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[Ray Parker Jr.'s "Ghostbusters" playing]

♪ Ghostbusters ♪

♪ There's something strange ♪

[phone rings]

♪ In the neighborhood ♪

♪ Who you gonna call? ♪

♪ Ghostbusters ♪

♪ There's something weird ♪

♪ And it don't look good ♪

♪ Who you gonna call? ♪

♪ Ghostbusters ♪

[tires screeching]

[growling]

[yelling]

♪ Who you gonna call? ♪

♪ Ghostbusters ♪

♪ Who you gonna call? ♪

♪ Ghostbusters ♪

[siren wailing]

[screaming]

[crowd laughing]

Somebody seen a ghost?

[woman yelling]

[evil laughter]

All right.

[grunts]

[all screaming]

Hey, Peter! Would you look at this? It's raining chocolate.

I hope they have soft centers. Ouch!

Hey!

[all] Ouch!

[squeals happily]

[swallowing]

Mm!

[evil laughter]

There's a definite PKE source inside.

Multiple entities.

This could be more dangerous than it looks.

This is a unique scientific opportunity here.

Come on, let's go.

[grunts]

Reminds me of a college party I went to once.

[laughs]

[laughing]

We have three Class-5, full-torso apparitions.

Amazing. But what bizarre, warped dimension

do you think they came from?

Possibly New Jersey.

Hmm. Almost no intellect reading.

Egon, Ray, excuse me, but could we move this gig along

before all this chocolate makes me break out?

Mortals.

Boy, are they dumb-looking. [laughs]

All right, you party animals, it's cleanup time.

[laughing]

Huh?

[laughing]

[ghost groans]

Hey.

[all grunting]

OK, OK, we know you're in there.

So come out with your claws up.

[ghosts laugh]

I don't think they're taking us seriously.

OK, Winston, then let them take this.

[powering up]

Opening the trap...now.

[ghosts screaming]

[screaming continues]

They're in.

-We got them. -All right.

-Check. The place is clean. -Well, yes and no.

[people murmuring]

It's all over folks, we got them.

Like taking candy from a ghouly. Ha.

Gentlemen, I'm the owner of this plant, and I can't thank you enough.

True, true.

But as a token of my appreciation, please accept this.

A year's supply of my finest chocolates.

Oh, yeah, how sweet it is.

Hi, guys.

Hi, Janine.

And how's the most beautiful secretary in the world?

We brought you a little surprise.

Oh, guys, how sweet.

You're right. I am surprised.

-What's wrong? -Hey, watch it.

Guess she's allergic to chocolate.

No, they're empty.

-Empty? -[Janine] Except one.

[Slimer muttering]

[snoring]

Slimer!

[muttering]

-[screams] -Yuck!

-I've been slimed. -Yuck.

Oh.

Stand back, I'm gonna blast him. This time I'm really gonna...

Whoa, Peter, take it easy. I'll discipline Slimer.

For shame, Slimer. You've been a naughty ghosty.

Naughty? Naughty?

Come on, Ray, he's been a major pain.

One more mess-up, Slimer, and you're history. Got that?

Aw. [sniffles]

Oh, We're gonna hit the sheets. It's been a rough night.

-[yawns] Hold all our calls, Janine. -Hey, piece of cake.

Cake? Oh, boy.

Ah-ha!

It was a figure of speech, Slimer, OK?

[cries]

Yeah, be right there, guys.

Soon as I dump these Class 5s into cold storage.

Welcome to our 220-volt, 10-megawatt ecto-containment unit.

Nighty night.

[yawns] Oh, boy.

[snoring]

[Slimer muttering]

[coughs]

[beginning to sneeze]

[sneezes]

Hmm.

[stomach grumbles]

Ah-ha!

[grunts]

[muttering]

Huh?

Ouch.

[yawning]

[growling]

-[Winston] Anybody down there? -Oh, no.

[grumbling] What is it?

[panicked muttering]

[distant crash]

Hmm?

Hello? Yo, anybody down there?

[whimpering]

Funny, I could have swore I heard somebody.

[relived sigh]

[alarm sounding]

Mm-mm!

[eating loudly and belches]

[second alarm sounding] Oh, no.

One more mess-up, Slimer, and you're history.

[sobbing]

[struggling]

[ghosts screaming]

[alarm stops]

[relieved sigh]

[ghosts laughing]

[meows]

Move it, Zonk, we're waiting on you.

And I don't like waiting.

[straining]

I'm coming, Pop. [grunting]

-I told you to put him on a diet. -I did.

But he only lost weight from his head.

I-I'm here, Pops.

[laughs]

You better start losing weight.

And comb your hair, it's a mess!

Yeah, it's all def...slop... It's mess, Pa.

Now what are we gonna do, dear?

[laughs]

We're gonna run them gum heads right out of business.

Right out of b...Uh--uh... But how, Pop?

Watch.

[screams]

You fool!

Whoops.

[dentist] Now, say, "Ah."

Ah.

[both screaming] Ah! Ah!

Ooga-booga!

[making various scary noises]

Everybody out. Let's go.

[female ghost] We're experienced ghost grabbers.

We'll take it from here.

[crowd yelling]

Oh, it's you, Pop.

[siren wailing]

[cheering]

Have no fear, Dr. Venkman and his staff are here.

Everything is under control.

It sure is, thanks to these two wonderful people.

Yeah, we've got the ugly beast right in here.

We're from Ghosts 'R Us.

And you'll be hearing a lot more from us.

[female ghost] Better luck next slime, Ghostbusters.

[ghosts laughing]

[all coughing]

Ghostbusters. If it goes "Boo," we know what to do.

No, ma'am, this is the real Ghostbusters,

not Ghosts 'R Us.

[woman on phone] Never mind.

Hey, who is Ghosts 'R Us anyway? I've had 20 calls for them today.

Yeah, that's what we'd like to know. They're stealing all our customers.

I can smell a bogus a mile away, and those guys are definitely bogus.

Not according to my PKE meter, Peter.

I got a solid reading from their containment unit.

There was definitely a Class-5 phantom in there.

[rings]

Ghostbusters, we're still number one.

Mm-hmm. Right. Gotcha.

All right, champs. Smalldorf Hotel. Major disturbance.

Let's roll.

This time, nobody beats the Ghostbusters.

[crowd yelling]

[siren stops wailing]

Uh-oh. This looks bad.

Stand back, folks.

[cheering]

Go home, Ghostbusters. This one's a wrap.

Thanks to Ghosts 'R Us.

-Who are you guys? -Yeah, this was our call.

[crowd cheering]

We got the ghosts, ladies and gentlemen.

No problem.

How'd you get here before us?

Because we're numero uno.

Yeah, and you aren't-o.

You know, there's something very familiar about those guys.

Something very ugly about them too.

Whoever they are, they're putting us right out of business.

[cheering continues]

[both laughing]

Did you see those dumb Ghostbusters' faces?

Looked like they'd seen a ghost.

[both laughing]

Uh, I hate this stupid can, Daddy.

How much longer do we have to do this?

One last time, Zonk.

Then the Ghostbusters will be history. [laughs]

Comb your hair.

[groaning]

[Janine] Spook Central calling Ecto-1.

Go ahead, Janine.

There's something freaky going on here.

What's wrong?

This whatchama-diddle says we're three ghosts short.

That's impossible.

Nothing can escape that system unless it's shut down.

Hey, wait a minute.

That's who those Ghosts 'R Us goons look like.

The three Class 5s we nailed this morning.

You're right, Peter. Who could forget faces like that?

But how did they escape?

Oh, no.

Somebody must have shut down the containment unit.

[all] Slimer?

See, I knew I should have blasted him.

[groans]

[Janine] Hold on, guys, we got a call.

Ghostbusters.

Stay calm, sir. Help is on the way.

Oh, good. The sooner the better.

Yeah, the better, the soon... The soon...Quickly.

[Janine] This one's a biggie, guys. An old toy factory in Brooklyn.

But what about those escaped Class 5s?

Knowing them, they're probably already there.

[Winston] Then let's go. Let's bag those turkey...

They're coming. They're coming.

They're coming. They're coming! [laughs]

[female ghost] And we're gonna be ready for them.

[ghosts whooping]

[female ghost] They're coming!

Some toy factory!

This place is weird.

Look who's talking.

What are we doing here then, Pop?

Looking up an old friend, dear.

Yeah, Terlock's in there.

He's the Class-7 phantom who haunts this dump.

Class-7? Oh, well, that's a lot...

[muttering]

But they're very...[stammers] Powerful.

Right. That's why Terlock's gonna make those Ghostbusters

run for the next state.

[laughing] Watch this.

Hey, Terlock! It's me, Slug.

Come on out. Come on, Terlock!

We need you to do a first-rate haunting for us.

[creature growls]

[male ghost] Huh? Uh, that's great, Terlock, but we're not ready yet.

[creature growls]

Come on, Terlock, quit kidding around...

Hmm?

[stammers] Wait a minute. Where's Terlock?

[growling] He's gone. Permanently.

[crying]

And you...

-have disturbed me. -[yelling]

[both yelling]

[groaning]

[siren wailing]

Well, what do you know?

For a change, we're actually the first ones here.

[ghosts yelling]

Make that the second ones here.

Would you believe the third ones?

It's at least a Class-8 free-roaming vapor.

Worse. A full-magnitude Class-10.

Whatever it is, it's about to mash Manhattan into cheese spread.

[all yelling]

[Peter] OK, boys, roundup time. Winston and I will ride herd.

Ray, you and Egon head them off to detach with Ecto-2.

You got it.

[siren wailing]

All systems check?

Check.

Switching on power. Ready for launch.

All right. Let's kick some ectoplasm.

All clear behind us.

Prepare for launch. Launch!

[siren continues wailing]

Hey, Egon, ever gotten around to taking those flying lessons?

-No. -[grunts]

Just checking.

♪ There was a time I thought ♪

♪ That I would never stumble ♪

[traffic honking]

Can you move it? I said step on it. I'm not paying for this.

♪ I've been going in circles ♪

[ghosts yelling]

What the...

♪ Late at night I see your face ♪

♪ Peeking through my ♪

[crowd yelling]

♪ Going insane ♪

[groaning]

♪ I feel like I'm on a rollercoaster ♪

Wow!

♪ Up and down you're driving me crazy ♪

Now I'm getting readings from those Class 5s up ahead.

-Perhaps we can contain them there. -Check.

[Winston] Ecto-1 to Ecto-2.

Looks like our ghosts are headed for the river.

But traffic's killing us.

Hang on, Winston. I know a shortcut.

♪ Woah-oh you're driving me crazy ♪

Uh. Ecto-1 to Ecto-2.

We're on our way.

[Ray] Roger. We'll block the far end of the bridge.

[Egon] Ecto-2 to Ecto-1. We've got them covered at this end.

[crowd yelling]

Nice touchdown, Egon.

Psychic energy's increasing.

We'll have visual contact in four seconds.

Three seconds, two seconds, one second.

Trap open.

Here they come!

[all yelling]

Wait up for me!

They're in. All by themselves.

But it's not over yet.

Wow.

[Egon] Ecto-2 to Ecto-1.

Uh. We're gonna require some assistance.

This is bigger than anything we've ever encountered.

[Ray] Yeah, and it sure looks mad.

Hang on, guys. We're almost there.

All this is because of Slimer.

If he hadn't messed up, we'd be home in our jammies right now.

Aw.

I don't like that gleam in his eyes.

Which eye? He has four.

[growling]

[siren wailing]

[growling]

[both yelling]

Whoa!

Whoa.

What hit me?

Same thing that hit me.

Quick. Aim for the monkey.

[all yelling]

[Ray] Bring her around for another run!

[Slimer shrieks]

It worked!

Whoa!

Great plan, Ray.

Uh-oh.

[grunting]

[yelling]

[grunts]

What's it take to stop this guy?

It's going after Ecto-2. And we can't stop it.

[Peter] All of this is because of Slimer.

[growling]

If he hadn't messed up, we'd be home in our jammies right now.

[growling]

Slimer?

[growling]

Slimer, wait. No, Slimer. Don't do it!

Get ready to jump, Ray.

I'm setting her on full-power overload.

Now!

[yelling]

[growling]

[all yelling]

Why do I suddenly want sushi?

In five seconds the power unit goes terminal.

[beeping frantically]

[continues growling]

[crowd applauding]

Slimer, I hate to say it but...

...you look marvelous.

Aw.

Yuck!

Now, that's what I call a happy ending.

Not for everybody.

Uh. Did we win yet, Pop?

Ah, shut up!

[theme music playing]