PÈRE LACHAISE CEMETERY—NIGHT
    NEWT and the Zouwu land in the cemetery. With one gigantic leap, the Zouwu has taken them to freedom.
    The few Matagots that have followed them growl and then shrink. Reduced to the size of domestic cats in the Muggle environment, they “meow” pitifully.
    NEWT opens his case as the Zouwu nudges him with affection.
    NEWT
    Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, wait. Hold it there, please. Come on. All right, okay, wait. Okay.
    LETA and TINA climb out of the case to observe NEWT coaxing the Zouwu.
    TINA shakes the cat bird toy she has retrieved from the case. The Zouwu’s eyes light up.
    Unnoticed by NEWT and TINA, LETA runs away into the darkness.

    SCENE 99
    INT. LESTRANGE MAUSOLEUM—A MINUTE LATER—NIGHT
    LETA enters the ornate space lined with sleeping statues of dead Lestranges. JACOB stands backed against the wall next to NAGINI in snake form, who is repeatedly lashing
out at KAMA, who is trying to get a clean shot at CREDENCE.
    KAMA
    (to NAGINI)
    Move back! Move! Out of the way! If I must kill you as well as Corvus, I shall!
    LETA raises her wand at KAMA, who swings round to see her, wand pointed at him—a standoff.
    LETA
    Stop!
    She walks forward, stricken but determined, at last, to do the right thing. KAMA is mesmerized. She is his mother reborn. He moves toward LETA, studies her face in the
darkness, transfixed and moved by the sight of her.
    LETA
    Yusuf?
    KAMA
    Is that really you? My little sister . . . ?
    NEWT and TINA enter and exchange looks—another piece of the puzzle.
    CREDENCE
    (to LETA)
    So he’s your brother? Who am I?
    LETA
    I don’t know.
    He pushes past LETA and faces KAMA, unprotected.
    CREDENCE
    I’m tired of living with no name and no history. Just tell me my story—then you can end it.
    KAMA
    Your story is our story . . .
    (gesturing to LETA)
    Our
story.
    LETA
    No, Yusuf—
    KAMA
    (determined)
    My father was Mustafa Kama, a pureblood of Sénégalese descent and most accomplished.

    SCENE 100
    EXT. PARK—1896—DAY
    We see a beautiful woman, LAURENA, dressed in an exquisite gown, walking through a park with her husband, MUSTAFA—clearly in love.

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