DR. PETER VENKMAN:
"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 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!