Winston: So, Bertie, have you always been a bus driver?
Bertie: I used to manage a shoe store. Then I, uh, quit, had a few dark years. Sold Christian T-shirts for a while.
Winston: Okay.
Bertie: Got my tubes tied. Not cheap.
Nick: This is a real honest conversation.
Winston: Shut up, Nick.
Bertie: Pulled myself out of that personal hell, and voila. You know, I like driving bus. Get to put whatever I want on the dash. Keeps the darkness away. You know?