In These Stones Horizons Sing

Cardiff. 2009. Just fucking great.

And word of advice, Captain. Don't try to touch my gun again.

[Dr. Harper] Thank you for helping my sister.

I've been brought through a rift in space and time and picked up by the ghostbusters. And people call me crazy.

And, more importantly, my money is not in my account. Why isn't my money in my account? That was my money. I like my money. It's mine. I'm very unsettled. In an angry way.

A break from Miami is nice, but I don't think I would have chosen Cardiff as my must visit vacation spot. Couldn't I have gone somewhere with better shopping or something?

[Filtered from kiddies eyes]

Hey Bonesy, baby.. you ever want to do that little thing you did to me with your tongue again? You can do that anytime you want. Hell, I'd do that shit in public.

Though next time, you can buy the coffee in the morning.

I am getting really sick of rifts in time and space. And I am less amused by people who treat this like it's an everyday occurrence. If you're so used to picking people up, you should be able to send them back.

I demand to be returned to my own time stream immediately! I was in the middle of something very important.