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- Ms. Reason.

- Man, sound good.

- Bite, bite, bite, bite.

- So a photon is checking into a hotel.

- Should we not do

jokes right now, please?

I feel like we're gonna puke.

- Red light, red light.

- The bellhounds ask if you

need help with your luggage

towards the photon response, no thanks.

- I'm tapping light.

- Wow.

- Hey, can we get

some air going back here?

It's like a furnace.

- No air.

Also no power.

- Drag, we need power.

Can you not talk to me like that, please?

I'm 18 now.

I'm an adult.

- Oh, come on, we're on a job, buddy.

- I'm not getting paid.

Are you getting paid?

- No.

- Cool.

Is anyone else fully exploited?

- We're all being paid with memories.

- Ow, oh, you're fine.

- Oh, okay, actually, guys, I'm fine.

Mine's just fine.

Welcome.

- Wonderful news from the back seat.

Windows are stuck.

- I can open a door.

- No, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Oh, who knows?

- It's the Hell's Kitchen sewer dragon.

- Hold on to your ass.

- I'm going out.

- Phoebe, what, Kelly?

- I'm Mom, you call me Mom.

- You call me Gary.

Whatever you want.

- We're gonna lose here.

- Phoebe's right where

you stay inside this car.

- I have a ghost of dust.

- All right, that was cool.

- Gary, cool.

- Oh, I know, I'm sorry.

Is this the way she said it?

It is sounded cool.

- Get back in here.

I can't hear you over

the nuclear accelerator.

- Whoa.

- Drop it.

- Kelly, can you please?

- I'm sweating bullets.

In pursuit.

- Nah, they got it.

- These roads are screwed.

- Try driving a 10 tonne hearse.

- I have, and if you give me the keys.

- Not now, Trevor.

- Now, Trevor, drop it, Trev.

- I'm out of range.

- On it.

- Good luck, Mom.

- Come on.

- Later, Gator.

- Got it, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

- Jamie!

- It's okay.

- Who puts bags there?

- The city ground to a halt today

as a high speed ghost chase

tore up portions of Lower Manhattan.

- Honestly, looking at this,

I'm surprised the wedding got killed.

- We haven't seen the

Ghostbusters cause this much damage

since the Statue of

Liberty debacle of 1989.

Last year, descendants of original

Ghostbusters founder,

Egon Spangler, were handed the keys

to the derelict firehouse,

bankrolled by philanthropist

and former

Ghostbusters Winston Zettimore.

And though it's been

decades since New Yorkers cheered.

- Go, Buster!

- Break out the new equipment!

Go through a trail, blast the charge.

- Today's question

isn't who you're gonna call,

it's who's gonna pay for this mess.

- Three lampposts, two park Priuses,

an entire fleet of rental bikes.

That's a lot of damage.

- Yeah, but you can't have a

sewer dragon flying around.

So, like it's Middle Earth.

- You have someone hanging out the side

of a moving vehicle,

firing a laser gun indiscriminately.

- Laser gun?

- What?

- It has a proton pack.

- It's a weapon.

- A weapon of science?

- It's completely safe.

- Not completely safe,

it's a proton accelerator.

- How old are you?

- I'm 18.

- I'm gonna double it.

- I'm not talking to you.

- Huh.

- 15.

- A minor.

- We don't let kids become cops.

We don't let them fight fires.

And we certainly don't let

them become cost monsters.

Mr. I'm sorry, Mr. Murray,

may I approach the bench?

Do you see a rope?

I am not a judge.

- Gary.

- Look, I, you don't know

Phoebe Spangler like I do.

I mean, she is

something else to this kid.

Honestly, she's more

focused, more accomplished,

more capable than just

about any other adult I know.

And what exactly is your

relationship to this minor?

Are you her parent?

I mean, labels.

No, I'm her step teacher.

Mr. Grooberson, you are not her father.

You are her employer.

No, we don't pair.

Sounds like we can add Charles Lager

to our list of violations.

- Gary.

- Yeah, maybe she can

become a junior ghostbuster.

Hand out stickers or something.

As for the rest of you,

I am personally holding you responsible,

and I won't stop until

that firehouse you call home

is a pile of bricks.

- Ah, ceiling's leaking again.

- Sounds like a fun

mystery for a toy detective.

- Yeah, the mystery of the black hole.

Super fun mystery, and you're gone.

Awesome, awesome.

- What, too?

- Snow tank.

- I mean, you can

spend the next few years

being an actual teenager.

- Now, if this was the 18th century,

then I'd already be a

part of the workforce,

and I'd have more kids.

- Aw.

- So I have your grandmother.

- No, you would be dead.

- Oh, sweet.

- A ghost grandma.

- Woo, tacos.

- Hey, look what I found for movie night.

- Is that family friendly?

- I hope not.

About a family, family that eats people.

They're sisters.

- I'm gonna take this

with the labor board.

- On what grounds?

- I'm a ghost fester.

I saved the world.

- Well, I like to

think we saved the world.

Hey, would you watch my bees?

- You are a possessed canine.

- Ghost dog!

- Really?

This is insane.

- They're going to the snacks again.

- So you're gonna

make me wait till I'm 18?

- Aw, it's just three years.

Be young, live a little.

- This is the time of your life

when it's okay to screw up.

Make some mistakes.

- Yeah, yeah, the rest of your life

to be a ghost buster.

- Okay, well, three years

is nothing for you guys.

It's a tiny, negligible

percentage of your life spare.

- She means we're all right.

- Yeah, I don't know.

You're not the only

spangler here, you know.

- Okay, well, this is my call

and you should've

decided to be a ghost buster.

- So did I.

I was studying birthright in San Ogohoma.

Then I went to dinner with your mom.

We turned into dogs.

- And fulfilled an ancient prophecy

that almost brought

about the end of the world.

- Now that's a first date.

- We both got some action.

- Yeah, we did.

- Okay, gross.

For you, I get it.

You're a scientist.

But she's just--

- Choose your next words very carefully.

- I didn't think she

even knew those words.

- You better back me up.

It's great you're their buddy,

but sometimes you need to be an asshole.

- Well, is that really my place?

- I hope so.

- I, you know, I wanna be

more than just their buddy.

I just don't know what's allowed.

- Permission granted.

- Okay.

Wait.

I gotta warn you.

I mean, I can be scary.

- Yeah, you're a monster.

- You have no way.

Don't look at me that way.

You left?

Hey, you left or my thing?

I'm so sorry.

That was really bad.

I scare myself sometimes.

I'll be nice to you.

I'll just be an asshole to your kids.

- That's what I want.

- All right, who's hungry?

- Is the containment room okay?

- It's always room for one more ghost.

- The light is green.

- The light is green.

- The trap is clean.

- Rolling in three, two.

- Greetings, ethereal

beings, subhuman entities

and spectral forms from the great beyond

and any living humans

who may be watching.

Welcome to "Repossessed,"

the show where we

measure the spiritual energy

of everyday objects.

I'm your host, Dr. Raymond Stence.

My young producer in

turn reminds me to ask you

that if you like what you see here,

please push like and subscribe.

Now, who do we have here?

- Oh, I brought my late

husband Harold's watch.

He wore it every day.

And now when I walk

in the room, it beeps.

- Well, any object that's been exposed

to a deep emotional

experience can bind a spirit.

- What is it?

- An organic ghost trap, if you will.

The stronger the

experience or even trauma,

the more powerful the trap.

The way we detect this energy

is with one of these babies.

- Oh, thank you.

- If there's anything

there, this item will detect it.

Harold, big for the nice man.

Did you get anything?

- I'm sorry, ma'am, but it seems

that your dearly departed spirit

has left this earthly dimension.

- Sorry, lady, the hammer gets the views.

- He was gone anyway.

Next!

- Hey, Dr. A.

- Phoebe.

- Hi, mom.

- Yeah, here's the sample of

the moonsign you requested.

- Oh, I put it downstairs.

- Here, say.

- So, like sleeping down here?

- Yeah.

Normally, I'd rent this place

to an orchard ghost

hunting club on booking.com.

I just got lucky.

Shriebits another

boy, summer at Dorkahoma.

So, I guess you're crazy lately,

and you try to bite your arm off,

like class five, class seven.

- I haven't been banished.

- Hold on.

I thought my parents had that space camp.

Orbit, I'll talk to you guys later.

Love you, bye.

- Yeah.

- What are you doing?

- It's a nightmare.

We're smuggling back from Summerville.

I'm pretty sure they're mating.

- Disgusting.

- That's odd.

- You the weird guy

with my strange old things?

- Yeah, correct on both counts.

- Buddy, you just hit the jackpot.

Saw stuff from my

grandmother's and I was passed down to her,

so it's like ancient, ancient.

- Was she a believer?

- Well, she believed a lot of demented

and superstitious stuff,

if that's what you mean.

- My kind of gal.

I've learned it's always best

to knock every piece of wood

and throw a coin at every fountain.

- Yeah, just never know.

- Well, I think you lose

a lot of coins that way.

- Interesting stuff.

- Sure is.

Ready for the whole lot?

- Nice.

Oh.

- Oh, my glyphs on this.

- Oh yeah, the glyph one.

You know your stuff, man.

That's the special piece in there.

Actually, it's in there by mistake.

I can't part with it

for less than 50 bucks.

- Methoarabic?

- Yeah, meh-so-arabic.

- Very unique.

60.

These kinds of brass objects

were used to trap evil spirits.

- Oh, you think

there's something inside it?

- No clue.

If there is something trapped in here,

you can bet it's for a good reason.

- Definitely.

- I'm gonna take a PKE reading.

Psychokinetic energy meter.

May I do that?

- Thank you for asking.

So many places do that without asking.

- Instant reaction.

- Yes.

- Are you able to sell my life?

- No.

- Out the truck, telekinetic energy.

Full board, convective spatter.

- He took the words

right out of my mouth.

- I'll take the works.

Sorry, I don't have change.

- Are you okay?

- Okay, okay, okay.

I'm telling you, I mean, this,

this wasn't here before.

It shook the whole place.

- Has anyone ever

emptied this containment unit?

- Where, Gary?

The East River.

- So you've just been

stuffing ghosts in there since 1984?

- That's the idea.

- All right, well,

maybe not the best idea.

- I'll let Winston's

engineers know about this.

- Hey, by the way,

about Winston's engineers,

um, who are they?

- No, that's not for me to say.

- Oh, but what are they working on?

Is that super secret

underground ghost busting stuff?

- That's right, Gary.

- Super secret

underground ghost busting stuff.

- I know it.

- Oh.

Mom!

Mom.

There's something in the attic.

- It's a little dark, right?

- Yeah.

- Then why don't you take care of it?

- Okay.

Yeah, sure, I will.

I will take care of it.

Do that right there.

You picked the wrong house, bro.

What the actual hell?

- Yeah.

Thanks.

- Where do you think you're going?

- You're seriously not taking me?

- Don't look at him.

- I, um, I'm sorry.

- He had extra support.

- What happened to you?

- There's nothing I can handle it.

- Did you shower as that product?

- You're a ghost busting.

- Ah, very funny.

- Oh.

- Oh.

Hey.

- You know, I'm a ghost, right?

- Kind of figured when the chess pieces

started moving on their own.

- And you're not?

- Terrified of me.

Mom?

Should I be?

- I just think it's kind of weird.

I mean, usually people run by now.

- I can leave if you want.

- No, I'm not saying you have to go.

- Do you want to like float away again?

I can put it up here.

- No, I'm not saying.

Still weird.

- Nice.

Cleanse, by the way.

- Thanks.

Yeah, I burned alive in a

horrifying tenement fire.

- Yes, you're lucky

that you're not all crispy.

- I died before my face melted off.

- That's a bonus.

- Checkmate.

- What?

I don't understand.

- I can tell.

- Hey, don't take it too hard.

I've had a lot of time to practice.

So, you got a name?

- Phoebe.

- I'm Melody.

- Cool name?

- Thanks.

It was a family name.

I was being sarcastic.

- Kinda like you.

- What's the worst

part about being a ghost?

- I'll be 16 for the rest of eternity.

- Thanks.

- You're on a ride?

- Unless I complete

my unfinished business.

- It's fine.

- Then what is the best part?

- Doing this.

- Um, do you mind just...

- So you're one of Winston's guys, huh?

- Gary.

- Hmm, sorry.

- Is that how you hear the ghost?

- Oh, what helps when you

listen to the ghost is silence.

- Sorry.

- Okay, Gary, is

something trying to get out?

- What are you doing?

- Is this my dad's handwriting?

- His design.

- The containment unit is

essentially a large ghost trip.

That was Egon Spengler's great vision.

An articulated stream of protons

that could stabilize the

particles of the ghost.

- You belong?

- Yeah, of course I am.

- After 40 years of

compiling spiritual waste.

- He ran out of space.

- Well, didn't anybody see this coming?

- It was the 80s.

Nobody was too worried about the future.

- Then this happened.

- This momentary burst of spiritual

energy created a rift.

- It's a potential

gateway to the other side.

- The other side?

Are we talking about...

- I don't know what we're talking about.

That's what scares me.

- Look, we didn't just buy the firehouse

for nostalgia.

- This building is the finger in the dam.

It's the fortification

between everything we do

and don't understand.

We have to protect it.

- Oh, okay, so the ghost factor broke.

Can you guys just build a new one?

- What do you mean?

What do you mean, what do you mean?

- So are they not?

- We already have.

While you've been out busting ghosts,

my engineers have been

thinking about our future.

Once upon a time, this

was a tricorro aquarium.

Most recently, it's been more of a

squatter's paradise and rave venue.

Welcome to the

Paranormal Research Center.

Ghostbusting asks a lot of questions.

Now we have a place to find the answers.

We have a parabotanist, we

even have a paramusicologist.

- Hey, Lucky.

Lucky.

Remember?

Hey, you're here.

When you said you were entering,

I didn't know you'd be

blowing stuff away with lasers.

- I know, right?

It's a little upgrade.

- Of course, you all know Lars, our

resident parabotanist.

- Oh, no way.

I used to have one of these.

Mind your fingers.

It's possessed by an

able-spinned Dr. Seedy.

- Ray Stance has generously provided us

with a collection of spirit-loaded items.

- So everything in this place is haunted?

- Indeed.

Here's a rare find.

This grandfather clock

is inhabited by the spirit

of an actual grandfather.

Any emotionally charged

object can contain a ghostbud

as long as it's experienced

some sort of horrific event.

By fighting the

atoms, we're able to create

a fluid moment of chemical transition.

Then we simply lock on to the spirit.

We distract it from this host object.

And then lovingly deposit

it into our second chamber

so it can be properly disposed of.

- Have you made any

attempts on living possession?

- Oh, we're still tweaking.

- Now, I didn't wanna

show it until it was ready,

but this is what I

brought you here to see.

Our new containment unit,

based on Egon's original design.

It can span the equivalent

of 50 million cubic hectares

of plasma confinement.

Psychic jail is as big

as the American West.

- Home on the strange.

- Where the specters and entities play.

- Where the--

- Yeah.

- How long would it

take to move the ghosts

from the firehouse to here?

- If we went trap by

trap on regular shifts,

it could take anywhere

between three to seven years.

- Oh, so it's just too niche.

- Oh, I almost forgot.

We don't exactly know what it is.

It broke the PKA meter.

Good luck extracting

whatever's inside it.

- Yeah, we're still workshopping names.

I personally like Blue Ball of Hate.

The devil's testing me.

- What's in here?

- Wait, do you keep ghosts

just hanging out in here?

- We spent a long time trapping them.

Now we can study them.

- Why don't they escape?

- They're pro-tally fields.

- Precisely, it's the same

technology as in your packs.

We use it in all the enclosures.

- Oh.

- He's cute.

- Hey buddy.

- Now this one is the

most threatening pest

in the whole complex.

Possessive.

This spry little weasel can occupy

any inanimate manner at once.

Extremely dangerous.

- Hey.

- Thieves, am I doing something wrong?

It's not working.

You know me.

Cyclotron is a cyclic.

Help me out.

- No, you fixed it.

- I really just moved out.

- I know it sucks right now.

I do.

But it's just temporary.

And time flies by.

I promise you, I should know.

Two years ago I was in

Oklahoma and now I'm here.

With a pro-tot pack.

I was your science teacher.

And now I'm...

Well now I'm...

And now I'm your...

- We gotta fall down now!

Fred, let's go!

- I'm sorry.

- Hello anybody there?

- Ghostbusters.

- Oh good, we need someone right away.

- All right, we're back baby.

Ghostbusters back, back in the big city.

Back in the big apple.

Gotta take a bite out of the big apple.

Phoebe podcast, podcasting, Phoebe.

Can't keep us apart.

Dynamic duo.

- I wanna catch him.

- Can't play right now.

I know you've seen me working.

If you could later on

you'll get a tennis ball.

- Let's see what you got in you.

- Something wrong?

- I think it's fighting extraction.

- Not for this one, look.

- Okay, small thing.

I think we'll wait for

generators to walk back up.

- Until then?

- The proton fields are down.

- Do you hear that?

- Lawrence, I haven't

the ghost to escape yet.

- Okay, we've just shut that thing up.

- This is the place.

- Yeah.

I better have a bottle of this.

Hi, you wait for the ghost?

- Hello?

- Phoebe?

Blasting?

- It?

- Phoebe, what are you doing?

- There's the third wheel.

- Are you just standing there, fire?

What are you doing?

- This.

- I have graining.

- Cool.

- If I wanted to hate you then I

would've, but I didn't.

- Right.

- If it makes you feel better, I guess.

- Yeah, I just feel

like a warm rush of relief.

- Oh.

Phew.

So, do you wanna hang out?

You're inviting me in?

- I'm sure, yeah.

- You're inviting me inside

your ghost extermination headquarters.

- I, yeah, I know what's fine.

I see how that could be.

Weird, it's cool you don't have to.

- Nice digs.

- You can trans-operate?

- Oh, is that what I just did?

Yeah, I do that.

- How do you touch the chess pieces if--

- Basically, I exist on an entirely

different dimensional plane.

Do you wanna get it?

- Oh yeah, I love dimensional planes.

I've always wanted to visit a

different dimensional plane.

I don't know what I said.

I--

- So, like, is the rest

of this place a school or?

- That's our car.

This is my locker.

That's my name.

Oh, that's where we--

- I know what this is.

Have you ever wondered what happens

when we're all done here?

- I mean, I've seen it.

Yeah, I mean, it's

really beautiful actually.

I mean, your particles

start to lose their bonds

and float off into space.

- Then what?

- Quantum physics

suggests that we become part

of the fabric of the universe.

- Do you believe that?

- I believe in quantum physics.

- Sounds cool.

Maybe I'll be able to

check it out someday.

- And then when you

cross to the other side?

- Yeah, that's where my family is.

- Why can't you join them?

- I knew I'd already be there.

- Is that your object?

- On what?

- It's like an emotionally charged anchor

that keeps us tethered to this world.

- Well, the last match

burned my family alive,

so yeah, that'll do it.

And I was an expert.

I used to think these matches

are some sort of key to moving on,

but I've gotten used to the idea

that I'm not going anywhere.

I'm sorry.

- B?

You okay down there?

- I'll be right up.

- I'm going as fast as I can.

Does it have to be her?

I understand.

- Hey, pal.

Got some cheetahs for you.

You can come on out.

I'm only gonna shoot you in the face.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- Basement, now.

- Can you explain this?

- No, I can't.

- Dead.

- Cool.

- Empirically, I've heard you in the myth

of the cold temperature of absolute zero,

the degree in which all particles stop.

- Zero Kelvin, the

suspension of life itself.

- Exquisite.

- If you like that,

you're gonna love this.

- Listen, she brought

in this lethal snow cone.

The other ghosts have

been acting peculiar.

- I think it's communicating.

- Is the world just kind of chatting?

- Not the orb itself, but

whatever lies within it.

- We think it's

commanding the other ghosts

with some sort of mind control.

- Wow, extreme thermodynamic exusions,

thought transference.

This little cutie gets out,

no telling how dangerous it could be.

- Where the hell did

you guys get this thing?

- Hey, man.

- Hey.

- Are you Nadeem Razmati?

- Maybe.

- Did you recently sell a

collection of family artifacts

to Ray Stance?

- That money's gone.

- We're not looking for a refund.

- Come on in.

I got a bunch of other stuff for sale.

I am a licensed third

party reseller of sneakers.

What's your shoe size, my man?

- 10.

- I don't have any 10s.

Can you squeeze into an eight?

- No, probably not.

- Is this your bachelor five?

- This is my daddy's

place, my grandmother's.

- Nipple stuff, iconic.

- Oh yeah, that was

Nadeem's favorite painting.

I can't really part with it.

What's your offer?

- What was your grandmother's deal?

- We weren't really that close.

She said I was unambitious.

- But really, who's the brave one, huh?

The brother who goes

to engineering school

or the one who forges

ahead with no education

or future prospects?

- The second one.

- Right?

- Yes, absolutely.

- Yeah, I take that all the time.

You have to be too upset.

- I don't think that all the time.

- You make sure it's

about the tickling object,

Russell.

- That's when touched.

- Oh yeah, that came

from my grandmother's

special back room where she

keeps all the really good stuff.

But I'm not supposed to

take any of you back there, so.

- Whoa.

Nice sex dungeon.

Okay, daddy.

- What?

- A sex dungeon?

What, a sex dungeon have these chains?

- Yeah, a dungeon, as soon

as I said it, I realized it.

But seriously, what is she doing here?

- I don't know, I found

this room after she died

while I was looking for some fucktarts.

All this stuff is for

sale too, by the way.

- Is this brass or copper, Russell?

- Brass, once believed

to be a magical alloy.

There are countless tales of demons

trapped in brass irons

and lamps going all the way

back to the time of Solomon.

- Sick outfit.

- Whoa, yes, you ever?

No, I don't know anything.

It's like a dead room in here.

So she could be as loud as she wants.

- She stopped making

sex jokes about my recent

deceased grandmother.

- The brass hole, it was

always kept in the head?

- As far as I know.

- Is it possible she

wanted to keep it quiet?

- It means you're coming with us.

- Dr. Ray?

- Yes, Phoebe?

- I think that

somebody left a rotting cure

on one of your shelves.

- Oh, that's a human pinky.

Pick that up at the old state hospital

for the criminally insane in

Pennsylvania, haunted.

We had no equipment back then.

- Um, I actually had a

question I wanted to ask you.

Have you ever wondered

what it would be like

to be a ghost?

- Every day of my life, dear.

- Really?

- Sure, I mean, how I would materialize.

What's that feel like?

Would it be some kind of

a visual manifestation?

I mean, something's--

- What is that?

- I was just watching a

video I shot at the orb.

I think the audio's corrupted or

something, it's so weird.

- Here, here.

- Jenna.

- Ancient verbiage.

- Yeah, but what language?

- I'm dead.

I know a guy who could help us, but...

Should we investigate?

- We could.

- Aren't you benched?

- Aren't you retired?

- You gonna take that from me?

- Hold still.

- What's this?

Just garden variety tests.

Are you a human?

You should be able to pass it easily

unless you are possessed by a

cross-dimensional beast.

- Right, just a couple human beings

having a conversation.

One of them has a pasta

pot strapped to his head.

- Let's start off with a link.

- Puppies.

Love them or kill them?

I love them?

That's one correct.

- Okay, great, yeah.

- That was very easy.

Have you ever experienced deja vu?

No.

Have you ever experienced deja vu?

That's pretty good.

Ow!

What was that?

Don't throw any more pens at me, dude.

- That made you angry, did it?

- Yeah, it made me angry, did it.

- Hypothetical.

You're about to devour a small child.

Would you prefer skin-on or skinless?

- Okay, this interview's over.

I'm not gonna answer that.

- Refused to answer that?

- No, no, no, I'm not refusing.

I'm getting out of it.

Is it a human child?

- Are there other kinds of children?

- Are you sticking to a specific child?

Is this child related to me?

- Would that be necessary?

- No, it's not necessary.

You're the one who brought it up.

I don't wanna eat anything.

I told you to stop throwing pens at me.

- I'm sorry, it's a perfect--

- No reaction.

- Dude, don't, okay, okay.

What are you staring at?

Did I pass?

- Doctor stands up.

Think that this is a legal parking space.

- Ah, they know me here.

Did you know these two legal kids

actually have names?

Patients and fortitude.

- No, Doctor stands.

No, you are forbidden from coming

within 50 feet of this library.

Good to see you, buddy.

Been a long time, huh?

- Honey, excuse us.

- It's not a scenic, it's not county,

and it ain't French.

This is pre-Sumerian,

this is pre-Sanskrit.

- What does it mean?

- Five people in the world

can understand these words,

which means my colleague, Dr. Yarn Geary,

put you up to this.

Yarn Geary's already dead.

What?

- No, you're calling,

you're calling somebody.

- Sorry, the fudge is wrong with you.

Listen, this language has

been dead for thousands of years.

How did you get this recording?

- Do you believe in

spiritual inhabitation?

Spectral possession?

- Look, there's a reason

I'm down here in the basement.

I'm the library folklore,

it's almost the tri-state treasure

of the HP Lovecraft Society,

so do I believe in spirits?

Yes, I believe in spirits, I

believe in self-winding clocks

and the singing cheeses of Copenhagen.

Please, continue.

- All right, the ancient chance you heard

came from this mysterious object.

It's about the size of a bacchival.

- Come with me to the library.

- Are we not in the library?

- Upstairs is just for show.

The old and research

rooms where struggling actors

can Twitch stream and buy crypto.

Old library is unknown.

Welcome to the old library.

That object of yours,

its last recorded sighting,

wasn't photographed

and it wasn't painted.

It was carved in stone.

Whoa.

Recognize anything?

There's your orb.

- What is it?

- No, the better

question is what's inside of it?

- What's inside of it?

- Excellent question.

Probably sand, but if

you believe the folklore,

and I always believe the folklore,

that orb is a magical prison

for a phantom god called Garaka.

See, 4,000 years ago,

Garaka served a

bloodthirsty king called Samudari.

You know, from the

Battle of the Seven Armies,

et cetera, et cetera.

After Garaka helped

conquered half of Central Asia,

the king grew

suspicious of his ambitions.

Garaka was captured,

branded, broken, and disfigured.

His horns, the source

of his greatest strength,

were like ripped off his head.

Some nasty stuff.

I love it, no notes.

But Garaka didn't take too kindly to that

and went on a bit of a murder bender.

His plan was to raise

an army of the undead

and wage war on humanity by

channeling fear into a weapon.

Kusharit Lomoti.

The death chill.

The power to kill by fear itself.

The cold shiver runs down your spine.

Your veins turn to rivers of ice.

Your bones crack.

Your lungs cave.

And the last thing you see

is your own tear ducts freezing up.

So cool.

Anywho, before Garaka could collapse

the collective bronchial

tubes of Greater South Asia,

he finally met his match.

His icy spell was shattered

by a roving band of

mythical spirit catrids

called the Fire Masters,

who used fire and

brass to trap the evil god

inside of an orb.

Very orb.

Very orb.

You now possess.

Kind of like Ghostbusters.

Yeah.

If you're willing to

entertain a little historical gossip,

these are wax cylinders.

19th century audio recordings.

Our collection is bonkers.

Here, Mary Todd Lincoln using the F word.

Apparently she saw a moth.

But what I think you'll be most

interested in is this one.

See, back in the Gilded

Age or Fair Metropolis,

there was this group of rich assholes

called the Manhattan Adventurers Society.

They would steal relics and artifacts.

They'd get together.

They'd enjoy them with their beaujoulet

and a couple of hookers.

Real colonial loot fest kind of stuff.

Anyway, one night they took out a

particularly rare relic,

the Orb of Garaka.

And then they played this chant,

which opened the orb.

For the first time in New York history,

a room full of people froze to death

in the middle of July.

It's the possessor! He's

got the chair! Stop him!

Excuse us!

Pull him!

Get him! Keep him in the hospital!

What the hell was that?

Possessor goes, master of concealment in

disguise. Now it will

be impossible to find.

Oh, oh, there it is.

Well, that's a close one.

We don't want that getting away.

Give me a boost, will ya?

Okay, I got you.

Doctor, I...

Goodbye, push the back end!

- Curse the button! -

There's too many buttons!

What?

Yes!

- I'm gonna do

something! - I'm gonna try!

Hurry up! Push the buttons!

That work is there!

The lions, baby! There are...

Honey, people love them. They make kids

want to visit the library.

Do you know how hard it is to

get kids to visit the library?

I love the library.

Then why did you shoot

Fortitude in the face?

I was doing my job.

You don't have a job! Magnifique!

My compliments to the chef.

As far as fiasco's go,

this was just dynamite.

One would think, though, you'd have a

little more respect

for the public library.

You being such a bookworm.

Why don't you just back off?

I just want to thank her.

For what?

For 40 years, I've been

waiting to say these words.

The Ghostbusters are finished.

Your firehouse has been condemned.

Your packs are in a police lock-up.

They'll be melted down

for scrap by morning.

And just wait until I

get ahold of your car.

The last time you tried to shut us down,

you created a cross-rip

into another dimension.

Watch out, kiddo. That

sounds a lot like Slender.

That's a crime

punishable at the time of prison.

So let me ask you, Miss

Fenler, are you going to behave?

Or do I need to have you arrested?

Well, we really thought you

were going to choose to behave.

Try and get it. You're upset.

Can we just get to the part where you

ground me and move on?

Oh, you're not grounded. You're fired.

Honestly, if you were a Spangler, you'd

be answering our phones.

Excuse me?

Don't talk to her like that.

Are you serious?

I'm very serious. She's your mom.

Being a Spangler doesn't make you a

genius. It just makes

you part of this family.

Are you even a part of this family?

Phoebe.

Yes.

I get it. Fair enough.

But maybe if you weren't being so

selfish, you might notice that your mom,

your brother, and I have been doing

everything to try and protect you.

So wake up!

Sucks, doesn't it?

What the hell was that?

There was a wax on the back of your hand.

What kind of camera did

you get yourself into?

A microphone handle was

turning back and saying, "Shut up!"

Shut up.

Jeez.

We tore over this.

I don't know what our

age has to do with this.

There was a chanting ray under that

cylinder. It's a trigger. It's a counter.

It got yourself hurt.

You could have kept those kids hurt.

Jeez, Ray, the eyes.

Take a vacation.

Go visit some old ruins or something. I

almost hit your ass on the beach

somewhere. A little

color wouldn't kill you.

Ray, this is supposed

to be our golden years.

Winston, this is the way I

want to spend my golden years.

This is what I love.

I know.

I know.

Me too.

But you need to find a new way to do the

things you love before it kills you.

The thieves.

Oh, man.

They stole our gear.

Civil forfeit ship.

I don't believe it's the terminology.

Stop it!

Fireball?

Oh yeah, you really

gotta try that thing, dude.

Who is he?

Well, I'm the name of a potential deep

well of psychokinetic energy

and quite possibly possessed.

Can I try the fireball?

Yeah, knock your socks off.

Is this the last night in the firehouse?

I don't know.

Hey.

So this is it, huh?

I'm used to being on

the moon. I'm good at it.

I don't know.

I'd come like to stay

and fight for this place.

It's not our place.

Of course it is.

We can't leave.

I mean, look, wait.

If there's something strange in the

neighborhood, who are they gonna call?

If there's something

weird and it don't look good?

Are you gonna call?

Ghostbusters.

Well, I'm sorry, what was that?

Ghostbusters.

Ghostbusters!

This is the home of the Ghostbusters.

We're the Ghostbusters.

Can I tell you something else?

It's important.

What?

Bust it, makes me feel numb.

It makes...

Get out.

Holy crap!

This place is trash!

I'm trying to get her to

read it in head cleans.

What happened here?

Much a disaster. What have you done?

This is very sensitive

area, which is freezing.

Well, maybe you want to be freezing if a

certain someone had let his grandmother's

orb in her ring where it belongs.

Wait, I'm confused.

You're saying this is my fault.

Here's the deal.

Your grandmother was guardian of the orb,

the last line of defense against Garaka.

Now it's your turn.

You are the Firemaster.

Oh, that's dramatic. I like that.

It's not a joke, man.

For thousands of years, your family has

selflessly guarded the

world from an unimaginable evil.

Now either she didn't tell you about it

or you weren't listening.

Could have been either. We had a

complicated relationship.

Instead, you come into my shop, try to

sell your heritage, your

birthright, for 50 bucks.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Who are you... Who's that?

You are the Firemaster.

It's time for you to

claim your destiny, son.

Like the candle.

I think we both know that's impossible.

Son, I stopped believing in

that word a long time ago.

What if you were humanity's last hope?

Dude, that's never

been anyone's only hope.

I went to see you prom as a

backup for someone's brother.

You may not choose to believe it, but

there are many stories of people with

inexplicable gifts going back.

Eons. The strength of

Samson. The speed of Achilles.

Every pinch. Sick dance moves.

Even pyrokinesis. So...

Light the candle.

Light the candle. Just

like that. I just do that.

What?

Oh...

Inghous literature

speaks of a sacred fire.

A smokeless flame like the kind Moses saw

in Mount Herem when he

encountered the burning bush.

Like the kind the demon Jindraut forth

from the seven earths that flowed through

the hair of Sambo Kojin, the

Japanese god of the hearth.

That same sacred power

exists in your fingertips.

Oh...

Oh...

Light the candle.

It's his first time.

I think we're all going to die.

Phoebe?

Um, can I come in?

I just wanted to talk to you about what

happened at the police station.

Uh, because I know that was rough.

And, um...

But you know, life is rough. Life is

unpredictable and crazy and...

Doors, clothes, friends change.

But, uh...

The family is...

Is the one thing

that's there no matter what.

You know?

Uh...

Sometimes they're not even your actual

blood relatives. They're just...

They're the people that

remind you, you have a home.

Anyways, I think you're great.

I think you're really great.

I'm really glad we had this talk.

I don't know, every time I do what I

think is right, they just come down on me

like I'm screwing everything up.

That's ridiculous.

I know.

What?

Just sucks that the only

person who gets me is...

The ghost.

Yeah, it's too bad we exist on

different dimensional planes.

Separated by quantum physics.

So?

It's something.

I mean, there is a way for

me to be a ghost for a bit.

But it's experimental.

I wouldn't want to risk it.

It's not lethal.

As a plus, just requires a little bit of

life breaking and

entering some bad science.

I mean, I wouldn't want to

get you into any more trouble.

What else can they do to me?

What is that thing?

It's an ionic separator.

It will allow us to temporarily exist on

the same dimensional plane.

My spirit will be separated from my body

for only two minutes.

Then I'll regain consciousness.

Then...

What's wrong?

I'm sorry.

For what?

A human voice is the key.

But Garaga can't control humans.

And the ghosts.

And now he can control you.

Garaga is the only one that can open the

door to the other side.

It's my only chance.

My only chance to see my family again.

Maybe one day I'll understand.

Your world will shatter.

Bones and ice.

My empire will rise.

No!

Just get your ass off!

Baby?

Baby?

Are you okay?

She goes lost.

My spirit is separated from her body.

My God, you're freezing.

I tried to stop and I couldn't.

No, no, it's okay.

No, you're okay. That's all that matters.

I tell her.

No, you're not in trouble.

We're not in trouble.

She's right.

Who will do the big trouble?

Yes, give me a minute.

Just finishing this up.

I'll be right with you.

Are you the fire master?

Yeah, man.

Read the damn sign.

What is that?

Should we call this one in?

Yeah, call this one in.

It's okay if you guys hate me.

We don't hate you.

We're worried about you.

We didn't know where you were.

You could have been killed.

I trust somebody I should know.

I just feel stupid.

It's okay to feel stupid.

I'm the smartest people I know of warons.

Yeah, and I told you to make mistakes.

Yeah, not really somewhere else.

She's still there.

Maybe next time we got a tattoo.

You want to try shoplifting?

Hey, that ain't fun.

Yeah, okay.

Hey, are you ready to

be a spangler again?

Good, because we need you.

-Vinny. -How did Garakha get out?

Doesn't matter. It's coming right for us.

It's really bad.

Who's coming right for us?

Typical manifestation of evil, ender of

worlds, that kind of thing.

Garakha's coming for the containment unit

to recruit every ghost in

the tank we've ever caught.

We can't allow that to happen.

You'll have a bare-to-the-army of ghosts.

-The army of ghosts?

-Guys, it's okay. We're fine.

Look, we're good. Calm down.

We have the Firemaster.

Do the thing.

This is really great.

You're gonna love it.

-Dash! -

-Right. -Uh-huh.

Right.

Where are our proton bags?

New packs.

suit up.

Get to the roof, all right? Just shoot

anything that's terrifying.

But I already threw a proton string at

that thing. It didn't even flinch.

How is that possible?

The nature of God from another dimension.

Who's in now? It's atomic composition.

-Dr. Ray? -Yeah?

Copper can conduct an electrical field

like the one in our colliders.

Yeah, but there's no

copper left in the Firehouse.

Stripped by vagrants in the 90s.

Well, then what about brass?

Brass.

Especially if it's psychically charged.

Our proton packs use nickel and zinc as

primary drivers for spectral agitation.

But garakas different.

The ancient ghost

trappers used brass to trap them.

If I brass plate components on my pack,

it could give us a chance.

Wow, we managed

faster decay of split time.

Narrowed the stream intensification.

Terrific known improvements.

Let's get to work.

Here we go.

Can I be of any help?

-Sell them a bit. -Thank you.

You gotta be kidding me.

Oh, sweetheart.

Melvitz in uniform.

Lucas Fordy.

Courage? Anyone?

No, no, no, no, no. I don't like that.

What do you see up there?

A trite. How about a trite?

A what?

A kid's tricycle rolling

down the street on his own.

No, no, possess, possess.

You need to get down here now.

Yeah.

What's going on?

Oh, it's really bad. The world's ending.

You and I go up there.

How's it going?

Oh, terrible.

Okay, just keep

practicing, man. We got your map.

Could one of the

adults also come and help?

Who's there?

What?

Abigail.

Maybe the flight of my life, I thought

you were one of the big scary ones.

How'd you get all the way up here?

Ooh, paper.

It's random.

Lucky! Lucky, you're gay!

Oh, shit.

Trimmer!

You're doing it!

This is awesome!

I know that guy!

I am a god.

Where's Phoebe?

Good luck!

So is any of it real?

Yeah, I actually did beat you at chess.

I never wanted to hurt you. I just wanted

to see my family again.

Well, my family's up there now.

We still have time to stop this.

It's too late.

He's here.

Phoebe?

Phoebe!

Heads up.

Baldark and Horny at twelve o'clock.

This time we end our lives.

It's too ready.

Look, I can't help you move on. You have

to do that yourself.

Don't let him get to the basement!

Ow!

Well, being nice didn't work.

Let's try this.

Final move!

I'm trying to tell you

guys our dreams are useless.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Look, dude, I'm

probably your worst nightmare.

Okay, okay, okay.

Real talk, man, to whatever.

I don't want to hurt you, okay?

So how about we call this even? We each

go our separate ways.

I go back to Queens.

You go back to Narnia.

You are no Fire Master.

Me? No, I'm not the Fire Master.

I'm just Nadine.

I'm at the record show.

I gave you a chance.

Dude, you used all the lighter fluid?

You told me to practice.

Um, does anyone ever like it?

I quit smoking in the 90s.

Proud of you then, proud of you now.

No, no, no, no, no, wait, wait.

Bye, Phoebe.

- They're pretty, and

we can trap him now.

- No!

We're gonna need a bigger trap.

He's right there.

Go back and let all the spirits out.

Peter, do you know what this means?

You know what we can do?

Or I'd pretend I don't.

- If we neutralize the

mass energy and density

to reduce criticality,

it will force the tank

to reprop itself and re-re-assemble that.

- Just do it!

We all trust you!

- I gotta hold him, let's move him!

- You'll help me.

- Golden years!

- Golden years!

- The light is green.

- The whole world is green.

I knew you had one more dance in you.

- Yes, your toast!

- You were right.

I'll see you in the

fabric of the universe.

- Good morning.

- You have done it!

Citywide devastation.

I'm putting you away for a long time.

- Heck, you plowed.

You're never gonna get it, are you?

- What do you have to

say to the Ghostbusters?

- You're a fucking crazy, Ghostbusters!

- What, what?

- It sounds like you had

your undivided support.

- Well, yes, of course.

- Good, I'm so happy

to hear that Mr. Mayor,

because with my family and our family,

this whole city would be

under three feet of ice.

- The world right now is experiencing

unusual paranormal activity.

We are here to answer that call,

because we are the Ghostbusters!

- Well, it's not my first evil god.

- I am the Dean.

I am a fire master, turns out.

I've met Daddy before me.

- What are you doing?

- We're listening ghost together.

What are you called then?

- There's a team.

- A family.

- Yeah, the Spanglers,

where are the Spanglers?

- Spanglers.

- Well, you know what a

big boobers in, trust me.

- Hey, guys, baby, put on your backs.

- All right, Dad.

Here, sorry.

- Yeah, I heard it.

- Trevor!

- She just called me Dad.

- Hey, there are a lot of people,

some ghost stories, the fish ladies.

Hey, that's my truck!

Truck!