Bertie: You know, I like driving bus. Get to put whatever I want on the dash. Keeps the darkness away. You know? I also, uh I paint.
Winston: You paint? [stares at painting]
Bertie: It's a boat.
Winston: Oh, I can see it's a boat.
Bertie: All right, well, uh I better take my stomach medicine. I got to get up at 3:30.
Nick: Is that A.M.?
Bertie: I drive a bus.
Winston: Will you eat your damn sandwich, Nick.
Nick: I don't like it.
Bertie: What about you, Winston? Do you like it?
Winston: I'm not gonna lie to you, Bertie. Sometimes it was a little hard to chew.
Bertie: Well... You can suck on it to make it soft.
Nick: [chokes]