Ghostbusters: Afterlife

Phoebe: Are you sure this is safe? Gary: Safe? Heh. No. No, history is safe. Geometry: that's safe. Science is all particle accelerators and hydrogen bombs. Science is giving yourself the plague and gambling on the cure. Phoebe: Science is reckless. Gary: Totally! Yes! It's punk rock! A safety pin through the nipple of academia. Podcast: Ouch. Gary: Fire it up.

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Callie Spenger: Hi! Gary: Hello, again. Callie: You... brought them home. Gary: It's a service I provide. I'm also an escort.... that came out wrong. Callie: Kinda, yeah. Gary: Look, the truth is, is that I've always kind of wondered what lurked inside this... haunt-box. Callie: Right. Well, the only think lurking inside here is my slowly-dying soul. Gary: Is that what that smell is? Callie: Well, it's not dinner, so... [chuckles] Uh, would you...? Gary: Sure! Callie: Like...? Gary: Yeah! Callie: I don't have any food. Gary: It's fine. Callie: Tour! Gary: Great! Callie: Great.

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Ray Stantz: Ray's Occult, and we're closed. Phoebe: Wait! I only get one phone call. I'm... in prison. Ray: The slammer, huh? Heh, been there myself. I'm no lawyer, but I'm listening. Phoebe: Are you Ray Stanz, the Ghostbuster? Ray: And now, I'm hanging up. Phoebe: Hang on, please! I'm calling about Egon Spengler. Ray: [pauses] Egon Spengler can rot in Hell. Phoebe: He died last week. Ray: Oh, man... No kidding. Phoebe: Weren't you two friends? Ray: That was a long time ago. Phoebe: What happened to you guys? Ray: Well, when we started, busting ghosts was a gas. The economy was good. Reagan years. People believed in us, then things got slow. Hauntings got thin. Venkman thought we did our job too well. Oh, we could barely keep up our mortgage. Some actor bought up most of Tribeca, and we lost the firehouse. It's a Starbucks now. Phoebe: So, then you all just walked away? Ray: Peter went back to academia. He's in SUNY Cortland now, he's a Professor Emeritus, he teaches advertising and pr

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Phoebe: Uh... what do you call a fish with no 'i's? A fsh! Uh... A whale... There's two whales in a bar, and one of them goes [imitates whale call], and then, the other one goes: 'go home. You're drunk.' Uh... Uh... so a grasshopper walks into a bar, and the bartender's like 'we have a drink named after you!' And the grasshopper goes 'you have a drink named Steve?!' Gozer: [unamused] Have you come to offer yourself in sacrifice? Phoebe: What? Phoebe: No, I'm twelve. Are you?

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Man: [offscreen] Hey, flat-top! Peter Venkman: Have you missed us? Ray: Gozer the Gozerian! In the name of the county of Summerville, state of Oklahoma, the US Fish and Wildlife Service, all the members of Ducks Unlimited, the Association for the Advancement of Retired Persons. I command you under the National Invasive Species Act to depart this world immediately. Peter: Bravo. Winston Zeddemore: I think she remembers us. Gozer: Are you... a god? Winston: Ray? Peter: Oh, come on, Ray! Ray: ...Yes. Winston: Yeah, we're all gods. Peter: Yeah, I mean, we're all pretty dang special out here. On a personal note, I thought that we had busted up for good. I mean, it wasn't working for me. My friends didn't think so, I know yours didn't. Winston: Okay, playtime's over. Let's toast this muffin. Peter: Light 'em up! [laughs as they energize their proton packs] Winston: Man, I love that sound! Peter: On the count of three. Go on two. One, two! Ray: Yeah, nothing stings like a billion electron-vol

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Peter: I thought you might show up. Ray: I'm sorry I didn't believe you. Winston: You should have called. I miss you, my friend.

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