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Peter Venkman: "Nothing to worry about, folks. There's absolutely no reason to panic. We are highly paid, trained professionals. Alright, stand behind me. Try to look highly trained."
Hotel Manager: "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 P.K.E. 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 you can. That little greenie shouldn't cause us too much trouble."
Peter Venkman: "Part of our new contract with the city, Proton Packs 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: "The world we live in today. You shoot a Proton Stream of highly charged particles at someone…they get a sue happy! We didn't even burn her! I mean, there was redness! There was some redness!"
Peter Venkman: "Well, hello. You're perfectly safe now, Miss. The Ghostbusters are here."
Ilyssa: "Never gonna happen."
Ilyssa: "Cab please. To Times Square."
Ray Stantz: "Alright ace, get ready."
Peter Venkman: "Dr. Stantz, if you'd do the honors?"
Ray Stantz: "Proud to, Dr. Venkman."
Ray Stantz: "Alright…showtime. We wear him out, then we capture him. That's what your proton stream is for."
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 (on radio): "Ray! I don't feel good!"
Peter Venkman: "That mutant stromboli snuck up on me. Gah…functified again."
Egon Spengler (on radio): "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? We gave this hotel a clean bill of health five years ago."
Egon Spengler (on radio): "New people die everyday."
Ray Stantz: "Call the elevator, Junior."
Ray Stantz: "Alright, Slimer! You've had your fun! The elevator's off-limits!"
Peter Venkman: "Can we please call Winston and tell him his night off has officially ended?"
Ray Stantz: "Way ahead of you, Peter. Janine is paging him now."
Hotel Manager: "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."
Peter Venkman: "Ohh! Am I glad I stayed home that year. Alright, enough already with the education. The only one being paid to learn on the job is this poor sap cadet."
Ray Stantz: "They've split up!"
Egon Spengler: "Ray, follow me! The others are floating back 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."
Hotel Manager: "Absolutely not! You can't go in, the Rodriguez Bar Mitzvah is set to start in half an hour!"
Peter Venkman: "I bet the beef brisket is today's special."
Hotel Manager: "…and you've done quite enough already. I'm sure the…thing…will just go away…"
Hotel Manager: "I…I'm…willing to risk it"
Hotel Manager: "You're not going in there!"
Peter Venkman: "That's all we needed to hear. Alright, we're out! Coffee time, everyone! Service has been declined beyond this point."
Peter Venkman: "You bring your apron? We're gonna take a little shortcut through the kitchen."
Egon Spengler (on radio): "Be careful, Peter. Remember the Ellis island incident."
Peter Venkman: "The Alhambra should be right through…here."
Peter Venkman: "Okay, champion. You lead for awhile."
Peter Venkman: "This is why I eat out of a can."
Ray Stantz (on radio): "Run a full scan."
Peter Venkman: "Yeah! Perfect! See? That's a big wow. That'll teach that pitiful goop-sack to slime Peter Venkman. And, by extension…you."
Hotel Manager: "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 rookie here, the festivities can now proceed in an entirely ghost-free environment so you're welcome. Eh? And to the Rodriguezes: LaChaim from the Ghostbusters!"
Ray Stantz: "Nice of you guys to join us. You grab the little spud?"
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: "See? That wasn't such a chore now was it?"
Peter Venkman: "Hey, dollface. You see the sign on the door? Do not disturb! No moleste! Got it?"
Ray Stantz: "Nice streaming. You're getting the hang of it. Good trap work."
Peter Venkman: "Take a tip, punk: don't mess with the men in beige!"
Ray Stantz: "Watch out. Hostile FRV! Hurling projectiles!"
Peter Venkman: "Huh. That guy looked lost. Ray, let's go check the fridge. Let them go after the cook."
Ray Stantz: "Cadet, go with Dr. Spengler. Check out that angry chef."
Egon Spengler: "This way. Looks l ike he's drifting upstairs."
Egon Spengler: "Be careful. The psychonic vibrations seem to be amplifying their energy! Their manifestations are becoming more powerful and dangerous by the second! But don't be afraid. Because…uhh…no, go ahead and be afraid"
Ray Stantz (on radio): "Scan it for the guide now!"
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!"
Egon Spengler: "You need to remember that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree when it comes to poltergeists. They usually manifest as what they were in their physical life. A mailman will be a mailman, and in this case a chef will be a chef. Granted, an evil chef, but still a chef. So we need to figure out what will make this guy mad and draw him out, culinarily speaking of course."
Peter Venkman: "Hey, you think he'd make us some pancakes?"
Egon Spengler: "No, Peter. I think it's trying to make us into pancakes!"
Peter Venkman: "Whoa! Nice breath control."
Ray Stantz: "Anybody hear from Zeddemore?"
Winston Zeddemore (on radio): "Uh, guys? I'm right outside. And so is something else."
Peter Venkman: "Well, we had to make due with, uh, this new specimen here."
Winston Zeddemore (on radio): "I've been trying to get here for over four hours, Peter! Traffic is a little right now!"
Ray Stantz: "Wait…I know that thud…"
Egon Spengler: "Winston, what do you see out there?"
Winston Zeddemore (on radio): "It's big, it's clean and soft and white. And you all aren't gonna like it (And it goes well with graham crackers and melted chocolate)."