Dr. Peter Venkman:
"What I'd really like to do is talk to Dana. Where is Dana?"
Barrett:
"There is no Dana, there is only Zuul."
Dr. Peter Venkman:
"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 Venkman:
"What a lovely singing voice you must have.
Dr. Peter Venkman:
"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 Venkman:
"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 Venkman:
"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 Venkman:
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 Venkman:
[
triumphantly]
And the flowers are still standing!