a fan starts to blow, casting strange shadows into the room. one's eyes are attracted to such minute details such as cracks on the wall, flies crawling across it, an old political uncle sam poster which is greatly faded, the hand of a man tapping a pencil on a notebook... meanwhile, we hear the following conversation. PSYCHOLOGIST so let's get this straight, mr. cole... AMOS COLE you can call me amos PSYCHOLOGIST mr. cole, you supposedly had visions of... the apocalypse? AMOS COLE -a- apocalypse. not -the- apocalypse PSYCHOLOGIST -an- apocalpse... hmm, i see... and when will this... apocalypse happen? AMOS COLE soon... soon nixon will return... PSYCHOLOGIST richard? (laughs) and what will happen when nixon comes? AMOS COLE he will bring the antichrist industrial complex with him, for NIXON is the prophet PSYCHOLOGIST very interesting (pause) antichrist industrial complex? mr. cole, what exactly is it? AMOS COLE you know what an industrial complex is, don't you? PSYCHOLOGIST you mean like factories and stuff? AMOS COLE yeah... this one produces the antichrist