J.K. Rowling Quote
INT. MINISTÈRE DES AFFAIRES MAGIQUES, RECORDS ROOM ATRIUM—NIGHTMELUSINE: 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—NIGHTThe 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 rushTINA: 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?
INT. MINISTÈRE DES AFFAIRES MAGIQUES, RECORDS ROOM ATRIUM—NIGHTMELUSINE: 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—NIGHTThe 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 rushTINA: 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?