-You've known for 24 hours that an unregistered wizard set magical beasts loose in New York?
-Yes.
-Where is this man?
*Knocking*
-So...
You're the guy with the case full of monsters, huh?
-News travels fast.
-Mr. Scamander, do you know anything about the wizarding community in America?
We don't let things loose.
-Hey! Mr. English guy! I think your egg is hatching.
-You wiped his memory, right? The No-maj?
-The what?
-No magic. The non-wizard!
-Sorry, we call them "muggles".
-I don't think I'm dreaming.
-What gave it away?
-I ain't got the brains to make this up.
*Roar*
-Something is stalking our streets!
Wreaking destruction and then disappearing without a trace!
Witches live among us.
-We've lived in the shadows for too long.
-I ask all of you...
Who does this protect?
Us?
Or them?
-Danger.
-He senses danger.
-This is related to Grindlewald's attacks in Europe.
This could mean war.
-We got a plan, right guys?
-They need our help.
Was that everything that came out of the case?
-I won't let another one die.
-I refuse to bow down any longer.
Time is running out, Mr. Scamander.