[Egon nods, turning and snatching up his bag. He digs through the pouch before pulling out a PokéBall and tossing it onto the ground. Karl Wilhelm Gottlieb Leopold Fuckel pops out and blinks up at Venkman, somewhat confused. Egon just scoops him up into his arms and begins marching towards the door.]
Come on.
[Fuckel just turns to look at Venkman--and Hollis--helplessly. What's going on?]
I'm sorry for dragging you into this.
[It's hard to tell if he's talking to the Shuckle or to Venkman.]
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Karl Wilhelm Gottlieb Leopold Fuckel pops out and blinks up at Venkman, somewhat confused. Egon just scoops him up into his arms and begins marching towards the door.]
Come on.
[Fuckel just turns to look at Venkman--and Hollis--helplessly. What's going on?]
I'm sorry for dragging you into this.
[It's hard to tell if he's talking to the Shuckle or to Venkman.]