Peter Venkman: Get her?! That was your plan? Get her?!
Ray Stantz: You know, it's just occurred to me, we really haven't had a completely successful test of this equipment.
Egon Spengler: I blame myself.
Peter Venkman: So do I.
Ray Stantz: Well, no sense in worrying about it now.
Peter Venkman: Why worry? Each of us is wearing an unlicensed nuclear accelerator on his back.
Peter Venkman: Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together! Mass hysteria!
Peter Venkman: Or, you can believe Mr. Pecker.
Walter Peck: My name is Peck.
Peter Venkman: We came, we saw, we kicked its ass!
Peter: Go get 'er Ray!
Ray: Gozer, the Gozerian, good evening. As a duly designated representative of the city, county and state of New York, I hereby order you to return forthwith to your place of origin or to the nearest convenient parallel dimension.
Peter: That oughta do it, thanks very much Ray!
Ray: It's my fault.
Peter: It's OK. The table broke the fall.
Peter Venkman: We've been going about this whole thing all wrong. This Mr. Stay Puft is OK. He's a sailor. He's in New York. We get this guy laid, we won't have any trouble.
Peter Venkman: Let's show this prehistoric bitch how we do things downtown.
Winston: Ray, when someone asks you if you're a god, you say "yes!"