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JACOB picks up the egg just as the door into the BANK MANAGER’S office opens, and a SECRETARY looks out.


JACOB

Hey, fella!


SECRETARY

Mr Kowalski, Mr Bingley will see you now.


Pocketing the egg, JACOB heads towards the office, steeling himself.


JACOB

(sotto voce)

Okay… okay.


ANGLE ON NEWT, surreptitiously pursuing the Niffler as it moves through the bank. He finally spots it removing a glittering buckle from a lady’s shoe before scurrying onwards, eager for more shiny objects.


As NEWT watches, helpless, the Niffler jumps lithely between cases and into bags, snatching and pilfering.


SCENE 9

INT. BINGLEY’S OFFICE – MOMENTS LATER – DAY

JACOB is facing the imposing and impeccably suited MR BINGLEY. BINGLEY is examining JACOB’S business proposal for a bakery.

An uncomfortable silence. The sound of a ticking clock and BINGLEY murmuring.

JACOB looks down at his pocket – the egg has started to vibrate.


BINGLEY

You are currently working… in a canning factory?


JACOB

That’s the best I can do – I only got back in ’24.


BINGLEY

Got back?


JACOB

From Europe, sir. Yeah – I was part of the Expeditionary Forces there— JACOB is clearly nervous, miming a digging action to the words ‘Expeditionary Forces’, in the vain hope that a joke might help his cause.


SCENE 10

INT. BACK ROOM OF THE BANK – MOMENTS LATER – DAY

We cut back to NEWT in the bank – in seeking the Niffler he has ended up waiting in line for a bank teller. He cranes his neck, peering towards the bag of a lady at the front of the line. TINA watches him from behind a pillar.

ANGLE ON coins spilling from underneath a bench.

ANGLE ON NEWT, who hears the coins and turns to see small paws hastily gathering them up.

ANGLE ON the Niffler sitting under the bench looking fat and smug. Not yet satisfied, its attention is caught by the shiny tag hanging around the neck of a small dog. The Niffler moves slowly, cheekily, forwards – little paw outstretched to grab the tag. The dog snarls and barks.

NEWT starts forwards and dives under the bench – the Niffler runs, scuttling over the bank counter screens and out of NEWT’S reach.


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