The Real Ghostbusters (1986) s02e15 Episode Script

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Ghostbusters ♪
There's something strange
In the neighborhood ♪
Who you going to call? ♪
Ghostbusters ♪
There's something weird
And it don't look good ♪
Who you going to call? ♪
Ghostbusters ♪
I ain't afraid of no ghost ♪
I ain't afraid of no ghost ♪
Who you going to call? ♪
Ghostbusters ♪
Who you going to call? ♪
Ghostbusters ♪
Ah, the country life.
Fresh air, peace and quiet.
This is not a dignified job
for a big time scientist and celebrity.
We could use a little
help over here, Peter.
Sure, no problem.
Now?
Now!
That was real exciting.
But somehow,
I don't see newspaper headline in this.
You shouldn't expect headlines
just for doing your job, Peter.
Why not?
Hey, the pay was right.
Our fee plus three home-baked pies.
Speaking of which,
just where did you put those pies?
In the backseat of the car.
Slimer, would you like to tell Ray
just how many of those pies are left?
One, two, three, four.
I don't know.
Bye, bye.
Hmm. Oh, are we here?
Peter, I tell you, we're lost.
Who asked you?
I think we ought to stop the car
and figure this out before--
It's not necessary.
I know exactly where we are.
And where's that?
Nass Burg.
Did you say, Nass Burg?
Yeah. Mean something to ya?
It means something to me.
It means we've been traveling
in the wrong direction.
Oh, man.
Maybe somebody in this town
can give us some
real directions back to the city.
I vote we just keep going.
I've been to this town.
You wouldn't like it,
we can find our own way.
Hmm, we don't have a choice, guys.
We're almost out of gas.
That does it, we're ready to roll.
That's good. Let's
Wait a minute.
Where's Slimer?
Gee, I don't know. Let's leave.
Hey, there he is.
Hey, Slimer!
No! Wait!
Yoo-hoo!
You can't even get getting lost straight.
If you're gonna wander off,
see the idea's to go someplace
where we can't find you.
And then we leave, and then you're lost.
See? Try and get it straight next time.
Hey, look at this.
It's a plaque.
It looks old, too.
"Here lieth the dragon.
Banished to sleep forever
sayeth the conjurer,
Zedekiah Spengler.
A.D. 1742."
Zedekiah Spengler?
You don't suppose
I was hoping you wouldn't find that.
One of your ancestors, huh?
And some kind of wizard, too. Wow.
You never mentioned this.
Do you talk about the loons
and the scoundrels in your family tree?
If I didn't,
I wouldn't have anybody to talk about.
No wonder you became a Ghostbuster.
It runs in your family.
Scientists and scholars run in my family.
Except for Zedekiah.
He chose superstition over science.
And as for him being a Ghostbuster,
since he supposedly
conjured up the dragon in the first place
banishing it was the least he could do.
Except that I don't believe the story.
I think Zedekiah
made it up to impress people,
and put up the plaque himself.
Are you sure?
Slimer seems awfully
interested in that well.
Hmm, I think there's a
dragon there.
Oh, yeah, you can tell.
There's gotta be a dragon down there.
Or a pizza, what do you think?
Oh, I think it'd be pretty neat
to have a family dragon.
Well, I do not.
Now, if you gentlemen have had your laugh,
let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
He must've been a powerful magician.
To conjure up a real
fire breathing dragon!
Even if the story
were true, which it isn't,
it was nothing to brag about.
According to his own journals,
Zedekiah created the dragon by accident.
And it was only about the size of a horse.
Did you order any flips, Egon?
Oh, man!
Whoa!
Whoa!
I think this is carrying
family tradition a little too far, Egon.
It's just a coincidence.
It can't be the same.
Whoa!
Take this!
Our proton beams are ineffectual.
We're just making it angrier.
Whoa!
So, Egon, got any ideas?
Just the obvious one.
-Run?
-Precisely.
Whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Let me go.
Let go!
Let go of
Let me rephrase that.
They're coming back this way.
Don't fire until it can drop Egon
without hurting him.
Get ready.
Yuck!
Dada.
What's going on here?
We're gonna get our headlines now.
"Ghostbusters' petterrorizes city.
Mayor demands that
the fearless foursome do something."
Give me a break.
We spent half the night
looking for these journals.
And the other half trying to decipher
Zedekiah's arcane symbols.
I'm in no mood to hear
the morning headline.
Anything you say, Egon.
Oh, well, thank you.
WhaWho
It's brought a Rolls Royce this time.
Can we keep it?
Which one?
The Rolls Royce or the dragon?
Neither.
Forget about the Rolls.
We've got to stop it
from bringing you these gifts, Egon.
You find anything yet?
Yeah, like, how it's only
supposed to be the size of a horse?
It was the size of a horse,
according to Zedekiah's notes.
I can only deduce that he bungled it
when he put the dragon
in suspended animation.
Or "asleep", as he called it.
You found something, didn't you?
Yes.
Zedekiah was experimenting
with musical incantations.
Things didn't work out as he expected.
Frima-frama. Abba-babba.
Loci!
Apparently,
the well on his land had gone dry.
And he was trying to refill it with magic.
Instead, he roused a genius Loki.
A spirit attached to the well.
Dada!
When the dragon started bringing him
pigs and goats from his neighbors' farms,
he knew he had to do something quickly.
But nothing seemed to work.
So he tried rearranging
the notes of the original incantation.
And finally, he found a melody
that sent the dragon
back to sleep in the well.
But he did something wrong.
The dragon should have
slept there forever.
And not gotten any bigger.
Well, you got a place
to keep your cars now.
Dada.
What's the mayor gonna say?
Maybe nobody'll notice it's missing.
Why can't we use the music
that Zedekiah used
to put the dragon to sleep?
I don't think it'll work anymore.
If you'll just give me
a little more time to consider this
I think we should give it a try
while you're thinking.
Right, guys?
Do you think it can sense
I flunked music in high school?
If it has ears.
One and a two and a
Three!
Do you think it's having an effect?
Whoa!
"Why don't we go play it a tune?" he says.
I've got it.
It's not the melody that's important.
Gosh! I'm glad you didn't figure that out
about five minutes sooner.
It's sound waves.
Zedekiah didn't know it.
But only one chord
in the music does the trick.
But we just played all of those chords.
None of 'em worked.
That's because
the notes of the chord have to be played
at exactly the right
frequency and amplitude
in relation to the size of the dragon
and its distance from the well.
Now why don't you say that
using words we can all understand?
A simple musical instrument
can't make the right sound anymore
because the dragon's gotten too big.
But if Ray can adjust our proton beams
to vibrate at precisely
the right frequencies,
we can create the sound waves we need.
You mean, turn our proton beams
into giant tuning forks?
Essentially, yes.
But we have to bring
the dragon back to the well
if it's going to work at all.
I've got an idea about that.
Dada.
Get back!
Trust me, it's gonna work.
We'll be right behind you.
Come on, boy.
Walkies!
Dada!
Ghostbusters ♪
Ghostbusters ♪
Ghostbusters ♪
Dada!
Egon!
Are we all set to go?
Yeah, I guess so.
Hey what's wrong, man?
You don't look too happy about it.
I'm beginning to feel a little guilty.
After all, he trusts me.
He thinks I am his daddy or something.
But we can't just let him run loose.
Besides, we are
just sending it back to sleep, right?
I think so.
But I'm not 100% sure.
It's possible
the sound waves could destroy him.
We're doing the only thing we can do.
I know.
I guess we'd better get to it.
Wait for my signal.
Ray, go!
Winston, go!
Peter, go!
Sorry, fella. But I've got to do it.
I think it's working.
A heavy metal rock concert
would have had the same effect.
Yeah, but this way we don't have to
listen to another drum solo.
Is it asleep for good now?
I'm going down there and find out.
Are you nuts?
That's the craziest idea
I've heard all day.
Can't you just take
a P.K.E. reading from here?
This is just something I've got to do.
Dada.
Good night, fella.
Daddy.