Just because I shot him does not mean I trust you.
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
11.5s
No, it's a push. Boy, 50-50 shot. You missed that. At least you found the handle. Boy, he's still a scared little bitch. You know, you're still an asshole. Yeah, well, you're still shorter than my cat.
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
18.2s
You know, I mean, Robbie Wheirdicht and Calvin "The Golden Jet" Joyner in my office. Who would've thunk it? Not me. This is great, huh? Talk about caterpillar to the butterfly... What is this? P90X? More like "P1,000,000X," huh? Congratulations.
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
2s
- Come on, come on. - Okay.
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
4.5s
Come on, what are you waiting for? I'm waiting for this thing to work! It's not working!
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
5.1s
Here's the thing. I have no idea who is the real Black Badger.
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
1.4s
(SIGHS)
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
34.1s
Come here, Jet. That was a trachea. (G ROANS) Great distraction, man! Sorry I had to shoot you, Jet. It was the only way I could save your life. But when you shot me to get Phil to confess that he was The Black Badger, that was some next-level-type shit! Yeah, no. I'm glad you see it the way I saw it. That was my plan the whole time. So... You are a natural for this line of work. I mean, you're smart, you got the skill set, you're a people person and you already got a dope-ass code name, "The Golden Jet!" What? But in the meantime, we gotta get those encryption codes over to Harris right away or we're gonna be late. What are you talking about? Late for what?
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
3.7s
"Kiss the ring a bit"? Hey, you play your chessboard however you like, okay?
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
6.8s
I can't. I'm taking my wife to lunch today, so... All right. Bummer for you. (SINGING)
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
1.2s
(GROANS)
Ghostbusters: Afterlife
44.3s
Hey, I need a plane. Sir, you cannot be in here. This is a private airfield. I understand that but I have an organ in this cooler right now that needs to get transported ASAP. Really? Because my sister-in-law had a heart transplant last year and they did not bring it in a Playmate lunch cooler. I hate to break it to you, but this is not a... - This is not a heart. -It's not a heart? No, it's not. What is it then? - It's a dick. - Okay. I am made of questions right now. Well, you don't have to ask. Last night, lady got into it with a man. She ended up cutting his pecker off. She left with it, got in a car, drove, got on 95, threw it out the window.