Ray and Winston have been reduced to doing kids birthday parties to make ends meet. It's a thankless and frustrating existence, made worse by having to entertain children.
You know, my dad says you guys are full of crap.
Some people have trouble believing in the paranormal.
No, he says you're full of crap and that's why you went out of business.
[WINSTON presses play on a tape deck and the Ghostbusters theme starts to play]
Come on, everybody!
Ray / Winston
If there's something strange, in the neighbourhood. Who you gonna call?
He-Man! He-Man! He-Man!
Haremeyer is the Mayor's assistant and he's a real ball-breaker. Or he
thinks he is. But he's no match for Peter Venkman's rapier wit.
Look, you stay away from the mayor. He's running for governor next fall and the last thing we need is for him to be associated with two-bit frauds and publicity hounds like you and your friends.
You know, I'm a voter. Aren't you supposed to lie to me and kiss my butt?
For your information, the epididymis are a series of small tubes that collect and store sperm, attached to the back of the testicles. So for Egon, this was a mike-drop moment. BOOM!
Hi, Pete. How's it going?
Very well. Hi, Egon. How's school? I bet those science chicks really dig that large cranium of yours, huh?
I think they're more interested in my epididymis.
The guys have arrived at Dana's apartment to examine baby Oscar and his nursery. So far, they've found nothing. But that doesn't mean their exhaustive tests are yet complete.
So, what, brainiac?
I'd like to run gynaecological tests on the mother.
Who would employ Louis Tully as their defence lawyer? Well, someone irretrievably stupid or ridiculously broke, I guess. And the Ghostbusters come under that second category.
What can we do? It's in the hands of our lawyer now.
I think you guys are making a big mistake. I do mostly tax law and some probate stuff occasionally. I got my law degree at night school.
Well, that's fine, Louis. We got arrested at night.
It would be fair to say that Louis isn't doing such a great job at defending the Ghostbusters. But he has been a real bonus for the prosecutor.
Judge Stephen Wexler
Mister Tully, do you have any questions for this witness that might have some bearing on this case?
No, we've helped them out enough.
No, Your Honour.
Judge Stephen Wexler is about to learn a lesson in humility. Two brothers he sent to the electric chair years ago have returned for revenge in his courtroom. He's having a brown pants moment.
Judge Stephen Wexler
You gotta do something. Help me!
Don't talk to me. Talk to my attorney.
That's me! My guys are still under a judicial mistrangement order. That blue thing I got from her. They could be exposing themselves.
And you don't want us exposing ourselves.
All right. What kind of a sick, twisted, perverted individual sleeps with a jar of psyco-reactive slime? Egon Spengler, that's who. His only saving grace is that he
is ashamed of it.
Oh, baby! You mean this stuff actually feeds on bad vibes.
Like a cop in a doughnut factory.
We've been running tests to see if we get an equally strong positive reaction.
What kind of tests?
Well, we sing to it and we talk to it and say supportive, nurturing things to it.
You're not sleeping with it, are you, Ray?
[EGON'S face betrays him]
When Dana says she needs to put baby Oscar down, she means for some sleep. But there's more than one way to put a baby down. Isn't that right, Peter?
Well, how about you on the sofa and me and the baby in the bed?
It's a way to go.
It's so late. I really ought to put him down.
Yeah, if you want to.
[To baby OSCAR]
You're short. Your belly button sticks out too far. And you're a terrible burden on your poor mother.
Peter has finally convinced Dana to go on a date with him. A romantic meal in a restaurant. What could possibly derail it this time? His colleagues? Hmm. Possibly.
Dana, the guys are going down into the sewer to check for slime stuff. And Egon thinks there may even be a huge surge in c*ckroach breeding. Wanna blow off this dinner thing and go with them?
PKE levels are on the rise across the whole city. Zombie taxi drivers are on the streets and... the Titanic just turned up to Pier 34 - 77 years late!
Lieutenant, I think you'd better talk to this guy.
I'm busy here.
It's some dock supervisor down at Pier 34.
What's the problem?
He says the Titanic just arrived.