Janine Melnitz: I want you to take this. Dr. Egon Spengler: What is it? Janine Melnitz: It's a souvenir from the New York World's Fair in Flushing Meadow in 1964. It's my lucky coin. Dr. Egon Spengler: I shouldn't take it. We might not be coming back. Janine Melnitz: Take it anyway. I got another one at home.
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Dr. Peter Venkman: Hey Flattop! You miss us?
Trevor: Hey, remember that summer when we all died under a table?
Peter Venkman: Okay, on the count of three, go on two. One! Two!
Peter Venkman: I believe that everything happens for a reason. Call it fate... call it luck... call it karma...
Phoebe: Why can't you trust an atom? Because they make up everything.
And... not a single bar! Callie: There better be a bar.
Ray Stantz: We lost the firehouse. It's a Starbucks now.
Phoebe: What do you call a fish with no eyes? A fsh.
Phoebe: This isn't a farm, It's a trap.
Phoebe: His name is Gary Grooberson? You have a date with *Gary* Grooberson? Don't be yourself, mom!
Trevor: Hey, you're a mom. You work for us.
Trevor: Hey, remember that summer when we all died under a table?
Winston Zeddemore: I love that sound.
Peter Venkman: Okay, on the count of three, go on two. One! Two!
Callie: Pheebs, be a dear and break into your grandfather's house.
Phoebe: Why can't you trust an atom? Because they make up everything.
Trevor: Come on, girl.
Ray Stantz: We lost the firehouse. It's a Starbucks now.
Phoebe: What do you call a fish with no eyes? A fsh.
Phoebe: This isn't a farm, It's a trap.
Peter Venkman: I believe that everything happens for a reason. Call it fate... call it luck... call it karma...
Janine Melnitz: Your father wasn't much of a homemaker. He could barely keep the power on. Callie: You're saying he left us nothing? Janine Melnitz: Well, I wouldn't say nothing... there is quite a bit of debt.
Peter Venkman: Hi, Pete Venkman from the home office. And you are? Callie: Callie. Callie Spengler. Peter Venkman: Spengler? Peter Venkman: Weird name, good luck with that.
Callie: Let's go. You were supposed to look after her this summer. Grooberson: I was? Callie: Not you. Him. Trevor: This was her idea. Phoebe: But what about our stuff? The Ecto-1? Sheriff Domingo: Everything will remain nice and safe in our impound locker. Phoebe: No! We need it. Callie: Phoebe, let's go. Phoebe: We caught a ghost tonight. Deputy Medjuck: Dirt farmer's family. Phoebe: It's true. And there will be more. Sheriff Domingo: Hey, kid. You're starting to sound like your lunatic grandfather.
Peter Venkman: Had a feeling you'd turn up. Ray Stantz: I'm sorry I didn't believe you. Winston Zeddemore: I should've called. I miss you, my friend.
Podcast: I think Grooberson is trying to bone your mom. Phoebe: Oh. Podcast: You're not upset? Phoebe: No, I just don't exhibit emotions like everyone else, on the inside, I'm vomiting.
Phoebe: Hey. Don't we get a phone call? Sheriff Domingo: Sure you do. Who you gonna call?
Phoebe: Are you sure this is safe? Grooberson: 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. Science is reckless. Phoebe: Science is reckless. Grooberson: Totally! Yes! It's punk rock. It's a safety pin through the nipple of academia
Podcast: How about a joke? Phoebe: Joke? Uh... what do you call a dead polar bear? Podcast: I don't know. Phoebe: Anything you want, it can't hear you anymore.
Janine Melnitz: I want you to take this. Dr. Egon Spengler: What is it? Janine Melnitz: It's a souvenir from the New York World's Fair in Flushing Meadow in 1964. It's my lucky coin. Dr. Egon Spengler: I shouldn't take it. We might not be coming back. Janine Melnitz: Take it anyway. I got another one at home.
Ray Stantz: Are you all right, son? You just singlehandedly defeated a manifestation of Gozer. Podcast: You gotta be on my podcast. Ray Stantz: Sure. What's it called? Podcast: Mystical Tales of the Unknown Universe. Ray Stantz: M.T.U.U., that's you? Podcast: Wait. You're my subscriber? Ray Stantz: Really found its voice in the 46th episode.
Phoebe: Don't you think your father came out here for a reason? Callie: No. No. I think he was a sad old man who turned his back on his family, his partners. And for what? For a stupid farm in a town nobody cares about. Where, by the way, everybody thought he was nuts. Yeah, great decision, Dad. Phoebe: He was special. He loved science, like me. Why didn't you tell me my grandfather was Egon Spengler? Callie: Hey, I'm glad you found yourself here. I really am. But all I see are reminders that I didn't mean a thing to him. He never cared about me. Phoebe: He's not nuts. Callie: Well, then he's an asshole. Welcome to the family.
Callie: I'm sorry the night went sideways. Grooberson: No. I-I- had a blast. Why don't we just pick it up tomorrow night, same time. Callie: You really want more of this? Grooberson: Are you kidding me? We had kung pao shrimp. We went to jail. I don't know how we're gonna top this. This is a home run. Callie: Um, my life is a dumpster fire. Grooberson: I love dumpster fires. You should see my apartment.
Podcast: Would you be my lab partner? Phoebe: Well, I don't think we're going to be doing any labs, but I would like that a lot.
Trevor: At least we're only here for a week. Callie: Give or take. Trevor: What's that mean? Callie: We're living here now. Trevor: You said it would only be a week! Callie: That was before we got evicted. Trevor: You said you had money saved up! Callie: That was before I had children. Phoebe: To be fair, you've never been good with money.
Phoebe: Did I hit it? Podcast: You didn't hit it. You destroyed it! It doesn't exist anymore.
Phoebe: What does the name Ivo Shandor mean to you guys? Lucky: Ivo Shandor? He built this whole town. He built the mind, foundry, the school, library. His name is on everything. Trevor: That's tacky. Phoebe: In New York, he created an apartment building made out of selenium girders, mined from right here. On that same rooftop is where our grandfather fought to keep a horde of ghosts from entering our dimension. Trevor: Phoebe, what exactly is happening here? Phoebe: I can only think of one way for us to find out.
Trevor: Maybe you could put in a good word for me. Lucky: I'll tell them that you have a pulse.
Phoebe: Well, what about Egon? Ray Stantz: Well, he wasn't helping. We went from ten calls a week to one if we were lucky. Egon started to tell people that their little ghost problems didn't matter because the world was coming to an end. He got spooky. Freaked me out. One morning, I go to work and Ecto-1, our old Cadillac, is gone, his neutrona throwers, collider pack, all the traps, 16 ounces of fuel isotope, all gone! He cleaned us out. Now we were the dead ones. Phoebe: Don't you think might've had a reason? Ray Stantz: He phoned me about ten years later, some small town in Oklahoma. He kept rambling on about "the rising storm" and "the huge psychic tornado" that was gonna "consume humanity in darkness forever." And, kid, I wanted to believe. Phoebe: You don't understand. There is this mountain and it has these ancient carvings... Ray Stantz: Kid, kid, kid, there are a lot of mountains up there with ancient carvings. Take a little advice. Don't go chasing ghosts. Phoebe: Egon Spengler was my grandfather.
