As A Catholic

The fellow waiting at the bus stop and carrying a bedroll was big - he looked a little bit like an aging Kid Rock:

K.R.: Sir, perhaps you could help me with my problem. I'm a Catholic and I need $2.00 to get across town. Please help me out, if you would. I implore you, as a Catholic.
Marc: Well, I'm not a Catholic, but I'll give you a dollar.
K.R.: Well, that gets me halfway there.