Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Parts One and Two: The Official Playscript of the Original West End Production

by John Tiffany

Mum always told me that you were a better man than I could see, but this is what you really are, isn’t it? A murderer, a torturer, a — DRACO rises up and pulls SCORPIUS hard onto the table. The violence is surprising and deadly. DRACO: Do not use her name in vain, Scorpius. Do not score points that way. She deserves better than that. SCORPIUS says nothing, horrified and scared. DRACO reads this. He lets go of SCORPIUS’s head. He doesn’t like hurting his son. And no, those idiots blasting Muggles, that’s not my doing, though it’ll be me the Augurey asks to bribe the Muggle Prime Minister with gold . . . Did your mother really say that of me? SCORPIUS: She said that Grandfather didn’t like her very much — opposed the match — thought she was too Muggle-loving — too weak — but that you defied him for her. She said it was the bravest thing she’d ever seen. DRACO: She made being brave very easy, your mother. SCORPIUS: But that was — another you. He looks at his dad, who looks back with a frown. I’ve done bad things, you’ve done worse. What have we become, Dad? DRACO: We haven’t become anything — we simply are as we are. SCORPIUS: The Malfoys. The family you can always rely on to make the world a murkier place.