[Car approaches]

 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Welcome to Worchester. Dollar twenty-five please."
 [M1:] "Hey, how ya doin' Toll Booth Willie?"
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Good! Thanks fer askin, pop!"
 [M1:] "Aww, that's great, you know, considering yer a fuckin' idiot!"
 [Pays toll and drives off]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Go fuck yourself you son of a bitch! 
 I'll come right outta the booth and fuckin' whack ya, you fuckin' prick!"

 [Another car approaches]
 [M2:] "Hey, hey, Willie! how's it going?"
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Hey, can't complain, pop. how's 'bout you?"
 [M2:] "Oh, great, great. How much?"
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "The state charges a dollar twenty-five, pop."
 [M2:] "That's fine. Now should I give you the money, 
 or should I shove the quarters directly up your fat ass!?"
 [Pays toll and drives off]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Why you fuckin' hard on! 
 I'll fucking Carlton Fisk yer fuckin' head with a Louise-ville fuckin' slugger! 
 Whadya think of that ass fuck!?"

 [Another car approaches]
 [F1:] "Hi Willie."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Oh, nice to see ya M'am. Not a bad day, huh?"
 [F1:] "Well, I'm a little lost. Could you help me out? 
 I hear your the best with directions."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Well I know my way around New England. 
 I can tell ya that much. So where ya headed?"
 [F1:] "Well, I was just wondering exactly which is the best way 
 to drive up your ass. You know, if you'd tell me, 
 I'd appreciate it, you fuckin' prick."
 [Drives off]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "You fuckin' bitch! Fuck you! 
 You forgot to pay the fuckin' toll you dirty whore! 
 I'll fuckin' drop you with a boot to the fuckin' skull you cum guzzling queen!"

 [Another car approaches]
 [M3:] "Hey Willie."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Hey, how are ya?"
 [M3:] "Here's a dollar twenty-five, and go fuck yourself."
 [Pays toll and drives off]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Dah, you fuckin' prick! 
 I hope you choke on a fuckin' bottle cap, ya fuckin' son of a fuck! 
 Eat shit! Eat my shit!"

 [Another car approaches]
 [Bishop Nelson:] "Hello Willie. Good to see you."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Ahhh, Bishop Nelson. Nice to see ya. 
 That was quite a sermon you had the other day."
 [Bishop Nelson:] "Hey, well I do my best."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Dollar twenty-five, Bishop."
 [Bishop Nelson:] "Dollar twenty-five, 
 Willie. Isn't that the same price your mother charges for a blow job, 
 you piece of dog shit!?"
 [Pays toll and drives off]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Ohhh! Have another one, you fuckin' lush! 
 It's not my fault the bartender cut ya off last night ya fuckin' douche bag!"

 [Another car approaches]
 [M5:] "Hey!"
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Well hey!"
 [M5:] "Yeah, do you want the money, 
 or should I just shove the quarters directly up your fat ass!?"
 [Pays toll and drives off]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Well, I already heard that one you fuckin' unoriginal bastard! 
 Go suck a corn you fuckin' piece of repeatin' shit!"

 [Another car approaches]
 [F2:] "Hi."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Oh, hi. How are ya?"
 [F2:] "Fine, thank you. How much is the toll please?"
 [Toll Booth Willie:]"For you sweetheart, it's a dollar twenty-five."
 [F2:] "Here ya go."
 [Pays toll]
 [F2:] "Thank you."
 [Begins to drive off]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Hey! Hey! Honey! Would you like a receipt with that?"
 [F2:] "Oh, I almost forgot. Thank you so much."
 [Toll Booth Willie scribbling a receipt for her]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "And here ya are."
 [F2:] "Umm, do you think you could sign it?"
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Oh, uh.. sign it?"
 [F2:] "Yeah, sign Toll Booth Willie was here."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Ok, sure. Uhh, by the way, what is this for?"
 [Signing receipt]
 [F2:] "Just so I could have proof for my friends that 
 I met the biggest fuckin' dip shit with the smallest dick alive. 
 You understand."
 [Drives off]
 [Crumples up paper]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Fuck you, you fuckin' upity bitch! 
 I'll fuckin' fuck you and all your lesbian fish-eating friends in front 
 of your fuckin' mothers! You're gonna die, bitch! I'm comin' outta the booth!" 
 [Opens the door and runs out of the booth]

 [Car screeches and hits him]
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Ooooh! My fuckin' leg!"
 [M6:] "Hey! You ran over Toll Booth Willie!"
 [M7:] "Oh my God! I was always wondering what it would be like to run over a
 dried up stinky dick licker."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Why you fuckin' pricks. 
 I fuckin' hear every fuckin' word yer saying! 
 When this fuckin' leg heals, 
 I'm gonna kick you guys new fuckin' assholes!

 [Everyone cussing eachother out]