[While in jail, the Ghostbusters are studying the blueprints of Dana's apartment building and uncover some startling facts]
Winston Zeddemore: Hey guard, look I wanna make a phone call, Yeah I just work with these guys but I wasn't even there!
Egon Spengler: The structure of this roof cap is exactly like the kind of telemetry tracker that NASA uses to identify dead pulsars in deep space.
Ray Stantz: Cold-riveted girders...with cores of pure selenium.
Peter Venkman: [to jailbirds suddenly looking over the blueprints] Everybody getting this so far? So what? I guess they just don't make them like they used to, huh?
Ray Stantz: [slaps Venkman up the head] No! Nobody ever made them like this! I mean, the architect was either a certified genius or an authentic wacko!
Peter Venkman: Ray, for a moment, pretend that I don't know anything about metallurgy, engineering, or physics, and just tell me what the hell is going on.
Ray Stantz: You never studied. The whole building is a huge super-conductive antenna that was designed and built expressly for the purpose of pulling in and concentrating spiritual turbulence. Your girlfriend lives in the corner penthouse of Spook Central.
Peter Venkman: She's not my girlfriend. I find her interesting because she's a client and because she sleeps above her covers. Four feet above her covers. She barks, she drools, she claws--
Egon Spengler: It's not the girl, Peter, it's the building. Something terrible is about to enter our world, and this building is obviously the door. The architect's name was Ivo Shandor. I found it in Tobin's Spirit Guide. He was also a doctor; Performed a lot of unnecessary surgery. And then in 1920, he started a secret society.
Peter Venkman: Let me guess: Gozer worshippers?
Egon Spengler: Right.
Peter Venkman: [to Stantz, mockingly] "No studying."
Egon Spengler: After the First World War, Shandor decided that society was too sick to survive. [notices more jailbirds listening in] And he wasn't alone; he had close to a thousand followers when he died. They conducted rituals up on the roof, bizarre rituals intended to bring about the end of the world, and now, it looks like it may actually happen.
Peter Venkman: [singing] ♪ So be good, for goodness sake! Whoa! Somebody's coming! Somebody's coming! ♪
Ray Stantz: We have to get out of here. We've gotta get a judge or something.
Winston Zeddemore: Hey, wait a minute! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Hold it! Now, are we actually gonna go before a federal judge, and say that some moldy Babylonian god is gonna drop in on Central Park West and start tearing up the city?!
Egon Spengler: Sumerian, not Babylonian.
Peter Venkman: Yeah. Big difference.
Winston Zeddemore: No offense, but I gotta get my own lawyer.
Guard: Okay Ghostbusters, The Mayor wants to see you guys, Whole island's going crazy, let's go.
Peter Venkman: I gotta split, The Mayor wants to rap with me about some things.
Winston Zeddemore: Hey guard, look I wanna make a phone call, Yeah I just work with these guys but I wasn't even there!
Egon Spengler: The structure of this roof cap is exactly like the kind of telemetry tracker that NASA uses to identify dead pulsars in deep space.
Ray Stantz: Cold-riveted girders...with cores of pure selenium.
Peter Venkman: [to jailbirds suddenly looking over the blueprints] Everybody getting this so far? So what? I guess they just don't make them like they used to, huh?
Ray Stantz: [slaps Venkman up the head] No! Nobody ever made them like this! I mean, the architect was either a certified genius or an authentic wacko!
Peter Venkman: Ray, for a moment, pretend that I don't know anything about metallurgy, engineering, or physics, and just tell me what the hell is going on.
Ray Stantz: You never studied. The whole building is a huge super-conductive antenna that was designed and built expressly for the purpose of pulling in and concentrating spiritual turbulence. Your girlfriend lives in the corner penthouse of Spook Central.
Peter Venkman: She's not my girlfriend. I find her interesting because she's a client and because she sleeps above her covers. Four feet above her covers. She barks, she drools, she claws--
Egon Spengler: It's not the girl, Peter, it's the building. Something terrible is about to enter our world, and this building is obviously the door. The architect's name was Ivo Shandor. I found it in Tobin's Spirit Guide. He was also a doctor; Performed a lot of unnecessary surgery. And then in 1920, he started a secret society.
Peter Venkman: Let me guess: Gozer worshippers?
Egon Spengler: Right.
Peter Venkman: [to Stantz, mockingly] "No studying."
Egon Spengler: After the First World War, Shandor decided that society was too sick to survive. [notices more jailbirds listening in] And he wasn't alone; he had close to a thousand followers when he died. They conducted rituals up on the roof, bizarre rituals intended to bring about the end of the world, and now, it looks like it may actually happen.
Peter Venkman: [singing] ♪ So be good, for goodness sake! Whoa! Somebody's coming! Somebody's coming! ♪
Ray Stantz: We have to get out of here. We've gotta get a judge or something.
Winston Zeddemore: Hey, wait a minute! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Hold it! Now, are we actually gonna go before a federal judge, and say that some moldy Babylonian god is gonna drop in on Central Park West and start tearing up the city?!
Egon Spengler: Sumerian, not Babylonian.
Peter Venkman: Yeah. Big difference.
Winston Zeddemore: No offense, but I gotta get my own lawyer.
Guard: Okay Ghostbusters, The Mayor wants to see you guys, Whole island's going crazy, let's go.
Peter Venkman: I gotta split, The Mayor wants to rap with me about some things.
[While in jail, the Ghostbusters are studying the blueprints of Dana's apartment building and uncover some startling facts]
Winston Zeddemore : Hey guard, look I wanna make a phone call, Yeah I just work with these guys but I wasn't even there!
Egon Spengler: The structure of this roof cap is exactly like the kind of telemetry tracker that NASA uses to identify dead pulsars in deep space.
Ray Stantz: Cold-riveted girders...with cores of pure selenium.
Peter Venkman: [to jailbirds suddenly looking over the blueprints] Everybody getting this so far? So what? I guess they just don't make them like they used to, huh?
Ray Stantz: [slaps Venkman up the head] No! Nobody ever made them like this! I mean, the architect was either a certified genius or an authentic wacko!
Peter Venkman: Ray, for a moment, pretend that I don't know anything about metallurgy, engineering, or physics, and just tell me what the hell is going on.
Ray Stantz: You never studied. The whole building is a huge super-conductive antenna that was designed and built expressly for the purpose of pulling in and concentrating spiritual turbulence. Your girlfriend lives in the corner penthouse of Spook Central.
Peter Venkman: She's not my girlfriend. I find her interesting because she's a client and because she sleeps above her covers. Four feet above her covers. She barks, she drools, she claws--
Egon Spengler : It's not the girl, Peter, it's the building. Something terrible is about to enter our world, and this building is obviously the door. The architect's name was Ivo Shandor. I found it in Tobin's Spirit Guide. He was also a doctor; Performed a lot of unnecessary surgery. And then in 1920, he started a secret society.
Peter Venkman: Let me guess: Gozer worshippers?
Egon Spengler: Right.
Peter Venkman: [to Stantz, mockingly] "No studying."
Egon Spengler: After the First World War, Shandor decided that society was too sick to survive. [notices more jailbirds listening in] And he wasn't alone; he had close to a thousand followers when he died. They conducted rituals up on the roof, bizarre rituals intended to bring about the end of the world, and now, it looks like it may actually happen.
Peter Venkman: [singing] ♪ So be good, for goodness sake! Whoa! Somebody's coming! Somebody's coming! ♪
Ray Stantz: We have to get out of here. We've gotta get a judge or something.
Winston Zeddemore: Hey, wait a minute! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Hold it! Now, are we actually gonna go before a federal judge, and say that some moldy Babylonian god is gonna drop in on Central Park West and start tearing up the city?!
Egon Spengler: Sumerian, not Babylonian.
Peter Venkman: Yeah. Big difference.
Winston Zeddemore: No offense, but I gotta get my own lawyer.
Guard : Okay Ghostbusters, The Mayor wants to see you guys, Whole island's going crazy, let's go.
Peter Venkman : I gotta split, The Mayor wants to rap with me about some things.
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