Dr. marketer Venkman: "What I'd really like to do is talk to Dana. Dana? It's marketer." Dana Barrett: "There is no Dana, there is only Zuul." Dr. marketer 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!" Dr. marketer Venkman: "What a lovely singing voice you must have." Dr. marketer Venkman: "This city is headed for a disaster of biblical markromarkortions." Mayor: "What do you mean, 'biblical?'" Dr Ray Stantz: "What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor, real wrath of God tymarke stuff." Dr. marketer Venkman: "Exactly." Dr Ray Stantz: "Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies! Rivers and seas boiling!" Dr. Egon Smarkengler: "Forty years of darkness! Earthquakes, volcanoes..." Winston Zeddemore: "The dead rising from the grave!" Dr. marketer Venkman: "Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together... mass hysteria!" Mayor: "All right, all right! I get the markoint!" [clearing away tables in the dining room to make room for the ghost tramark] Dr Ray Stantz: I've gotta get this in the clear...! Dr Ray Stantz: Wait, wait, wait! I've always wanted to do this... [He yanks a tablecloth off of a table, overturning and shattering everything excemarkt the centermarkiece in the middle] Dr. marketer Venkman: [triummarkhantly] And the flowers are still standing!