Credence. You fools. Do you realize what you've done? The Obscurial was killed on my...

Percival Graves: [after Credence and his Obscurus has been seemingly killed by President Picquery and other Aurors] Credence. You fools. Do you realize what you've done? Seraphina Picquery: The Obscurial was killed on my orders, Mr. Graves. Percival Graves: Yes. And history will surely note that, Madam President. What was done here tonight was not right. Seraphina Picquery: He was responsible for the death of a No-Maj. He risked the exposure of our community. He has broken one of our most sacred laws... Percival Graves: A law that has us scuttling like rats in the gutter. A law that demands that we conceal our true nature. A law that directs those under its dominion to cower in fear, lest we risk discovery. I ask you, Madam President. I ask all of you... who does this law protect? Us? [gesturing above to represent the No-Majs] Percival Graves: Or them? I refuse to bow down any longer. [attempts to leave] Seraphina Picquery: Aurors, I'd like you to relieve Mr. Graves of his wand, and escort him back... [a shield goes up in front of Graves, making him unable to leave] Seraphina Picquery: [Graves uses his magic to disable the shield and block and cast spells at Aurors; though outnumbered, he takes them out one by one] [Newt sends out his Swooping Evil, which manages to subdue Graves and hold him hostage] Porpentina Goldstein: Accio! [Graves's wand comes to her] Newt Scamander: [points his wand at Graves] Revelio. [slowly, Graves's face transforms into Gellert Grindelwald's, proving he is actually Grindelwald in disguise] Grindelwald: [as Picquery approaches him] Do you think you can hold me? Seraphina Picquery: We'll do our best, Mr. Grindelwald. Grindelwald: [as he's being escorted out by Aurors; to Newt] Will we die, just a little?

Do you realize what you�ve done? The Obscurial was killed on my orders, Mr. Graves. -Yes. And history will surely note that, Madam President. What was done here tonight was not right! He was responsible for the death of a No-Maj. He risked the exposure of our community. He has broken one of our most sacred laws. A law that has us scuttling like rats in the gutter! A law that demands that we conceal our true nature! A law that directs those under its dominion to cower in fear lest we risk discovery! I ask you, Madam President. I ask all of you... Who does this law protect? Us? Or them? I refuse to bow down any longer. Aurors, I�d like you to relieve Mr. Graves of his wand and escort him back to... Accio. Revelio. Do you think you can hold me?