EXT. SHIP GLIDING INTO NEW YORK -- NEXT MORNING
外景。客轮缓缓驶入纽约港——次日早晨
A large passenger ship glides past the Statue of Liberty. Passengers lean over the rails, looking excitedly toward the oncoming land.
一艘大客轮从自由女神像旁驶过。乘客们倚在栏杆上，兴奋地看着那片越来越近的陆地。
A bright, clear New York day. Seagulls swoop overhead.
纽约晴朗明媚的一天。海鸥在头顶上空盘旋。
Placing the case on his lap, Newt leans in, whispering:
纽特把箱子放在腿上，低下头，悄声说话。
We push in toward a figure sitting on a bench with his back to us -- Newt Scamander, weather-beaten, wiry, wearing an old blue overcoat. Beside him rests a battered brown leather case. A catch on the case flicks open of its own accord. Newt swiftly bends down to close it.
镜头推向一个坐在板凳上、背对我们的身影——纽特·斯卡曼德。他风尘仆仆，身材瘦长，穿着一件蓝色旧大衣。他身边放着一个破旧的褐色皮箱。箱子的一个锁扣突然自动弹开。纽特迅速俯身把它关上。
NEWT: "Dougal -- you settle down now, please. It won't be long."
纽特：“杜戈尔——安生点儿吧，拜托了。不会太久了。