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!"

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!