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with the debris of the destroyed attic, the Obscurus slams inward and CREDENCE re-forms. He stands looking down at the tiny body.

    SCENE 57
    EXT. ALLEYWAY—AFTERNOON
    Fresh from IRMA’S murder, GRIMMSON stands in a covered alleyway beneath a bridge over the Seine. GRINDELWALD appears.
    GRIMMSON
    She’s dead.
    GRINDELWALD walks toward him and halts when they are face-to-face.
    GRINDELWALD
    How did the boy take it?
    GRIMMSON
    (shrugging)
    He’s sensitive. The Ministry won’t be happy when I tell them I’ve missed. They know my reputation.
    GRINDELWALD
    Listen to me. The disapproval of cowards is praise to the brave. Your name will be written in glory when wizards rule the world. And the clock is ticking faster. You watch over
Credence. Keep him safe. For the greater good.
    GRIMMSON
    For the greater good.

    SCENE 58
    EXT. PARISIAN CAFÉ—EVENING
    A pair of lovers sit over coffee. NEWT is scanning every man who leaves the café, checking the reaction of the feather trapped beneath the glass. JACOB stares at the
lovers.
    JACOB
    You know what I miss about Queenie? Everything. I even miss the stuff that drove me nuts. Like the mind reading . . .
    (he notices NEWT’S inattention)
    . . . I was lucky to have someone like her even interested in anything I thought. You know what I mean?
    A beat.
    NEWT
    Sorry?
    JACOB
    I was saying, you’re sure the guy is here that we’re looking for?
    NEWT
    Definitely. The feather says so.

    SCENE 59
    INT. PARISIAN CAFÉ, BATHROOM—EVENING
    A cramped and dirty bathroom. KAMA stares into the mirror, his featherless fedora perched on the tap. Suddenly his face twitches. He raises his bandaged hand to his eye and
rubs it, shaking his head. He removes his hand and stares at his reflection. We close in. A tiny tentacle is visible at the corner of his eye. He whimpers in distress and gropes in his suit pocket
for a small bottle of bright green liquid, which he drops into his eye with a dropper.
    Another whimper of pain as the tentacle withdraws. He looks at his reflection. It seems normal. He puts his hat back on and leaves.

    SCENE 60
    INT. PARISIAN CAFÉ—EVENING
    KAMA leaves the café. The feather points at him. NEWT lets it out and it flies to KAMA’S hat.
    JACOB
    Is that the guy we’re looking for?
    NEWT
    Yes.
    NEWT and JACOB jump up to confront him.
    NEWT
    (to KAMA)
    Er—bonjour. Bonjour, monsieur.
    KAMA makes to carry on walking, ignoring NEWT.
    NEWT
    Oh wait, no, sorry. We were . . . we were actually just wondering if you’d come across a friend of ours?
    JACOB
    Tina Goldstein.
    KAMA
    Monsieur, Paris is a large city.
    NEWT
    She’s an Auror. When Aurors go missing, the Ministry tend to come looking, so . . . No, now I suppose it would probably be better if we just report her
absence—
    KAMA
    (deciding)
    She is tall? Dark? Rather—
    JACOB
    —intense?
    NEWT
    —beautiful—
    JACOB
    (hasty, off NEWT’S look)
    —Yeah, what I meant to say—she’s very—very pretty—
    NEWT
    She’s intense too.
    KAMA
    I think I saw someone like this last night. Perhaps if I showed you where?
    NEWT
    If you wouldn’t mind. That would be lovely.
    KAMA
    Sure.

    SCENE 61
    INT. KAMA’S HIDEOUT—EVENING
    The interior of KAMA’S hideout is pitch black. The sound of water dripping. A brief shaft of sunlight reveals TINA, sleeping lightly on the floor in her
coat.
    NEWT
    Tina?
    She wakes. A moment as NEWT and TINA stare at each other. Each has thought of the other daily for a year. With no sign of KAMA, it seems she has been rescued.
    TINA
    (joyful, disbelieving)
    Newt!
    TINA notices KAMA entering in the background and raising his wand. Her expression changes.
    KAMA
    Expelliarmus!
    NEWT’S wand flies out of his hand into KAMA’S. Bars form across the door, imprisoning them.
    KAMA
    (through the door)
    My apologies, Mr. Scamander! I shall return and release you when Credence is dead!
    TINA
    Kama, wait!
    KAMA
    You see, either he dies . . . or I do.
    He claps a hand to his eye.
    KAMA
    No,