Zeus: Why you keep calling me Jesús? I look Puerto Rican to you?
John: Guy back there called you Jesús.
Zeus: He didn’t say Jesús. He said, “Hey! Zeus!” My name is Zeus.
John: Zeus?
Zeus: Yeah, Zeus! As in, father of Apollo? Mt. Olympus? Don’t fuck with me or I’ll shove a lightning bolt up your ass? Zeus! You got a problem with that?
John: …No, I don’t have a problem with that.
Great scene.
This brings up so many questions about what a ghost is if not a soul.
Also, [War and Peas]. :)
I was about to say the same thing. Are ghosts implied to be sheets of our skin here?
If ghostbusters taught us anything, it’s that ghosts are made of ectoplasm and sometimes marshmallows. Maybe ectoplasm contains a consciousness like our brain meat. Or maybe marshmallows do. And white ghosts are fun size marshmallow monsters!

