Dr. Neil Gordon Quotes in A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors (1987)

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.

Dr. Neil Gordon: What was that nursery rhyme all about?

Nancy Thompson: It was just something that that the kids say to keep the... Boogieman away.

Thompson: Fred Kreuger is dead. You've always had such a hard time understanding that.

Nancy Thompson: You know what he did. He's doing it again.

Dr. Neil Gordon: She's telling the truth, sir.

Thompson: I don't think we've ever met, friend. This doesn't concern you.

Nancy Thompson: I think we can stop him. Stop him for good this time, but we need to know where his bones were hidden.

Thompson: It was good seeing you again, princess. Next time, don't stay away so long.

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!

Sister Mary Helena/Amanda Krueger: [talking to Neil] Only one thing can save the children now. The unquiet spirit must be laid to rest...

Nancy Thompson: [walking up to Neil] Neil? What are you doing up here?

Dr. Neil Gordon: Oh, I was just talking to...

[turns around and Mary Helena is gone]

Nancy Thompson: To who?

Dr. Neil Gordon: [after coming across a gravestone reading "Amanda Krueger Her Name in Christ, Sister Mary Helena"] My God. You were his mother.

Max: Say, listen Doc, I got a new theory about all these suicides. Right?

Dr. Neil Gordon: Don't hold back on us, Max. We need all the help we can get.

Max: It's fucked up chromosomes, man. Think about it. All their parents dropped acid during the sixties.

Dr. Neil Gordon: Well, it beats Simm's theory. She thinks it's nothing but sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll.

Max: Shit. That's what keeps people alive.

Nurse: [to Doctor Gordon and Doctor Simms] Suicide attempt. They just brought her down from County General.

Dr. Neil Gordon: What's her name.

Nurse: Kristen Parker. She was fine until we tried to sedate her!

Dr. Neil Gordon: [to Don Thompson] Hi, I'm Dr. Neil Gordon. There, now we've met!

[Grabs Don against a wall unexpectedly]

Dr. Neil Gordon: Now you listen to me! I don't know if you care whether or not Nancy dies, but I do!

[a silent pause passes between the men]

Dr. Neil Gordon: Now, we're going to go on a little scavenger hunt.

Dr. Neil Gordon: [when getting caught stealing a crucifix] Oh! I'm sorry, but I really need this. Here. Take my driver's license.

Dr. Neil Gordon: 43:52 Nancy has something to say.

Nancy Thompson: I know who's trying to kill you.

Roland Kincaid: Don't humor us. We're not in the mood.

Nancy Thompson: He wears a dirty brown hat. He's horribly burned. He has razors on his right hand.

Taryn: Who is he?

Nancy Thompson: His name is Freddy Krueger. He was a child murderer before he died, and after he died he became something worse. Six years ago, he killed my friends. He almost killed me.

Will Stanton: Why is he after us?

Taryn: Yeah, what did we do?

Nancy Thompson: It's not you. Your parents, my parents, they burned him alive. And now we're paying for their sins. You are the last of the Elm Street children.