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ACT THREE 67. EXT. RAISED MOTORWAY- NIGHT FADE IN The

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									                        ACT THREE

67. EXT. RAISED MOTORWAY- NIGHT

                                                  FADE IN:
The rain still pounds down persistently. Two HEADLIGHTS
break through the gloom as an old, slightly beaten-up
luxury car rolls along at a constant, high speed.

Inside the car is KLINE. Keeping one hand on the steering
wheel, he raises a mobile ‘phone, keys some numbers, and
puts it to his ear. His expression is, as always, grim.

                          KLINE
          (quiet)
     Come on, Ben, pick up. Where are you?

68. INT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT, STUDY- NIGHT

GRAVE still sits at his desk, typing at the computer
endlessly. His face is drawn and tight against his skin,
eyes heavy-lidded and ringed with purple, tired from the
non-stop working, and appearing as if the very life-force
is being drained out of him. His chair has morphed into a
sort of stocks, holding him in place. A TELEPHONE can be
heard outside in the hallway, but the mesmerised Grave
makes no move to answer, or even acknowledge it.

69. INT. MILLER FAMILY’S HOUSE, DOWNSTAIRS HALLWAY- NIGHT

DARKNESS for a few seconds…then, a DOOR OPENS, revealing
our view is from inside a cupboard, with KYLIE peering in
from the hallway. She looks surprised for a moment.

                          KYLIE
     Jeez, Garrett…

                                                   CUT TO:
In the hallway, Kylie is standing with EDUARDO, who is
carrying GARRETT on his back. Kylie retrieves a folded
wheelchair, sets it on its wheels, and unfolds it.

                      KYLIE (Cont’d)
     How many of these things d’you have?

Eduardo drops Garrett into the chair. He tests the wheels
a bit to work out the stiffness, and turns to the girl.

                         GARRETT
     If bein’ a Ghostbuster has taught me anythin’,
     Kylie, it’s to buy in bulk.
                         EDUARDO
     Too bad you ain’t got nothin’ useful stashed away in
     there, pack-rat. Two Proton Packs, an’ what, a
     handful of canisters? We may as well be fightin’
     tanks wit’ toothpicks.

                         GARRETT
     Way to brighten the mood, Sidney Surrender.

                         EDUARDO
     Hey, I ain’t given up yet, but wouldja look at the
     mess we’re in? All the rest of our equipment’s back
     at the firehouse, an’ who can tell what those bozos
     have done to the place?

                          KYLIE
          (gets between them)
     You guys are givin’ me a migraine! The fact is,
     we’re not completely helpless, and we’re all alive.
     So unless you two have any contributions to the
     grand scheme we’ll need to win this fight, clam up
     or you’ll wish we’d left you behind wit’ the ghosts.

                            GARRETT
     Is she serious?

                         EDUARDO
     I’d take her word for it, man, she’s a witch.

                         GARRETT
     S’always the li’l ones.

Kylie glares at them, raises her hands as if to put their
heads together, then instead opts to storm off while
grumbling under her breath.

70. INT. MILLER FAMILY’S HOUSE, LIVING ROOM- NIGHT

STANTZ is sitting in a cushy, florally-embroidered
armchair. SPENGLER is knelt in front of him, scanning
with a P.K.E. Meter. ZEDDEMORE is leaning against the
wall besides the door leading to the kitchen. VENKMAN is
hunkered down in front of the television. ROLAND has
spread out their available equipment on the coffee table
and is doing a maintenance check.

                            STANTZ
     Find anything, Egon?
                         SPENGLER
     Hmm…yes, your P.K.E. readings are usual for a still-
     living organism of your size and age.

                          STANTZ
          (caught off-guard)
     B-but then don’t you mean you didn’t find anything?

                         SPENGLER
     I know what I mean. After you were briefly possessed
     by the spirit of Vigo the Carpathian, your
     psychospheric emanations were augmented. It was
     almost unnoticeable, but it was there. Now it’s not.

                          STANTZ
          (desperate)
     Isn’t that a good thing?! Guys! Come on! Don’t leave
     me hangin’ here!

                         ROLAND
    Perhaps those trails of mist Doctor Venkman
    described were because Vigo was taking his residual
    energy back into himself.

                       ZEDDEMORE
    So Vigo’s come back too? Well, ain’t that jus’
    great? What’s next, the Boogieman gonna come out for
    revenge as well?

                        SPENGLER
    Don’t even joke about that.

                         STANTZ
         (deflated)
    Wow. All these old enemies of ours, returned from
    the dead…uh, figuratively speaking, I mean. And I’ll
    bet my signed pocket copy of Tobin’s that they’re
    all just lying in wait for us to come out.

71. INT. SOMEWHERE IN NEW YORK’S SUBWAY SYSTEM- NIGHT

Four GHOSTS -- red, orange, turquoise and pink -- phase
up through the train tracks and peer around curiously.
They speak with thick, stereotypical Brooklyn accents.

                       ORANGE GHOST
     Duh, are t’ey here yet, Blinky?

                        RED GHOST
     Not yet, now shaddap, Clyde ‘fore I hitcha!
                        PINK GHOST
     Don’t tawk t’ Clyde like t’at! We was all thinkin’
     t’e same t’ing!

                     TURQUOISE GHOST
     Yeah, Blinky! You said t’ose Ghostbumblers’d be
     here! Well, where are t’ey, huh? Tell us t’at,
     smarty-plasm!

                        RED GHOST
     Listen, youse mugs! Zip it or I swear I’ll…
          (voice falters)

The Red Ghost pales, his pupils contract to pin-points.

                        PINK GHOST
     What’s wrong, Blinky?

                        RED GHOST
     Ssh! Y-y-you guys hear t’at?

White electrical serpents barrel along the metal tracks,
followed shortly by a DÆMON-MUTANT TRAIN with yellow
skin, black eyes and a huge, gaping, snapping maw. It
makes a loud, distorted sound like, ‘waka-waka-waka!’ The
four ghosts scream and phase back down as the train
passes over them.

72. INT. MILLER FAMILY’S HOUSE, LIVING ROOM- NIGHT

ROLAND and the FOUR R.G.B.s are in the same positions as
when we left them, and KYLIE, GARRETT and EDUARDO are
entering the room from the hallway.

MRS MILLER comes in from the kitchen, carrying a tray
with a plate of home-made cakes. She is a broad woman,
though not fat, wearing a T-shirt and knee-length denim
shorts, with the same blue eyes as her son and curly,
dark brown hair. Evidently, strong muscles are a genetic
trait in the Miller family.

                        MRS MILLER
     Okay, people, who wants cake?

The GHOSTBUSTERS gather around to accept from the tray,
all except for SPENGLER who is gazing out of the window.
Vocalisations like, ‘Thanks, Mrs Miller,’ among others
can be heard from the group.
                         GARRETT
          (grabs a cake)
     Awesome, Ma. I was gettin’ kinda hungry, anyways.
          (takes a bite)
     Dee-licious, as always.

                       MRS MILLER
          (smirk)
     Garrett, if you an’ your friends are gonna eat me
     outta house an’ home, can ya do it with less kissin’
     up? It makes me five kinds of self-conscious.

She picks up the last cake, beating Eduardo’s hand by
inches, and takes it over to Spengler.

                   MRS MILLER (Cont’d)
     Here, Doctor Spengler. Garrett mentioned you liked
     cinnamon so I made this one special.

                         SPENGLER
          (realises, accepts)
     Oh! Why, thank you, Mrs Miller.

                        MRS MILLER
     Oh, please, call me Molly. All my friends do, and I
     consider the man who got my layabout of a son to
     finally find a direction in life a definite friend.

                         GARRETT
     Aw, Ma!

Eduardo snickers. Garrett elbows him in the gut.

                        MRS MILLER
     I know all this paranormal stuff goes way over my
     head, but is there anything else I can do for you?

                         SPENGLER
          (smiles)
     Just keeping us in sugar and caffeine supplies while
     we come up with our plan of attack is more than
     enough, Molly.

                         VENKMAN
     Hey, Mrs M, these are great. Maybe you should give
     our secretary your recipe and she’ll cook up
     somethin’ edible one day.

Spengler stiffens at the mention of Janine.
                        MRS MILLER
     If we’re still around in the mornin’, Doctor
     Venkman, I’ll see what I can do. You all jus’ gimme
     a shout if you need me.

She exits. Spengler’s shoulders slump. The image of
Janine’s wryly smiling face appears on the lenses of his
glasses for a second, then fades.

                        SPENGLER
         (sad, under his breath)
    Janine…

                       ZEDDEMORE
    Hey, guys, check out the T.V. Peter, turn it up.

Venkman leans towards the television and turns up the
volume. The image displays news coverage from a
helicopter, overlooking the now-unrecognisable firehouse.

               NEWSREADER (Off, Over T.V.)
     --Footage taken just minutes ago shows the
     headquarters to New York City’s heroes, who seem to
     have disappeared without a trace. Citizens fear the
     Ghostbusters may have been but the first of many
     casualties of the new threat--

                          STANTZ
     Look what those ghouls did to the place!

                          ROLAND
     That place was like a second home.

                         GARRETT
          (punches his palm)
     Jus’ gimme five minutes with ‘em, an’ I’ll make
     mince-meat outta those dirty sewer-rats!

                         SPENGLER
    Sewer…

                         ZEDDEMORE
    Whatcha say, Egon?

Spengler’s brows knit together; he is focussed,
determined. A plan has been concocted. He whirls to face
the rest of the Ghostbusters. Producing a pencil and a
sheet of paper from nowhere, he slaps the latter down on
the coffee table and draws a quick but precise map of the
area around the firehouse.
                         SPENGLER
          (pointing with
          his pencil)
     There’s a sewer pipe that leads directly under the
     basement of the firehouse. We can use that to
     infiltrate the building and recover as much
     equipment as we can, as well as initiate a lockdown
     on the Containment Unit to prevent it from being
     shut off. Afterwards, we’ll split into two teams.
     Four of us will operate on the surface, cleaning up
     where we can and hopefully keeping Ghostmaster and
     his forces distracted, while the remaining four head
     down into the tunnels and close the Doomsday Door,
     sealing off the conduit from which all the dæmonic
     influence is originating. Any questions?

The OTHER SEVEN GHOSTBUSTERS look at each other, then
back at him, and shake their heads in perfect unison.

                    SPENGLER (Cont’d)
     Good. It’s settled, then. Roland, Peter, Kylie, you
     three will come with me to retrieve the equipment.
     As much as I’d like us to go as a complete group,
     the fewer of us they can detect, the better.

                         EDUARDO
     And what are we supposed to do while we wait for you
     to get back?

                         SPENGLER
     Your civic duty. Check on your families and friends,
     and if anyone comes needing help, give it to them.

                        VENKMAN
    All right! Egon’s the man with the plan! Let’s go!

                         ROLAND
          (quiet)
     Check out the gleam in his eyes. I’ve never seen
     Egon so determined about anythin’ before.

                          KYLIE
          (leans in)
     What’d you expect? The man’s just now realised he’s
     in love…and it’s ‘bout time, too.

Roland gives her a confused look. Kylie smiles knowingly.
73. INT. SEWER- NIGHT

SPENGLER, leading with a torch, VENKMAN, ROLAND and
KYLIE, the last two armed with their Proton Packs, make
their way through the sewer, angle-deep in sewage water.
A DÆMON-MUTANT RAT, easily the size of a large dog,
bursts up in front of him, but is quickly dispatched by
the two younger Ghostbusters.

                          KYLIE
     Jeez, that’s the tenth one already.

                          ROLAND
     I guess that dæmonic influence Egon described has
     been really keepin’ itself busy. Most of the sewers
     are flooded with that pink slime. I’m amazed this
     one’s been relatively untouched by comparison.

                          KYLIE
     Yeah. Convenient, huh?

Spengler shines his torch at the roof, revealing a series
of rungs jutting from the wall, leading up to a manhole.

                         SPENGLER
     There. We should be right under the basement.

                         VENKMAN
          (grabs the rungs)
     Then let’s blow this rotten apple stand already. The
     stink down here’s takin’ the shape outta my hair.

74. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, DUNGEON- NIGHT

The manhole cover in the middle of the floor lifts and
slides away. VENKMAN drags himself out, followed by
SPENGLER, then ROLAND, and finally KYLIE. They inspect
the surroundings with an edge of disdain; the basement
has been turned into a medieval dungeon, with barred
cells in the walls and dug out of the floor, all with
lazily drifting spirits inside, possibly the souls of
some of Vigo’s victims during his life. The Containment
Unit is still present, but some of it has been swallowed
by the room.

                         VENKMAN
     Heck of an interior decorator these guys hired.
                          ROLAND
     There’s the Containment Unit, but most of it’s
     disappeared into the wall. Can you still put it in
     lockdown?

                         SPENGLER
     Easily. This shouldn’t take a second.

He goes over to the unit and presses a button. A
rectangular panel opens, revealing a digital scanner with
a hand-shaped indent, and a microphone above it. Spengler
presses his hand to the indent.

                    SPENGLER (Cont’d)
     Initiate full unit lockdown. Backup generator on
     standby. Pass-code, ‘Tobin-Zundinger-Fort 1-4-8.’

All the lights on the unit dim, then light up yellow.
Spengler pulls his hand away and the panel closes.

                    SPENGLER (Cont’d)
     It’s done. Now until I reactivate it, Ghostmaster
     won’t be getting any help from in there.

                         VENKMAN
     Great, now let’s get what we came here for. Sorry
     you two kids’ll have to cover us until we get our
     own packs.

Kylie powers up her Proton Gun with a confident smirk.

                          KYLIE
     Not a problem, Doctor Venkman.

75. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, CORRIDOR- NIGHT

SPENGLER leads the FOUR GHOSTBUSTERS in a run along the
cavernous, flame-lit corridor in single-file.

76. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, ARMOURY- NIGHT

The door opens, and the FOUR GHOSTBUSTERS enter. The
locker room has not been changed quite so drastically as
the rest of the building, though black brick texture is
seeping across the floor and ceiling like liquid. A few
pieces of Dark Age weapons stick out from between the
cracks in the plastering. ROLAND and KYLIE close the door
but remain on guard while SPENGLER and VENKMAN start
unloading equipment from the lockers.
Venkman takes a hold-all bag out of one locker and loads
as many photon canisters inside as will fit, plus a
black, metallic cylinder with a silver central band. The
two SENIOR GHOSTBUSTERS slip on Proton Packs, and stuff a
set of Ghost Traps into a suitcase. Finally, both of them
pick up a spare Proton Pack in their arms. Roland and
Kylie cautiously approach and grab two more.

                          ROLAND
     Great. That’s one pack for everybody.

                          KYLIE
     We won’t be able to carry these and fight, so the
     moment that door opens, we’d better be ready to run.

77. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, CORRIDOR- NIGHT

The door opens and the FOUR GHOSTBUSTERS slowly emerge,
looking in either direction as they do so. We PAN OUT to
reveal the figure of GHOSTMASTER floating in mid-air,
flanked by a squad of VATHACK MUTANTS; creatures that
were once human, cannibalised into bio-organic mergers of
flesh and machinery.

                         GHOSTMASTER
     Well, well, well…

                    VENKMAN / SPENGLER
          (gasp)
     Ghostmaster!

                            KYLIE
     And Vathack victims.

                          ROLAND
     This night just keeps gettin’ better, doesn’t it?

                         VENKMAN
     So much for runnin’. Let’s fry ‘em!

The Ghostbusters throw the extra Proton Packs at the
Vathack Mutants, four of whom attempt to catch them, only
to be knocked to the floor and pinned by the heavy
devices. Venkman slips the hold-all off his shoulder and
Spengler drops the suitcase, and the Ghostbusters ready
their Proton Guns.

                       GHOSTMASTER
     It took a great deal more for you to defeat me the
     last time, humans. This time you will not be so
     fortunate!
The Vathack Mutants advance on the Ghostbusters. Venkman
charges his gun.

                         VENKMAN
     Suck protons you ugly sons of--

Kylie stops him with a hand on his wrist.

                          KYLIE
     Wait, Doctor Venkman! I know they don’t look it, but
     we’ve faced those things before, they’re human!

                         VENKMAN
     Huh. No kiddin’.
                         SPENGLER
     Roland, Kylie, set your guns to the smallest charge
     possible. We can’t hurt them, but we can
     incapacitate the ectoplasmic materials that made
     them like this. They’ll be paralysed, but unscathed.
     Peter…we’ll take the big one.

                         VENKMAN
     Now you’re speakin’ my language, old buddy!

                       GHOSTMASTER
     Hmmph! I’d like to see you attempt it.

Venkman and Spengler shoot their proton streams.
Ghostmaster immediately summons a cluster of white
spheres to protect himself. The streams curl around the
spheres but do not penetrate their force-field.

Roland and Kylie turn the dials on their Proton Guns and
start firing short, thin bolts of proton energy into the
Vathack Mutants. They collapse, leaving trails of steam
in the air, and twitch on the floor.

                          KYLIE
     It’s workin’!

                          ROLAND
     Yeah, but it won’t hold ‘em off for long. We’ve
     gotta open a path to the basement so we can hightail
     it outta here.

                          KYLIE
     No, to the garage. That way we can rescue the Ecto-1
     while we’re here, too.
                          ROLAND
     Good idea. Let’s hope we can do it before the ugly
     guy in the suit turns us into stains on the floor.

                          KYLIE
     Well, there’s a comfortin’ thought.

The two younger Ghostbusters turn the direction of their
streams. Venkman and Spengler are still trying to break
down Ghostmaster’s field, but to no avail.

                       GHOSTMASTER
     You’re boring me now!

He flings several white spheres into the floor, causing a
small explosion that flings the two men back a few feet.
Spengler and Venkman, thinking as one man, adjust the
dials on their guns and fire thinner capture streams,
which wrap around the spheres. Ghostmaster’s eyes widen
as the senior Ghostbusters yank their guns back with all
their might, literally tearing a hole in the force-field.
Roland and Kylie shoot their streams straight through the
hole and into Ghostmaster’s chest.

                            ROLAND
     Open on full stream!

Ghostmaster writhes as the streams burst through his
body, turning his skin a pulsating green-and-white. He
spreads his arms and disappears in a FLASH OF LIGHT. The
spheres drop to the floor and shatter like glass globes.

                         VENKMAN
     Uh, did he just blow up or what?

                         SPENGLER
     No. He retreated. Ghostmaster is a class-11, it
     would take a lot more than that to stop him, but at
     least we managed to hurt him.

The fallen Vathack Mutants squirm on the floor.

                          KYLIE
     The Vathack are recovering. Let’s bolt.

The Ghostbusters grab the four other Proton Packs, the
hold-all and the suitcase, and make a run for it.
78. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, GROUND FLOOR CHAMBER- NIGHT

The FOUR GHOSTBUSTERS rush down the stairs and head to
where the Ecto-1b is waiting. VATHACK MUTANTS creep from
behind other doors. ROLAND wrenches open the back door of
the car and they lob the equipment inside. SPENGLER takes
the driver’s seat, VENKMAN gets in beside him, and Roland
and KYLE clamber into the back.

                           VENKMAN
     Pedal to the metal!

Spengler slams down the accelerator and the Ecto-1b
screeches forward, smashing the front doors of the
building off their hinges.

79. EXT. VIGO’S CASTLE- NIGHT

The Ecto-1b cuts through the pink slime. Two of the
ravenous lampposts lunge for the car but miss by inches,
smashing their faces against the pavement.

                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     We’ll get you back soon, Janine. You and Slimer. I
     promise. Just hang in there a little longer.

80. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, THRONE ROOM- NIGHT

CLOSE-UP of JANINE. She stands perfectly straight, her
face is expressionless, her eyes blank. Her glasses are
absent, her hair is worn loose and she is wearing an
elaborate dress as one might find in 16TH century Europe,
hued in dark golds, reds and silvery-whites. She
resembles a classical representation of a princess. A
GLOVED HAND -- VIGO’S hand -- cups her chin between thumb
and forefinger, lifting her face to look up at him.
Floating behind the Carpathian sorcerer are CRAINIAC,
CORPUSCLE and GRISTLE. They hover closer.

                           VIGO
     She cleans up well…for common stock.

SLIMER presses against the inside of the glass cylinder,
babbling angrily but unable to escape.

                         CRAINIAC
     Perhaps…but she would look much better once she has
     been placed in our…sensitive hands. After all, Vigo,
     mutation is our art.

Vigo whirls on them, face flushed with anger.
                              VIGO
        I owe you for freeing me, Crainiac, but do not push
        me! You may have any you want in this whole world as
        your canvas…except for this woman. She will be the
        catalyst to my resurrection.

GHOSTMASTER topples through the wall and lands on the
floor. His skin hangs loosely on his metaphorical bones,
leaking azure ectoplasm.

                          GHOSTMASTER
        Help…me…! I cannot maintain this state much longer…!

The four other entities look at one another, then at him.

                          GHOSTMASTER (Cont’d)
        HURRY!

                                  VIGO
               (sneers)
        Why?

                          GHOSTMASTER
        Because I…am…your master! I control…my infernal
        armies of ghosts!

                            CRAINIAC
        Our armies, Ghostmaster.

                           CORPUSCLE
        You have served your purpose, as our pawn.

                            GRISTLE
        Like always, it is the Vathack who are the true
        authors, and we shall continue that tradition
        by…writing you out of our story.

The three creatures raise their hands, fingertips
sparking with energy. Ghostmaster crawls on all-fours to
Vigo and clutches the sorcerer’s legs in his
disintegrating hands.

                          GHOSTMASTER
        Vigo! Vigo, don’t…don’t let these…traitors do
        this…to me! Help me, boy! …VIGO!

BEAT.

                                  VIGO
        No.
Ghostmaster’s face twists in terror. All four of the
entities envelope him in strands of energy, forming a
crude diamond shape. Slimer covers his eyes at the
traumatising spectacle. The ectoplasm, colour and size
are rapidly drained from Ghostmaster; his flesh and hair
are ripped away, leaving a slimy skeleton in his suit.
Vigo lifts his free hand and a Ghost Trap floats through
a nearby trapdoor. With a twirl of his index finger, the
trap aims itself at Ghostmaster and opens, piercing him
with its conical beam.

The remains of Ghostmaster are sucked into the Ghost
Trap, which shuts and falls to the floor with a clatter.
Vigo and the Vathack’s bodies glow with power and become
solid, with more defined musculatures and recognisably
human shapes, though for the three warped monsters this
is only a marginal effect.

                        CRAINIAC
    Evidently, we are calling the shots now.

                         GRISTLE
     Without his blustering, we can concentrate on what
     is important. Turning the world into our
     masterpiece.

Vigo looks up, hearing whispers in the air, speaking in
an unidentifiable, possibly dead, language.

                           VIGO
     The Ghostbusters have retrieved their weapons from
     the armoury.

                        CORPUSCLE
     That only means they have stolen a sporting chance.
     They have yet to tip the odds in their favour.

                          VIGO
    Mayhap. Still, we should do everything to fortify
    this place, and move on with phase two. Unleash the
    whole army into the city. Any citizens not yet
    panicking will be soon, and it will only be a short
    time before that panic spreads across the world.

                        CRAINIAC
    A simple matter. But what will you be doing?

                          VIGO
    Cementing the future for us, of course…LEAVE US!
The Vathack phase through the wall. Vigo lifts Janine’s
head again, and brings his face closer to hers. Orange
energy flows from his eyes and connect with hers.

                      VIGO (Cont’d)
     By, ‘us,’ I mean, ‘you and I,’ that is, my dear.

                           SLIMER
          (cowering)
     Oh, Janine, nyo…

                                                   FADE TO:

81. EXT. 96TH STREET & BROADWAY STATION- NIGHT

The street is void of life, having not yet fallen to the
slime river or the wild underworld magic. All the
citizens have evacuated, giving the usually bustling area
a distinctively dead and foreboding look.

The Ecto-1b is parked at the kerb. ALL EIGHT GHOSTBUSTERS
are gathered and fully kitted out -- SPENGLER, STANTZ,
GARRETT and ROLAND are closer to it, while VENKMAN,
ZEDDEMORE, EDUARDO and KYLIE stand with their backs to
the station building.

                         SPENGLER
     This is it, everyone, the biggest, most dangerous
     case of our careers.

                         GARRETT
          (whistle)
     Really puts a new spin on the phrase, ‘ghost town.’

                         VENKMAN
     Hey, I crack the bad jokes ‘round here, buddy.
     Me, Eddie, Kylie and Winston are gonna go tackle the
     Doomsday Door while the rest of you clean up the
     mess.

                         SPENGLER
     Are you sure, Peter?

                           VENKMAN
     Ha! You’re the ones   who’ll tick off the bad guys
     first, so the way I   see it, you’ve got the harder
     job. The door’s old   hat to us, so if all goes well,
     we might be back in   time for a nap before breakfast.

                          STANTZ
     Good luck down there, you guys.
                         EDUARDO
     Won’t need it.

                          KYLIE
     Yes we will. See ya when we see ya, fellas.

Venkman’s team jog across towards the train station while
Spengler’s team climb into the Ecto-1b and drive off.

     [B.G.M.: “The Boogieman” performed by Tahiti]

82. EXT. STREETS OF NEW YORK CITY- NIGHT

The Ecto-1b screeches around the corner, into a street
brimming with DÆMONIC LAMPPOSTS AND VEHICLES, and a squad
of VATHACK MUTANTS lurching along in rows. GARRETT
emerges from the sunroof while STANTZ and ROLAND lean out
of the side-windows.

What follows is a MONTAGE (INTER-CUT WITH SCENE 83) of
the GHOSTBUSTERS shooting dæmons and mutants on all sides
as the Ecto-1b charges through the slime-soaked Big
Apple. The creatures either crumple to the ground in
piles of twitching half-dead bodies, or are dispersed in
blinding flashes of orange, green and white energy.

CIVILIANS who have avoided the events by locking
themselves in their houses, offices and places of work
peer out of their windows and cheer them on. At one
point, the four of them wave to their impromptu audience
before returning to the task-at-hand.

83. INT. TUNNELS DEEP BENEATH NEW YORK CITY- NIGHT

INTER-CUT WITH SCENE 82 is a MONTAGE of VENKMAN,
ZEDDEMORE, EDUARDO and KYLIE running through the dank,
dripping catacombs that have replaced much of the subway
system…down, down, further down…among their obstacles are
TWO-DIMENSIONAL GRAFFITI MONSTERS, DÆMON-MUTANT TRAINS,
POSSESSED TREE ROOTS, SKELETON ENGINEERS AND COMMUTERS,
and a multitude of garish FLYING GHOSTS.

Precarious bridges of stone lead them over bottomless
abysses. A HUGE, CLAWED HAND bursts from a tunnel, almost
dragging Eduardo to an unseen fate until he is rescued by
Kylie, who he in turn saves from a GARGANTUAN SPIDER.

The quartet stop for breath in a seemingly empty area.

     [B.G.M. ends.]
                        ZEDDEMORE
          (panting for breath)
     Oh, man, I’m gettin’ way too old for this stuff.

                         VENKMAN
          (panting for breath)
     You an’ me…both…Winston…but I don’t think we’ve much
     further to go. Look out for any talkin’ trees.

                        ZEDDEMORE
     You’d think the forces of chaos and Pandemonium
     might make things a little harder for us. I dunno,
     shift stuff aroun’ a bit.

                          KYLIE
     I guess even in the afterlife, a floor-plan’s a
     floor-plan.

They share a quiet round of laughter. Once they have
their second wind and are standing straight again,
Zeddemore scratches his head and turns to the two younger
Ghostbusters with a solemn expression.

                        ZEDDEMORE
     What lies ahead of us is serious business. The last
     time we had to close the Doomsday Door, we almost
     didn’t make it out alive. Heck, the experience gave
     me my first grey hairs, so if you two don’t feel
     like you’re up to this and want to back out now,
     we’ll understand.

                           KYLIE
    We came this far.

                         EDUARDO
     Yeah, my man, ain’t no way we’re turnin’ back. Four
     of us came in, an’ four of us are leavin’. Dig me?

                         ZEDDEMORE
    I dig.

                         VENKMAN
    Heck yeah, me too.

Kylie nods; she is trying to hide the swell of admiration
rising in her chest. Venkman and Zeddemore charge up
their Proton Guns and dart around the nearby corner.

                 VENKMAN (Cont’d, Off)
         (fading into the tunnel)
    Let’s do it to it!
                          KYLIE
     Real stirrin’ speech, Eduardo. Didn’t know ya had it
     in ya. Come on, we can’t let ‘em have all the fun.

                        EDUARDO
         (catches her shoulder)
    Kylie, wait a sec.

                          KYLIE
    Why? What’s up?

                         EDUARDO
          (stumbling over
          his words)
     Ah…look, we, uh, we’re about to head into some
     pretty heavy stuff here, an’, y’know, we might not
     come out of it alive…

Kylie crosses her arms over her chest and cocks an
eyebrow, waiting impatiently for him to cut to the chase.

                          KYLIE
     Why don’t you stop swallowin’ your tongue, Eduardo?
     We’re on a tight schedule, if ya hadn’t noticed.

Eduardo stops and closes his eyes. Straightens his back
and shoulders. Inhales deeply. He reopens his eyes.

                         EDUARDO
     Kylie, I…I don’t wanna die, but this is for the
     whole world, so I don’t got a choice but to risk it,
     but I refuse to go out without you knowin’ I…

                          KYLIE
    You what?
         (notices,
         getting worried)
    Your fists are shakin’. Are you sick or somethin’?

He puts his hands on both her shoulders and hangs his
head for a second to gather his thoughts. He manages to
meet her gaze, this time not faltering.

                         EDUARDO
     Kylie, I love you. I don’t know how long for,
     exactly, but I know it’s been some time.

BEAT. Kylie rests her hands on her hips. She is unfazed.

                          KYLIE
    That’s it?
Eduardo stumbles, shocked by her cold reaction.

                         EDUARDO
     Whaddaya mean, ‘that’s it’?! I jus’ poured my very
     soul out to you, woman, and you don’t even have the
     decency to act surprised?!

                          KYLIE
     Why should I be surprised? I can think of at least
     three occasions where you…

Her voice falters when she sees the almost broken look in
Eduardo’s eyes, before he hangs his head again. She puts
her palm to her forehead, mentally kicking herself. She
sighs, smiles gently and pulls him into a hug. Eduardo
startles, then gingerly wraps his arms around her.

                      KYLIE (Cont’d)
     I’m sorry. That was cruel of me.

                         EDUARDO
     No sweat. I’m used to rejection.

                          KYLIE
     No, Eduardo, that’s not it. What I should say
     is…ugh, how do I put this? …If we get outta this in
     one piece…maybe we could, I dunno, give it a shot?
     You an’ me?

                          EDUARDO
          (taken aback)
     You mean that?

                          KYLIE
     Duh, smart guy! You think I’d say somethin’ that
     sappy if I didn’t mean it? Now could ya quit huggin’
     me so we can, y’know, save the world?

                         EDUARDO
     Uh, yeah. Sounds great.

They pull apart. Kylie un-holsters her Proton Gun and
follows after Venkman and Zeddemore without another word.
If we are allowed a glimpse of her face, she is blushing.

                     EDUARDO (Cont’d)
          (quiet, to himself)
     Heh! I knew it. She digs me.

                       KYLIE (Off)
     I heard that, goat-boy!
84. INT. THE DOOR TO THE NETHER REGIONS- NIGHT

VENKMAN and ZEDDEMORE stand on the bank of the slime
river, soon joined by KYLIE and EDUARDO. Strong,
supernatural winds buffet them while otherworldly flares
threaten to blind them.

                         VENKMAN
     Wouldja look at that? Stuff’s flowin’ faster than
     ever, like it’s bein’ driven on.

                        ZEDDEMORE
          (points with
          his gun)
     Reckon I know what. There’s the door, just at the
     top of that staircase.

Inside the colossal pair of doors is a parallel universe
of black-and-red smoke, perpetuated by spiralling
phantasms and lit by the fires of Hades itself. Floating
in the centre of this dimension is an azure planet,
ringed in orange and peach -- like a photo-negative of
Earth, there are toxic landmasses in place of oceans and
seas of molten ectoplasm instead of continents. Bursts of
ethereal power jump into our reality at random intervals.

                         EDUARDO
          (shields his eyes)
     ¡Ay, Chihuahua!

                          KYLIE
     How exactly did you stop it before?

                          EDUARDO
     Yeah, ‘cause somehow, I don’t think that’s all gonna
     fit in a Ghost Trap!

                         VENKMAN
     Kids, last time we were able to suck back all the
     energy that was spewin’ out by firin’ right into the
     eye of the storm, usin’ its own power against it!

                         EDUARDO
     So we really have to go in there?!

                         VENKMAN
     I’m no Egon, but I’d say that’s the only way! If
     it’s any consolation, I’m as scared as you are!

                        ZEDDEMORE
     Peter, I don’t think that’s helpin’!
Kylie holds out her P.K.E. Meter. She starts adjusting
the settings, transfixed by the readings.

                          KYLIE
     The psychokinetic emanations comin’ out of that
     thing are immense! Off the scale!

The P.K.E. Meter EXPLODES, eliciting a short shriek from
the female Ghostbuster. She clutches her gloved hand.

                         EDUARDO
     Guess you need a new scale!

                         VENKMAN
     Onward, Ghostbusters! Let’s do this in style!

The quartet march on towards the doors, facing the
unbearable agonies of Hell like the heroes they are!
Flickers of sharp ectoplasmic energy cut at their skin
and clothes as they swim past. If one starts to tremble
or trip, another comes to their aid…after all, throwing
in the towel is no longer an option. After a short trip
that feels to our heroes like endless miles, they stop
and prepare their weapons.

                     VENKMAN (Cont’d)
     We need maximum scorch! Set Proton Guns to full
     conversion mode an’ open the barrels all the way!
     Get ready to fire on the count of three!

      VENKMAN (Cont’d) / ZEDDEMORE / EDUARDO / KYLIE
     THREE!

Four proton streams are slung forth, into the surface of
the planet above and sending ripples across it like
ripples in water. A hundred more streams are projected
from within the Hell-world, arc over the heads of the
Ghostbusters and spread out in every direction.

85. INT. SOMEWHERE IN NEW YORK’S SUBWAY SYSTEM- NIGHT

Half a dozen streams wrap around the yellow DÆMON-MUTANT
TRAIN and yank it back along the tracks. The hideous
thing struggles as its skin is literally wrenched
backwards off its frame, leaving only the train carriage.

86. EXT. 96TH STREET & BROADWAY STATION- NIGHT

Pink slime is crawling over the building, only to be
forced into receding by an onslaught of proton streams.
87. EXT. STREETS OF NEW YORK CITY- NIGHT

Streams wrap around the LAMPPOSTS AND VEHICLES, which
writhe, hiss, spit and groan as the life-force is
wrenched out of them and dragged back underground. One
lamppost leans in to take a bite out of GARRETT, still
riding on the roof of the Ecto-1b, but is halted at the
last second before it is drained and returned to normal.
He, STANTZ and ROLAND look around as the possessed
objects become inanimate once more.

                         GARRETT
          (sigh of relief)
     They did it.

Garrett, Stantz and Roland whoop in celebration. Spengler
nods his approval, adjusts his glasses and turns his gaze
in the direction of Vigo’s Castle, looming over several
smaller buildings. Dragons fly in circles around the roof
and the gargoyles flap their wings threateningly.

88. EXT. THE DOOR TO THE NETHER REGIONS- NIGHT

VENKMAN, ZEDDEMORE, EDUARDO and KYLIE are still
discharging proton streams into the heart of the
underworld, but the winds are reversed and the four
Ghostbusters have been lifted off their feet as the inner
gravitational pull slowly drags them deeper inside.
INHUMAN ROARS, SHRIEKS AND CRIES reverberate throughout
the tunnels as legions of semi-corporeal spirits,
monsters and devils race towards the open doors.

                          KYLIE
     Don’t look now, but here come our party guests!

                         VENKMAN
     Switch Proton Guns to capture mode! We’ll toss every
     single one of ‘em into the heart of that thing!

The proton streams become thinner and assume sharp-angled
zig-zag forms. The creatures soar above and around the
four Ghostbusters, before disappearing under the skin of
the planet. The doors start to drag shut, causing the
tunnels to quake violently.

                         EDUARDO
     The doors! They’re closin’! We’re gonna be trapped!

He notices Kylie out of the corner of his eye, reaching a
hand out towards him. He slowly takes one hand off his
gun to clasp hers. Venkman spies them over his shoulder.
                         VENKMAN
     Trust me, Eddie, that’s not gonna happen! Return to
     standard proton streams and launch with full-force!
     Overload pulse!

The streams widen to their standard appearance, and the
four Ghostbusters are launched roughly backwards through
the air. They pass through the gap with just seconds to
spare. The guns shut off, leaving a few stray sparks in
the air, as their wielders are dumped on the ground. The
river of slime slows to a crawl, then crusts over and
blackens. The doors SLAM SHUT! -- and the face of the
DOOR-DÆMON becomes visible over the top.

                        DOOR-DÆMON
     Doomsday is come. I have seen the signs. The doors
     must be op--

It is cut off by its own scream as four proton streams
strike the top of the door and trace their way down to
the bottom, scarring the face down the centre and sealing
the doors shut forever. Venkman retrieves the black
cylinder he took earlier from his pocket and twists the
ends -- the silver band extends, revealing a digital
readout displaying a countdown, and two red lights.

                         VENKMAN
     Ghost Bomb, comin’ atcha!

He throws the bomb at the roof of the tunnel -- it
EXPLODES! The Ghostbusters turn and dash away as the roof
collapses, burying the door beneath a mountain of rubble,
as well as chunks of metal tracks from the subway above
and sections of the city’s plumbing and gas-lines.
                                                 FADE OUT.

89. EXT. DARK AGE CARPATHIA, OUTSIDE THE CAPITAL- DUSK

                                                  FADE IN:
An expanse of land, burnt into a treacherous No-Man’s
Land by the flames of war. The very sky seems to be
aflame. An ARMY makes its way on horseback towards the
walls of a great metropolis, with towers, citadels and
spires of places of worship, bearing similarities to a
Crusades-era Jerusalem. Lines of pikes stick diagonally
forward from the earth along the front wall and up from
the battlements, with the armoured corpses and
decapitated, helmeted heads of slain enemies.
90. INT. DEUTSCHENDORF PALACE, THRONE ROOM- DUSK

The door of the throne room opens, and in walks a
YOUNGER, STILL-LIVING VIGO (30). He is adorned with a
grand, trailing cape over his armour, and his helmet,
resembling the head of a dragon, is tucked under his arm.

                           VIGO
     Janeke! Nekrovia has fallen, and your husband
     returns victori--

His voice falters. His eyes widen. A red-haired woman,
PRINCESS JANEKE, is slumped in her throne, which is set
up besides one we can assume belongs to Vigo. The front
of her elegant gown is stained dark red.

                        VIGO (Cont’d)
     Janeke!

He drops his helmet and dashes across the throne room
towards her. He drops to his knees in front of her and
lifts her head, gently cupping her face in his hands. Her
throat has been cut with a knife…and her face is
physically similar to Janine’s! Her skin is blued, her
life-force gone; she has been dead for hours, maybe even
for days! Vigo chokes back tears and clenches his eyes
shut, hugging her cold body to his chest.

                        VIGO (Cont’d)
          (desperate)
     JANEKE!

                                                   FLASH TO:

91. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, THRONE ROOM- NIGHT

VIGO’S eyes snap open and he jolts upright in his throne.
He reaches out his arm, then puts his palm over his face.

                           VIGO
     Janeke…I couldn’t save you from death before…

He looks over to where the mesmerised JANINE is knelt on
the floor; her gown is flowing out around her in all
directions, creating a lake of soft silk about her waist.
He rises and approaches her. She reacts to his presence,
meeting his gaze, all signs of who she was now repressed.

                      VIGO (Cont’d)
     …But in this era, I have found you again, and I will
     ensure that we are never parted…I will make us one…
A layer of orange light covers Vigo’s body. It crawls
down his arms and smothers Janine. Strands of energy jump
between the two cocooned people, like an exchange of
auras. Two heartbeats become audible…followed by a third,
tinier one, emanating from the region of Janine’s
stomach. Inside the glass cylinder, SLIMER pounds on the
wall futilely, not stopping until he notices a GARGOYLE
swoop down from an unseen point above and stop above
Vigo, who promptly ends his spell to listen as it
whispers in his ear. He waves it away.

                      VIGO (Cont’d)
     More infuriating delays. I will return to finish
     this consummation later, my bride. For now, your
     former friends require my attention.

He stands and walks away, slowly losing density and
visibility until he vanishes utterly.

92. EXT. VIGO’S CASTLE- NIGHT

The Ecto-1b parks at the opposite side of the street. The
doors open and SPENGLER, STANTZ, ROLAND and GARRETT climb
out. The lampposts and vehicles have all returned to
normal, though there is notable damage to them, and the
surrounding architecture. The slime is either hardening
or draining away into the sewers.

                          STANTZ
     Hey! The slime! It’s withdrawin’ into the sewers!

                         GARRETT
     Give the man a prize, his eyes still work.

Stantz shoots him a glare. Roland takes out his P.K.E.
Meter and scans the area around him.

                          ROLAND
     The P.K.E. readings are returning to normal. All
     that’s left--

                         SPENGLER
     Is to retake the firehouse, rescue Janine and bust
     every malevolent spirit in there.

                     ZEDDEMORE (Off)
     Not without us, Egon.

ZEDDEMORE, VENKMAN, EDUARDO and KYLIE run down the street
towards the others. All eight convene beside the car.
                         VENKMAN
     Is this a private gig or can anyone join?

                          ROLAND
     You four are just in time. Since we took out the
     front doors with Ecto-1 earlier, we don’t need to
     blast our way in, but I suspect there’ll be a
     serious welcome wagon.

                         GARRETT
     Not a problem, Roland. You should see my high-scores
     on Resident Evil 2.

In pairs, the eight gathered Ghostbusters un-holster
their guns -- Venkman and Eduardo, Stantz and Garrett,
Zeddemore and Roland, Spengler and Kylie.

                         VENKMAN
     All right, then it’s one for the money…two for the
     show…three to get ready…and four to--

                         GARRETT
     FRY ‘EM!

Everyone charges into the building, leaving a befuddled
and irritated Venkman behind.

                         VENKMAN
     What?! Was dramatic timin’ made illegal or
     somethin’! Kids today, I ask ya.
          (follows the others,
          voice fading inside)
     Wait up! …Remember the Alamo!

The second-storey windows FLASH and reshape themselves
into evil, bloodshot eyes. The inner rim of the doorway
sprouts fangs and seals itself behind our heroes.

93. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, CORRIDOR- NIGHT

The corridor is packed with VATHACK MUTANTS. The eight
Ghostbusters are knocking them down left, right and
centre with short bursts from their Proton Guns.

                          STANTZ
     Wow, even with our guns on minimal discharge, it
     doesn’t take much to bring them down!

                         SPENGLER
     These mutants still have basic human physiology, so
     every blast throws their make-up out of continuum!
                         EDUARDO
     Right, but just one problem, jefe. There’s so many
     of these gum-heads that it don’t matter how quick we
     drop ‘em!

                             KYLIE
     An’ even worse, guys.
          (points)
     They recover fast!

                         VENKMAN
     Say, maybe it’s jus’ me, but we probably should’ve
     thought this through before chargin’ on in, huh?

                         ZEDDEMORE
     Peter.

                         VENKMAN
     Yeah, Winston?

                         ZEDDEMORE
     Shut up!

                         SPENGLER
     The firehouse hasn’t actually gotten bigger. We’re
     on the second floor. Janine must be in the attic.

                         ZEDDEMORE
    What’s your point?

                         SPENGLER
     It means that if all these mutants were based inside
     the building already--

                          STANTZ
     There can’t be too many more, or Ghostmaster and his
     cronies wouldn’t have room to move for them!

                         SPENGLER
     Precisely. Short of a possession, ghosts can only
     inhabit the same space on this plain as an organic
     entity for a few seconds before they must move
     forward or get forced back. Why risk packing the
     place as tight as a sardine can?

                          ROLAND
     Then chances are every mutant is already on this
     floor. We just have to keep powering through.

The Ghostbusters surge forward, proton streams parting
the mutants like Moses at the Red Sea.
94. EXT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT BUILDING- NIGHT

EST. SHOT of the apartment building.

95. INT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT BUILDING, CORRIDOR- NIGHT

An ELEVATOR SLIDES OPEN. KLINE steps out and heads down
the corridor towards a particular apartment. When he
reaches it, he pulls a spare key out of his back pocket.

96. INT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM- NIGHT

The door slowly opens and KLINE enters.

                          KLINE
          (looks around)
     Ben? Tammy? It’s Uncle John. Anyone--?
          (gasp)

The footprints left by Grave are still present. Their
glow is dying, but still discernable. Kline cautiously
moves further inside, when his attention is caught by a
guttural groan. A VATHACK MUTANT stumbles out from behind
a support pillar; this is all that remains of Mrs Grave,
having been the first result of Crainiac’s latest
experiments. Kline steps back from her in shock.

                      KLINE (Cont’d)
          (quiet)
     Oh, Tammy, what did they do to you?

The mutant suddenly charges at Kline and wraps her hands
around his throat. He grabs her wrists and struggles with
her, back and forth across the room. A corner lamp is
knocked over in the fight, plunging them into darkness,
so all we can hear are the sounds of fighting. When the
lamp is switched back on, the legs of a metal chair have
been driven into the wall, pinning the mutant in place.
Kline, holding the lamp’s shaft, is catching his breath.

He turns around, ascertaining that Grave is not present,
then his eyes settle on the door marked, ‘Ben’s Office.’

97. INT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT, STUDY- NIGHT

KLINE shoves open the door and finds GRAVE still typing
frantically at his keyboard. He takes note of the
transmogrified chair, races over, grabs the back and
wrenches it away from the P.C. with all his might.
Grave’s eyes widen and he convulses, as if in shock.
Kline starts frantically thumping the keys.
                          KLINE
     You controlled my life for too long, Crainiac. I
     won’t let you do the same to my family…

The pseudo-organic material of the chair quivers and
falls away. Grave gets to his feet and picks up an
ashtray, raising it above his head.

98. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, CRAINIAC’S LABORATORY- NIGHT

The laboratory combines aspects of a medieval torture
chamber and the classic set from an old Frankenstein
film. WANDA is strapped to an operating table, trying
uselessly to break free. CRAINIAC, CORPUSCLE and GRISTLE
are gathered around her, lowering gruesome, pristinely
sterile surgical tools towards her. As the blade of a
scalpel presses against her cheek, ALL THREE MONSTERS
hesitate and turn towards us.

                         GRISTLE
     The scribe!

                        CORPUSCLE
     The book must not be unwritten!

                        CRAINIAC
     Stop him!

99. INT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT, STUDY- NIGHT

GRAVE slams the ashtray into KLINE’S back. The old man
falls to the floor and squirms, in pain, while the
younger bends down, using one hand to pin his head to the
floor and the other to bring the ashtray up for another
strike. Kline throws all his weight in one direction,
forcing Grave off of him. Grave lunges like an animal.
Kline ducks out of the way and grabs another chair,
SMASHING it into Grave and grounding him.

                          KLINE
          (breathing heavily)
     I’m sorry, Ben…but you forced my hand.

He returns to typing.

100. INT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM- NIGHT

The VATHACK MUTANT breaks free and starts towards the
study, but halts as a spiral of golden particles falls
over her. She turns back into MRS GRAVE, who lets out an
exhausted groan and slumps into an armchair.
101. EXT. A STREET SOMEWHERE IN NEW YORK- NIGHT

Golden particles rain over a CROWD OF VATHACK MUTANTS,
changing them into humans. Dumbfounded, they peer about
their surroundings before simultaneously keeling over.

102. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, CORRIDOR- NIGHT

The ARMY OF VATHACK MUTANTS encroaches upon the
GHOSTBUSTERS, grabbing them by their arms and torsos,
dragging them down, giving them no room to manoeuvre.

                         EDUARDO
     It’s been nice knowin’ you guys!

                         GARRETT
     If we go down, we go down blastin’!

A downpour of golden particles materialises from the
ceiling and descends over the mutants, changing them back
into humans. The Ghostbusters look on in confusion as the
restored victims collapse over each other, piling up and
down the corridor and surrendering to a deep sleep.

                     GARRETT (Cont’d)
     Was it somethin’ we said?

                          KYLIE
     No. Whoever wrote the Vathack back into existence
     must have been stopped.

                         EDUARDO
     So that just leaves the Three Amigos themselves.

                          STANTZ
          (loading his
          Proton Gun)
     We’re down to our last few proton canisters. Use
     them sparingly.

                         GARRETT
     Against eight of us, this shouldn’t take too long.

A ROUND SILHOUETTE arises behind Garrett and clamps its
hands on the back of his chair.

                        CORPUSCLE
     You would think that, wouldn’t you?
He lifts Garrett’s chair and chucks him as hard as he
can. Garrett grunts in pain as he slams into a wall and
flops to the floor, stunned.

                 EDUARDO / ROLAND / KYLIE
     Garrett!

CORPUSCLE creeps out of the shadows, with GRISTLE and
CRAINIAC in tow. The Ghostbusters charge their guns.

                         GRISTLE
     But we have absorbed Ghostmaster’s energy. We are
     far greater opponents than when we last fought.

                         SPENGLER
          (under his breath)
     That explains why Ghostmaster hasn’t confronted us.
     His followers betrayed him and drained his
     ectoplasm, increasing their own strength.

                         CRAINIAC
     We are no-one’s followers. The Vathack serve none.

                          KYLIE
     It’s all right. Someone else is workin’ against ‘em.
     We just need to hold ‘em off until whoever turned
     the victims back to normal writes ‘em outta the
     story as well.

                          CRAINIAC
     Unlikely.

The THREE VATHACK float towards the Ghostbusters.

103. INT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT, STUDY- NIGHT

KLINE continues typing.

                          KLINE
     “Crainiac was prepared to strike, when suddenly…”

GRAVE’S hands catch his ankles and drag them out from
under him. Kline yelps as he falls, smacking his forehead
on the desk. Grave wrestles him onto his back and rears
up. Something in his hand glimmers in the dim ambience --
the blade of a letter-opener!

Grave plunges it towards Kline’s heart, but the older man
catches his wrist just in time, and their fight
continues.
104. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, ANOTHER CORRIDOR- NIGHT

A psychic force-ball scatters the EIGHT GHOSTBUSTERS
along the floor. CRAINIAC lowers his hands and gestures
forward. CORPUSCLE opens the bubbling mess of his head
and a RED INNER-MONSTER launches out. It clamps itself
around VENKMAN’S head and extends its long, pink tongue
towards his ear. Venkman releases a muffled scream.

                         EDUARDO
     Don’t let the ganglia-goblin eat his brain!

GARRETT, despite being stuck in one place without his
wheelchair, is able to crack off a shot from his gun that
incinerates the monster. Venkman glares at Eduardo.

                         VENKMAN
     “Don’t let the ganglia-goblin eat his brain”? That’s
     the best you could think of? How about shootin’ it
     yourself before it made hamburger outta my face?!

                         EDUARDO
          (sheepish)
     Oh…yeah.

The monster’s putty-like pieces pull themselves back
together in mid-air, before it reattaches itself to
Corpuscle’s head.

                         VENKMAN
     Okay…that was just gross on so many levels.

ZEDDEMORE, ROLAND and STANTZ fire their proton streams.
The Vathack raise their collective hands and generate a
force-field, repelling the streams.

                         ROLAND
     Hit the deck!

The three Ghostbusters drop on all-fours as the streams
fly over their heads, incinerating part of the wall.

                          STANTZ
     That was a full-blown dispersal charge! How could
     they deflect it back at us like that?

                        SPENGLER
     Well--

              CRAINIAC / CORPUSCLE / GRISTLE
     If it is not written…
                             SPENGLER
             (points at
             the Vathack)
        What they said.

                           ZEDDEMORE
        So how do we change what’s written?

EXTREME CLOSE-UP of CRAINIAC’S glasses. Zeddemore’s face
is reflected in the obsidian lenses.

                             CRAINIAC
        You can’t.

105. INT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT, STUDY- NIGHT

The inner sanctum of the room has been thrown into
turmoil by the fight. KLINE perseveres bravely, but he is
tiring against his younger, more virile opponent. GRAVE
slams his head through the window, shattering the glass.
Kline cries out. Grave turns him around onto his back and
starts pushing his head over the edge of the frame,
exposing his throat. He aims to cut him there with the
sharp, gleaming blade of the letter-opener, but Kline
continues to resist.

BEAT.

SMASH! A portrait breaks over the back of Grave’s head
and he finally collapses, unconscious. Standing behind
him is MRS GRAVE, with tears streaking her face. She
drops the remains of the portrait’s frame and helps Kline
to stand up.

                           MRS GRAVE
             (choking on tears)
        Uncle John, what’s happening to us? I’m scared.

                             KLINE
        Don’t worry, Tammy, it’s under control. Go call for
        an ambulance, all right?

Mrs Grave nods and exits. Kline furiously punches five
simple words onto the P.C.’s keyboard:

                               THE
                            VATHACK’S
                              POWER
                               WAS
                            DESTROYED.
106. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, CORRIDOR- NIGHT

The force-field disappears, prompting CRAINIAC, CORPUSCLE
and GRISTLE to look down at their hands in surprise.
Their bodies start to lose their recently-acquired size
and muscle-tone as well, as puffs of ghostly, azure mist
rises from their skin.

                           CRAINIAC
     No…

SPENGLER checks his P.K.E. Meter.

                         SPENGLER
     I don’t know how, but their energy levels are
     dropping fast! Let’s take the opportunity while it’s
     still there!

                VENKMAN / STANTZ / ZEDDEMORE
     Ready!

              EDUARDO / GARRETT / ROLAND / KYLIE
     Ready!

                           SPENGLER
     Fire!

Eight proton streams wrap around the Vathack. Blue, green
and white orbs the size of pennies -- magnified
psychokinetic energy cells -- orbit around them as they
shake and concuss. Crainiac roars as his glasses pop,
revealing white eyes like marbles underneath, and the
wiring in Gristle’s drills shorts out and fizzles.

107. INT. GRAVE’S APARTMENT, STUDY- NIGHT

The P.C. monitor explodes. KLINE raises his arms to
defend himself while moving across the room to avoid
being struck by shrapnel from the acute combustion.

108. INT. VIGO’S CASTLE, CORRIDOR- NIGHT

The proton streams holding the VATHACK thin into capture
streams. They shrink in size while more energy cells
escape from their ectoplasmic membranes. The cells float
away, apparently unseen by the heroes due to the light
exhibited by eight streams being generated together.

                           SPENGLER
     Kylie, the trap!
                         KYLIE
    Way ahead of ya, Egon!

She detaches the Ghost Trap from her back and tosses it
to the floor. She presses the button and it snaps open,
projecting its conical beam around the three monsters.

             CRAINIAC / CORPUSCLE / GRISTLE
    Our book cannot end this way! It must not!

                         VENKMAN
     Sorry to tell ya this, boys, but that’s just how
     these editor-types are, y’know?

                          KYLIE
    Closin’ the trap!

The GHOSTBUSTERS shut off the streams and turn away.
The Vathack are sucked down into the Ghost Trap and it
closes over them, leaving only trails of steam. Kylie
retrieves the device and lifts it up.

                     KYLIE (Cont’d)
    As of now, you three are out of print.

                         SPENGLER
     I don’t like this. Right before they entered the
     trap, their P.K. levels dropped much too sharply for
     an effect caused by proton dispersal. Even stranger,
     the excess energy they lost seemed to coalesce
     before vanishing off the radar.

                         EDUARDO
     So, what? You mean to tell us somethin’ just…sucked
     it out of ‘em?

                        SPENGLER
    Eduardo, I fear that’s exactly what happened.

                         EDUARDO
    But who could--?

A HEAVY FOOTSTEP. Booted. Jangling with chains and metal
plating. The Ghostbusters whirl on it. A second footstep.
A third. A TOWERING SILHOUETTE appears and takes shape…

VIGO, his giant body covered by his cape, which blows in
a supernatural wind. He looms over our heroes, the top of
his head almost touching the ceiling, padded shoulders
brushing the walls, his chiselled face void of emotion.
The pilfered energy orbits him, then sinks beneath the
cape, increasing the height of his already fiery aura.

                         VENKMAN
     Well, well, it’s our ol’ pal…Hulk Hogan! You’ve
     gotten kinda big since last time, Hulkster. Have you
     been liftin’ weights these past nine years or what?

                        SPENGLER
    What have you done with Janine and Slimer, Vigo?

                          VIGO
    Janine? There is no Janine.

He moves his cape aside, revealing JANINE, his arm draped
around her shoulders in an embrace. The Ghostbusters,
especially Spengler, react with shock.

                      VIGO (Cont’d)
     Only my darling Princess Janeke…who will rule your
     world alongside me as my queen, and bear me my
     legacy…oh, and have you met our court jester?

He reveals the hand of his other arm. Clutched in his
palm is a jar containing SLIMER, who makes a muffled,
apologetic noise.

                    VENKMAN / EDUARDO
    Slimer!

                    VENKMAN (Cont’d)
    Hey, blondie, that’s jus’ not cool!

                         EDUARDO
     Nobody does that to my li’l buddy! Let’s get ‘im!

                         ROLAND
    Doctor Venkman! Eduardo! Stop!

His protests fall on deaf ears. Venkman and Eduardo
charge towards Vigo, who stows Janine beneath his cape
and throws the jar at Venkman. It smashes against his
chest and knocks him off his feet, coated in a thin layer
of green slime. Vigo single-handedly catches the younger
Ghostbuster around the throat and lifts him into the air.
Kylie raises her Proton Gun in her shaking hands, but
cannot bring herself to fire.

                         STANTZ
    Eduardo, don’t look in his eyes!
                        EDUARDO
    Uh-oh, too late for--

His voice trails off as Vigo’s translucent shape
superimposes itself over Eduardo and disappears inside
him. Eduardo clutches his heart and squirms a bit in mid-
air, then plummets to the floor with a sickly, ‘THUD!’
Kylie runs over to him.

                         KYLIE
         (voice trembling)
    Eduardo! Can you hear me? Get up!

                         GARRETT
     Hey, if Vigo left, where’s Janine?

                         SPENGLER
     Either she was an illusion, or more likely, Vigo
     trans-materialised her back to wherever he was
     keeping her locked up before.

                       ZEDDEMORE
    And, uh, guys? I don’t think Vigo’s gone anywhere.

Eduardo shoves Kylie violently away, to her stupefaction,
and rises to his feet. His eyes are crimson and smoking
with ethereal Hell-fire, his skin has turned a sickly
pink colour, his hair is standing on end, and two black
horns have grown out of his forehead. He speaks with two
voices -- his own, and the hollow echoes of Vigo.

                       VIGO-EDUARDO
     Not the best body I could have hoped for, but it
     will do for now.

                         KYLIE
    Let him go, creepazoid, or prepare to get blasted!

                       VIGO-EDUARDO
     Be warned, girl, if you, or if any of your friends
     attempt to, ‘blast,’ me, all I need do is leave this
     man’s form, and he will be the only one to suffer.

Vigo-Eduardo levitates off the floor, spreads his arms.

                  VIGO-EDUARDO (Cont’d)
     On a mountain of skulls, in the castle of pain, I
     will sit on a throne of blood! What was will be, and
     what is will be no more! This night is the dawn of
     the New Age of Carpathia, and I, Vigo, shall reign
     over everything in ceaseless darkness! EVIL WINS!
His hands suddenly clasp his temples. His eyes clench
shut, and his voice and body fluctuate between his two
component selves.

                         EDUARDO
     No…I won’t do it…I’m not you! I’m Eduardo Rivera!

                         KYLIE
    He’s fighting it.
         (louder)
    Eduardo! Listen to my voice! Don’t give in to him!

                         EDUARDO
    Kylie…!

                           VIGO
     You belong to me! This world belongs to me!

                        EDUARDO
    I don’t…belong…to nobody!

                           VIGO
     We…are…VIGO! Vigo the Cruel, the Despised, the
     Torturer, the Unholy!

                         VENKMAN
          (sitting up)
     And the Butch! Don’t forget Vigo the Brainless
     Blonde Butch Bimbo! Or Vigo the Wearer of Seriously
     Unfashionable Pants! Or, hey, Vigo the Toucher of
     Li’l Kids, that’s an important one!

Vigo-Eduardo zaps Venkman with a purple bolt, throwing
him into the wall. The green slime smeared over his body
dribbles onto the floor and reforms into Slimer, who has
been revived by the ectoplasmic burst. The little ghost
shakes his head, gasps when he sees Venkman’s prone
state, and almost screams when he spots Vigo-Eduardo.

                           VIGO
     You mock us?! We are the prince and supreme general
     of the Carpathian hoards, the Sorrow of Moldavia!

                          ROLAND
     Eduardo, we know you’re still in there! Remember who
     you are!

                        SPENGLER
    Tell him who he is. Drive it home.
Spengler and Stantz hook their arms around Garrett and
bring him to the front, while Zeddemore kneels down
beside Venkman to check his pulse. He sighs in relief.

                         GARRETT
          (under his breath)
     Okay, uh…uh, lessee, uh…
          (louder)
     Eddie! ‘Member that time when we switched Roland’s
     sleepin’ pills for Tic-Tacs?

                          ROLAND
     You jerk! That was you?

                         GARRETT
     Ssh! Roland, check it out. I think it’s workin’.
          (points)

Eduardo’s mouth twitches into a little smirk.

                          ROLAND
     You’re right. How about when that nightmare-spirit
     made you think you were goin’ bald? Remember that?

Eduardo’s expression turns sour.

                         EDUARDO
     Roland, we agreed never to talk about that!

He screams as ectoplasmic energy courses through him and
Vigo retakes control.

                       VIGO-EDUARDO
     Enough of this! I’ve waited a long time for my
     revenge, you maggots…and now…I…will…have it!

He discharges yellow bolts of lightning from his fingers,
electrocuting the seven heroes and forcing them all to
their knees in unspeakable burning agony. Slimer, being
incorporeal, is able to avoid the attack. He looks at his
friends’ predicament and turns his gaze hatefully up at
the creature that used to be Eduardo.

                          SLIMER
     Nyup to Slimer! Nyi’ll nyave Eduardo!

He flies above the lightning, dodging between the
phantasmic blasts until stopping dead centre in front of
Vigo, and before the possessed man can say anything,
Slimber grabs him by the head and plants a big, wet,
sloppy kiss over his face!
Vigo-Eduardo reacts in violent revulsion. His
concentration is broken, his assault ends and he falls
back to the floor, writhing in slime.

He opens his eyes -- Eduardo’s eyes -- and sits up.

                         EDUARDO
     SLIMER!

                         SLIMER
          (happily)
     Eduardo!

                         EDUARDO
     Hey…hey, that’s right! I’m me again!

                           VIGO
     No! You can’t have him!

                         EDUARDO
     I ain’t your puppet, amigo. I’m a Ghostbuster.
          (rises to
          his feet)
     An’ you’ve over-stayed your welcome, not that you
     ever were in the first place.

He unhooks his Proton Gun, switches it on, and turns it
on his own chest. Kylie, getting up on all fours, sees
him and her eyes widen with fright.

                          KYLIE
     Eduardo, wait! You could kill yourself!

                         EDUARDO
     No choice, babe…big bad’s already startin’ to…throw
     his weight around again…!

                             KYLIE
     You’re crazy!

                         EDUARDO
     No…
          (smirk)
     I’m a scientist, man.

He pulls the trigger. Slimer and the other seven
Ghostbusters shield their eyes as Eduardo absorbs the
full brunt of the blast. His shoulders and head slump,
arms hang at his sides, and his skin is smoking, but he
is still standing. Vigo is projected out of his back and
tumbles through the floor, bellowing angrily.
The Ghostbusters approach with trepidation. Eduardo
winks, gives them a thumbs-up, then promptly falls
forward…straight into Kylie’s arms.

                               KYLIE
     Easy, I’ve gotcha.

                         EDUARDO
          (under his breath)
     You know it, chica.

                               KYLIE
     Ugh.
            (rolls her eyes)

Slimer looks down at them, nonplussed for a second, then
realisation sets in and he starts giggling, making a
heart-shape with his index fingers. Garrett is about to
say something, but is silenced by Roland nudging him in
the ribs. Zeddemore and Stantz stifle chuckling.

                         SPENGLER
     We’re not out of the woods yet, people.

                         VENKMAN
     Aw, gee, Egon, why am I totally not surprised here?
     Hey, does anyone remember when we used to bust
     class-2s and 3s now an’ again? Is it so much to ask
     for one easy case?

The castle shudders around them, almost knocking them off
their feet. Chips of wood and stone fall from the ceiling
as the interior slips off in a single direction, like
running paint, leaving the interior of the FIREHOUSE
behind in its place! The colours swirl into a spinning
circle, grey flecked with black, burgundy and gold. A
localised vortex belches out of the bubbling mess,
sucking Slimer and the eight Ghostbusters off their feet
and screaming into itself.

109. EXT. VIGO’S DIMENSION- ETERNAL DUSK

FLASH!

SLIMER and the EIGHT GHOSTBUSTERS stand together in the
vast expanse of a desert very much like the wastelands
outside the Carpathian capital. The ruins of the city are
visible in the distance, with Deutschendorf Palace on a
mountain high above everything. The pikes are still in
place, but the bodies inside the armour and helmets have
been reduced to dust and bone.
Disembodied spirits of a thousand fallen warriors fly
around them, wailing and scratching the air uselessly.
Shadows of Hell-birds circle them like carrion-birds. The
full moon, edging out from behind scarlet clouds, it
black and scarred with the shape of a huge hand-print.

                        EDUARDO
    Whoa. Heck of an aesthetic change, huh?

                         VENKMAN
     Looks like the covers from a whole buncha heavy
     metal records I’ve got back home. Anyone else
     hearin’ Iron Maiden in the B.G.?

                       ZEDDEMORE
    Any idea what jus’ happened, Egon?

                         SPENGLER
     Well, this is just a theory, mind you, but at a
     guess it seems that Vigo re-assimilated all the
     energy he put into transfiguring the firehouse back
     into himself. On top of what he stole from the
     Vathack, and likely from Ghostmaster, it’s elevated
     his P.K.E. emanations enough for him to open up a
     cross-dimensional portal.

                         GARRETT
    So we’re takin’ on the final boss in his own level?
         (cocks his gun)
    Bring it on. Big operatic crescendo starts, and…

BEAT. FOOTSTEPS. VIGO emerges from the coppery haze,
wearing his ancient, golden armour and riding a massive,
black stallion with eyes like burning coals and breath
like brimstone. The Carpathian’s ragged, ebony-coloured
cape sweeps the soil. His dragon helmet covers his head,
the eye-pieces black and soulless. In one hand he carries
a pike. The other is resting on his hip, over a gemstone-
encrusted scabbard. The eight Ghostbusters ready their
Proton Guns, all aiming at the infernal rider.

                        VENKMAN
    Ready to fire on my mark, ladles and jelly-spoons.

                        SPENGLER
          (checking his
          P.K.E. Meter)
     Wait, Peter! We haven’t ascertained how our streams
     will react in this dimension. This is his domain.
     What if he can turn them against us?
                         VENKMAN
     So what, we stand here an’ let Sir Kill-a-heckuva-
     lot wail on us because our weapons might not work?!
     What happened to you, man, you lose your spine or
     somethin’?

                          KYLIE
     That’s enough! Did you two forget the giant with the
     spear headin’ straight for us?! Now fan out until we
     can think of a plan!

                         GARRETT
     Sounds good to me. Hey, Z, can ya gimme a boost? No
     chair.

                        ZEDDEMORE
    No problem.
         (hoists Garrett
         onto his back)
    I hefted heavier stuff than you when I worked the
    docks at Coney Island.

The Ghostbusters spread out in different directions --
Eduardo moves with a limp and is supported under one arm
by Kylie. When Zeddemore is facing Vigo, Garrett loads a
proton canister into his gun and takes aim.

                       ZEDDEMORE
    Garrett, what are you doin’? Didn’t you hear Egon?

                        GARRETT
    Yeah, but you got any better ideas?

                        ZEDDEMORE
     Nothin’ ventured, nothin’ gained, I guess. Go for
     it, sparky.

Garrett fires a shot. Vigo sees it coming and swipes his
pike through the air, dispelling the protons. Garrett’s
face drops as he lowers his weapon.

                         GARRETT
     Well that’s that plan down the toilet.

                         SPENGLER
          (under his breath)
     I’m reading an unusual wavelength coming from his
     weapon…perhaps that’s the key!
          (louder)
     Garrett! Fire at him again on high-pulse!
                         GARRETT
     But--

                        SPENGLER
     DO IT!

Garrett twists the dial on his gun.

                         GARRETT
          (nervously)
     All right, you’re the chief. Hey, monkey-brain!
     Laugh this one off!

He shoots. Vigo raises his pike and catches the stream,
this time wrapping it around the shaft and using it to
drag Garrett and Zeddemore closer to him.

                        ZEDDEMORE
     What’re you waitin’ for, man? Shut it off!

                         GARRETT
     I-I can’t! I’m takin’ my finger off the trigger but
     nothin’s happenin’!

                         SPENGLER
     Eduardo! Kylie! Shoot from the other side!

                         EDUARDO
     What?! Are you crazy, man?!

                          KYLIE
     No, I think I see where he’s goin’ with this.

                         EDUARDO
     How ‘bout explainin’ it to us mere mortals then?

                          KYLIE
     Just do it!

Kylie raises her Proton Gun. Eduardo reluctantly follows
suit. They throw their streams at Vigo’s unarmed side,
striking him and eliciting sparks. His grip on the pike
loosens and Spengler shoots his own stream right at the
monster’s wrist, blowing his lower arm off. The weapon
clatters to the ground and frees Garrett and Zeddemore.

While Vigo is stunned, Spengler dives for the pike, grabs
it and dashes away from him.
                      KYLIE (Cont’d)
     Even in this world, Vigo’s still a ghost, still
     ecto, which means he’s vulnerable to the streams,
     but that pike of his acts like some kinda particle
     conductor. That’s how he protected himself.

                         EDUARDO
     Ooh.

                         SPENGLER
     Don’t start celebrating yet.

Vigo looks at the stump of his arm. His helmet’s eye-
pieces glow and a NEW ARM bursts from the stump in a
sticky shower of ectoplasm.

                         EDUARDO
     What the--?! Why didn’t anybody tell us this dude
     was part lizard, huh?!

                         VENKMAN
     Y’know I really should be used to this kinda stuff
     by now, but that makes even my stomach churn.

                          ROLAND
     If it weren’t perfectly obvious by now, I’d say we
     were in real trouble.

Vigo rests his new hand on the hilt of his sword and
draws it. The lengthy weapon, requiring both hands to
wield it properly, is akin to a German Zweihänder, with
multiple branches jutting from the sides of the blade and
a tail of fire pouring from the tip. He swings the
massive weapon down at Spengler’s head, and he brings up
the pike to protect himself. The blade bounces off the
shaft, sending vibrations through both combatants. Vigo
digs his heels into the horse’s sides, making it rear up.
As it comes back down to crush Spengler, five proton
streams SMASH into the beast’s underbelly, making it
dissipate into black particles. Vigo drops to the ground,
unharmed, and glares at the culprits -- Venkman, Stantz,
Roland, Kylie and Garrett. He slashes a semi-circle into
the ground with his blade, and a line of EXPLOSIONS belch
from the ashy soil, tossing the Ghostbusters away.

While Vigo’s back is turned, Spengler blind-sides him
with the pike, cracking it across his back. Vigo whirls,
barely feeling the blow, and slams the flat of his sword
into Spengler’s ribs, forcing him onto his back and
knocking the wind out of his lungs.
Vigo stamps down on his gut and swings his sword again.
Though in pain, Spengler raises the pike, defending
himself, while bringing one of his boots up into the
Carpathian’s stomach to maintain space between them. The
two enter a struggle, neither willing to let the other
gain the upper hand, but Vigo’s superior physical
strength means he is slowly edging his blade closer to
Spengler’s heart.

                        SPENGLER
    Guys! Are you all right? Can you hear me!

The other Ghostbusters struggle a bit, but all things
considered, they seem to be fine. Slimer, who flew over
the attack, hovers over to Venkman with a worried whine.

                         VENKMAN
     I’m gettin’ real sick of fallin’ on my butt.
          (notices
          Slimer)
     Quit crowdin’ me, spud.

                        SPENGLER
    I need all of you to fire your Proton Guns…

                        GARRETT
         (raising his gun)
    Not a problem.

                          SPENGLER
    …At me!

               VENKMAN / STANTZ / ZEDDEMORE /
              EDUARDO / GARRETT/ ROLAND / KYLIE
    WHAT?!

                        SPENGLER
    More accurately, at the pike!

               VENKMAN / STANTZ / ZEDDEMORE /
             EDUARDO / GARRETT / ROLAND / KYLIE
     Ooh.

                    GARRETT (Cont’d)
    In that case…lock an’ load!

Seven proton streams arc towards the duel. Vigo appears
to realise what is happening and tries to pull away, but
Spengler twists the pike, keeping one end raised to
deflect the sword while jabbing the other end through his
cape and into the soil, pinning him where he stands.
The streams wrap around the shaft of the pike, causing it
to glow with supernatural heat. Visibly sweating from the
heat it is now giving off, Spengler uses all his strength
to shove the weapon against Vigo. There is an EXPLOSION
OF LIGHT! -- Vigo is blasted backwards into the air,
sailing towards the destroyed city.
                                                   CUT TO:
There is a loud, disgusting sound of flesh and metal
tearing, causing Slimer and the gathered Ghostbusters to
wince. Eduardo tries to cover Kylie’s eyes, but she bats
his hand away.
                                                   CUT TO:
Vigo convulses, body stiffening then going limp. We soon
realise he has been impaled through the back and out of
his chest on one of the pikes lining the outer walls of
the ruined city. He wraps his hands around the shaft, but
loses his strength and slides a little further down. His
entire body flops lifelessly.
                                                   CUT TO:
The Ghostbusters and Slimer regroup. Spengler, who has
since abandoned his weapon, is rubbing his sore stomach
with one hand. The others give him congratulatory pats on
the back and shoulders while offering mixed praises.

                         GARRETT
     Awesome job, Egon! You kicked his ghostly butt!

                         VENKMAN
     Guess I should apologise for sayin’ you were
     spineless, ponytail-boy. I’m sorry. An’ if any of
     you tell the press, I swear I’ll deny it.

                         EDUARDO
     I could’ve done it, I jus’ chose not to.

                          KYLIE
     Yeah, right.

                         EDUARDO
     Hmmph! So, like, is he dead?

                         SPENGLER
     Impossible. He’s already dead. Still, I think that
     should have disrupted his stability enough to keep
     him off our backs for a little while, at least.
     Now…let’s go find Janine.
          (points to the palace)
     I have a feeling that she’s in there.

                          STANTZ
     Well, why are we all jus’ standin’ ‘round here?
                        ZEDDEMORE
     Yeah, let’s go get our secretary back.

                         GARRETT
     Giddy-up, horsy.

                        ZEDDEMORE
     Watch it, or you’re crawlin’ the rest of the way.

The Ghostbusters head off in the direction of the palace,
with Slimer floating along behind them. Leading up the
mountain towards the ancestral home of the Deutschendorf
lineage is a narrow, serpentine staircase built from the
polished bones of humans, animals and monsters alike.
                                                  FADE TO:

110. INT. DEUTSCHENDORF PALACE, CORRIDOR- ETERNAL DUSK

SLIMER AND THE EIGHT GHOSTBUSTERS rush down the corridor,
with SPENGLER in the lead, P.K.E. Meter held out in front
of him. Through the wide windows, which were once used by
archers, we can see the mountain ranges of Carpathia.

                          STANTZ
     You sure we’re headed the right way, Egon?

                         SPENGLER
     Of course. It’s a simple matter, in a place like
     this that gives off ecto-signatures from every
     angle, to reverse the P.K.E. Meter’s settings so it
     detects people and objects from our world instead.
     I’m zeroing in her now.
          (points)
     There! Just up ahead!

He is gesturing towards a pair of double doors made from
varnished wood, with big, bronze handles and a line of
strange characters carved across the topmost arch.

                          ROLAND
     What do those symbols mean?

                         SPENGLER
     My assumption would be, “Knock before entering.”
     Let’s ignore it.

                         VENKMAN
          (faux shock)
     Egon! Enterin’ someone’s bedroom without permission?
          (smirk)
     I’ve taught you well, Young Jedi.
111. INT. DEUTSCHENDORF PALACE, BEDCHAMBER- ETERNAL DUSK

The doors swing open, allowing SLIMER AND THE
GHOSTBUSTERS to gingerly enter. The bedchamber is fit for
royalty, though the choice of décor is distinctly
unsettling; portraits, busts on pedestals and other
trophies of warfare bedeck the room, the windows are
curtained with red-and-gold, a chandelier of bones hangs
from the ceiling. Bones are also grafted into the
furniture; there is a wide mirror on one wall, framed
with carvings of dragons, with a gold-and-white dressing
table with a vase of dead flowers of dead flowers, and a
chair. A second chair is set up by a low table for
serving meals in privacy.

                        VENKMAN
    Love this interior. Who designed it, Clive Barker?

                        SPENGLER
         (stops)
    There she is.

The centrepiece of the room is a grand-looking four-
poster bed, with each post topped by a small gargoyle and
black curtains with gold tassels and embroidered with
silver. The wall directly behind it is taken up by a
giant sculpture of a bat, its wings positioned at a
downward angle on either side. Sitting on the bed and
staring listlessly out of the window is JANINE, still in
the clothes given to her by Vigo. Spengler walks towards
her, while Eduardo takes note of a particular portrait.

                           EDUARDO
    Hey, check that out.

The other Ghostbusters turn towards it; the picture is
the young Vigo, standing behind a chair in which is sat
Princess Janeke. The couple look happy, hand-in-hand.

                         ROLAND
    That woman looks just like Janine!

                          KYLIE
          (snaps her fingers)
     Yeah, and now it makes sense why he abducted her. I
     only glimpsed through it, but there’s this book,
     ‘Magicians, Martyrs and Madmen,’ that mentions Vigo
     was married to Princess Janeke of Moldavia. While he
     was away fighting, his enemies assassinated her.
     It’s said that her death prompted Vigo’s life-long
     obsession with returning from beyond the grave.
                        ZEDDEMORE
     So let me guess, he spent the rest of his life
     tryin’ to work out how to resurrect her?

                         GARRETT
     When he wasn’t out kickin’ butt, y’mean.

                          STANTZ
     An’ it looks like it half-worked. Take this with a
     grain of salt, but what if Janeke really did
     eventually reincarnate in our world as Janine?

                         GARRETT
          (whistle)
     Wow. That’s some pretty deep stuff there, Ray.

                         EDUARDO
          (with sudden
          realisation)
     Oh, jeez…that’s why he’s known as the Sorrow of
     Moldavia! I can’t believe I’m sayin’ this, but I
     almost feel sorry for the guy. Almost.

                         VENKMAN
     I’d have more sympathy for him if he didn’t keep
     tryin’ to kill us in the most horrific way
     imaginable…an’ if he didn’t dress like a douche.

                                                   CUT TO:
Spengler is knelt in front of Janine, cupping her cheek
in his hand and trying to find any trace of her former
self, but all he sees is a zombie, her mind in stasis.

                         SPENGLER
     There has to be a way to break this trance. I can’t
     discern what methods Vigo used, so there’s no sure-
     fire way to reverse it, unless…

He meets her gaze, considering.

                     SPENGLER (Cont’d)
          (sigh)
     Well, it’s worked in the past. Janine, this is Egon.
     If even a small piece of you is left to hear me,
     give me a sign.

Janine’s head moves very, very slightly, as if hearing
him over a great distance.

                         JANINE
     E…gon…?
                    SPENGLER (Cont’d)
     Good, there’s still a chance I can save you. I need
     you to listen, think back a few months, to what I
     said during the Cohila incident. Do you remember?

Janine’s head tilts back slightly, as the words come back
to her. There is an echo; the voices speak from the far
end of a deep, dark pit in the labyrinth of her mind.

                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     You must come back…I…love you…

                                                 FLASH TO:

112. INT. WAREHOUSE- NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

Gentle music plays in the B.G.M.

FOOTAGE FROM EXTREME GHOSTBUSTERS EPISODE 11, “THE
CRAWLER”: CLOSE-UP of SPENGLER’S hand taking JANINE’S as
he helps her to her feet.

                         SPENGLER
     Janine, I, uh, I’m very glad you’re back.

                          JANINE
     Glad to be back. I’ll take that kiss now.

She leans up on her tip-toes and closes her eyes.
                                                 FLASH TO:

113. INT. DEUTSCHENDORF PALACE, BEDCHAMBER- ETERNAL DUSK

JANINE’S eyelids flutter, the familiar emerald hue
returning to her irises. SPENGLER looks hopeful.

                         SPENGLER
     Yes, Janine, that’s the way, keep going.

                                                 FLASH TO:

114. INT. WAREHOUSE- NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

FOOTAGE FROM, “THE CRAWLER”: SPENGLER offers a nervous
laugh, sweating profusely.

                         SPENGLER
     O-oh, that! Heh! W-well, you see, that was just part
     of the plan. I was attempting to -- Mmf!
JANINE interrupts him by grabbing the lapels of his
uniform and pulling him down into a kiss. HOLD ON THIS
IMAGE for several seconds as the screen gradually
DESATURATES…
                                                 FLASH TO:

115. INT. DEUTSCHENDORF PALACE, BEDCHAMBER- ETERNAL DUSK

JANINE’S eyes open all the way. She sees SPENGLER and
tears flood her eyes and stream down her cheeks.

                         JANINE
     EGON!

She throws her arms around him and hugs him tightly.
Spengler is momentarily breathless, but he quickly
recovers and returns the embrace, using one hand to pat
her upper back. He lifts her in his arms in bridal
fashion as SLIMER and the OTHER GHOSTBUSTERS gather
around them.

                         VENKMAN
     So when’s the weddin’ you crazy kids?

                          JANINE
     I don’t really understand what’s goin’ on…
          (stern)
     But one more crack like that, Peter, and I’ll make
     sure you regret it. Same goes for all of you.

                         VENKMAN
     Woo! She’s back!

He slaps high-fives with STANTZ, then ROLAND, then
GARRETT -- who ZEDDEMORE drops onto the nearby chair so
he can join in -- and finally EDUARDO. He starts to do
one with KYLIE, but quickly withdraws his hand when she
reaches up to meet it.

                     VENKMAN (Cont’d)
     Sorry kid, you’re too low.

She scowls and kicks him in the shin, eliciting a yelp.

                          KYLIE
     Not for that.

Spengler and Janine smile a little at their antics.
Slimer swoops in and babbles happily at the couple, and
Janine pats him a couple of times on the head.
                         JANINE
    I missed you too, Slimer.
         (finds slime
         on her hand)
    Ugh, should’ve expected that.

She wipes it off on the dress. Suddenly outside the
windows -- LIGHTNING FLASHES! THUNDER BOOMS! WIND HOWLS!
The roof of the bedchamber, and indeed the whole top of
the palace itself, is torn away and shredded into bricks
and debris that careen off to the ends of reality.

The heroes regroup and look up to the sky, where the
fiery clouds have become a ferocious, fat coil, a snake
preparing itself to pounce -- the FACE OF VIGO forms in
the centre of the spiral, spewing flames and light from
his eyes and mouth. He starts to slowly descend towards
the palace, trailing a thick, worm-like body of mist
behind him, laced with ethereal bursts of energy.

Spengler sets Janine down on the bed and unhooks his
Proton Gun. The other Ghostbusters follow his lead,
loading their proton canisters into their weapons, while
Slimer hides himself under the hem of Janine’s dress.

                        ZEDDEMORE
     Man, most of us are down to our last proton
     canisters, and I don’t think there’s enough juice in
     these babies to zap somethin’ that big!

                        SPENGLER
    There’s one way!

                         STANTZ
    You don’t mean…?

                         SPENGLER
     We’ll aim directly into his core, then cross the
     streams! That’ll disrupt his P.K.E., disperse his
     excess power and hopefully send us back through the
     portal to our world!

                        EDUARDO
    Love how he puts emphasis on the word, ‘hopefully.’

                          ROLAND
     But that could cause total protonic reversal!
     Universal consequences! The end of all biological
     life everywhere!
                            SPENGLER
        I know! But it’s that, or we stand here while Vigo
        reduces us to ash, makes Janine his eternal bride,
        uses her to rebirth himself as a living entity and
        returns to Earth and demolishes it, paving the way
        for a mass spectral manifestation the likes of which
        mankind cannot ever hope to survive! In short, the
        Biblical Apocalypse’s bigger, nastier brother!

                            VENKMAN
        Great! Déjà vu! Say, Egon, how’re ya feelin’?

                            SPENGLER
        Terrified beyond all rational thought, Peter!

                            VENKMAN
             (under his breath)
        That’s what I figured.
             (louder)
        Okay, you heard the man! Once more into the breach,
        my friends…to do somethin’ really, really stupid!

Vigo has gotten so close that he seems to encompass the
whole sky! He opens his mouth to swallow the heroes and
the palace whole, when eight proton streams shoot up into
his gaping maw, eliciting an enraged sound like a
thousand lions all roaring in unison.

                            SPENGLER
        Cross on my mark! …NOW!

The streams manoeuvre closer to one another, and then
unite into a single, magnificent storm of destructive
power! Spikes of the stuff pierce the beast’s murky,
befogged body.

SILENCE falls, and BLINDING, SEIZURE-INDUCING FLASHES OF
COLOUR engulf everything!
                                            FADE TO WHITE.

116. EXT. NEW YORK CITY SKYLINE- NIGHT

BOOM!

A COLUMN OF LIGHT erupts from the vicinity of the
firehouse. It takes on a shape vaguely like a human
skeleton, screams, then dissipates into vapour. With it
also flees the darkness, replaced by the rosy first rays
of dawn. The night of evil has finally passed.
117. INT. FIREHOUSE H.Q., ATTIC- DAWN

The attic has been restored to its normal state. SLIMER,
JANINE and the EIGHT GHOSTBUSTERS look around, a bit
disorientated. GARRETT is seated on an old wooden stool.

                         ROLAND
     Did it work?

                         EDUARDO
     This looks like the firehouse, but my skin’s
     kinda…tingly all over. Maybe we’re dead?

                          KYLIE
     We’re not dead, you idiot. We got caught in a
     protonic implosion. Feeling, ‘kinda tingly,’ means
     by some miracle, we got out alive.

EDUARDO begins jumping happily from one foot to the next,
swinging his Proton Gun over his head.

                         EDUARDO
     WOO-HOO! We’re alive! We rule and we’re alive!

                          STANTZ
     Is that, like, a new form of square-dance or
     somethin’?

                         GARRETT
     Yeah. It’s called the Freaked-Out Flamenco.

                          STANTZ
     Looks more like the Hokey Kookie.

VENKMAN goes to the attic window, peers out, and turns
back to the others with a big smile on his face.

                         VENKMAN
     Oh, guys, I think we should go out an’ meet our
     adorin’ public, jus’ one last time, huh?

Venkman, STANTZ, ZEDDEMORE, Eduardo and KYLIE (walking
hand-in-hand), ROLAND (carrying Garrett on his back) and
SLIMER make their way to the door. SPENGLER goes to
follow them, but Janine catches him by the wrist. He
turns to her, opens his mouth to speak, but is silenced
by a passionate, meaningful KISS! The others notice this
over their shoulders and nod their approval together.

     [B.G.M.: “Thunder Busters (Ray Parker, Jr. vs.
     AC/DC)” mixed by Wax Audio]
118. EXT. FIREHOUSE H.Q.- DAWN

A CROWD OF CITIZENS -- including WANDA, CELINE, BESS,
DANA, OSCAR, KLINE, GRAVE (head bandaged) and MRS GRAVE
and many others we have met throughout the years -- are
gathered outside the building with anticipation, holding
up rushed, hand-painted signs bearing messages such as,
‘THANK YOU GHOSTBUSTERS!’ and, ‘I (HEART) GHOSTBUSTERS!’

The GHOSTBUSTERS emerge through the hole that used to
have doors, waving to their swarm of fans; signing
autographs, shaking hands and talking to journalists and
television reporters. VENKMAN at one point hoists Oscar
onto his shoulders and puts an arm around Dana’s
shoulders as they talk. When ROLAND tries to speak to a
reporter, GARRETT shoves him down and hogs the attention,
only to be dropped unceremoniously onto the pavement.

THE B.G.M. QUIETENS. A female reporter, recognisable as
CYNTHIA CRAWFORD, rushes over to Venkman.

                         CYNTHIA
     Doctor Venkman, any words for the people watchin’ at
     home?

                         VENKMAN
     Well, all things considered I doubt there is anybody
     watchin’, but on the off-chance, here’s eight…

                         CYNTHIA
     Yes?

                         VENKMAN
          (grabs the
          microphone)
     GOOD MORNIN’ NEW YORK CITY! WE LOVE YOU!

                                                FADE OUT.
                        EPILOGUE

119. INT. FIREHOUSE H.Q., SPENGLER’S WORKSHOP- DAY

                                                  FADE IN:
An OLDER SPENGLER is rifling through the drawers in his
desk. An open briefcase sits on top, filled with notepads
and pieces of smaller research machinery.

     CAPTION: 2015…

                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     It’s been nearly seventeen years since that day. I
     continued my work with the Extreme Ghostbusters for
     several of those years, until they went off down
     other avenues of life. I do not begrudge them that
     choice. I am happy to call them my students, my
     colleagues, and more importantly, my friends.

An OLDER JANINE enters. She has a wry smirk on her face
and is carrying a second case, this one filled with
clothes, which Spengler no doubt forgot, evidenced by his
sheepish grin.

                 SPENGLER (V.O., Cont’d)
     Janine and I got married a little while after our
     final battle with Vigo, and though I have trouble
     understanding the significance of such occasions in
     today’s society, I admit that…I enjoy it. We still
     live out of the firehouse, with our two children…

A family photograph on the desk shows the SPENGLER FAMILY
-- Egon, Janine, a 4-year-old boy with blonde hair and
green eyes, and a 2-year-old girl with red hair and blue
eyes. This is packed in with the clothes.

An OLDER ROLAND walks up the stairs with his arms full of
equipment. He stumbles, but is caught by Janine.

                 SPENGLER (V.O., Cont’d)
     I have been invited to carry out vital paranormal
     work in Necrovia, and I’m taking along my research
     assistant, Roland, who I’m proud to say did receive
     his official doctorate.

120. INT. BASKETBALL COURT- DAY

Two TEAMS OF FIVE, all in wheelchairs, are playing an
intense match. Leading one of the teams is an OLDER
GARRETT, who makes a successful score and spins on his
wheelchair in a celebratory fashion.
The buzzer goes off, declaring the end of the match, and
victory to him!

                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     Garrett is now the captain of his own basketball
     team. I’m told he’s become quite the fan-favourite
     in those circles. I’m not sure if he ever got to be
     a pilot, but he assures me that he’s never going to
     let go of his dreams. Good for him.

Garrett and his team exchange high-fives and fist-taps,
before offering the same sportsmanship to the other team.
He shakes hands with the OPPOSING CAPTAIN.

121. INT. CINEMA, SCREENING ROOM- TIME UNKNOWN

OLDER EDUARDO and OLDER KYLIE are watching a movie.
Something happens on the screen that causes Eduardo to
jolt, accidentally dumping popcorn over Kylie. She glares
at him and pours her milkshake over his head. The couple
break into laughter, much to the chagrin of the AUDIENCE.

                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     Eduardo and Kylie’s relationship has had its ups and
     downs. I hypothesise that they may never see eye-to-
     eye, but they seem to like it that way.

122. EXT. SOMEWHERE IN LAS VEGAS- DAY

OLDER EDUARDO, OLDER KYLIE and OLDER STANTZ stand on a
sunlit pathway, talking excitedly but inaudibly with a
MAN WITH CLOSELY-SHAVEN DARK HAIR (44).

                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     Along with Ray, they teamed up with another former
     protégé of ours to finally establish our official
     second branch in Las Vegas, cooperating with the
     police to investigate supernatural crimes.

A macabre noise comes from behind them, making them all
jolt and turn around. The view PANS OUT, revealing that
they are standing in front of the LA PALAZZA MANSION, one
of the most haunted establishments in Nevada!

123. INT. AUDITORIUM- TIME UNKNOWN

OLDER VENKMAN stands at a podium on the stage, before a
huge audience, as he accepts the Academy Award. Confetti
falls all around him, and camera flashes dot the screen.
Venkman loves the attention.
                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     Peter finally got a third movie made about our
     exploits, as well as becoming a noted television
     personality on the subject of the supernatural. I
     don’t think he’s ever been happier.

124. EXT. OPEN SKY- DAY

An aeroplane flies high above us at a steady pace.

125. INT. AEROPLANE COCKPIT- DAY

OLDER ZEDDEMORE, dressed in a pilot’s uniform, mans the
steering wheel with an expression of serene satisfaction.

                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     Winston continues to travel all over the world as a
     pilot. He achieved global recognition after quite
     accidentally discovering a new island chain in the
     tropics. They’re known as, ‘the Zeddemore Isles.’

126. EXT. FIREHOUSE H.Q.- NIGHT

EST. SHOT of the firehouse.

                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     As for New York City…we like to think that, as Ray
     once said, it’s still in capable hands.

The doors CRASH OPEN!

Out comes a heavily customised, jet black 1995 CADILLAC
FLEETWOOD HEARSE with chrome-trimmed purple tailfins and
neon green and white patterns, giving it an otherworldly
glow. The, ‘No Ghost,’ logo is painted on the sides and a
mass of technological equipment is mounted on the roof,
including revolving emergency lights and a four-sided
digital announcement sign reading, ‘GHOSTBUSTERS,’ with
the address and telephone number -- in short, the NEW
ECTO-1C. It races off to the left and out of sight.

Inside the doorway of the firehouse, SLIMER, OLDER JANINE
and JANINE’S DAUGHTER (14) stand waving to the departing
vehicle.

127. EXT. STREETS OF NEW YORK CITY- NIGHT

The ECTO-1C cruises through the streets of a New York
that is still mostly recognisable, save for a few
aesthetic differences hinting at an advancement in
technology.
Driving the car is an OLDER OSCAR (26) with spectro-
goggles on his forehead. Next to him in the front
passenger’s seat is EGON’S SON (16). In the back are a
DARK-HAIRED CHINESE-AMERICAN YOUTH (22) with stubble and
wearing a woollen cap, and a PUNK GIRL (21) with purple
streaks in her braided, brown hair and a heptagram
pendant around her neck.

                     SPENGLER (V.O.)
     So long as humankind is threatened by forces beyond
     its comprehension, there will always be a need for--

                      NEW GHOSTBUSTERS
     GHOSTBUSTERS!

The, ‘No Ghost,’ hood ornament flies at the screen -- the
cartoon ghost animates, gives us the thumbs-up and winks.
HOLD ON THAT IMAGE for several seconds.
                                                 FADE OUT.

     [B.G.M. ends.]

                          THE END
               This work by fans is dedicated to…

     Dan Akroyd, Harold Ramis and Ivan Reitman for bringing us,
                 “Ghostbusters,” in the first place.

 Messrs Akroyd & Ramis, Bill Murray, Ernie Hudson, Annie Potts, Rick
     Moranis and Wilhelm von Homburg (R.I.P.) for bringing those
                         characters to life.

Lorenzo Music (R.I.P.), Dave Coulier, Frank Welker, Maurice LaMarche,
Arsenio Hall, Buster Jones, Laura Summer, Pat Musick, Rodger Bumpass,
 Rino Romano, Jason Marsden, Alfonso Ribeiro, Tara Strong, Billy West
      and Max von Sydow for giving such memorable voices to those
                              characters.

   The dedicated people who brought us, “The Real Ghostbusters,” and,
“Extreme Ghostbusters,” as well as all musical artists, producers and
  generators of pop culture icons who we have cited herein, including
 Shu Takumi & Capcom for, “Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney,” and Tim and
            Chris Stamper and Rare, Ltd. for, “Battletoads.”

  Garry S. Kaplan & Harry Swerdlove for their original version of,
                        “Back in the Saddle.”

                  Steve Slavkin for, “The Crawler.”

    And, of course, all those who took the time to read our work.

                        You’re all brilliant!

								
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