Toll Booth Willie


 * Toll Booth Willie: Welcome to Worcester. Dollar twenty five, please.
 * Driver #1: Hey, how you doing, Toll Booth Willie?
 * Toll Booth Willie: Good. Thanks for asking, pop.
 * Driver #1: Oh, that's great. You know, considering you're a fucking idiot.
 * Toll Booth Willie: Go fuck yourself, you son of a bitch! I'll come right out of the booth and fucking whack you, you fucking prick!
 * Driver #2: Hey, Willie. How's it going?
 * Toll Booth Willie: Hey, can't complain, pop. How's about you?
 * Driver #2: Oh, great. Great. How much?
 * Toll Booth Willie: The state charges a dollar twenty five, pop.
 * Driver #2: That's fine. Now should I give you the money or should I shove the quarters directly up your fat ass? Hee-hee!
 * Toll Booth Willie: Why, you fucking hard-on! I'll fucking Carlton Fisk your fucking head with a Louisville fucking slugger! What do you think of that, ass-fuck!?
 * Driver #3: Hi, Willie.
 * Toll Booth Willie:
 * Driver #3:
 * Toll Booth Willie: Well, I know my way around New England, I can tell you that much. So, where you headed?
 * Driver #3: Well, I was just wondering exactly which is the best way to drive up your ass? You know if you tell me, I appreciate it, you fucking prick.
 * Toll Booth Willie: You fucking bitch! Fuck you! You forgot to pay the fucking toll, you dirty whore! I'll fucking drop you with a boot to your fucking skull, you cum-guzzling queen!
 * Driver #4:
 * Toll Booth Willie:
 * Driver #4: Here's a dollar twenty five and go fuck yourself.
 * Toll Booth Willie: Yeah, you fucking prick! I hope you choke on a fucking bottle cap, you fucking son of a fuck! Eat shit! Eat my shit!
 * Bishop Nelson: Hello, Willie. Good to see you.
 * Toll Booth Willie:
 * Bishop Nelson: 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 blowjob, you piece of dog shit?
 * Toll Booth Willie: Oh, have another one, you fucking lush! It's not my fault the bartender cut you off last night, you fucking douchebag!
 * Driver #5: Hey!
 * Toll Booth Willie: Well, hey!
 * Driver #5: Yeah, do you want the money or should just I shove the quarters directly up your fat ass?
 * Toll Booth Willie: We-he-hell, I already heard that one, you fucking unoriginal bastard! Go suck a cock, you piece of fucking, repeating shit!
 * Driver #6: Hi.
 * Driver #6: Just so I can have proof for my friends that I met the biggest fucking dipshit with the smallest dick alive. You understand.
 * Toll Booth Willie: Fuck you, you fucking uppity bitch! I'll fucking fuck you and all of your lesbian, fish-eating friends in front of your fucking mothers! You're gonna die, bitch! I'm coming out of the booth! Oooh, my fucking leg!
 * Passenger: Hey, you ran over Toll Booth Willie!
 * Driver #7: Oh, my God! I have always wondered what it would be like to run over a dried up, stinky, dick-licker.
 * Toll Booth Willie: Why, you fucking pricks! I fucking hear every fucking word you're saying! When this fucking leg heals, I'm going to kick you guys new fucking assholes!