Page 140 - [2]Fantastic Beasts - The Crimes of Grindelwald - the Original Screenplay

KAMA

Father . . . why did you make me . . . ?

JACOB jolts awake as if from a bad dream.

JACOB
Wait! Wait—

Now fully awake, JACOB’S stomach begins to rumble.

A figure appears behind JACOB. Six-hundred-year-old NICOLAS FLAMEL
stands at the entrance to his alchemist’s studio.
FLAMEL

I’m afraid we keep no food in the house.

JACOB yelps in fear.
JACOB

(terrified)
Are you a ghost?
FLAMEL

(amused)
No, no, I am alive, but I am an alchemist, and therefore immortal.

JACOB
You don’t look a day over three-seventy-five. Hey, sorry we didn’t
knock—

FLAMEL

No matter. Albus told me some friends might be dropping in.
(holding out his hand)
Nicolas Flamel.
JACOB

Oh. Jacob Kowalski.

They shake hands. JACOB’S grip is firm—too firm for the alchemist’s fragile
bones.

FLAMEL

Ooh!
JACOB