#fbawtft deleted scenes

[magicalhideoutengineer]

The Concept Art of Lethifold - Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them BluRay: Creatures & Ben Kovar

(The layout of Lethifold in Newt's case)

(Robin Guiver's interview)

[newt-and-salamander]

Newt, after his return from WW1, talking to his mother: ... and Sylvia has the most beautiful eyes, you should see them, they are sparkeling like diamonds! And she's such a nice girl, actually the friendliest of all of them, and I think she was always happy to see me ...

Theseus, who has overheard that, smirking: Sounds like you should ask her out for dinner, Newt.

Newt: I don't think that would be a great idea.

Theseus: C'mon, don't be shy, you obviously like her a lot and it's time you get yourself a girlfriend!

Newt: ... Sylvia is literally a Ukranian Ironbelly.

Theseus: Please forget everything I just said. Don't take her out for dinner.

Newt: You know, the longer I think about it, the more I like the idea ...

Theseus: The more I think about it, the more I hate it, actually.

Newt: Well, that has never stopped me.

Theseus: Newt, NO. Besides everything else, you are going to lose your job.

Newt: ... this idea is getting better and better. Do you think -

Theseus: NO!!

Newt: ... do you think there's enough room for a small dragon in the Ministry's cafeteria? - Hey, where are you going?

Theseus: Calling a lawyer. And a healer.

Newt: I don't think somebody will get hurt.

Theseus: A mind healer.

[themysteriousphoenix]

A Different Path

“Tina, what are you doing?” Jacob asked as soon as Newt had disappeared down the ladder into his case. “You’ve barely said two words to the guy since we found you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Tina said huffily as she pulled at the knot holding her dark coat closed against her body. She was so hot, she needed freedom, she needed air. She tugged, finally pulling the knot free, and peeled the heavy leather from her arms as blessedly cool air kissed the dampness beneath. She sighed heavily, placing the coat over the arm of the only chair left that had not been claimed by the lifeless form of Yusuf Kama.

“Tina…” Jacob trailed off, one eyebrow raised in defiance to her coolness. She knew what he was trying to talk about, and as much as she liked Jacob, he wasn’t the one she was going to spill her heart to. He didn’t have to know about the way Newt had cast her aside after leading her on through truly...marvelous letters.

She shook her head. No Tina, she thought as she glanced down at the open lid of the case. What was done was done, no amount of prodding from Jacob would get her to forgive Newt for all the pain he had caused.

“What’s got you so upset, Tina? He came here just to find--”

“I don’t really care why he’s here, Jacob.” Tina interrupted, her hands finding purchase on her hips as she looked across the room at the man who she wanted to call a friend. His very existence had caused a rift between her sister and herself. She turned away from him, pretending to look down at Kama. One hand smoothed over her hair in frustration, resting at the back of her head as she looked down, not seeing what was before her.

It’s not Jacob’s fault.

She knew that. As much as she wanted to place blame on him, as much as he was the easy scapegoat, it wasn’t his fault. Her sister loved him and he loved her. Tina knew that, but she knew that her belief in the law and her sister’s headstrong personality had finally reached that point of no return. It was them together or apart. There was no compromise, at least there hadn’t been then. Months later, Tina knew better and she blamed herself for the rift between them every day. Queenie had hurt her too, though. So much.

You’re just jealous. At least my guy wants to be with me.

Tina closed her eyes as Jacob started speaking again, the sound reaching her ears but not quite reaching her thoughts. That one hurtful line from Queenie had sealed their fate, had separated them when Tina had stormed out of the apartment, and had made her even angrier at Newt. He tossed her to the side and then she was jealous. She knew that she had been, the unrelenting clench in her stomach when she had found Queenie and Jacob that night had been only half about the law. She was scared for her sister, for the man that she would otherwise love to call her brother-in-law in different circumstances...but she was just as jealous that Queenie’s fella was there in their living room and her own was miles across the sea, engaged to his childhood sweetheart. It had stung severely.

“Tina...Tina.”

“What?” Tina started, her eyes swinging around to meet Jacobs where he leaned against the doorframe.

“I asked why you’re so mad at him.”

Tina pursed her lips and looked away again, this time with purpose. “It doesn’t matter, Jacob,” she said shortly. She reached down into her coat pocket, rooting around until she found the small black book. She was looking for something to do with her hands, anything that could occupy her mind. Her fingers closed around the book just as a faint roar issued from the open case across the room. Tina stilled and turned around to look at it, the book clutched tightly in her hand. Jacob looked down, unphased, then back up at Tina who was looking wide-eyed at the case.

“I just think that if a fella comes all the way from another country to find his girl, it might mean something.” Jacob looked pointedly at Tina who scoffed and tore her eyes away from the case. She dropped into the chair, slamming the book too hard onto her knee.

“I’m not his girl.”

Jacob snorted and Tina glanced up at him, annoyed. “What are you laughing at?”

“You are,” he said chuckling, “you have no idea what he went through to get here.”

“I’m not. I won’t ever be, and I really don’t appreciate you waltzing in here and throwing all of this in my face again. First Queenie and now you, and I’m sick of it.” Tina flung the book open, hearing the rip of a page. She slowed her movements and ran her finger over the rip, smoothing it out, “He’s made his choice, and it wasn’t me.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Jacob said, his hands out in front of him in a sign of peace as he pushed himself off the doorframe and began walking toward her. Another roar and a distant thump issued from the case on the floor, but both occupants of the room ignored it. “What’re you talking about, Teen?”

“Oh, come off it, Jacob. I know he's probably bragged all about it by now.” She flipped pages absently, finding her way to the naturally creased pages of the twentieth prophecy. She could see the words in front of her, swimming in her vision, memorized weeks ago.

"A son cruelly banished

Despair of the daughter

Return, great avenger

With wings from the water."

Jacob laughed again. “What on Earth would Newt possibly be bragging about? I don’t know that the guy has ever bragged about a single thing in his whole life.”

Tina slammed the book shut and leaned back in the chair, crossing her arms. “His engagement! Mercy Lewis, Jacob…”

Jacob looked at her, stunned. His hand slowly rose to run through his slicked hair, displacing the strands at the back of his head. “My God...he…you…” His eyes widened as he looked at her, his arms loosely falling to his sides. “No wonder you twos stopped writin’ to each other. He’s not…”

“I don’t want to talk about this anymore, Jacob.” Tina closed her eyes tightly, her fingers gripping tightly to the book in her lap.

“You guys need to talk.”

“No, Jacob. Now please, leave me alone. Please. This is hard enough.”

“No, Tina...you two really need to talk.” He was smiling. Why on earth was he smiling right now?

“Jacob, no.”

“Alright. Suit yourself.” Jacob said in a clipped voice, wandering off toward the kitchen. He looked back once over his shoulder before slipping through the dark doorway. She could hear cupboards creaking open and slamming shut mixing with the dull roars coming from the case. Tina closed her eyes tightly and rubbed her temples. She stood and paced across the room, then back to the chair. She turned to listen to the roars from the case, her heart clenching in her chest as she looked at the various drawings and baggage tickets from his travels. He’d even kept the New York ticket. Tina rolled her eyes and began her pacing again.

I should just leave. Run away from here and never look back.

The plan in her head sounded perfect, but there was one very large problem, and he was laying across the chaise lounge. She needed to figure out what was wrong with Mr. Kama, take him into the Ministry, and she needed to figure out what to do quickly. Her whole body was tense and she wanted to leave as soon as possible.

She was frustrated, mad, and hurt. Seeing Newt again had awakened something that she had pushed down deep inside of her for months, since she had tossed that final letter from him into the box beneath her bed, the tears streaming down her face as she thought of Leta’s hand on his arm, the sparkling ring on her hand announcing to the world that he had chosen his childhood love. Not Tina, never Tina. He had moved on, he had never felt anything, and she had wasted months of her life and given her heart to a man who didn’t appreciate or even want it.

But that moment in the sewer, she had seen him and she forgot everything, just for a moment. Tina had forgotten the intensity of his eyes when they connected with her own. His look had nearly broken her as she came down off of the initial shock of seeing him in Paris. He had looked pleased to see her, but she had wanted to hit him, shove him, touch him, kiss him…

No, Tina.

He wasn’t hers. He never would be.

She straightened up, perching on the edge of the chair. Her stomach muscles were tensed to the point of pain, and she bit her lip, hard, as she flipped her book open again. She wasn’t seeing the words, though she could recite every last syllable on the page. Her eyes traveled to Kama once again as her brain tried to think up a way, any way, to wake him.

She continued to pretend to read, though her eyes shifted toward the case when Jacob came around the corner, his walk showing purpose. He squeezed between the edge of the case and the staircase, making his way to the living area where Tina was sitting. Her eyes looked down, trained on the words as Jacob doubled back toward the case.

“Hey, Newt! Buddy, uh...Tina’s up here and she’s all by her lonesome…”

Tina’s eyes snapped up as she rounded to look at Jacob’s back where he leaned over the case.

Damn it, Jacob!

“...and maybe you want to come up and keep her company?”

Tina looked back at her book, the nerves sending her body into fight or flight mode. She bit her bottom lip, hard, and she tasted the metallic swirl of blood as she closed her eyes. Jacob was still yelling down into Newt’s case. His world.

Maybe he could help her. Maybe he had a creature that could help. Newt always knew how to handle these situations. Then, she could leave.

Okay, wake Kama and leave. Then you’ll never have to see him again.

Tina turned to look at the case as Newt ascended, his rough, scarred hands resting on the lip of the battered leather box that held his whole life’s work. She felt her eyes widen and her jaw slacken as she watched him.

Business, Goldstein. Get what you need from him and leave. He doesn’t love you. No more of this.

Tina took a deep breath and stood up, closing her book with an audible snap. Newt had been talking and she waited for him to finish. As hurt as she was, she still loved his voice. The way his vowels rolled off his tongue still made her want to smile. She had to push that aside, though.

Enough, now.

“Mr. Scamander, do you have anything in your case that might help revive this man?”

[typhongeneocratis]

Percival Graves in the Fantastic Beasts deleted scenes: [x]

[katisfania]

 Day 6: Deleted Scene

 I need the full scene to be released <3

[a-moment-in-time-blog]

deleted scenes, anyone?

Just quickly wondering if anyone has a mirror or link to the deleted scenes?? They were on YouTube in pretty high quality for a little before Warner Bros. took them down. :(

[hyacinths-bridgerton]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wlxn90xdMpU)

[magicalhideoutengineer]

Graves asks the MACUSA Aurors to come with him - The President and the Auror Featurette

[janjan-the-ninth]

I'm a bit disappointed about the Deleted Scenes... or better said two of those scenes. Like... was it really necessary to show us a flying Billywig? And while the other scene has the "Mr. Graves will see you now?" in it... it's pretty much boring and unimportant. What about the dinner scene? What about the shirtless vision scene? What about Newts scars? All scenes that would have given us more insight to the main characters... but no, they give us the nonrelevant ones.

[katiehavok]

We choo-choose it!

I was sitting here, minding my own business and rewatching the deleted Ilvermorny school song scene, and it occurred to me that the instrumental accompaniment sounded an awful lot like a ukelele. Which, okay, historical accuracies aside (the ukelele is Hawai’ian which is someplace that Newt hasn’t been yet, but it is part of the lute family) got me to thinking...

Where on earth did the ukelele come from in the first place? We didn’t see Newt, Queenie or Tina transfigure one, we didn’t see them enchant one to play, and nobody really batted an eyelash when the music began. They just rolled with it like it was part of the scenery.

So, respectfully submitted for your consideration:

Newt Scamander, ukelele master.

Maybe the reason nobody thought twice is that Newt’s already mastered the instrument. He taught himself how to play as a coping mechanism, and still turns to it when he’s feeling especially blue because of the positive associations he’s developed. (Plus, I mean...picture Newt just smokin’ a ukelele for the sheer joy of creation, and try to tell me that isn’t something he would do!)

As part of his...rehabilitation? Coping? Call it what you will, he eventually reached a point where he just charmed the thing to be a constant source of entertainment -- all he has to do is hum, whistle or sing a few bars, and boom: instant chamber music. It’s better than a phonograph, quicker too, and he never ever has to worry about the irremovable earworm!

When Queenie tapped out the beat before she broke into song, the enchanted ukelele came to life to make its contribution, and because it’s audience consisted of its progenitor, two rather jaded witches, and an unflappable No-Maj, nobody really thought to question the why of it except for us, the audience.

(Is this crack? I’m not sure, but it gave me a giggle so I thought I’d share.)

(Oh, and now I want Newt serenading Tina...)

[themysteriousphoenix]

Here is the whole video from NVIZ on Vimeo! The newtina soft look scene is first. 😍 And now I'm going to go fangirl freakout some more.

[typhongeneocratis]

“Mustard” [x]  for @thegaypumpingthroughyourveins ♥

[basket-of-epiphanies]

The real question is

Are deleted scenes canon

[charie-caphine]

So if Kingsman initially didn’t want to release the breakfast scene because it's too gay, and Fantastic Beasts doesn’t release the diner scene for [?] reasons... What is it about two men having a meal together that screams "gay" to them?

[goldgravesship]

My body is ready.

[pseudol]

Fantastic Beasts deleted scenes