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INT. LOBBY OF BANK – MOMENTS LATER – DAY

A large, impressive-looking bank atrium. In the centre, behind a golden counter, clerks are busy at work serving customers.

NEWT skids to a halt in the entrance of the space and looks around for his creature. His dress and demeanour make him out of place among the smartly dressed New Yorkers.

BANK EMPLOYEE

(suspicious)

Can I help you, sir?

NEWT

No, I was just… just… waiting.

NEWT motions towards a bench and backs away, taking a seat next to JACOB.

TINA peers at NEWT from behind a pillar.

JACOB

(nervous)

Hi. What brings you here?

NEWT is desperately trying to spot his Niffler.

NEWT

Same as you.

JACOB

You’re here to get a loan to open up a bakery?

NEWT

(looking around – preoccupied)

Yes.

JACOB

What are the odds of that? Well, may the best man win, I guess.

NEWT spots the Niffler, which is now stealing coins from someone’s bag.

JACOB holds out his hand, but NEWT is off.

NEWT

Excuse me.

NEWT darts away. In his place on the bench lies a large silver egg.

JACOB

Hey, mister… hey, mister!

NEWT doesn’t hear; he is too engaged in hunting the Niffler.

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.