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John O'Keefe: "That disgusting green blob is up on the 12th floor again, wreaking havoc! I demand a refund right now!"
Peter Venkman: "Sir, if you check the fine print on our invoice."
Ray Stantz: "Invoices."
Peter Venkman: "Right, invoices…you'll see that your warranty on re-haunting expired some time ago. You should've taken the extended service agreement."
Egon Spengler: "I'm getting some interesting PKE spikes here. Disturbances don't seem to be exclusive to the 12th floor. I'd like the chance to look around the building a little more."
Ray Stantz: "Good. Dig up what your can. That little greenie shouldn't cause us too much trouble."
Peter Venkman: "Well, hello. You're perfectly safe now, Miss. The Ghostbusters are here."
Ilyssa Selwyn: "Back off, loser. Never gonna happen."
Peter Venkman: "Haha. That approach rarely works with me. I'll show you why later."
Ray Stantz: "Alright ace, get ready."
Peter Venkman: "Dr. Stantz, if you'd do the honors?"
Ray Stantz: "Proud to, Dr. Venkman."
Peter Venkman: "Part of our settlement with the city: proton packs must remain off in heavily populated public areas."
Ray Stantz: "And in close quarters. It minimizes the city's liabilities and satisfies the restraining order the maid here had put on us."
Peter Venkman: "World we live in today. You shoot a proton stream of highly charged particles at someone…they get all sue-happy."
Peter Venkman: "It's him!"
Ray Stantz: "Nice. Now we got another plaintiff."
Peter Venkman: "Aw, come on, Ray! I'm the one that gets a face full of slime every time the little green buddy escapes! He doesn't even know me well enough to hate me."
Ray Stantz: "Watch it! Contact."
Ray Stantz: "Alright…showtime. We wear him out, then we capture him. That's what your proton stream is for."
Ray Stantz: "You've got him on the run! C'mon, let's go! Peter!"
Peter Venkman: "Nah, I've seen this one already. Know how it ends. You two have fun though. I'll cover the elevators and escort any ladies safely to their rooms."
Peter Venkman: "Stop staring at me! You're creepier than that ghost. Go down with Ray!"
Peter Venkman: "You're making the right career move, believe me. But also missing a great time with 'Ol Doc Stantz down there."
Peter Venkman: "Ray! I don't feel good!"
Ray Stantz: "He's been slimed! Again! Hustle over here and help him up, will ya?"
Ray Stantz: "When one of us goes down, we always help each other out. It's all about teamwork."
Peter Venkman: "Oh, no, my friend. That was back in the pre-sliming era. Right now, it's all about payback!"
Egon Spengler: "You guys need to get down here immediately. Our live-in science experiment is tearing apart the lobby, and he's not alone."
Ray Stantz: "More ghosts? But we gave this hotel a clean bill of health five years ago."
Ray Stantz: "Here it comes…"
Peter Venkman: "Kill it, Ray."
Egon Spengler: "Need a hand?"
Peter Venkman: "You always fail me, Ray. Don't you?"
Ray Stantz: "Nevermind the Onionhead for now. The ghost with the red cap is fighting hard to hold stasis!"
Peter Venkman: "Come on! He's a New York bellhop! Just tip him, will ya?"
Ray Stantz: "That convulsive PK Shockwave really stirred the nest. Man, this lobby is so wrecked!"
Egon Spengler: "Can we please call Winston and tell him his night off has officially ended?"
Ray Stantz: "More of them!"
Ray Stantz: "They've split up!"
Egon Spengler: "Ray, follow me! The others are floating upstairs. Venkman, you two pull our friend Slimer into a trap as fast as you can. There's a massive bulge in these spikes indicating this isn't just some routine clearing job."
John O'Keefe: "Absolutely not! You can't go in, the Rodriguez Bar Mitzvah is set to start in half an hour!"
Peter Venkman: "I'll bet the beef brisket is today's special."
John O'Keefe: "…and you've done quite enough already. I'm sure the… thing …will just go away…"
Peter Venkman: "That's all we needed to hear. Alright, we're out! Coffee time, everyone! Service has been declined beyond this point."
Egon Spengler on radio: "Sounds like the Alhambra's off limits."
Peter Venkman: "The shnutz you say. Nobody slimes Pete Venkman twice and gets away with it."
Egon Spengler on radio: "Be careful, Peter. Remember the Ellis Island incident?"
John O'Keefe: "This is terrible!"
John O'Keefe: "The Alhambra Ballroom! The Bar Mitzvah! What have you done? The guests are arriving in fifteen minutes!"
Peter Venkman: "What seems to be your problem? Thanks to me and my new exclusively assigned recruit here, the festivities can now proceed in an entirely ghost free environment, so you're welcome. Huh? And to the Rodriguez: L'chaim from the Ghostbusters!"
Ray Stantz: "Nice of you guys to join us. You grab the little spud?"
Peter Venkman: "Ray, we need to have a heart-yo-blob talk with this one or we are gonna have discipline issues when he's a teenager."
Ray Stantz: "Oh-oh! Heads up! Your initiation is over! Now give us a hand! We've got a couple of really persistent, troublesome spirits here!"
Ray Stantz: "Nice streaming. You're getting the hang of it. Good trap work."
Ray Stantz: "See? That wasn't such a chore now was it?"
John O'Keefe: "Who's going to pay for all this?!"
Ray Stantz: "No need to worry, sir. As you know, the Mayor rode to office on a strictly pro-Ghostbusters platform, and we now invoice the city directly for all captures and eliminations. An unhaunted New York is a tourist friendly New York."
John O'Keefe: "No… the damage!"
Egon Spengler: "The Mayor and city have taken out an extensive insurance policy as well so you're covered."
Peter Venkman: "Honestly, I'm sensing some hostility here. Perhaps we should just leave the ghosts here if that's what yo would prefer, sir."
John O'Keefe: "No… no. But please, be discreet."
Ray Stantz: "Discretion is our professional watch word."
Ray Stantz: "Whoa! Where did HE come from?!"
Egon Spengler: "I suppose we should go after him. Unless you want to discuss it first?"
Ray Stantz: "Cadet. Go with Dr. Spengler. Check out the angry fisherman."
Egon Spengler: "This way. Looks like he's drifting upstairs."
Egon Spengler: "Shh."
Egon Spengler: "Look out!"
Egon Spengler: "Can't get across there! Move! Take the lead! Take this trap!"
Ray Stantz on radio: "Hey! Is there a bathtub overflowing up there?"
Egon Spengler on radio: "More specifically: a 7000-cubic meter bathtub filled with protonically charged seawater? And, um, sea cucumbers?"
Egon Spengler on radio: "Ray, did you tell the recruit about semi-dimensional rift entities? This type of highly agitated environment is a likely manifestation point."
Egon Spengler: "Good work. Are you alright?"
Ray Stantz: "Nice going! You might really be the right person for this job."
Peter Venkman: "Yes, you have destroyed a significant section of a five-star New York hotel in just under three hours. Your mother and I are so proud. Aren't we, Egon?"
Egon Spengler: "He's got something! Let's track it down!"
Peter Venkman: "Egon? Ray? This is something new for us, isn't it?"
Ray Stantz: "First one I've ever seen! It's some type of highly focused anthropomorphic animator, an entity which attracts familiar objects to itself so it can materially manifest its rage!"
Egon Spengler: "It's generating a field of attraction so strong that it's able to reassemble its component parts!"
Egon Spengler: "Wrangle it!"
Ray Stantz: "Wrangle it away!"
Peter Venkman: "I thought I didn't like knives and forks flying at me. But, when knives and forks become a big angry giant, that's really me not liking it. A lot."
Ray Stantz: "Happens everyday, right?"
Cinematic
Ray Stantz: "Anybody hear from Zeddemore?"
Winston Zeddemore on radio: "Uh, guys? I'm right outside. And so is something else."
Winston Zeddemore on radio: "I've been trying to get here for over four hours, Peter! Traffic is a little blocked right now!"
Ray Stantz: "Wait…I know that thud…"
Egon Spengler: "Winston, what do you see out there?"
Winston Zeddemore: "It's big, it's clean and soft and white. And you aren't gonna like it."
Ray Stantz: "No… this is not possible. Not here. Not now. Not again!"
Ray Stantz: "Wasn't me this time, I swear it."