The Real Ghostbusters

Luigi, jump!

Ghostbusters!

Yeah!

And me, and me!

Oh, boy! Oh!

Mmm. Great sandwiches, Egon.

Yeah.

Mmm. What's in them anyway?

Simple, really.

A basic blend of chemical components

that precisely duplicates the vitamins and minerals,

lost through epidermal elimination.

- What'd he say? - What'd he say?

He said they're made of synthetic...

Ugh...Sweat!

I'll be happy to share the recipe.

Yummy!

That's OK, Egon.

Yeah, next time I'm hungry, I'll just suck a sock.

Socks? Mmm.

Yummy!

I'll get it, I'll get it.

Yay!

Special delivery for Ray Stantz.

- Whoa! - Thank you.

Ray! Oh, Ray.

Thanks, Slimer.

According to this,

my long lost Uncle Gaylord just passed away.

Last time I saw him, I was just a kid.

Slimer, you've never even met Uncle Gaylord.

Oh, yeah.

And he willed his joke shop in Queens to me.

Wow!

"Because Ray was my nephew,

with the worst sense of humor."

Hey, I resent that.

I have a great sense of humor, right, guys?

Nah!

Well, I think I'm very funny.

Now, that was funny.

Well, this is it, Slimer.

Welcome to my very own joke shop.

Wowie! Oh, boy!

Wow.

Ray? Ray?

It's just me, Slimer.

Boy, this place is full of great stuff.

Wonder what this is?

Ray!

Whoa!

Welcome to Gaylord's Hall of Humor.

Well, I'll be...

It's some sort of private museum of gags throughout history.

Oh, boy!

Hey, let's check this one out.

Careful, Slimer. No telling what will pop out.

Boy, it's really stuck.

Empty.

Big laugh.

Uncle Gaylord was definitely weird.

Come on, let's go, Slimer.

I can't wait to try some of the gags on the guys.

Right, Slimer?

Yeah, it'll be fun.

Hey!

He just doesn't know it yet.

Oh, Janine!

Uh, could you come here?

Please.

I'm coming, I'm coming.

Ray, where are you?

Ray? That's weird.

Janine, you should have seen the look on your face.

Very funny, guys.

That way.

Hey, guys.

Mind if I get a quick group portrait here, uh,

you know, for our album?

Sure, fire away.

That was good!

You guys are great sports, huh, Slimer?

Yeah, funny.

Got an idea.

Great, let's go.

Ghostbusters Central.

Hey, easy, guys.

Trouble at the Hasty Pastry Bakery.

OK, where is it?

Where's what?

Uh, we'd better check that address again.

Now!

Wha...What hit us?

Huh? A water balloon?

Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Yummy!

Hey.

Ooh! Ah! Ah!

Our phantom has a label.

Terrific, now we're dealing with designer phantoms.

Yuck!

Gaylord's Joke Shop.

- Gaylord's Joke Shop? - Gaylord's Joke Shop?

I swear I didn't do it. No joke, guys.

Don't mention "joke", OK?

Nice going, Ray.

Your Uncle Gaylord was right, Ray.

You aren't funny.

Laugh's over, Slimer.

No more jokes.

Aw, no more jokes?

Agreed?

Slimer!

Oh, OK, OK.

Hey, Slimer.

Didn't we leave this trap door closed?

What's all that glittery stuff in there?

I don't know.

Ray! Ray! Ray!

Slimer, what's wrong?

Imps!

Imps?

Ghostbusters Central. Janine.

Janine, let me talk to the guys.