Newt: Come on.
Jacob: For the love…
Newt: Will you sit down?
Jacob: Good idea.
Newt: That’s definitely the Murlap. You must be particularly Susceptible. See, you’re a muggle. So our physiologies are subtly different. Stay sill.
Newt: That should stop the sweating. And one of those should sort the twitch. Here, take that. Come on.
Jacob: What got there?
Newt: This, the locals call Swoping Evil.
Jacob: No the friendliest of names.
Newt: It’s quite an agile fella. I’ve been studying him, and I’m pretty sure that his venom could be quite useful if properly diluted. Just to remove bad memories, you know? Probably shouldn’t let him loose in here, though. Come on. Come on. Down you come. Come on. Thank Paracelsus. If you’d have got out, that could’ve been quite catastrophic. So he’s the real reason I come to America. To bring Frank home.