In honor of the late Harold Ramis:
Venkman: Ray has gone bye-bye, Egon. What have you got?
Egon: Sorry Venkman, I'm terrified beyond the capacity for rational thought.
Egon: There’s something very important I forgot to tell you.
Venkman: What?
Egon Spengler: Don’t cross the streams.
Venkman: Why?
Egon: It would be bad.
Venkman: I’m fuzzy on the whole good/bad thing. What do you mean, “bad”?
Egon: Try to imagine all life as you know it stopping instantaneously and every molecule in your body exploding at the speed of light.
Ray: Total protonic reversal.
Venkman: Right. That’s bad. Okay. All right. Important safety tip. Thanks, Egon.
Egon: Well, let’s say this Twinkie represents the normal amount of psychokinetic energy in the New York area. Based on this morning’s sample, it would be a Twinkie… thirty-five feet long, weighing approximately six hundred pounds.
Russell: Okay, I know you’re anxious to jump right in and start speaking English, but there’s a couple of things I need to know first, because I’ve never done this before. So, how many of you would say you speak English fairly well, but with some difficulties?
[pause]
Russell: A little English?
[a man raises his hand]
Russell: Yes? You speak some English?
Man learning English: Son of squeak. toejam.
Class: [in unison] Son of squeak. toejam.
Winger: C'mon, it's Czechoslovakia. We zip in, we pick 'em up, we zip right out again. We're not going to Moscow. It's Czechoslovakia. It's like going into Wisconsin.
Russell: Well I got the toejam kicked out of me in Wisconsin once. Forget it!
Russell: I've always been kind of a pacifist. When I was a kid, my father told me, "Never hit anyone in anger, unless you're absolutely sure you can get away with it." I don't know what kind of soldier I'm gonna make, but I want you guys to know that if we ever get into really heavy combat... I'll be right behind you guys. Every step of the way.
Russell: John, do you think I'm officer material?
Winger: God, I'm worried about you.
Russell: Come on! I'm in good shape, I'm walking tall, I'm looking good. First weekend in Europe.
Winger: Yeah. We're spending it in an airplane hangar... guarding a truck!
Russell: We've got each other.
Recruiter: Now, are either of you homosexuals?
Winger: [John and Russell look at each other] You mean, like, flaming, or...
Recruiter: Well, it's a standard question we have to ask.
Russell: No, we're not homosexual, but we are *willing to learn*.
Winger: Yeah, would they send us someplace special?
Recruiter: I guess that's "no" on both. Now if you could just give Uncle Sam your autograph...
Winger: Come on. Let's take the truck.
Russell: No.
Winger: Yes.
Russell: No.
Winger: Yes.
Russell: No.
Winger: Yes.
Russell: No.
Winger: I'll drive.
Russell: Okay.
