BROOKE'S THOUGHT : Save time... Save time... Save time...
It's the only thing she has to do... But the task seems quite complicated in front of the three mobsters... And especially in front of Felix, the man with the almost bewitching and impenetrable scar... Lucas' brother. This brother who only came to take revenge for his younger brother's betrayal... Not for a courtesy visit. Brooke knows that, although invisible at first glance, they carry their weapons under their suits...
BROOKE : Gentlemen, unfortunately, at this time, the rooms are not ready yet!
It's especially because she doesn't know where the keys to them are... Since she is obviously not Sister Karen. But pretending to be her, Brooke tries to be as credible as possible in her improvisation as a hotelier Sister.
BROOKE : Where are you coming from like that... I mean, dressed so elegantly? From a wedding, from a funeral!?
Felix barely raises an eyebrow... Then answers her in a tone that is still icy and indecipherable.
FELIX : Neither, Sister. And we come from Corsica, it's been a long road...
Making him understand that he is getting a little impatient and that his indiscretion is not welcome... Brooke smiles.
BROOKE : Oh! The Isle of Beauty... Wow! This now explains your chic and your presence, gentlemen. And you must be hungry after such a long journey, so come with me!
Without turning around, Brooke advances towards the kitchens hoping that they will follow her without flinching... Her heart is beating a thousand miles an hour, she must leave at all costs before the real Sister Karen arrives!
She sighs when she hears their footsteps behind her on the stairs... She opens the door to the dining room for them. Relieved to have kept them away from the entrance, Brooke realizes that she is now alone with them... Isolated in the basement. She tries to moisten her dry mouth, avoiding remembering that they are four merciless killers.
BROOKE : Settle in, I'll go get you something to fill your traveling stomachs! Then, I hope that you will do us the honor of attending our Sunday mass?
FELIX : Perhaps. But we have a lot to do today and I'm afraid that...
Listening only to his hesitation of urgency and the need to do it quickly and well, Brooke dares to cut him off in the middle of his response.
BROOKE : The Community greatly appreciates the spiritual investment of its visitors... Whether he stays for a day or several. It is with generosity and selflessness that we will offer you room and board... Will you have some time for your guests?
Felix remains silent as he observes Brooke attentively. This man is not used to being told what to do... Brooke plays her part despite her fear and maintains his gaze with her eyes that are meant to be playful and innocent...
FELIX : Fine. I suppose we could attend the service. Especially since it will be an opportunity to meet all the religious of your Community, won't it?
Brooke gritted her teeth at his delighted and calculating little air, but she continued to stroke him in the direction of the hair.
BROOKE : Absolutely, my son! Our mass is always an opportunity for a large gathering with the Monks as well. And, if you'll allow me, I could introduce you to our Father Superior, Father Luc.
FELIX : Father Luc... Good. I'd be delighted to meet him.
BROOKE : Magnificent! Well, I'll get you something to eat in the kitchen. Have a seat, I'll be right back!
Felix just nods and gives a sign to his men to sit down.
Meanwhile, Brooke quickens her pace towards the kitchen... She needs to breathe and release some pressure. Once out of sight, she leans against the wall... Her breathing is irregular and her hands are soaked with moisture.
BROOKE'S THOUGHT : Well, I succeeded in my first mission... Keep them away from the reception and Sister Karen... I have to find something to occupy them and be able to slip away... It'll be okay, Brooke... You feed them and you'll take the opportunity to go back up... They won't notice anything.
FELIX : Need help, Sister?
Brooke jumps when she hears his voice... She turns her head, he's right there, in the doorway. Her throat is dry and tight but she knows she mustn't let it show...
BROOKE : I wouldn't mind a little help! Come on, you'll make yourself useful...
She walks over to the huge fruit platter on the wooden table. She motions for him to take it.
BROOKE : Lots of vitamins for a new day offered by our Lord Almighty!
FELIX : I'll bring that to the table but if you have something more substantial... That wouldn't be a bad thing either.
BROOKE : Absolutely! I have some bread and I'll see what we have left in the fridge...
She joins the men seated at the table, only Felix seems interested in the fruit... He tastes a bunch of grapes.
BROOKE : Here! I brought you the best we have this morning... Who says Normandy, says apple pie! We don't have any figs or myrtles around here! And of course, camembert! Very runny and well made... And here is the bread!
And as she prepares to leave them...
FELIX : Will you stay and eat with us, my Sister?
Brooke stops in her tracks... She turns around and wears a more forced smile at seeing her plan thwarted.
BROOKE : I mean I still have to do the dishes.
FELIX : But we haven't started eating yet...
BROOKE : I wasn't talking about yours... But my sisters and I's. We had lunch before sunrise.
Brooke goes back to the kitchen... Disappointed that she didn't manage to go back up to the ground floor. As she's about to make noise to simulate her fake occupation... She thinks about Lucas. She doesn't know if it's because she thought of him, but she has a flash... And she finally knows what to do!
BROOKE'S THOUGHT : The underground passage!
She's already wasted enough time for her taste... And she knows that it connects the two buildings... But she also knows that she's terrified of small spaces, especially when they're dark and dirty...
BROOKE'S THOUGHT : Come on, Brooke! This fear is nothing compared to the fear of losing Lucas! It is absolutely insignificant!
Brooke takes care to be as quiet as possible when she opens the door... She closes it and goes down the steps. The place is like in her memories... Gloomy, cold and chilling. Especially since Lucas is not with her...
BROOKE'S THOUGHT : I remember when Lucas helped me get over my anxieties... It was so easy with him by my side.
She then remembers his low voice that resonated to convince her that she was in no danger.
BROOKE'S THOUGHT : You're right, Lucas. I can do it because I'm safe here and now... Even if you're not with me. I'll find you in a few minutes and for the rest of my days...
Brooke's steps are getting faster and faster and she tries to remember the path she took a few days earlier. She's really not sure of herself but tries to get her bearings thanks to what she imagines on the surface. If her projection is correct, she is below the inner courtyard and the garden... She continues.
Soon, she sees a source of light... She decides to go out there... She'll see where she lands. She runs up the stairs and pokes her head out to see where she is...
BROOKE'S THOUGHT : In front of the Monks building, perfect... I know where to go from here.
With a very fast step, she advances along the building, head down so as not to be recognized. She decides to cut through the cemetery to reach the woods as quickly as possible. Fortunately, no one on the horizon... Just her and the silent graves.
Getting closer to the goal, she starts running to reach the edge of the forest. Soon she sees him and listening only to her heart, she runs out of breath to the door. She enters, completely out of breath but it is not Lucas that she finds in the living room.
BROOKE : Dad!
Her father looks at her, completely stunned and lost to see a nun rushing in.
MR DAVIS : Brooke!? Is it you!?
He brings his glasses closer to his nose as if to try to clarify this more than surprising vision in the middle of the morning.
BROOKE : Yes dad, it's me, it's Brooke! I don't have time to explain you, we have to leave, and fast!
MR DAVIS : Leave!? Where?!
Probably alerted by the volume of Brooke's voice, Lucas leaves the bedroom.
LUCAS : Brooke!? Wow! Now that, I would never have imagined seeing you in this outfit... But I really like it!
But suddenly, he sees her serious and frightened expression... He approaches and his expression changes just as radically.
LUCAS : He's here, isn't he?
Brooke nods quickly, losing her terrified eyes in his.
LUCAS : Did he touch you?!
BROOKE : He didn't do anything to me and I managed to buy some time... But he didn't come alone, Lucas! We have to leave... NOW!
Lucas's gaze is piercing... Brooke senses that he is hesitant to go and settle his account with him now that he is here. But his gaze meets Brooke's again, imploring... She begs him with her eyes and with her whole being. Then Lucas expires... His dark eyes turn to Mr. Davis, he purses his lips...
LUCAS : Mr. Davis, your daughter and I are going to get out of here and fast, but I promise we'll explain... And before you ask, if your daughter stays here, she'll be in grave danger... My brother came here to kill me and he won't hesitate to hurt Brooke to make me suffer. I'm not asking for your opinion or your consent, even if I would prefer to have heard it clearly. But that won't stop me from doing what I have to do to protect her...
Brooke notices that her father is listening to Lucas, attentively... His eyes opening wider and wider. A silence thickens the atmosphere in the room when Lucas finishes... His father looks at him, then turns to her.
MR. DAVIS : I only have one question Brooke. Will this man know how to take care of you, my daughter?
BROOKE : Dad... Lucas is the person I'll be safest with.
In a deep breath of despair at seeing his daughter run for her life, her father replies:
MR DAVIS : Hurry up then, kids! There's no time to lose!
Brooke wants so much to hug him, to thank him... But time is running out. Lucas takes their bags on his shoulders and gives Brooke the signal to go to the hangar. Brooke takes one last look at her father before running...
BROOKE : I love you, Dad! Thank you!
And they run through the trees, Lucas holding Brooke's hand tightly in his.