The Big Show 
A Play 
by 
Joseph R. 
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CHARACTERS: Lil-boxer the 5.0 Mustang, Male, 60 car-years old 
Lobo the Black van, Male, 100 car-years old 
SETTING: The Big Towing Service. In the very back of the building. It is 
very dark and wet because of a leak in the roof. It is very cold. It smells of 
old oil and mildew. There are almost 100 other cars. There is a big black 
gate in the way of them getting out. 
TIME: It is four in the morning when every-car is asleep. 
AT RISE: Lil-boxer and Lobo are at the back of The Big Towing Service 
Building. They have been talking about their dreams for a longtime now. 

LIL-BOXER 

Man, first thing first, we gotta get outta here! 
LOBO 

How are we going to leave, if we’re not on the same page as each other? 
LIL-BOXER 

What do you mean? You’re going to do what I told you to do, right? 
LOBO 

What is that? 
LIL-BOXER 

You’re going to charge my battery, right? An’ you’re going to the race, right? 
LOBO 

Nah, I didn’t agree to that! I’m telling you that you might get hurt. I don’t want you to get hurt! You’re still young and I’m not going to give you a 
battery charge. You’re going to kill my gas. 
.
 
LIL-BOXER 
Who are you to tell me what to do? You sure didn’t care when you came in and out of my life. So, why do you care so much now? I’m gonna go point blank. If I don’t go then you won’t go to your car show. 
LOBO 
I’m going to put it like this: I’m your dad. I say what goes. So come on an’ give me gas. Your head is too big right now! 
LIL-BOXER 

You must be getting me mess up with one of your friends. You don’t run anything but that big mouth of yours. Always wanna show off! 
LOBO 

There you go, talking your mouth off just like your mom used to do. Man, you must get that from her. Look son, I’m your dad, respect that! I’m sick of hearing all these lady feelings. That why I like your brother, City, more. I don’t ever hear him mouth off about anything. 
LIL-BOXER 
How can you say that? Mom is dead. An’ all you have to say about her is her mouth? How low can you get? You like my brother so much because he jumps when you want him to jump. You’re mad because I don’t do that. 
LOBO 

Well, it’s true. You want me to give you how I feel. Don’t ask me if you aren’t ready for it. 
LIL-BOXER 

You know what? Thank you for telling me that. You really don’t care about me. I knew that the whole time. Yeah, you may be my dad but I rather not have a dad. 
LOBO 

Well, you have one. So deal with it! I’m tired of hearing these lady feelings. 
LIL-BOXER 

Well, we can deal with these feelings later. Right now, we have a problem. We need to get out of here! So what we going to do? You have all the 
answers. 
.
LOBO 
I know how we are going to get out. Me an’ some other cars made a hole in the gate. I have City covering it. 
LIL-BOXER 

That take care of that plan. So how we going to take care or our problem? 
LOBO 

Look, son, I really don’t want you to go to the car race but you’re old enough to make your own decisions. I care about you boy. 
LIL-BOXER 

Okay, thank you, dad. But we gotta get going! We don’t have time to sit here anymore. The car race starts in an hour. If I don’t make it there I will lose the race, the money, and my respect. 
LOBO 

Okay, so we agreed upon I’m gonna charge your battery and you gonna give me gas? 
LIL-BOXER 

Yes! But don’t worry about running out of gas to get to the car show. I will try to get you more gas. 
LOBO 

If I don’t get enough gas to get to the car show, I’ll lose my respect. I’ll just be someone that doesn’t win anything. 
LIL-BOXER 

Okay, so this is how we should do it. You run with me down to the car race. I’ll race and then I’ll ask my friends to get us more gas. 
LOBO 

What if I don’t have enough gas to get there? 
LIL-BOXER 

Don’t worry, it’s just down the street. Try to get every inch out of your gas. 
LOBO 

Okay, I’ll charge your battery. (Lil-boxer starts turning over his engine.) 
LIL-BOXER 

ERRRRRCH! ERRRRRCH! ERRRRRCH! (Then) BVROOOOHM! OHM! OHM! OHM!MMMMM! 
LOBO 
Hurry up! Hurry up! I’m running out of gas. (Lil-boxer gives Lobo gas through a hose connected to both their gas tanks.) 
LOBO 
Alright, City. Now you move! City moves away from the hole in the black gate. Lil-boxer goes racing out. 
LIL-BOXER 
C’mon, Lobo! (Lobo comes racing out through the black gate.)
 
LOBO 
Slow down, Lil-boxer! (Lil-boxer slows down)
LIL-BOXER 
Hurry up! Hurry up! I only got twenty minutes left. 
LOBO 

Alright! Alright! 
They are nearly at the race track. (Lobo the Black Van starts jerking.) 
LOBO 
I’m running out o’ gas! I’m running out o’ gas! 
.
 
LIL-BOXER 

We’re almost there! 
(Lobo starts shuddering) 
LOBO 

BRRR! BRRR! BRRR! BD! BD! BD! BHM! I ran out o’ gas! 
LIL-BOXER 

I don’t wanna feel like I let you down, like I didn’t keep up my part of the deal. But I’ll come back after the race. 
LOBO 

Oh, man. What if I get caught up? 
LIL-BOXER 

I can’t deal with that right now. I gotta get to the race! 
LOBO 

What the heck! There you go caring about yourself! 
LIL-BOXER 
Well, I’m sorry! I’ve gotta do this. This is how it feels when you leave me for your friends! 
(Lil-boxer, just drives off.) 
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