The internal/external conflict is played out as the vehicle spits stasis and motion, never fluid and as inefficient to speed as the goal is to reform. here the Flintsonian meets the draconian. The vehicle creaks and groans, tenuous In its function, precarious in its solidity. A radio-microphone amplifies its straining, crunching movement and the sounds resonate through gaol cells into molecular cells, bouncing against walls and through bodies. The wheels are removed and the machine metamorphoses into a somnambulistic chair. Wicks autistically rocks in the corner. Finally the internal provides the only line of flight.