VENKMAN
Mr. Mayor, it’s a pretty simple choice.
You can believe Mr. Pecker here ...
PECK
(snaps)
That’s “Peck!”
VENKMAN
(ignores him)
... or you can accept the fact that this
city is heading for a disaster of really
Biblical proportions.
MAYOR
What do you mean “Biblical?”
VENKMAN
Old Testament, Mr. Mayor. “Wrath of
God”-type stuff. The seas could boil, fire
and brimstone falling from the sky ...
STANTZ
(chimes in)
... forty years of darkness, earthquakes,
mass hysteria, human sacrifice ...
MAYOR
Enough! I get the point.
(really torn)
But what if you’re wrong?
VENKMAN
If I’m wrong then nothing happens and you
toss us in the can. But if I’m right, and
if we can stop this thing ... well, let’s
just say that you could save the lives of a
lot of registered voters.
you kilt the thread......again?
LOL!