Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hey! - You're all right.
You fought in the war?
Something invisible's been wreaking havoc around 5th Avenue.
Come on.
What?
Pickett, give me a...
- Yes. - I've changed.
He hasn't eaten anything all day.
Witches.
Mr. Graves, if I knew whether it was a girl or a boy...
Let's go.
She beats all those kids she's adopted,
You dropped something.
Hey! Mr. English Guy!
Working on his election campaign.
Well, you know...
lest we risk discovery.
But if it was really serious, he'd have...
No.
And it was like a... Like a wind.
Very much.
He's babysitting.
I really couldn't say.
I'm so sorry. How would you feel if I gave you your copy in person?
You two,
Petrificus Totalus.
I'd like that.
- How did you... - Let me Obliviate this guy,
Would you mind throwing some of those pellets
So, Ms. Goldstein, I think Mr. Kowalski could do with an early night.
- Wait, no. Give that back. - Arrest them.
Thank Paracelsus.
Oh, that's rough.
The No-Maj with the case?
Credence, I can help.
You happy to be home? Yeah.
Where'd she pick you up?
The unicorn done lost his horn
Oh... Wake up! Mr. No-Maj.
That's the best I can do. I only got back in, uh, '24.
One down, two to go.
I won't remember any of this?
Newt!
Somebody said something.
But why would I have to wear something like this?
You better have an excellent excuse
It's okay.
What on earth for?
No, no, no, no.
They just come.
There it is.
Why did you decide to be a baker?
No.
Course he has, little bugger.
I was over there.
Come on.
Mine bred owls.
Ah.
You're sweet.
- Hot dog? Again? - Don't read my mind.
a worse time to let that creature loose.
I give you the senator for New York, Henry Shaw.
No-Magic. The non-wizard!
MACUSA's offering more than that.
What did you just say?
Anything edible in there?
That was a real close friendship you had at school.
Hush. Teen's in trouble. I'm trying to listen.
Newt and I will protect you.
Good day to you.
Well, sit down, Mr. Scamander.
And this is like the greatest meal I have ever had in my life.
You got a pretty big price on your head, Mr. Scamander.
that his venom could be quite useful if properly diluted.
Wait. No, sorry. Stay there.
That you, Tina?
What the...
Goldstein?