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A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors (1987)
Dr. Elizabeth Simms: I'm not going to take any more of this. How much longer are you going to go on blaming your dreams for your own weaknesses?
Roland Kincaid: Lady, how much longer you gonna keep blowin' smoke up our ass?
Dr. Neil Gordon: That's enough, Kincaid!
Simms: There will be no repeat occurrences of last night's events. From now on your doors will be locked during sleeping hours. We'll start a policy of evening sedation for everybody.
Kincaid: [Jumping out of his seat] The fuck you will! Anybody tries drugs on me gets his ass kicked!
Simms: Well, you just bought yourself a night in the quite room, Mister. Now sit down!
Kincaid: Fuck you! You sit down!

William 'Will' Stanton: I'm in.
Taryn White: Me, too.
Roland Kincaid: Let's go kick the motherfucker's ass all over dreamland.

Roland Kincaid: Let's snuff the sucka.

Roland Kincaid: Ain't gonna dream no more, no more. Ain't gonna dream no more. All night long I sing this song. Ain't gonna dream no more.

Roland Kincaid: Phillip, wake up... Have a nice stroll, asshole.

Max: This lump over here... This is Kincaid. Now I want you to take a good look. See, he gets himself thrown in the quite room so often that you probably won't see a whole lot of him. Ain't that right, "Cool Breeze"?
Kincaid: Right. I do it so I don't have to look at your ugly face all the time.
Max: Yeah, I love you too.

Roland Kincaid: [about Phillip] He wasn't strong enough, so he got wasted. That's all.
Taryn: That's all? Is that what you think?
Roland Kincaid: He couldn't hack it, so he got nailed. Period.
Taryn: Oh, yeah. Big, tough bad-ass. How much long are you gonna last?
Roland Kincaid: I'm gonna last longer than any of you.

Kristen Parker: Well just go ahead and fight. 'Cause that what he wants.
Will Stanton: Who?
Jennifer Caulfield: Who do you think? What does he want?
Kristen Parker: To turn us against each other other so we'll be be weak. Easy pray.
Roland Kincaid: Horseshit.
Nancy Thompson: No, she's right.

Phillip Anderson: Can I interject something just to save us all some time?
Dr. Neil Gordon: Sure, Phillip. Go ahead.
Phillip Anderson: Well, according to our kind hosts, our dreams are a group psychosis. Sort of a mellow mass hysteria. The fact that we all dreamt about this guy before we ever met doesn't impress anybody. So we go in circles making minimal progress with maximum effort.
Dr. Elizabeth Simms: You won't make any progress until you recognize your dreams for what they are.
Nancy Thompson: And what are they?
Dr. Elizabeth Simms: The by-products of guilt. Psychological scars stemming from moral conflicts and overt sexuality.
Roland Kincaid: Oh, great. Now it's my dick that's killing me.

Jennifer Caulfield: I'm Jennifer Caulfield, and as soon as I get out of here, I'm going to Los Angeles to be an actress. I'm going to be on TV.
Roland Kincaid: Yeah. Lifestyle of the Rich and Psychotic.
Jennifer Caulfield: Screw you.

[as Joey screams destroying Freddy's Hall of Mirrors to save the others]
Joey: Wow. Did I say that?
Roland Kincaid: You found your dream power man.
Kristen Parker: You saved us, Joey.
Roland Kincaid: [picks up Joey] You blew him away!

Roland Kincaid: Yo, Freddy! Where you hiding at, you burnt-faced pussy?
Nancy Thompson: Hey! We should, find the others first.
Roland Kincaid: You think you're hot shit with the little mute kid, don't ya? Well let me see you come get a piece of me! Krueger! Pussy! Yeah, I knew he was a little chicken.
[Door appears behind them]
Roland Kincaid: Shit.
Nancy Thompson: It's a door.
Roland Kincaid: But, it doesn't go anywhere.
Kristen Parker: Yes, it does.
Nancy Thompson: This is it. Are you ready?
Roland Kincaid: Let's snuff, the sucka!


A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master (1988)
Roland Kincaid: Kristen! Freddy's back! Freddy's back! Freddy's back!
[Freddy stabs Kincaid in the stomach]
Roland Kincaid: I'll see you in hell.
Freddy Krueger: Tell 'em Freddy sent ya.
[Jams knives further and cackling]
Freddy Krueger: One down, two to go.
[Jams knives further again]
Roland Kincaid: [In the real world: Gasps and dies while, Freddy laughs maniacally]

Roland Kincaid: [to Kristen] Here comes your boyfriend. Can he give you a good night's sleep?
Rick Johnson: [to Kincaid and Joey] We don't kiss and tell. How about you guys?

Roland Kincaid: Listen, little sister, you got this freako talent to bring folds into your dream, but we don't need it anymore. Time to start living like regular people.
Joey Crusel: Yeah. Let it rest. Did it ever occur to you that if you keep going in, you might stir him up again? Look, we'll help you. We all have better things to dream about.
Roland Kincaid: [slaps Joey a high five] You got that right. Signed and sealed.
Kristen Parker: [shows the bite from Kincaid's dog] Then what about this?
Roland Kincaid: That don't mean dick. My dog is like me. Drag him into your crazy dream, and he gets wild.

Roland Kincaid: This ain't my dreamland. Kristen! If you're here, I'm gonna pound your ass!

Roland Kincaid: [knocks over cars on Freddy] Take that, motherfucker!

Roland Kincaid: Aw shit, Kristen! Not again!