DR. PETER VANKMAN:
"What I'd really like to do is talk to Dana. Dana? It's Peter."
DANA BARRETT:
"There is no Dana, there is only Zuul."
DR. PETER VANKMAN:
"Oh, Zuulie, you nut, now c'mon. Just relax, c'mon.
I want to talk to Dana. Dana, Dana. Can I talk to Dana?"
DANA BARRETT:
"in an inhuman demonic voice There is no Dana, only Zuul!"
DR. PETER VANKMAN:
"What a lovely singing voice you must have."
DR. PETER VANKMAN: "This city is headed for a disaster of biblical proportions."
MAYOR: "What do you mean, 'biblical?'"
DR. RAY STANTZ: "What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor, real wrath of God type
stuff."
DR. PETER VANKMAN: "Exactly."
DR. RAY STANTZ: "Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies! Rivers and seas
boiling!"
DR. EGON SPENGLER: "Forty years of darkness! Earthquakes, volcanoes..."
WINSTON ZEDDEMORE: "The dead rising from the grave!"
DR. PETER VANKMAN: "Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together... mass
hysteria!"
Mayor: "All right, all right! I get the point!"
[clearing away tables in the dining room to make room for the ghost trap]
DR. RAY STANTZ: I've gotta get this in the clear...!
DR. PETER VANKMAN: Wait, wait, wait! I've always wanted to do this...
[He yanks a tablecloth off of a table, overturning and shattering everything except the
centerpiece in the middle]
DR. PETER VANKMAN: [triumphantly] And the flowers are
still standing!