(Ray:) I couldn't help it. It just popped in there. It's the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man. I tried to think of the most harmless thing. Something that I loved from my childhood. Something that could never possibly destroy us: Mr. Stay Puft. (Peter:) Nice thinking, Ray. (Ray:) We used to roast Stay Puft marshmallows, at the fire at Camp Waconda. (Peter:) Ray has gone bye-bye, Egon. What do you got left? (Egon:) Sorry, Venkman. I'm terrified beyond the capacity for rational thought.