BINGLEY
The bank must be protected, Mr Kowalski. Good day to you.
BINGLEY dismissively rings a bell on his desk.
SCENE 12
INT. BEHIND THE BANK COUNTERS—MOMENTS LATER—DAY
The Niffler sits on a trolley covered in money bags, which it greedily empties into its pouch. As NEWT watches through the security bars, aghast, a guard pushes the trolley away down a corridor.
SCENE 13
INT. BANK, HALL—MOMENTS LATER—DAY
JACOB, downcast, exits BINGLEY’S office. His bulging pocket vibrates. Alarmed, he pulls out the egg and looks around.
ANGLE ON the Niffler, still sitting on the trolley, which is now being pushed into an elevator.
ANGLE ON JACOB, who sees NEWT in the distance.
JACOB
Hey, Mr English guy! I think your egg is hatching.
NEWT looks hurriedly between JACOB and the shutting elevator doors before making a decision: he points his wand at JACOB. JACOB and the egg are pulled magically across the bank atrium towards NEWT. In a split second, they Disapparate.
TINA stares, incredulous, from behind a pillar.
SCENE 14
INT. BACK ROOM OF THE BANK/STAIRCASE—DAY
NEWT and JACOB Apparate into a narrow stairwell leading to the bank’s vaults, suddenly past the tellers and security guards.
NEWT gently takes the egg back from JACOB as it hatches, revealing a small blue, snake-like bird – an Occamy. NEWT, his face full of wonder, looks to JACOB as though expecting a similar reaction from him.
Slowly, NEWT carries the baby creature down the stairs.
JACOB
Excuse me . . .
JACOB, very confused, looks back up the stairs towards the main bank atrium. On seeing BINGLEY approaching, he ducks down the stairs, out of sight.
JACOB
(to himself)
I was – over there. I was – over there?
SCENE 15
INT. BASEMENT CORRIDOR OF BANK LEADING TO VAULT—DAY
JACOB’S POV: NEWT is crouched down, opening his case. He carefully places the hatched Occamy inside, whispering tenderly:
NEWT
In you hop . . .
JACOB (O.S.)
Hello?
NEWT
No. Everyone settle down – stay. Dougal, don’t make me come in there . . .
JACOB moves along the corridor, staring at NEWT.
We see a strange green creature, part stick insect, part plant, poke its head out of NEWT’S breast pocket, intrigued. This is PICKETT, a Bowtruckle.
NEWT
Don’t make me come down there.
NEWT looks up to see the Niffler squeezing itself through locked doors, into the central vault.
NEWT
Absolutely not!
NEWT takes out his wand and points it at the vault.
NEWT
Alohomora.
We watch the locks and cogs of the vault door turn.
BINGLEY comes round the corner, just as the vault door starts to open.
BINGLEY
(to JACOB)
Oh, so you’re gonna STEAL the money, huh?
BINGLEY hits a button on the wall. An alarm sounds. NEWT aims his wand . . .
NEWT
Petrificus Totalus.
BINGLEY suddenly stiffens and falls back flat on the ground. JACOB cannot believe his eyes.
JACOB
Mr Bingley!
The vault door opens wide.
MR BINGLEY
(in his paralysed state)
. . . Kowalski!
NEWT hurries into the vault. Inside he finds the Niffler lying among hundreds of opened deposit boxes, and seated on a great pile of cash. The Niffler stares at NEWT defiantly as it forces another gold bar into its already overflowing pouch.
NEWT
Really?!
NEWT grasps the Niffler tightly and turns it upside down, shaking it by its hind legs. An extraordinary, and seemingly endless, number of precious items fall out.
NEWT
(to the Niffler)
No . . .
JACOB looks around him in disbelief, an almost queasy fear.
Despite their altercation, NEWT is fond of the Niffler. He grins as he tickles its stomach, causing more treasure to pour out.
Footsteps on the stairs as several armed guards run down and into the vault corridor.
JACOB
(panicking)
Oh no . . . no . . . don’t shoot. Don’t shoot!
NEWT quickly seizes JACOB and the two of them, plus the Niffler and case, Disapparate.
SCENE 16
EXT. DESERTED SIDE STREET NEXT TO THE BANK—DAY
NEWT and JACOB Apparate into a side street. Security alarms ring out from the bank and, at the end of the side street, we see crowds gathering, police arriving.
TINA runs out of the bank and looks down. She sees NEWT wrestling the Niffler back into the case, JACOB cowering by a wall.
JACOB
Ahhh!
NEWT
For the last time, you pilfering pest – paws off what doesn’t belong to you!
NEWT shuts his case, then looks around at JACOB.
NEWT
I’m awfully sorry about all that—
JACOB
What the hell was that?
NEWT
Nothing that need concern you. Now unfortunately you have seen far too much, so if you wouldn’t mind – if you just stand there – this will be over in a jiffy.
NEWT, trying to find his wand, turns his back on JACOB. JACOB takes the opportunity, seizes his case, and swings it violently at NEWT, who is knocked to the ground.
JACOB
Sorry—
JACOB runs for his life.
NEWT holds his head for a moment and looks after JACOB, who has hurried down the alleyway and into the crowd.
NEWT
Bugger!
TINA comes walking down the side street with purpose. NEWT gathers himself, picks up the case and, trying to be nonchalant, walks towards her. As he passes her, TINA grabs NEWT’S elbow and they Disapparate.
SCENE 17
EXT. NARROW ALLEYWAY OPPOSITE BANK—DAY
NEWT and TINA Apparate into a cramped, bricked-up alleyway. We can still hear police sirens sounding in the background.
TINA, incredulous and out of breath, rounds on NEWT.
TINA
Who are you?
NEWT
I’m sorry?
TINA
Who are you?
NEWT
Newt Scamander. And you are?
TINA
What’s that thing in your case?
NEWT
That’s my Niffler.
(pointing at hot dog mustard still on TINA’S lip)
Er, you’ve got something on your—
TINA
Why in the name of Deliverance Dane did you let that thing loose?
NEWT
I didn’t mean to – he’s incorrigible, you see, anything shiny, he’s all over the place—
TINA
You didn’t mean to?
NEWT
No.
TINA
You could not have chosen a worse time to let that creature loose! We’re in the middle of a situation here! I’m taking you in.
NEWT
You’re taking me where?
She produces her official ID card. It bears her moving picture and an impressive symbol of an American eagle: MACUSA.
TINA
Magical Congress of the United States of America.
NEWT
(nervous)
So, you work for MACUSA? What are you, some kind of investigator?
TINA
(hesitates)
Uh huh.
She stuffs her identification card back into her coat.
TINA
Can you please tell me you took care of the No-Maj?