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"Winston Zeddemore: What if we tried locking those things down?"

"Egon Spengler: I cab calculated 54 different outcomes. In three of them, we survive."

"Winston Zeddemore: I wasn't that curious! The whole room's filling up! Get to higher ground!"

"Egon Spengler: Alright, gentlemen. It's official: this was a bad idea."

"Winston Zeddemore: Ugh! The stench is horrible!"

"Peter Venkman: Smells like the Fulton fish market when they've got fish. Wait, I know that dumpster."

"Peter Venkman: This is the part where do what we do! Blow it back to the cradle."

"Egon Spengler: Yow! Get him in the eyes!"

"Peter Venkman: Hey. You lookin' at me?"

"Egon Spengler: We've got to cut off his Visine."

"Winston Zeddemore: Statistically speaking, we better hope it is!"

"Egon Spengler: Okay! Fair enough! What about that that inaccessible anterior nodule?"

"Egon Spengler: I'm not sure that matters! How can we get to it?"

"Winston Zeddemore: Hey! Rookie! Run around and look delicious, will you?"

"Egon Spengler: He's taking the bait!"

"Peter Venkman: And that is all she wrote."

"Winston Zeddemore: Right where they belong! Our boy Ivo Shandor didn't factor in that he was messin' with the Ghostbusters! Ha ha HA!"

"Peter Venkman; Yeah. Peck made the same mistake. We're gonna have a long talk with him."

"Egon Spengler: Shut up."

"Janine Melnitz: Oh, thank god you're here!"

"Janine Melnitz: She's gone! They took her! One minute everything was fine, the next it was chaos! Ghosts flying everywhere!"

"Egon Spengler: Janine, slow down! Start from the beginning."

"Janine Melnitz: Okay, okay. Somebody jumped me from behind. And before I passed out, I heard Ilyssa struggling and yelling, 'No'! And the last thing I remember was the screams of the dead and damned echoing in my brain!"

"Peter Venkman: So either there was a mass escape from Rikers..."

"Ray Stantz: Again?"

"Winston Zeddemore: Just like Peck threatened to do."

"Ray Stantz: Yeah, they would be awfully mad at us."

"Winston Zeddemore: Exactly. It's generally a bad idea for the guards to hang out in the cell blocks just after a prison break."

"Peter Venkman: Tell you what... Kind of a nice day. Why don't we go to Central Park? Could round up some ghosts, save the girl... get back in time for a nap?"

"Ray Stantz: Okay! The Ghostbusters ride again!"

"Winston Zeddemore: Just once, I wouldn't mind running with these other fools away from the trouble."

"Peter Venkman: Where's the fun in that?"

"Ray Stantz: I suspected that we're going to need the Super Slammer up there. No telling how powerful Peck has grown."

"Winston Zeddemore: That means we gotta take the Ecto-1. I'll drive."

"Egon Spengler: (heard from Rookie's communicator) Remember the last time we saw that kind of atmosphere disturbance?"

"Winston Zeddemore: (heard from Rookie's communicator) That's right. I don't get it. We shut down the mandala. How can all this still be happening?"

"Winston Zeddemore: (heard from Rookie's communicator) A Destructor Form again?"

"Egon Spengler: (heard from Rookie's communicator) Peck probably couldn't draw sufficient energy from the mandala before we shut it down. He found an alternate source in our containment unit."

"Winston Zeddemore: (heard from Rookie's communicator) Earthquakes... great. Could plague, pestilence, and death be far behind?"

"Ray Stantz: (heard from Rookie's communicator) I'd bet on it. Speed it up there, tiger."

"Ray Stantz: I'll go with the intern. Nobody should wander around alone in this place. We'll meet you guys a little further on. You saw 'em too, didn't ya? They think they're sneaky. Let's spread out and flank 'em. It's not alone! Run! "Flanking" means I got this way, and you go that way. I know you're new, but that's basic stuff. All right, Youngblood. It's all you. There's the key! It's too heavy to carry ourselves. Get it back to the gate so we can keep going! Wait a minute. Oh... I get it now. This has been bugging me. When the necromantic shockwave summoned Gozer back to our plane, why didn't he assume a more effective Destructor from immediately? I mean the Marshmallow Man is scary, sure, but there has to be a better way to destroy the world. It's simple... When he enters our plane of existence, he must be locked into that form from our first encounter. One Destructor form per god, per dimension. I like it! Sounds like the kind of symmetry these things tend to operate on. Hey, so maybe I didn't choose such a bad destructor after all, huh? Look...up there. It's getting worse."

"Winston Zeddemore: (heard from Rookie's communicator) This isn't the Central Park I'm used to."

"Winston Zeddemore: (heard from Rookie's communicator) Hey! We ever test the Proton Packs in the rain?"

"Egon Spengler: (heard from Rookie's communicator) What's what Recruit is doing right now..."

"Egon Spengler: (heard from Rookie's communicator) That's true, Ray. How's it going so far? Do you smell any burning, or experience any painful tingling?"

"Ray Stantz: You'll be the first one to know. Or the second. Air strike! Take those flyers out! They're coming out of ground! We've gotta smash the coffins while they're airborne. Otherwise we have to deal with these! They ain't all graceful! On your right!"

"Ray Stantz: Thanks for joining the party."

"Egon Spengler: They're throwing everything they have at us to stop us from getting to that mausoleum."

"Egon Spengler: Ray, readings here are extremely unstable. Energy from the mandala and the escaped ghosts is building up to a flash point. We don't have much time."

"Winston Zeddemore: Don't get too far, Ray. If we need you, we're gonna need you really fast!"