Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

DELPHI: You poor creatures.
She throws the boys to the ground.
Thinking you can escape me.
ALBUS (astonished): You’re not — even on a broom.
DELPHI: Brooms — such unwieldy, unnecessary objects. Three minutes gone. We have two
minutes left. And you will do what you’re told.
SCORPIUS: No. We won’t.
DELPHI: You think you can fight me?
SCORPIUS: No. But we can defy you. If we lay down our lives to do so.
DELPHI: The prophecy must be fulfilled. We will fulfill it.
SCORPIUS: Prophecies can be broken.
DELPHI: You’re mistaken, child, prophecies are the future.
SCORPIUS: But if the prophecy is inevitable why are we here trying to influence it? Your actions
contradict your thoughts: You’re dragging us through this maze because you believe this
prophecy needs to be enabled — and, by that logic, prophecies can also be broken —
prevented.
DELPHI: You talk too much, child. Crucio!
SCORPIUS is racked with pain.
ALBUS: Scorpius!
SCORPIUS: You wanted a test, Albus, this is it, and we’re going to pass it.
ALBUS looks at SCORPIUS, finally aware what he has to do. He nods.
DELPHI: Then you will die.
ALBUS (full of strength): Yes. We will. And we’ll do so gladly knowing it’s stopped you.
DELPHI rises up — full of fury.
DELPHI: We don’t have time for this. Cru —
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: Expelliarmus!