The Real Ghostbusters (1986) s04e02 Episode Script

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Ghostbusters! ♪
There's something strange ♪
In the neighborhood ♪
Who you gonna call? ♪
Ghostbusters! ♪
There's something weird ♪
And it don't look good ♪
Who you gonna call? ♪
Ghostbusters! ♪
Luigi, jump!
I ain't afraid of no ghost ♪
I ain't afraid of no ghost ♪
Who you gonna call? ♪
Ghostbusters! ♪
And me! And me!
This was the scene
earlier today in Central Park,
when, without warning,
a freak tornado roared into the area.
Gosh, that's terrible.
I'll say.
Can you imagine what all that wind
would do to my hair?
Weather experts are baffled
as to why the whirlwind
has remained fixed to one spot
and shows no signs of weakening.
This is crazy.
A tornado in the middle of Manhattan?
Yeah, what's next? Earthquakes?
- Slimer!
- Excuse me.
Spud, you'd better
cut the melon from your diet.
I don't think that is a tornado
in Central Park.
I'll probably hate myself for asking,
but why, Egon?
Simple, really.
Because when you factor in
the variables of humidity
and barometric pressure,
then apply the influence
of the jet stream and the
I do hate myself for asking.
Egon, you're amazing!
What a brain.
Even I didn't follow that one.
So, if it's not a tornado, what is it?
Gentlemen, I haven't got a clue,
but I intend to find out.
Ray! Help!
And they call Chicago the Windy City.
Still think this tornado's
not for real, Egon?
Perhaps, but I need a closer look.
Careful, Egon. Not too close.
It's just as I thought.
There is no barometric
pressure differential.
This is not a real tornado.
Oh, yeah?
You could have fooled me.
I'm registering PKE leakage.
It's some sort of manifestation.
Get out of there. You're too close!
I need approximately 17.4 seconds
to study these readings.
They're unlike anything
I've seen befWhoa.
Egon! Oh, no!
Stay back. It's too dangerous.
Got you, Egon!
Hold on, guys. I'm coming.
Oh, no!
Hold on, Slimer.
Slime! I gotcha!
Whoa! Hold on.
I gotcha.
Whoa! Hold it.
- Hold on, Slimer.
- Oh, no!
What the
Guys, this is Winston.
Do you read? Over.
They're gone!
Take it easy, Slimer.
We'll get 'em back.
We will?
But how, Winston?
I don't know yet, Spud.
Hey, check it out, guys.
We're back in the old neighborhood.
Somebody wanna tell me
how it got dark so fast?
Yeah, it's only 3:00.
I mean, 2:00.
No, 1:00.
Hey, there's something
wrong with my watch.
Hmm, fascinating.
There's something weird going on here.
Hey, where's Winston?
And Slimer.
Winston, this is Ray. Do you read?
They must be out of range.
- Or perhaps we are.
- What do you mean?
I'm not sure, Peter.
We better get back to headquarters.
What's wrong with this picture?
Hey, Winston. We're home!
- Yuck!
- Ugh!
Egon, will you stop saying that?
Sounds like the Spud is on a roll.
Definitely time to defrost.
What in the world?
I don't know.
But it's coming from the front here.
Somebody's sleeping in my bed.
Well, well.
Color me speechless.
We've got three live ones.
You just made a big mistake.
Your mistake, ghost-breath.
We live here.
Guess again, human.
Let's clean house, boys.
They have guns.
So do we. Nail 'em.
Hey, what the
Input-output chambers are reversed.
Now try our brand.
- Whoa.
- Hey.
- Hey!
- Fascinating.
Hey, this isn't half-bad
once you get the hang of it.
OK, Egon. Explain this one away.
And don't say it's "fascinating."
Well, we can definitely rule out
demonic possession.
Hey, guys. Look.
"Welcome to Boo York.
The Big Pumpkin."
That confirms it.
We are in some sort
of flip-side world.
A ghost version of New York City.
You mean everybody's dead here but us?
So far.
Huh. Then that whirlwind
was a dimensional gate in.
So where's the nearest gate out?
This isn't my kind of town.
Better give it up now.
'Cause we ain't afraid
of no people.
Run! Uh, fly!
Or whatever it is we do now.
You mean they just
disappeared into thin air?
All gone.
But where could they be?
Beats me.
Egon was picking up a big PKE reading
before they vanished.
But wherever they went,
it's beyond the range
of these walkie-talkies.
Oh, don't worry, Slimer.
We'll find 'em.
Won't we, Winston?
When there's something normal ♪
In your neighborhood ♪
Who you gonna call? ♪
Peoplebusters ♪
Hey, great pale.
How about passing me
some of that moon-tanlotion, doll?
Come on. Make my night.
Uh, can't we talk about this, fellas?
I guess not.
Egon. Ray's gone.
One down and two to go.
Let me go, you goons.
I know some real important ghosts.
You'll never haunt
in this town again.
- Ray.
- Wait, Peter.
We can't do anything
against those weapons.
Throw him in the containment unit.
I'll throw him so hard, he'll bounce.
Hey, we're the good guys.
We even have our own TV show.
One down and two to bust.
Look out!
- Official Peoplebusters business.
- Out of the way.
Ready, Winston!
This should boost
our transmitting power enough
to reach the guys wherever they are.
Hit it, Janine.
Ghostbusters Central to Ghostbusters.
Do you read? Over.
I'm sorry, but you've reached
a disconnected dimension.
Please try again.
Oh, where's Egon when you need him?
That's what we're trying to find out.
You see them?
No, but if they're anywhere around,
we can spot 'em from up here.
Yeah, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em.
That's it, Egon.
No more playing Peter Pan.
We are gonna get Ray.
Just let me catch my breath!
Just a little trim, please.
OK, look in here.
And that's your good side too.
Works every time.
Oh, my aching ectoplasm.
What a night.
If I do one more head today, I'll live.
This is all the rage
with the younger crowd, you know.
The flat top.
It's very now.
OK, here.
The whipped look.
This is definitely you.
Oh, I love it!
All right, people.
We know you're in here.
And we're gonna find ya.
There they are.
Through the wall, Egon.
Go through the wall.
The realer they are,
the higher they fall.
can you hear me out there?
Guys, come in!
Hello, Central, this is Peter.
Can you hear me?
Slimer, you've got the right
ghost frequency.
I do?
Yeah. Touch the transmitter again.
Janine, Winston, can you hear me?
Oh, Peter.
We hear you loud and clear.
We hear you too, Peter.
Hello, Peter.
Ray, Egon. You guys all right?
Yeah, so far.
But you've got to get us out of here.
We seem to be in some
sort of containment unit.
It sounds horrible.
Actually, it resembles
a rather pleasant Earth environment.
I don't believe you, Egon.
Giving commercials for this place?
It's the pits.
Everything here is the exact
opposite of the real world.
The opposite? Listen.
If everything there is reversed,
then that containment unit just might be
the doorway back to the real world.
Peter, you have to
let yourself get captured.
It's definitely a plausible theory.
Egon, is that the same as a sure thing?
I didn't think so.
Yo, Peoplebusters.
Here I am.
Ray, this is the exact form of energy
I found in that Central Park twister.
Then this could be our ticket home.
You OK, Peter?
If you call being slimed
by three ghost goons
and thrown into a containment unit fine,
then, yes, I've had a great day.
Who are they?
More of Boo York's
accidental visitors.
They're leaving with us.
Sooner the better.
Where's the nearest exit?
Right there.
Let's do it.
No go, Winston.
Our exit's locked tight.
That's OK.
You guys have the key. Your throwers!
In this simulated reality,
there is a chance they may work.
All right! It's working.
Ah, it's nice having things
back to abnormal again.
Yeah, peace and quiet.
Deathly quiet.
The containment's been breached.
Solid bodies are escaping.
Uh-oh. We've got company.
Sorry we can't stick around,
but keep in touch.
Are we back?
Sure looks like New York.
But is it New York?
Move it.
It's New York.
You made it!
Welcome back, good buddies.
Ghostbusters! ♪
Yup, we are definitely home.
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