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EXT. PARK OUTSIDE THE PRESERVE - LATE AFTERNOON
STILES (20), grumpy and annoyed, sits on the table, legs on the bench. SCOTT (20), carefree and smiling, sits on the bench. They are both observing the scene unfolding in front of them.
THEO (20), stoic, stands to the side, looking at LIAM (18). MASON (18), COREY (18), NOLAN (18), ALEC (18) and Liam are playing frisbee. Liam, curious, casts glances at Theo.
STILES
(after sighing)
I can see what's happening
SCOTT
(looks at Stiles, confused)
What?
STILES
(ignoring Scott)
And they don't have a clue
SCOTT
(still confused)
Who?
STILES
(in a sing-song voice)
They'll fall in love
And here's the bottom line
Our trio's down to two
Scott frowns at him, then follows his line of sight to Theo and Liam. He smiles.
STILES
The sweet caress of twilight
There's magic everywhere
STILES
(dramatically, waving a stick)
And with all this romantic atmosphere
Disaster's in the air
Scott, still smiling, but now with a glint in his eyes, watches the boys and starts singing.
SCOTT
Can you feel the love tonight?
The peace the evening brings
The world for once in perfect harmony
With all its living things
Across the field, Theo watches Liam play, a shadow of conflict crosses his face.
THEO (V.O.)
So many things to tell him
But how to make him see
The truth about my past?
Impossible!
He'd turn away from me
Liam, once again glancing at Theo, curious and a little worried.
LIAM (V.O.)
He's holding back, he's hiding
But what, I can't decide
Why won't he be the man I know he is
The wolf I see inside?
SCOTT
(now actively singing)
Can you feel the love tonight?
The peace the evening brings
The world for once in perfect harmony
With all its living things
LYDIA (20), KIRA (20), MALIA (20) slide out from behind the picnic table, all three looking at the boys. Stiles looks exasperated. Across the field, Mason, Corey, Nolan, Alec stop playing, watching Liam and Theo now.
THE PACK (V.O.)
(except Liam, Theo, Stiles)
Can you feel the love tonight?
You needn't look too far
Stealing through the night's uncertainties
Love is where they are
STILES
(so very, very tired, hugs his stick)
And if he falls in love tonight
It can be assumed
His every days with us are history
In short, our pal is doomed!
Stiles drops the stick. It CLATTERS on the ground.
FADE OUT.
