SCENE 95
EXT. TENEMENT IN THE BRONX—NIGHT
A deserted street. Graves, led by Credence, approaches a tenement building.
SCENE 96
INT. TENEMENT IN THE BRONX, HALLWAY—NIGHT
Inside, the building is miserable, dilapidated. Credence and Graves climb the stairwell.
GRAVES (O.S.)
What is this place?
CREDENCE
Ma adopted Modesty out of here. From a family of twelve. She still misses her brothers and sisters. She still talks about them.
Graves, wand in hand, looks around the landing—there are numerous darkened doorways stretching out in several directions.
Credence, still shell-shocked, has stopped in the stairwell.
GRAVES
Where is she?
Credence looks down—at a loss.
CREDENCE
I don’t know.
Graves becomes increasingly impatient—he’s so close to his goal. He marches forward into one of the rooms.
GRAVES
(contemptuous)
You’re a Squib, Credence. I could smell it off you the minute I met you.
Credence’s face falls.
CREDENCE
What?
Graves marches back along the corridor to try another room, his pretense of care for Credence all but forgotten.
GRAVES
You have magical ancestry, but no power.
CREDENCE
But you said you could teach me—
GRAVES
You’re unteachable. Your mother’s dead. That’s your reward.
Graves points to another landing.
GRAVES
I’m done with you.
Credence doesn’t move. He stares after Graves, his breathing becoming shallow and quick, as though he’s trying to contain something.
Graves moves through the dark rooms. A tiny movement somewhere close.
GRAVES
Modesty?
Graves advances cautiously into a derelict schoolroom at the end of a corridor.
SCENE 97
INT. TENEMENT IN THE BRONX, DERELICT ROOM—NIGHT
ANGLE ON MODESTY cowering in a corner, wide-eyed with fear and shaking as Graves approaches.
GRAVES
(whispering)
Modesty.
Graves bends down and puts his wand away—once again playing the soothing parent.
GRAVES
(gentle)
There’s no need to be afraid. I’m here with your brother, Credence.
Modesty whimpers with terror at the mention of Credence.
GRAVES
Out you come, now . . .
Graves extends his hand.
A faint jingle sounds.
ANGLE ON THE CEILING as cracks begin to appear, spreading like a spider’s web. Dust begins to fall as the walls shake uncontrollably, the room beginning to disintegrate around them.
Graves stands. He looks down at Modesty, but she is clearly terrified and not the source of this magic. Graves turns and slowly draws his wand, the wall in front of him collapsing as though turned to sand, revealing another wall ahead. Modesty is nothing to him now.
As each wall collapses in front of him, he is transfixed, elated, yet also aware that he has made a colossal error . . .
The final wall collapses. He is facing Credence, who stares at him, unable to control his fury, his sense of betrayal, his bitterness.
GRAVES
Credence . . . I owe you an apology . . .
CREDENCE
I trusted you. I thought you were my friend. That you were different.
Credence’s face begins to contort, his rage tearing him from within.
GRAVES
You can control it, Credence.
CREDENCE
(whispers, making eye contact finally)
But I don’t think I want to, Mr. Graves.
The Obscurus moves horribly beneath Credence’s skin. An awful inhuman growl comes out of his mouth, from which something dark begins to bloom.
This force finally takes over Credence, his whole body exploding into a dark mass that hurtles forward out the window, narrowly missing Graves.
Graves stands watching as the Obscurus zooms out and over the city.
SCENE 98
EXT. TENEMENT IN THE BRONX—NIGHT
We follow the Obscurus as it churns and twists through the city, wreaking havoc. Cars are sent flying, pavements explode, and buildings are demolished—the Obscurus leaves only destruction in its wake.
SCENE 99
EXT. SQUIRE’S ROOFTOP—NIGHT
Newt, Tina, Jacob, and Queenie stand on the rooftop underneath a large SQUIRE’S sign. From the edge they have a clear view of the chaos going on below.
JACOB
(overstimulated)
Jeez . . . Is that the Obscuriathing?
Sirens sound. Newt is staring, registering the scale of the destruction.
NEWT
That’s more powerful than any Obscurial I have ever heard of . . .
A particularly loud explosion in the distance. The city beneath them is starting to burn. Newt thrusts his case into Tina’s hands and takes a journal from his pocket.
NEWT
If I don’t come back, look after my creatures. Everything that you need to know is in there.
He hands her the journal, barely able to make eye contact.
TINA
What?
NEWT
(looking back to the Obscurus)
They’re not killing it.
Their eyes meet—a moment full of what they might have said to each other—before Newt jumps from the roof and Disapparates.
TINA
(distraught)
NEWT!
Tina slams the case into Queenie’s arms.
TINA
You heard him—look after them!
Tina also Disapparates. Queenie shoves the case at Jacob.
QUEENIE
Keep holda that, honey.
She moves to Disapparate, but Jacob hangs on to her and she falters.
JACOB
No, no, no!
QUEENIE
I can’t take you. Please let go of me, Jacob!
JACOB
Hey—hey! You’re the one that said I was one of youse . . . right?
QUEENIE
It’s too dangerous.
A further massive explosion in the distance. Jacob tightens his grip on Queenie. She reads his mind and her expression changes to one of wonderment and tenderness as she sees what he went through in the war. Queenie is moved and appalled. Very slowly, she raises a hand and touches his cheek.