NEW YORK, NEW YORK- 11:00PM
We open with the famous New York skyline, the moon is full and bright. The city is lit up beautifully right now.
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TIMES SQUARE
ItÂs bustling with people, cars are everywhere.
Traffic is especially congested this evening, horns are honking people are shouting at each other. Even the pedestrians on the street are agitated by each other.
ThereÂs a very loud Âwhomp from under the street, in the sewers. It rattles the windows a bit on the cars and causes all of the people to stop and look.
The camera focuses on a section of the street, a manhole is slightly shaking.
EXTREME WIDE SHOT (EWS)-TIMES SQUARE
The manhole lid blows off! High up into the air with a wavy stream of red light chasing after it, all the cars close to it stop and skid.
END EWS.
The area around the manhole is completely cleared.
Most of the drivers open their doors and get out for a closer look, the Manhole lid falls onto a parked Taxi and crushes the hood.
ThereÂs more commotion from under the street, a CAB DRIVER (Male 40Âs) walks over to the hole. A few other people follow him.
A HOT DOG VENDER (Male, 60Âs) walks up next to him.
HOT DOG VENDOR
(curious)
WhatÂs going on down there?
CAB DRIVER
Hell if I know, why donÂt you go down there and find out?
The crowd laughs.
The Hot Dog Vendor is about to respond but we hear something shriek, an unearthly noise.
HOT DOG VENDOR
(eyes on the manhole)
I think IÂll pass.
The shriek continues, grows louder and more bone chilling, we hear shouting from somewhere down the hole.
The group that had gathered around the hole backs away, cautiously.
Two more bright flashes of light come from the hole, then the shrieking stops.
The Cab Driver walks nonchalantly back to the hole, peeks over the edge.
He doesnÂt hear anything.
CAB DRIVER
(pompous)
Well itÂs gone, whatever it was–
Suddenly a blue, winged, 3 headed, transparent Ghost comes flying through the manhole! The parts of him that donÂt fit through the manhole just phases through the asphalt, the cab driverÂs face gets caught in it as it flies towards the rooftops.
The area goes completely silent except for the sound of the ghost, they all stare at it.
The Ghost shrieks as it rockets into the sky, the Cab Driver is stuck in the same position he was looking over the edge in, a shocked expression on his blue slime covered face.
CAB DRIVER
(not moving)
Well. IÂve seen everything.
The Cab Driver falls flat on his back, the crowd thatÂs gathered rushes up to make sure heÂs okay. As soon as they get to him we see a gloved hand come up from the manhole and grasp the road.
The Ghost comes back down for a second turn, itÂs heads all shrieking and itÂs eyes glowing red.
GHOSTÂS POV:
Before it gets there DR. PETER VENKMAN (Male, early 30Âs) has half of his body out of the manhole. HeÂs dressed in normal Ghostbuster attire.
HeÂs aiming his neutrona wand, the crowd is still staring at the ghost.
VENKMAN
(aiming)
Smile.
END POV.
He fires! A stream of continuous concentrated red light flows from the tip of the weapon, it makes contact with the blue ghost, trapping it.
VENKMAN
(into the manhole, struggling with the ghost)
Hey, head about thirty feet down the line and fire straight up!
We hear a muffled ÂOk! as Venkman tries to climb out of the manhole by himself.
The ghost is really struggling to free itself by now, itÂs doing dips and bumping into light posts and everything, the beam from the neutrona wand is burning whatever else it touches.
VENKMAN
Come on, I know youÂre just cranky, you missed your train right? No wait, the news-stand was out of Cat Fancy?
The ghost grows more aggravated, itÂs starting to win.
VENKMAN
(struggling)
Whoa easy big boy!
(shouting)
Any time now guys!
FROM BEHIND VENKMAN, STREET LEVEL
We see the street in front of Venkman. The ghost is hovering about thirty feet away, in the air.
BLAM! Three more proton streams come shooting up out of the street, making contact with the ghost!
The ghost shrieks even louder.
Venkman sighs, clicks off his wand and climbs out of the hole, clanking his Proton Pack against the rim.
VENKMAN
(to himself)
Easy there Pete, this stuff doesnÂt grow on trees.
He puts the neutrona wand on his gun belt and unhooks the trap.
The Ghost desperately tries to get out of the grip, but the three beams are holding it steadily in place.
The Hot Dog Vendor runs up to Venkman.
HOT DOG VENDOR
(curious)
What is that thing?!
Venkman looks at him, lets out a slight burp.
VENKMAN
Beats the hell out of me. You want to make friends with it or something?
The ghost lets out a particularly foul shriek, it causes both of the men to tense up for a second.
HOT DOG VENDOR
(scared)
Forget this man!
VENKMAN
(eyes on the ghost)
Yea well it probably wouldnÂt like you either.
His radio comes to life.
VOICE (O.S.)
(static)
Anytime now, Venkman!
He remembers the trap.
VENKMAN
Oh right the trap, sorry.
HeÂs about to roll out the trap when he notices thereÂs no ground to roll it to, the three beams have pretty much disintegrated the asphalt under the ghost.
He un-clicks the radio and brings it to his mouth.
VENKMAN
(into radio)
Hey, IÂve got a problem here, no where to put the trap.
He waits a moment, the ghost shrieks again.
VOICE (O.S.)
Improvise! This isnÂt easy either you know!
Venkman thinks for a moment and puts his radio back on his belt.
He drops the plunger pedal for the trap onto the ground and positions his boot right above the pedal.
He holds out the trap in one arm, out as far as he can, pointing the Âdoors at the ghost.
He grabs the radio again.
He squeezes his eyes shut, tenses up his entire face.
He pushes his foot down on the plunger, the trap doors swing open and the pyramid of light shoots out.
VENKMAN
(into radio)
Okay, the traps open!
(eyes shut)
Okay, on my count.. 1…2…
VOICE (O.S.)
YouÂre not holding it are you?
Venkman stops.
VENKMAN
(opens eyes wide)
Uh… No… Okay, 3!
The beams turn off and VenkmanÂs boot lets off the plunger, the pyramid of light engulfs the ghost and draws it back into the trap, it struggles as it goes in, and as usual itÂs eyes are the last thing to dissolve into the trap.
The doors slam shut and the ÂA-Ok beep sounds.
Venkman opens one eye and looks around observing the situation.
His hair is standing on end completely.
The trap is steaming.
He sees everything is okay and smiles a big grin.
VENKMAN
(chuckling to himself)
WeÂve got a nice little place for you giggles.
He taps the side of the trap, little streams of blue energy trail up his fingers.
The crowd starts to applaud him.
He looks around and basks in the glory for a moment, taking it all in.
VENKMAN
(loving it)
Thank you! But please, I donÂt deserve all the credit.
(walking over to the manhole)
Come on you kidders, get up here and look at your adoring public!
Venkman makes it to the manhole in time to grab the first gloved hand to come up out of the hole, itÂs WINSTON ZEDDEMORE (Male, late 20Âs).
ZEDDEMORE
(brushing himself off)
Thanks a lot Pete, you wouldnÂt believe what I was standing in that hole time.
VENKMAN
Aww, come on Winston. They love you for it.
The Cab Driver from before, head still covered in blue slime, walks over and shakes WinstonÂs hand.
ZEDDEMORE
Well, I guess it could be worse.
Another hand comes up, it waves about frantically for a bit. Venkman leans down and helps DR. RAY STANTZ (Male, early 30Âs) up out of the hole.
VENKMAN
(mock surprise)
Ray! What are you doing here?!
Ray laughs at PeterÂs bad joke.
STANTZ
(still laughing)
Pete, you wouldnÂt believe what I was–
VENKMAN
(stopping him)
IÂve heard that one already. Now go rub some of that stuff off, weÂre supposed to be professionals here.
(pats him on the shoulder)
Ray just smiles at him and walks off, scraping the bottom of his boots along the street.
He sees the Cab Driver.
STANTZ
(to the Cabbie)
Just think of it as joining an elite club.
He rubs some of the slime off the Cab DriverÂs face, a thin string follows from face to hand.
Winston laughs, pulling out a cigarette and offering one to Ray.
ZEDDEMORE
(taking a puff)
Yea, a really shitty club.
The last gloved hand comes up out of the manhole, places a jar of some strange substance on the street first, then the hand waits to be grabbed.
VENKMAN
(re: the jar)
Egon, donÂt you have enough pets at home?
Peter leans over and pulls DR. EGON SPENGLER (Male, early 30Âs) out of the manhole, heÂs even dirtier then the others.
SPENGLER
(wiping off his gloves on his legs)
Sorry about the mess, I decided to do a little spelunking.
Peter just looks at him.
VENKMAN
Egon, itÂs a sewer.
SPENGLER
Your point being?
Peter and Egon walk towards the growing crowd, Police Officers and reporters have just showed up at the scene and traffic is a mess.
VENKMAN
(arm around Egon)
Egon, youÂre a weird kid, but youÂve got the best toys so I guess we can keep being friends.
SPENGLER
(noticing his hair)
You held the trap didnÂt you?
Peter ignores him.
Ray and Winston are answering questions for the Police to the left, Peter is answering questions for the Reporters to the right, Spengler is collecting his finds.
STANTZ
(to an officer)
Insurance should cover that hole in the street right?
The Officer is consulting a ÂGhostbusters HandbookÂ, presumably issued after all of the events theyÂve been partly responsible for.
POLICE OFFICER #1
(reading)
Looks like holes are covered, Dr. Stantz.
Ray smiles.
STANTZ
Well, thatÂs the only thing I can think of. Anything from you Winston?
ZEDDEMORE
(smiling)
Nope.
The Officer smiles, tips his hat, and walks off, filling out his report.
STANTZ
(to Winston)
Probably best to not mention weÂre behind that water-main rupture. Less they know, the better right?
ZEDDEMORE
(giving a thumbs up)
Smart move.
Winston and Ray make their way over to Egon, his arms full of equipment and specimens.
STANTZ
Need a hand there Ziggy?
SPENGLER
Here, hold this.
He hands Ray a jar filled to the brim with brown liquid, itÂs spilled over the edges a bit. ThereÂs no lid either.
SPENGLER
DonÂt. Drop. It.
RayÂs eyes widen.
ZEDDEMORE
(to Ray)
10 bucks if you drink that all in one gulp.
(a beat)
Hey, whereÂs the car?
SPENGLER
IÂd estimate itÂs about three miles south of here Winston.
Ray is very cautiously moving with the group.
ZEDDEMORE
We followed that thing three miles?
SPENGLER
Almost. We went the wrong way for two.
ZEDDEMORE
(confused)
Oh. That makes sense.
The group makes it over to Peter, whoÂs show-boating for the crowd. Ray follows behind a bit closer, being careful not to drop the jar.
REPORTER #1
(holding out a mini-recorder)
What do you think about the MayorÂs new proposal–
VENKMAN
(interrupting)
Pass.
REPORTER #2
(feverishly writing)
Do you have any opinions on the current situation in the–
VENKMAN
(interrupting)
Pass.
REPORTER #3
(between snapping photos)
Any thoughts on the reports that–
Venkman just holds out his hand, stopping him there.
VENKMAN
You know what guys, weÂre Ghostbusters. WeÂre not politicians, we donÂt concern ourselves with anything the MayorÂs office has to say. Hell, none of us even voted in the last election.
Venkman spots a news camera, rolling live.
He smiles and points at it.
VENKMAN
(mugging)
What I do know, is that weÂre the only guys out here who are prepared to deal with anything remotely like these things. Ghouls, goblins–
STANTZ
(very focused on keeping the jar still)
Banshees, werewolves–
Winston catches on that theyÂre getting a free commercial.
ZEDDEMORE
Bogeymen, gremlins,–
SPENGLER
(interrupting)
Demigods, doppelgangers, poltergeists–
Venkman steps out in front of all of them.
VENKMAN
Spooks, spectres, and Ghosts. People, if you see any of these things out there, donÂt hesitate to call, call the professionals–
Egon and Winston step up quickly, Ray follows slowly.
SWITCHES TO THE CAMERAÂS LENS
A nice distorted shot of the four Ghostbusters.
They all look like theyÂre about to say something but the camera turns off, cutting them short.
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