You can say no to him, but he gets this look on his face like ya just kicked him. I just can't do it sometimes.

[Ray's got Venkman wrapped around his finger, and they both know it.]

The hearse is at least on-brand. We technically are transporting the dead... Just that they're in traps, not coffins. Also, it's got modified emergency lights and sirens on the top. Cops used to try to ticket us for 'em, but Ray designed this little laser that vaporizes tickets as soon as they're placed on the windshield. Most cops're too afraid to bother anymore.

[He sounds extremely proud of this. Also, hey, that's a pretty specific thing to recall.]

... Thanks for this, by the way. The calls. I appreciate it.

[They aren't fixing Venkman or stopping him from going crazy, but they are helping, he thinks.]