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-That's odd. -[ghostly voice] Egon.

Perhaps, there's been a leak in the containment unit

and a poltergeist has escaped.

[all] Surprise!

-[snarling] -[screaming]

Suit up, boys, we're back in the saddle.

[all] Three!

That's got to be a malfunction. No ghost in existence is that big.

[seagulls squawking]

We've been out here for three hours.

I can't believe I let you talk me into this.

Patience, my man.

"We'll charter a boat, catch yellow tail, marlin..."

-Tuna? -You got one on the line?

Ah, no, on rye.

Weird fog.

-Ooh, scary. -[fog horn blows]

Wait, listen.

-[fog horn blows] -[scoffs] It's a fog horn. It's foggy.

[Peter] There.

Wonder where they're in such a hurry to get to?

Not get to...

Get away from.

-[screaming] -[monster shrieking]

[screaming continues]

That, my friend, is one nasty fog.

[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! ♪

Oh, are you sure you two can't stay a couple more days?

I'm planning a big Thanksgiving dinner at the firehouse.

Love to, Janine, but I promised my sister

I'd make it down for the holidays.

And I've got a workshop to teach

at the Paranormal Expo down in Miami.

It's so inspiring that you're willing to travel the country

to further the cause of metaphysical research, Dr. Stantz.

Yes. Well, I consider it my duty as a scientist,

not to mention they are paying me a hefty chunk of change.

Oh, yeah, dude's a real humanitarian.

[man over PA] Attention passengers.

We regret that all south and eastbound departures

have been canceled

-due to extreme fog. -[all groaning]

Oh, man.

[sighs] There goes this month's car payment.

So do you both like your cranberry sauce smooth or chunky?

What's the verdict, doc? Am I gonna make it?

Be quiet, Peter, you'll affect the readings.

Fascinating.

The residual readings of the entity you were exposed to

are unlike any I've ever encountered.

I just love it when he talks all scientific.

They indicate a spectral density

-in a state of incalculable flux. -[door opens]

Guess who's staying for Thanksgiving dinner?

Oh, our flights got canceled.

Don't tell me...

Fog.

How did you know that?

I'm a scientist, man.

Garrett and Peter had a little run-in

with a stratum of diffused precipitation while out fishing.

Yeah, little run-in? The fog ate a boat.

And I think we can all agree,

you don't usually see that behavior in a weather system.

These readings are provocative, but inconclusive.

We need more data.

All right, deep-sea lovers,

who's up for another pleasure cruise aboard the SS Venkman?

Come on. Hands.

I'll pass. I still haven't gotten my sea legs.

Guys, we just got a call from the Mayor of Barkley Bluffs

in New Jersey.

He said you'd have to see it to believe it.

[siren wailing]

[seagulls squawking]

My family's owned most of Barkley Bluffs

since it was settled.

We've worked hard to turn it into something special.

If you want tourists to spend money at your waterfront,

you've got to have a waterfront.

I mean, one minute the fog's rolling in...

Fog?

The next, it's all gone.

[warbling]

Hmm. This residue has the same PKE resonance

as the entity that you and Peter were exposed to, Garrett.

We're dealing with one intensely powerful poltergeist.

It must have moved back out onto the water.

Yes.

And given the speed and level of deterioration of the PKE signal,

it should be just about...

-here. -[beeping]

Isn't that where Dr. Venkman's boat was headed?

[Egon] Hmm...

Getting some trace readings. Nothing concrete.

Eduardo...

Yeah, keep trying. You'll get something.

Hey!

You are a Ghostbuster. You're on a case.

Whip out your PKE and get to work!

What about him?

I'm retired.

Storm's coming in.

That's no storm. It's a fog bank...

-[warbling] -[gasps]

...with an ectoplasmic field half a mile wide.

Oh, man, it's moving fast.

I don't know if we've got enough horses in this old crate to outrun it.

Outrun it?

We're gonna sail right into it.

Oh, yeah. I like your style.

You're both crazy.

What good are proton blasters gonna do against fog?

By all indications,

there's an ectoplasmic core within the fog.

That's what we need to attack.

Fluffy on the outside, crunchy on the inside.

The old team probably came up against stuff like this

all the time, huh?

No, this is a hew one on me.

-Uh-oh. -[warbling]

[all shouting]

[creature snarling]

It's got us.

No good. It's eating the boat.

[all shouting]

We're running out of boat.

[all] Whoa!

-[creature snarling] -[gasps]

[grunting]

[coughing]

Lose the packs before they drag us under.

Thanks.

Yeah, well, now we're even.

-[creature snarling] -There she goes.

[Peter] Yeah. And my rental deposit with her.

Now we'll just freeze to death.

No, sharks will get us first.

-Nope, the Coast Guard will. -[horn blows]

[Egon] Missing tanker, Spring 1953.

Missing yacht, Winter 1994,

I don't get what any of those disappearances has to do with us.

They all happened within a confined area.

The Bermuda Triangle.

Correct.

As you know, the Bermuda Triangle has for centuries been an area

where ships and later planes have mysteriously disappeared.

Well, I think we solved the mystery.

They got eaten.

Absorbed would perhaps be more accurate.

By an ingestive ectoplasmic entity that shrouds itself in fog.

Yeah, but we weren't in Bermuda.

We were off the coast of Jersey.

Yes, I know.

About six months ago, a new pattern of disappearances

began to emerge.

The entity began heading north,

up the Eastern Seaboard, towards New York City.

[chuckles] Hey, it's funny, you know?

'Cause lots of New Yorkers go to Bermuda for the winter,

but this thing's from Bermuda and it's coming to New York.

[laughs]

-Huh? -[Kylie groans]

I've run a systems analysis of the PKE readings.

This creature appears to be of a similar class of demon

to the one we encountered before,

except this one is in a semi-nascent state of development.

You mean, it's a baby?

More like an adolescent struggling to reach maturity.

Until recently, it was satisfied staying in one place

feeding on stray ships and aircraft.

But now that it's turned 18, it wants to leave home.

Have some kicks.

This entity's activities go far beyond having a few kicks.

Remember that, for every boat and plane,

every building that gets devoured,

-there are people being taken as well. -[door opens]

You guys better come up here and see this.

Check it out.

That's either a whole lot of smog blowing in from Brooklyn,

or we've got a major problem.

[siren wailing]

Let me ask a stupid question.

As opposed to?

These things didn't work before.

Why is this time gonna be any different?

Last time, we didn't use the fusion adapters.

We've got more firepower now.

[siren continues]

The entity hasn't reached Liberty Island yet.

We've still got a chance to stop it

before it reaches the mainland.

We're gonna need a boat.

Hmm. Not necessarily.

Sit back and watch the Venkman charm in action, people.

How'd you do that?

I told him it was important Ghostbuster business.

A matter of life and death.

-And that worked? -No.

So I offered him $500 to rent the thing.

You should be getting a bill in a couple of days.

-[groans] -Oh, yeah, "The Venkman charm."

The entity is vectoring in on the statue.

ETA, two minutes.

[warbling]

Power up, people.

The entity is very near.

That goo creature is putting the moves on Lady Liberty.

Prepare for synchronized attack.

Shake and bake!

[creature shrieking]

It's holding its ground.

Full power.

It's coming after us, man.

Winston, we gotta get closer.

Pull up! Pull up!

I'm trying!

[all shouting]

[Peter] Winston, anytime you wanna pull us free.

We need to concentrate the beams.

Try to sever the tendril.

-Right. -Check.

What's a tendril?

The thing that's grabbing them.

-Oh, yes. -Yeah.

Whoa.

[groans] We hit it with everything we've got.

And nothing.

What're you talking about, man?

We scared it off. We severed it's tinsel.

-Tendril. -Whatever.

The fusion adapter should have worked on it.

It's just too darn big.

I'm afraid it simply retreated

in order to regenerate and regroup.

Readying for another attack.

Manhattan.

Guys, I think it's time for some serious firepower.

[clattering]

Check this out.

Yes, Port Authority,

this is an emergency situation.

You've got to alert all ships and ferries

to stay out of the harbor.

There's a major ectoplasmic entity

-on the loose and it's... -[caller laughs]

-[dial tone humming] -Hello? Hello?

[indistinct chatter]

-[gasps] -Ah!

[inaudible dialogue]

-[gasping] -[woman] Help!

[girl gasps]

[machinery whirring]

This baby will deliver a proton blast

with 100 times the force of existing weaponry.

And to trap the entity, we'll use this.

It's operated by a remote device.

[horn blaring]

I theorize that this entity will keep on ingesting matter

until its size and density achieve critical mass.

And then...

Yeah, don't tell me,

it'll let out one colossal burp.

It'll most likely become quasi-gravitational.

Like a black hole in space.

Instead of moving toward matter,

all matter will be drawn to it.

Exactly, Ray.

It will in essence devour everything there is,

starting with New York City,

then the Eastern Seaboard, and eventually...

[Janine] Speaking of eating. Quick question.

Does anybody want yams instead of mashed potatoes?

[exclaiming]

-[creature snarling] -[people screaming]

[people screaming]

[creature snarling]

Let's move it, people.

We don't have much time.

Target acquired. Ready up there?

Ready.

On three.

-[all] Three! -[creature shrieking]

I think it felt that.

Oh, I knew it.

[powers down]

The power relays are fried!

We need an alternate power source.

Can you patch a cable into that thing?

I think so.

Pour it on! We gotta buy some time.

Not again.

[grunting]

This is becoming a habit with you.

[grunting]

I owe you one again.

[snarling]

We're back in business.

[creature shrieking]

Activating the trap.

[beeping]

[metal straining]

It's not opening.

[creature shrieking]

-All right. -All right.

That's team work.

Just for the record, Janine,

I vote for yams and mashed potatoes.

[all laughing, cheering]

[Garrett] Whoa.

-[Kylie gasps] -[Ray sighs]

[Roland] What's going on?

[Ray] Apparently, everything and everyone devoured by the entity

through the years, is returning to the physical plane.

Fantastic.

To think that thousands will be getting a new lease on life.

Yeah, just what New York needs, more people. [scoffs]

Ouch!

What's the matter, man? Too old for the rough stuff?

In your dreams, kid.

Ray, would you butter me a biscuit, please?

And now, the main event.

Bring it on.

I'm starving.

-[Kylie groans] -[Eduardo] Man!

-[Peter] Hey! -[Egon] Darn!

-You pig! -[Garrett] Jeez!

Don't worry, Busters. I anticipated this. So...

[whimpering]

You didn't!

Uh-oh. Ah!

Slimer!

[angry chattering]

[Slimer cackling]

[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]