[Car Toll Willie: "Welcome to Worchester. Dollar twenty-five please." M1: "Hey, how ya doin' Booth Willie?" Toll Willie: "Good! Thanks fer askin, pop!" M1: "Aww, that's great, you know, considering yer a idiot!" toll and drives off] Toll Booth Willie: "Go fuck yourself you son of a bitch! I'll right outta the and fuckin' whack ya, you fuckin' prick!" [Another car M2: "Hey, hey, Willie! it going?" Toll Booth "Hey, can't complain, pop. Hows 'bout you?" M2: "Oh, great, great. How much?" Toll Willie: "The state charges a dollar twenty-five, pop." M2: "That's fine. Now should I give you the money, or I shove the directly up your fat ass!?" [Pays and drives off] Booth Willie: "Why you fuckin' hard on! I'll fucking Carlton Fisk yer fuckin' head a Louise-ville fuckin' slugger! Whadya think of ass fuck!?" [Another car F1: "Hi Willie." Toll Willie: "Oh, nice to see ya M'am. Not a bad day, huh?" F1: "Well, I'm a little lost. Could you help me I hear your the with directions." Toll Booth Willie: "Well I know my way around New England. I can ya that much. So ya headed?" F1: "Well, I was just wondering exactly which is the way to drive up ass. You know, if you'd tell me, I'd appreciate it, you fuckin' prick." [Drives Toll Booth Willie: "You fuckin' bitch! Fuck you! You to pay the fuckin' toll you dirty whore! I'll drop you with a boot to the fuckin' skull you cum queen!" car approaches] M3: "Hey Willie." Toll Booth "Hey, how are ya?" M3: "Here's a dollar twenty-five, and go yourself." [Pays toll and off] Toll Willie: "Dah, you fuckin' prick! I hope you choke on a bottle cap, ya fuckin' son of a fuck! Eat shit! Eat my shit!" [Another car Bishop "Hello Willie. Good to see you." Toll Booth Willie: "Ahhh, Bishop Nelson. to see ya. That was quite a you had the other day." Bishop Nelson: "Hey, I do my best." Booth Willie: "Dollar twenty-five, Bishop." Bishop Nelson: "Dollar twenty-five, Willie. Isn't that the price mother charges for a blow job, you piece of dog shit!?" [Pays toll and drives Toll Booth Willie: "Ohhh! Have another one, you lush! It's not my fault the bartender cut ya off last ya fuckin' douche bag!" car approaches] M5: "Hey!" Toll Willie: "Well hey!" M5: "Yeah, do you want the money, or should I just the quarters up your fat ass!?" [Pays toll and drives Toll Booth "Well, I already heard that one you fuckin' bastard! Go suck a corn you fuckin' piece of shit!" car approaches] F2: "Hi." Toll Willie: "Oh, hi. How are ya?" F2: "Fine, thank you. How much is the please?" Toll Booth "For you sweetheart, it's a dollar twenty-five." F2: "Here ya go." [Pays F2: "Thank you." [Begins to drive Toll Booth Willie: "Hey! Hey! Honey! Would you like a with that?" F2: "Oh, I forgot. Thank you so much." Booth Willie scribbling a receipt for her] Toll Willie: "And here ya are." F2: "Umm, do you you could sign it?" Toll Booth "Oh, uh.. sign it?" F2: "Yeah, Toll Booth Willie was here." Toll Booth "Ok, sure. Uhh, by the way, what is this for?" receipt] F2: "Just so I have proof for my friends that I met the biggest fuckin' dip with the smallest dick alive. You understand." [Drives up paper] Toll Booth Willie: "Fuck you, you fuckin' upity bitch! I'll fuck you and all your lesbian fish-eating in front of your fuckin' mothers! You're gonna die, bitch! I'm outta the booth!" [Opens the door and runs out of the [Car screeches and him] Toll Booth "Ooooh! My fuckin' leg!" M6: "Hey! You ran Toll Booth Willie!" M7: "Oh my God! I was always wondering it would be like to run over a up stinky dick licker." Booth Willie: "Why you fuckin' pricks. I fuckin' hear every fuckin' yer saying! When this leg heals, I'm gonna kick you guys new fuckin' assholes! [Everyone cussing out]