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We're now returning to the real ghost buster.

We're now returning to the real ghost buster.

We're now returning to the real ghost buster.

I'm gonna make me go out and carry this, man.

Here I am.

Hello.

Yes.

Go.

Hey, buddy.

Move that piece of junk, will ya?

Huh?

Hey, buddy, I said... Whoa!

Voila!

Look at you, what you're on? Yeah.

I...

He got me.

He got me again, Ray.

He slimed me in my sleep.

But he loves you, Peter.

Fine, Ray.

I'm thrilled.

Really.

Just keep him away from me.

What? Uh-oh.

Hey, wake up and smell the coffee, you guys.

You won't believe this one.

And now to repeat this late-breaking story.

The Queensborough Bridge has been taken over by creatures of unknown origin.

The purpose of seizure is not known at this time.

No demands have been made.

Now, Janine, what is it? Listen.

We now go to Flem Nachman live on the sea.

Trolls.

Trolls?

Trolls!

Of course!

At Check Tobin Spirit Guide, the only reference to trolls is...

That's it.

Like in the Three Billy Goats Gruff.

The Three Billy Goats Gruff, Ray.

Yeah.

The troll under the bridge.

And they can be mean, let me tell ya.

Don't you just love taking the kids for a drive?

Quiet down back there.

Look at the scenery or we'll go home.

They don't trust humans.

They don't want anything to do with people or cities.

I wonder what they're after.

Trolls.

I don't believe it.

It's New York.

It's Monday morning.

Where else would trolls be but under the Queensborough Bridge, huh? I ask ya.

Trolls under the Queensborough Bridge.

It's probably dogs or rats or something.

Trolls under the Queensborough Bridge.

Would you look at that?

You still think it's dogs and rats, Peter?

Very big dogs or very big rats.

They're ghost bastards!

Ghost bastards!

Ghost bastards!

Ghost bastards!

Ghost bastards!

Ghost bastards!

Ghost bastards!

Stand back, ladies and gentlemen.

The ghost bastards are here.

We'll check it out.

Wow, look at that mess.

That's gotta be troll-handy work.

Hey, I have an idea.

We can't wait to hear it, Ray.

The trolls attack vehicles.

Let's drive that Doe one onto the bridge and see what happens.

It's worth a shot.

Just remember, the trolls are vicious, fearless, and very mean.

Vicious, fearless, and very mean, huh?

Well, Ray, you're driving.

Vicious, fearless, and very mean, huh?

Vicious, fearless, and very mean, huh?

Great idea, Ray.

Let's drive Ecto One onto the bridge and see what happens.

What do we do now? We blast them.

No, wait.

I wouldn't do that.

Even if we were able to get out and blast them, as Ray says,

before they completely destroyed Ecto One, which is beyond probability,

the streams might turn the trolls into stone or... For what, Egon?

The particle streams could make them bigger and very likely meaner.

Maybe we could talk to him.

Great idea, Winston. Go on.

Tell him I said hi.

All those in favor, Peter going out and talking to the trolls, raise their hands.

Me, Dr. Venkman, you troll.

What's the problem here?

Don't think they like me.

Oh, they don't speak English.

Any suggestions?

Perhaps I should speak to the gentleman.

Hey, Peter! Egon understands him. He can translate.

Tell him to hurry, Ray.

Ahem.

Uh... Ravik nihayas vin spooko.

Where does Flora grow up?

It seems they've lost a member of their group.

They want him back.

Tell him we'll find him if they back off.

Mm.

Eh, pooper.

Nick, Nick, lead up.

The Egon then.

Time her up.

So much, they were begun.

Done.

Third.

Huh?

Huh?

Ah!

He says that we have 12 hours to deliver their

friend, or else they'll send in the fireflies.

Fireflies? What's so bad about fireflies?

Ravik! You had to act.

We now return to the real Ghostbusters.

Listen, the best way to find a troll is to think like a troll.

Go for it, Ray.

Okay, I'm a troll and I'm lost.

Where would I go? I don't know.

Tell us, Ray.

Some place narrow, dark, empty.

Like your head?

Oh, come on, guys.

If we don't find that troll and soon,

those firefly things are gonna barbecue this city.

Now get serious.

I am serious.

Now that's scary.

Ray has a point.

What about the Holland Tunnel?

It's dark, narrow.

That's it.

That's where I'd go if I were a troll.

No, no, not a tunnel.

He's here for the bright lights and excitement.

Times Square.

Let's split up.

You guys go down to Times Square.

We'll take the tunnel.

There could always be giant ants like in Santa Clara in 1950.

Not funny.

I love doing that one.

Now, come on, let's go.

We haven't got much time.

How are we gonna find anything with the traffic jammed up?

We don't have time to waste.

Let's get out and look around.

There he is.

Get him.

Somebody, stop that troll.

Come back here.

Nice troll.

I've gotta say this, Peter.

You really should get into better shape.

And I gotta say this, Egon.

I never liked you.

Or your family.

Or your dog.

There.

Now we got him.

Okay, I'll hit him low.

You hit him high.

Well, now what do we do?

I hear New Jersey is beautiful this time of year.

Thanks, Egon.

You're such a joy to me in my declining years.

It's nothing.

We've been looking for hours and not a trace of the troll.

Yeah, and I'm getting pretty hot and tired, too.

Sad.

Now, there's just what I need.

Come on.

I'll tell you the truth, Winston.

I'm worried.

Those fireflies are gonna level the city unless we find that troll.

But the odds are against us.

Yeah, the odds of us seeing that thing are a million to one.

Oh, yeah, Strawberry World here.

Thanks.

Harsh.

Harsh.

Harsh.

That's him!

Wait!

Follow that coon!

Doesn't look good, does it?

Time is running out.

Egon!

Black Larry!

So let's get them a different program.

Ew!

Look out!

Fuck!

Black Power Fuck! Come on, Peter.

Grab a telescope.

I don't want to look at the city, Ray.

I'm tired.

I ache.

And I want to take a nap.

It's the most efficient way of covering a lot of ground fast.

We have only minutes left.

Egon's right!

Do you want to see New York destroyed?

Ask me after I've had some sleep, okay? Nighty-night.

I've spotted something.

I think I see him.

Take a look, Ray.

Where?

Where?

I don't see him.

Just a band.

Behind the band.

By the alley.

We got him.

Let's go.

We'll get the elevator.

You bring Peter.

You, now! Come on, guys.

Just a little nap.

I'll get you for this some day.

We have less than an hour to find him and take him back to the bridge.

That's it!

Music!

Very good, Ray, but this is no time to dance.

I'm telling you, the troll's like music.

He was dancing near a band.

Look!

Over there!

It's showtime!

We have somebody here.

Grab him!

Yes!

Yes!

Huh? Work again.

Work again.

Work again.

Work again.

Work again.

Work again.

Work again!

Party?

Party?

Party?

Party!

He must have picked up the word on the street.

Are you going to keep him under the bridge after they've seen Times Square, huh?

I like this guy.

He's my kind of people.

Troll, Peter.

Troll! Whatever, Ray.

He's a party animal and I like him.

We better get him back to the bridge.

Time's just about up.

Actually, time is up.

Huh?

Huh?

Shut up!

Hey!

Look at that!

Hey, Harry!

Get a picture for the kid.

All right, let's see.

F-stop.

Check.

And focus.

Party's over.

Come on, Charlie.

I really like this town.

I'd hate to see a charboy.

Later.

We got to SWAT some flies first.

Egon!

What would happen if the streams hit those things? I don't know.

Why doesn't that surprise me?

Armed proton gun.

This isn't working.

Look out!

I just hope you appreciate this.

Peter!

It's after the troll.

Have a drink, pal.

Ha-ha.

Party! Yeah, party.

Only next time, let's all go to your place.

All clear?

Ta-da!

All's well that ends well, huh?

They'll be back here.

So?

We'll take care of them.

Very likely there'll be more of them, Peter.

A lot more.

We have to turn the troll in, Peter.

There's no other way.

Those fireflies will destroy the city.

All right, I'll... No.

Wait a sec.

Aha.

If we hit a troll with a particle beam,

he either turns to stone or gets bigger, right? Good.

That means a bit.

Aha.

Listen.

Nipsey was able to act.

The sun came pretty loud.

Wargo.

Ah, there you are.

Just the troll I was looking for.

What?

He wouldn't come quietly, so he had to blast him.

Sorry.

He'll be okay in about 500 years or so.

Pours, pours.

Y'all must be.

All right, coast is clear.

Skip or duck?

Thanks again for the rushed job.

We appreciate it.

Skip or duck?

Y'all skip or duck? Anytime, Dr.

Vinkman.

Anytime.

Tell him to hurry up or he'll miss his train.

And tell him to go to this address.

Thank you, Peter.

You guys teach him that? All aboard.

Ready? Double B.

Double B.

This way we send it.

To a partying friend of mine in Chicago.

He owes me five bucks.

After he gets a load of our little partying friend, I'd call the dead paid.

Wouldn't you?