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There.

-Hmm. -Huh?

The LB-7's gone! I'm gonna alert the police.

[ghosts snarling]

[gasping]

[screams]

[warbling]

[theme music playing]

♪ If there's something strange In your neighborhood ♪

♪ Who you gonna call? ♪

♪ If there's something weird And it don't look good ♪

♪ Who you gonna call? ♪

♪ That's right ♪

♪ I ain't afraid of no ghost ♪

♪ If you're seeing things Running through your head ♪

♪ Who you gonna call? ♪

♪ Ghostbusters ♪

♪ I ain't afraid of no ghost ♪

♪ You know busting Makes me feel good ♪

♪ I ain't afraid of no ghost ♪

♪ Whoo! ♪

[sirens wailing]

And you're sure all they stole was a laser?

The LB-7 is not just "a laser."

It's our most sophisticated prototype.

You got spook problems, all right, mister?

We're gonna have to tent the place, spray...

What?

Just a little Ghostbuster humor.

I don't think he's in the mood for jokes, Eduardo.

-[Slimer] Oh! -[gasps]

[sniffing]

Relax, sir. That's Slimer. He works with us.

Why don't you go back to your office and sit down?

We'll give you a complete report when we're done.

[sniffing]

Hey!

What's he doing here, anyhow?

I'm trying to teach him to pick up the scent of ghosts.

If the PKE Meters ever malfunction,

he could be an invaluable backup.

-Mm-hmm. -I got the idea

from watching my brother-in-law train his bloodhound.

Well, I don't think it's fair.

You're treating Slimer like a dog.

Dogs are smart.

Mm!

So what I wanna know is,

what's a bunch of ghoulies want with that laser?

You got me.

None of the paranormal creatures we've met

have seemed interested in the physics

of the non-ethereal plane.

Yeah, except for Kylie.

[Kylie] Isn't it fantastic?

This is the first time the Russians have ever allowed these objects

to travel outside the Iron Curtain.

Yeah. I'm thrilled beyond words.

You don't really buy into this Chariot of the Gods stuff, do you?

The magic of yesterday is often the science of tomorrow.

What fortune cookie did you get that out of?

There it is.

The Toltec Skull.

You dragged me all the way here to check out an alien paperweight?

No.

I dragged you here 'cause I didn't wanna ride the subway alone.

-[glass shatters] -What was that?

-[people screaming] -[ghosts snarling]

Ghost attack!

Don't they know we're off-duty?

Whoa!

Apparently not.

Hey!

Put that back!

Ah! [grunts]

[warbling, beeping]

[grunting]

[sighs]

[warbling]

I've never seen anything like it, Egon.

These ghosts were on a mission.

Yeah, all for a big hunk of glass.

A very special piece of glass, one of only three in existence.

The Toltecs believed

that when the sun god's light filled the three skulls,

the door to the ghost dimension would open.

What would ghosts need a door to the ghost dimension for?

Yeah. They already got a backstage pass.

Maybe they're stuck here on our plane for some reason

and they're trying to find a way home.

What was up with those flea collars?

About yea wide, with little teeny light bulbs on them?

How did you know that?

Hey, I'm a scientist.

The guards at the laser factory

described their thieves as wearing collars too.

Coincidence?

I think not.

You think not, all right.

[giggles]

Okay, so if it takes three skulls to tango,

the spooks are probably gonna try to round up the other two.

Which means that whoever has possession of them

could be at risk.

Yes.

Fortunately, the other two skulls are both within driving distance.

One of them is right here in the city.

It belongs to Wilhelm Rykhart.

The money dude.

If having a network of 10 million constitutes being a "money dude”,

then yes.

[slurps] Yum!

There's nothing in here for you, Slimer.

Just decaying tissue samples and salmonella spores.

Yum, yum, yum...

The third skull is in New Jersey.

It's owned by Edward Kirilian.

I know that name.

You two used to work together, didn't you, Egon?

[clears throat] Well, yes.

We...

We worked in related fields.

What do you say, Eduardo?

Let's pay Mr. Rykhart a visit.

Garrett and I will go check on Kirilian.

Why don't you come along?

[whistles] Nice digs.

Slimer, keep an eye on the car.

Mm-hmm!

He's a guard dog too?

[doorbell rings]

[Egon] This is the place.

Ugh. We better get this over with before the wrecking ball arrives.

[sirens wailing in distance]

As you can see, the Toltec Skull is quite safe.

I understand that, Mr. Rykhart, but you may need to--

The walls of this vault are solid titanium,

three inches thick.

Titanium schmanium.

Spooks don't care.

Uh, did you say "spooks"?

-[ghosts shrieking] -Power up.

What's going on?

That Ming vase was over 300 years old.

Listen.

A rich guy like you,

you wanna be able to afford new stuff.

[doorbell ringing]

-[Roland] Do you guys read me? -What's up?

Ghosts got Rykhart's skull.

Kirilian's probably next.

We'll get back to you.

[Kirilian] No, don't!

That skull belongs to me!

Kirilian!

Egon?

[ghost snarls]

Kirilian!

[coughing] We have to get out.

This way!

Kirilian...

[sirens wailing]

The firefighters say there's no remains.

How's Egon taking it?

Egon, I'm sorry about your friend.

We worked together at the university, shared the same passions.

I had respect for him.

-In the beginning. -What happened?

Kirilian's theories became dangerous.

He believed he could control the spirits.

He wanted to use them as labor.

Slavery?

Slavery?

I made my stand clear. We had a falling out.

Soon after, he lost his job at the university.

That's the last I saw of him.

There were times I thought about calling.

I only wish I had.

When Grandma Rose died,

I had so many things I still wanted to tell her.

But I...

Um, now what?

We find the ghosts who did this.

Maybe I couldn't save Kirilian's life, but I can avenge his death.

Yeah, and maybe prevent a lot more.

If those ghosts can use the skulls to open the door to the Netherworld,

there's no telling what kinds of horrors will be unleashed.

[whirring]

Poquito readings. Hard to tell which way they went.

How about it, Slimer? Can you pick up their scent?

He doesn't wanna be a slave.

You're not a slave.

You're an employee.

Hmm... Okay, then.

[sniffing]

[groans]

That way.

Now this is a dumb idea.

Ah! [moans]

Yums.

-Ah! -[screams]

Oh, Slimer.

Oh, yeah, he's a regular Lassie.

Useless.

[Egon] Perhaps not.

Slimer might have gotten distracted by the pretzels,

but he's brought us within the vicinity

of high-level ecto activity. That way.

My old junior high.

Maybe the spooks are taking night classes.

And me without my hall pass.

[meter warbling]

So Kylie, what were you like in junior high?

Same as now. Trouble.

Down there.

-Need a hand? -Not yet.

Yee-haw!

Now you may applaud.

[meter warbling]

Uh, maybe we shouldn't go this way.

I believe we should.

I get strong emanations from the end of the hallway.

[sighs]

Ah...

Never mind that. We're on a case.

[Garrett] No. No.

"Kylie Griffin, 8th grade Cheerleader of the Year."

[laughing]

Trouble, huh? Oh, yeah.

Looks like you were a real rebel.

That was long ago in a galaxy far away.

-[warbling] -The meter is burning.

-What is this place? -[Egon] Civil Defense tunnel.

Back in the '50s,

The city built dozens of shelters and tunnels

beneath schools and government buildings

to be utilized in case of nuclear attack.

Nice to know that threat is pretty much a thing of the past.

Yeah, now we carry the nukes on our backs.

[meter powers down]

Hey, my meter's dead.

Mine too.

We should be picking up at least trace amounts.

Of course. These are lead-lined tunnels,

designed to be impervious to nuclear fallout,

in the same way they're blocking our PKE readings.

Okay, trail's cold. Let's go home.

[snarling]

Oh. [whimpering]

You coward!

[snarling]

There's too many. Fall back!

Hey, man,

that's the 8th grade Cheerleader of the Year

you're messing with.

[groans]

No!

Egon!

I'm getting nada.

Egon...

[grunting]

Who are you? What do you want?

[cackling]

Hmm.

[grunting]

Gotcha!

-Slime. -Slimer!

Yes, yes, I'm happy to see you too.

What happened to the others?

I don't know.

[ghost snarling]

You come.

[whimpering]

This is great.

No PKE readings, no Slimer...

We're flying blind.

No kidding. There's gotta be a hundred of these tunnels.

[ghosts snarling, grunting]

[machinery humming]

They're beautiful, are they not?

[laughs] Hello, Egon.

Kirilian?

But...

I saw you perish in that fire.

All staged for your benefit.

Why?

To throw you off the trail, old boy.

But you always were rather doggedly persistent, weren't you?

You were behind all the thefts.

The skulls, the laser...

We had our differences, Egon,

but we both believed.

Edward,

no good will come of breaching the ghost dimension.

Never one to see the bigger picture.

That was your failing.

You'll unleash a power that will destroy all humanity.

No, I will unleash a power that I can use,

a power which can be controlled.

The Collar of Obedience

can subjugate any ectoplasmic form.

[snaps]

I have only a few dozen ghosts at my command at the present,

but once the portal is open, can you imagine?

The demons of the beyond at my beck and call.

This is the dawning of a brave, new age, Egon.

And you are here to see it christened.

I keep getting this feeling like something's following us.

You're just being paranoid.

[both scream]

Slimer!

He found Egon.

You understood that?

Take us to him.

Mm-hmm!

[Kirilian] The Toltecs spoke of using the sun god's light

to fill the skulls in order to activate them.

But what did that mean?

Was it metaphor,

or some energy source they alone were privy to?

One thing was clear:

mere sunlight was not nearly potent enough.

Then it hit me.

What is the greatest source of concentrated light

known to man?

A laser beam.

Precisely.

When the awesome power of the laser

is shot through them,

the skulls become energized,

emitting a sub-atomic vibrational pulse,

creating a cross-dimensional rift.

A gateway to the Netherworld.

Kirilian, I beg you.

-Please don't-- -Don't spoil the moment, Egon.

I've waited too long.

Ah!

-[ghosts snarl] -[gasps]

[shouting]

[shouting]

-[ghosts snarling] -[Slimer] Ah!

Missed me.

[ghosts snarling]

[kung-fu noises]

[cackling] The circle is complete!

The gateway.

No!

Egon!

[ghosts screeching]

[beeping]

Stop him.

They're going home.

No!

Kirilian!

I couldn't save him.

He let go.

He let go a long time ago, Egon.

[theme music playing]

♪ When the things That slither in the shadows ♪

♪ Keep you up late at night ♪

♪ When there's something lurking In your closet ♪

♪ Who can make you feel all right? ♪

♪ That's right ♪

[Slimer cackling]