Graves Apparates into the alleyway. Credence, startled, backs away, but Graves makes straight for him, his tone and manner urgent, forceful.
格雷维斯在小巷里幻影显形。克莱登斯大吃一惊，连连后退，但格雷维斯径直朝他走来，语气和态度都十分急迫、强硬。
GRAVES: "Credence. Have you found the child?"
格雷维斯：“克莱登斯。找到那孩子了吗？
CREDENCE: "I can't."
克莱登斯：“我不行。
HIGH WIDE ABOVE NEW YORK. We zoom over rooftops before diving down through streets and alleyways, past speeding cars and cackling children.
纽约高空全景。镜头掠过大片屋顶，俯冲而下，在大街小巷穿梭，经过飞驰的车辆和咯咯大笑的儿童。
We come to rest in an alleyway at the Second Salem Church, where Credence is pasting up posters advertising Mary Lou's next meeting.
最后停在第二塞勒姆教堂的那条小巷，克莱登斯在张贴宣传玛丽·卢下次集会的海报。
Graves, impatient but feigning calm, holds out his hand -- suddenly seeming caring, affectionate:
格雷维斯很不耐烦，但假装平静，伸出一只手——突然显得关心、慈爱。
Credence whimpers and cowers, almost backing farther away. Graves gently takes Credence's hand in his own and examines it -- the hand is covered in deep red cuts, sore and bleeding.
克莱登斯呜咽、颤抖，几乎要后退逃离。格雷维斯用自己的手轻轻拿起克莱登斯的手，仔细查看——上面布满深深的红色伤痕，还在流血，惨不忍睹。
Graves gently, almost seductively, moves his thumb across the cuts, healing them instantly. Credence stares.
格雷维斯轻轻地、几乎是诱惑性地，用拇指抚过那些伤痕，使它们瞬间愈合。克莱登斯吃惊地睁大眼睛。
GRAVES: "Shhhh. My boy, the sooner we find this child, the sooner you can put that pain in the past where it belongs."
格雷维斯：“嘘。好孩子，我们越快找到那孩子，你就能越快把所受的痛苦留在本该属于它们的地方。
EXT. STREETS OF NEW YORK -- LATE AFTERNOON
外景。纽约街道——下午近黄昏
GRAVES: "Show me."
格雷维斯：“给我看看。
Graves rests his hand on Credence's heart, covering the pendant.
格雷维斯把手放在克莱登斯胸口，捂住挂坠。
Credence is unsure, both nervous of and attracted by Graves's behavior.
克莱登斯犹豫不决，格雷维斯的行为让他感到不安，却又深受吸引。
GRAVES: "… But you -- you're different."
格雷维斯：“…可你——你不一样。
Graves pulls Credence into a hug, which, with his hand on Credence's neck, seems more controlling than affectionate. Credence, overwhelmed by the seeming affection, closes his eyes and relaxes slightly.
格雷维斯把克莱登斯拉进怀里拥抱，由于他的手按在克莱登斯的脖子上，这个拥抱里更多的是控制，而不是慈爱。克莱登斯被表面的温情彻底感化，闭上双眼，稍稍放松下来。
Graves moves close, placing the chain around Credence's neck as he whispers:
格雷维斯凑近克莱登斯，把项链戴在他脖子上，一边低声耳语。
GRAVES: "I want you to have this, Credence. I would trust very few with it --"
格雷维斯：“我要你戴着这个，克莱登斯。我很少能这么信任别人——
GRAVES: "Do this and you will be honored among wizards. Forever."
格雷维斯：“办成了，你将受到尊敬，巫师都尊敬你，永远尊敬。
GRAVES: "Very few."
格雷维斯：“非常少。
GRAVES: "Now, when you find the child, touch this symbol and I will know, and I will come to you."
格雷维斯：“听着，你一找到那孩子，就碰一下这个标记，我就会知道，然后马上来找你。
Graves seems to make a decision. He puts on an earnest, trustworthy expression as, from his pocket, he produces a chain bearing the symbol of the Deathly Hallows.
格雷维斯似乎做出了决定。他装出一副真诚和信任的表情，从口袋里掏出一根项链，上面挂着死亡圣器的标记。
Graves places his hands on either side of Credence's neck, drawing him in, his speech quiet, intimate:
格雷维斯把双手放在克莱登斯的脖子两侧，把他拉近自己，轻声说话，语气亲密。
Graves moves even closer to Credence, his face inches from the boy's neck -- the effect is both alluring and threatening -- as he whispers:
格雷维斯进一步凑近克莱登斯，他的脸距男孩的脖子只有几英寸——给人的感觉既充满诱惑，又带有威胁——他低声耳语。
Abruptly, Graves strides back down the alleyway and Disapparates.
突然，格雷维斯在小巷里大步远去，幻影移形。
Graves slowly backs away, stroking Credence's neck. Credence keeps his eyes closed, longing for the human contact to continue.
格雷维斯抚摸着克莱登斯的脖子，慢慢抽开身。克莱登斯仍然闭着眼睛，渴望继续得到这种肌肤相触。
GRAVES (whispers): "The child is dying, Credence. Time is running out."
格雷维斯（低语）：“这个孩子快死了，克莱登斯。时间不多了。