INT. COURTROOM - WITNESS STAND - NEXT DAY
The JUDGE, a rather sour-looking jurist of the old school, calls the court to order.
|I want to make one thing very clear before we go any further. The law does not recognize the existence of ghosts, and I don't believe in them either, so I don't want to hear a lot of malarkey about goblins and spooks and demons. We're going to stick to the facts in this case and save the ghost stories for the kiddies. Understood?|
Stantz leans over and whispers to Spengler.
|Seems like a pretty open-minded guy, huh?|
|His nickname is "The Hammer."|
Stantz and Spengler are seated with their attorney LOUIS TULLY, lawyer, CPA and former demonic possession victim. Louis is desperately paging through a mountain of legal textbooks.
|I think you're making a big mistake here, fellas. I do mostly tax law and some probate stuff occasionally. I got my law degree at night school.|
|That's all right. We got arrested at night.|
Venkman is talking to Dana at the wooden rail in front of the gallery.
|I wish I could stay. I feel personally responsible for you being here.|
|You are personally responsible. If I can get conjugal rights, will you visit me at Sing Sing?|
|Please don't say that. You won't go to prison.|
|Don't worry about me. I'm like a cat.|
|You mean you cough up hairballs all over the rug?|
|I'm El Gato. I always land on my feet.|
She gives him a quick, unexpected kiss and exits. Venkman savors it for a moment then goes back to the defense table.
Jack Hardemeyer, the mayor's principal aide, is goading the PROSECUTOR, a very sober, humorless woman in her late thirties.
|How are you doing, hon? Just put these guys away fast and make sure they go away for a long, long time.|
|It shouldn't be hard with this list of charges.|
|Good. Very good. The mayor and future governor won't forget this.|
He smiles conspiratorially and makes a point of passing the defense table on his way out of the courtroom.
Spengler joins in on the conversation in one version of this scene.