"Egon Spengler: The supports are waterlogged, the mortar is decrepit, and the foundation is shattered. In purely physical terms, there's no way all this can be still standing."

"Winston Zeddemore: You sound like you look surprised."

"Ray Stantz: (heard from Rookie's communicator) You can't deny the pure genius of Shandor, it's a pity that it was all used for evil. If he would have just channeled some of it for good, the things could have done."

"Egon Spengler: Posthumous Black Mass."

"Ray Stantz: (heard from Egon's communicator) Oh, yeah! Ethereal stability induced by sheer focused concentration of posthumous will! Unbelievable!"

"Winston Zeddemore: Yeah, right. Unbelievable. is that you can still use that word in context."

"Winston Zeddemore: It is officially time for us to go. (Whistles) Check this joint!"

"Egon Spengler: Unless my sensory array is malfunctioning, that is definitely the place we're looking for."

"Ray Stantz: (heard from Rookie's communicator) Okay you need to get to the others so they can help you, please be careful we don't know what we are dealing with yet, but it sounds big and when big things attack it hurts."

"Winston Zeddemore: (heard from Rookie's communicator) Hey, Rook! I'm trapped in a dark place. Can barely move my arms. Can you find me? I think you're getting closer to me, the sounds are getting louder. You know, I always did like you more than the others did. Keep looking, man. I've got to be around somewhere in here! Hey! In here! Give me a hand! Hey, thanks, man! I was seriously cramping up in there. This is all looking familiar. Ray would be giggling right now. This must be where all the mood slime came from. Look! They must've pumped it straight into the sewers from here. Let's go find Egon... then we'll think about finding Peter. Shandor's cult was working some scary experiments in here. There's blue slime, pink slime, yellow slime. But every ghost in here is coated' with black slime. What's generating it all? Where's it all coming from? Being dead for 80 years sure hasn't improved these guys' disposition any. I'm not sure which one of you shoved me in that crate, but you all owe me a big apology! You picked the wrong side, ghost. Shandor isn't here to help you now, is he?! This is the kind of stuff that really shows well on your review. I think you are really turning some heads back at headquarters. Man, what are these spooks up to in here? I get the whole Mandala-immortality-and power thing, but what's up with all the slime science?"

"Winston Zeddemore: Egon, hang on, we are almost to you!"

"Egon Spengler: Thank you. This is going to reflect well on your performance review. In most cases I find close proximity to mildew simulating. That was a little much, though. Have you seen Venkman?"

"Egon Spengler: The meter seems to indicate that he's somewhere in this direction. This machinery indicates an astounding level of sophistication. Pure evil notwithstanding. Ivo Shandor was far ahead of his time. You know, I have to take my hat off to Shandor. This lab was built how many years ago? It's truly impressive. It's likely Shandor was THE parapsychology expert of his time."

"Winston Zeddemore: Stay in the light, Egon."

"Winston Zeddemore: Should we try to find Peter, or...?"

"Egon Spengler: They probably stashed him around here somewhere."

"Winston Zeddemore: Yeah, that's Venkman, all right. Now. We're sue about this, right?"

"Egon Spengler: We need to be at full strength to shut down this Noble."

"Peter Venkman: Hey. I got places to go, people to meet. Can we move outta here?"

"Winston Zeddemore: What are they doing?"

"Egon Spengler: That would put a damper on the holidays."

"Winston Zeddemore: How do we shut that thing down?"

"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."

"Peter Venkman: Why does this always happen to me? I meet a girl. She's crazy about me. But she always turns out be some kind of unbelievable fixer upper!"