Confessions of a Prank Loving Tiger Transcript

Scene 1: Socrates prologue
(Socrates stands in front of a black screen, after tearing down the title card.)

Socrates: Oh, hi, there. My name's Socrates. Well, I suppose you want me to tell you some story, right? Which explains why you're here. Uh huh. I knew it. Well, I dunno. I might not be in the mood. And what's more, I'm a very busy tiger. Do we have time for a story? Oh what the heck, sure. Let me see here. What would be a good story to start with? I know! Alright, It all began in March of whatever year it was this happened. My owner had won the lottery and had bought a mansion in whatever the name our town is. The house was HUGE! I even got my own bedroom. The only problem, is that my owner wouldn't share any money with me. Well, naturally, I was shocked and appalled, and... well, he agreed to give me a monthly allowance of two bucks. Oh well, two bucks a month is better than a kick in the head, I suppose. Most of my time was spent in my room, reading comic books and watching Direct TV. Mostly though, I just sat on my bed, twiddling my fingers, and waiting for something to happen. I hate to wait. Most of your active minds do. About a week after I had moved in, I was sleeping on my bed. It appeared that I bored myself awake, because all at once, I was sitting up, rubbing sleep out of my eyes and yawning.