Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them: The Original Screenplay. Дж. К. Роулинг
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      To the memory of Gordon Murray, real-life creature-healer and hero

      Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them: The Original Screenplay

      SCENE 1

EXT. SOMEWHERE IN EUROPE—1926—NIGHT

      A large, isolated, derelict chateau emerges from the darkness. We focus on a cobbled square outside the building shrouded in mist, eerie, silent.

      Five Aurors stand, wands aloft, tentative as they edge towards the chateau. A sudden explosion of pure white light sends them flying.

      We whip round to find their bodies scattered, lying motionless at the entrance to a large parkland. A figure (GRINDELWALD) enters the frame, his back to the camera; ignoring the bodies, he stares out into the night sky, as we pan up towards the moon.

      MONTAGE: we see various magical newspaper headlines from 1926 relating to GRINDELWALD’S attacks all over the world – ‘GRINDELWALD STRIKES AGAIN IN EUROPE’, ‘HOGWARTS SCHOOL INCREASES SECURITY’, ‘WHERE IS GRINDELWALD?’. He’s a serious threat to the magical community and he’s vanished. Moving photos detail destroyed buildings, fires, screaming victims. The articles come thick and fast – the worldwide hunt for GRINDELWALD continues. We push in on a final article displaying the Statue of Liberty.

      TRANSITION TO:

      SCENE 2

EXT. SHIP GLIDING INTO NEW YORK – NEXT MORNING

      A bright, clear New York day. Seagulls swoop overhead.

      A large passenger ship glides past the Statue of Liberty. Passengers lean over the rails, looking excitedly towards the oncoming land.

      PUSH IN towards a figure sitting on a bench with his back to us — NEWT SCAMANDER, weatherbeaten, wiry, wearing an old blue overcoat. Beside him rests a battered brown leather case. A catch on the case flicks open of its own accord. NEWT swiftly bends down to close it.

      Placing the case on his lap, NEWT leans in, whispering.

      NEWT

      Dougal – you settle down now, please. It won’t be long.

      SCENE 3

EXT. NEW YORK – DAY

      AERIAL SHOT of New York.

      SCENE 4

EXT. SHIP/INT. CUSTOMS – SHORTLY AFTERWARDS – DAY

      Among bustling crowds, NEWT walks down the gangplank of the ship, as we push in towards his case.

      CUSTOMS OFFICIAL (O.S.)

      Next.

      NEWT stands at the Customs – a long row of desks by the shipyard, manned by serious-looking American officials. A CUSTOMS OFFICIAL examines NEWT’S very tattered British passport.

      CUSTOMS OFFICIAL

      British, huh?

      NEWT

      Yes.

      CUSTOMS OFFICIAL

      First trip to New York?

      NEWT

      Yes.

      CUSTOMS OFFICIAL

      (gesturing to NEWT’S case)

      Anything edible in there?

      NEWT

      (placing a hand over his breast pocket)

      No.

      CUSTOMS OFFICIAL

      Livestock?

      The catch on NEWT’S case flicks open again. NEWT looks down and hastily closes it.

      NEWT

      Must get that fixed – ah, no.

      CUSTOMS OFFICIAL

      (suspicious)

      Let me take a look.

      NEWT places the case on the desk between them and discreetly flicks a brass dial to ‘Muggleworthy’.

      The CUSTOMS OFFICIAL spins the case towards him and pops the catches, lifting the lid to reveal pyjamas, various maps, a journal, an alarm clock, a magnifying glass and a Hufflepuff scarf. Finally satisfied, he closes the case.

      CUSTOMS OFFICIAL

      Welcome to New York.

      NEWT

      Thank you.

      NEWT gathers his passport and case.

      CUSTOMS OFFICIAL

      Next!

      NEWT exits through Customs.

      SCENE 5

EXT. STREET NEAR CITY HALL SUBWAY – DUSK

      A long street of identical brownstone houses, one of which has been reduced to rubble. A gaggle of reporters and photographers mills around in the vague hope of something happening, but without much enthusiasm. One REPORTER is interviewing an excitable middle-aged man as they move through the rubble.

      WITNESS

      – and it was like a – like a wind or like a – like a ghost – but dark – and I saw its eyes – shinin’ white eyes—

      REPORTER

      (expressionless – notebook in his hand)

      – a dark wind – with eyes.

      WITNESS

      – like a dark mass, and it dove down there, down underground – I swear to God… into the earth right in front of me.

      CLOSE ON PERCIVAL GRAVES as he walks towards the destroyed building.

      GRAVES: smart clothing, very handsome, early middle-age, his demeanour differs from those around him. He is СКАЧАТЬ