Bertie doesnt need you to like him. He doesnt care. Hes done some terrible things and his attempts to remedy them have come to no good either.
Maybe its the journalist in him, but he needs someone to listen. To his story, as an ex-tabloid hack who made a living doing whatever was necessary, whatever the cost. But things have gone badly wrong and now it's time to bring his skeletons out of the closet. How can so much have been done with so few consequences? And how can the telling of truth be so infinitely more dangerous than the telling of lies? Might his one attempt to be a good person end in him losing everything dear to him. Will you laugh with him - or at least at him - for a moment; Bertie needs someone to understand.