INT. MINISTÈRE DES AFFAIRES MAGIQUES, RECORDS ROOM ATRIUM-NIGHT
MELUSINE: Puis-je vous aider?
NEWT: Er-yes, this is Leta Lestrange. And-I'm her-
TINA: Fiancé.
There is an increased awkwardness between them.
NEWT: Tina, about that fiancée business-
TINA {brittle}: Sorry, yeah. I should have congratulated you-
The doors to the records office open. They enter briskly.
INT. MINISTÈRE DES AFFAIRES MAGIQUES, RECORDS ROOM-NIGHT
The doors close behind them, plunging them into darkness.
NEWT: No, that's-
TINA: Lumos.
NEWT: Tina-about Leta-
TINA: Yes, I've just said, I am happy for you-
NEWT: Yeah, well, don't.
She stops. Looks at him. What?
NEWT: Please don't be happy.
{in trouble} Uh, no, no. I'm sorry. I don't . . . Uh, obviously, I-Obviously I want you to be. And I hear that you are now. Uh, which is wonderful. Sorry-
{a gesture of hopelessness} What I'm trying to say is, I want you to be happy, but don't be happy that I'm happy, because I'm not.
{off her confusion} Happy.
{off her continued confusion} Or engaged.
TINA: What?
NEWT: It was a mistake in a stupid magazine. My brother's marrying Leta, June the sixth. I'm supposed to be best man. Which is sort of mildly hilarious.
TINA: Does he think you're here to win her back?
{beat}
Are you here to win her back?
NEWT: No! I'm here to-
A beat. He stares at her.
NEWT: -you know, your eyes really are-
TINA: Are what?
NEWT: I'm not supposed to say.
Pickett is climbing out of NEWT'S pocket onto the nearest shelf. NEWT doesn't notice.
A beat. In a rush
TINA: Newt, I read your book, and did you-?
NEWT: I still have a picture of you-wait, did you read-?
NEWT pulls the picture of her from his breast pocket and unfolds it. She is inordinately touched. He looks from the picture to TINA.
NEWT: I got this-I mean, it's just a picture of you from the paper, but it's interesting because your eyes in newsprint . . . See, in reality they have this effect in them, Tina . . . It's like fire in water, in dark water. I've only ever seen that-
{struggling} I've only ever seen that in-
TINA {whispers}: Salamanders?
MELUSINE: Puis-je vous aider?
NEWT: Er-yes, this is Leta Lestrange. And-I'm her-
TINA: Fiancé.
There is an increased awkwardness between them.
NEWT: Tina, about that fiancée business-
TINA {brittle}: Sorry, yeah. I should have congratulated you-
The doors to the records office open. They enter briskly.
INT. MINISTÈRE DES AFFAIRES MAGIQUES, RECORDS ROOM-NIGHT
The doors close behind them, plunging them into darkness.
NEWT: No, that's-
TINA: Lumos.
NEWT: Tina-about Leta-
TINA: Yes, I've just said, I am happy for you-
NEWT: Yeah, well, don't.
She stops. Looks at him. What?
NEWT: Please don't be happy.
{in trouble} Uh, no, no. I'm sorry. I don't . . . Uh, obviously, I-Obviously I want you to be. And I hear that you are now. Uh, which is wonderful. Sorry-
{a gesture of hopelessness} What I'm trying to say is, I want you to be happy, but don't be happy that I'm happy, because I'm not.
{off her confusion} Happy.
{off her continued confusion} Or engaged.
TINA: What?
NEWT: It was a mistake in a stupid magazine. My brother's marrying Leta, June the sixth. I'm supposed to be best man. Which is sort of mildly hilarious.
TINA: Does he think you're here to win her back?
{beat}
Are you here to win her back?
NEWT: No! I'm here to-
A beat. He stares at her.
NEWT: -you know, your eyes really are-
TINA: Are what?
NEWT: I'm not supposed to say.
Pickett is climbing out of NEWT'S pocket onto the nearest shelf. NEWT doesn't notice.
A beat. In a rush
TINA: Newt, I read your book, and did you-?
NEWT: I still have a picture of you-wait, did you read-?
NEWT pulls the picture of her from his breast pocket and unfolds it. She is inordinately touched. He looks from the picture to TINA.
NEWT: I got this-I mean, it's just a picture of you from the paper, but it's interesting because your eyes in newsprint . . . See, in reality they have this effect in them, Tina . . . It's like fire in water, in dark water. I've only ever seen that-
{struggling} I've only ever seen that in-
TINA {whispers}: Salamanders?
( J.K. Rowling )
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