Thorne: Scaredy Cat Page #2

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that this guy wasn't weeping buckets

when he killed Karal Turay.

So I guess it's a coincidence.

Methods are way different.

No. No.

Both cases, you have the same

impotent desire, the same end.

You can't f*** her, so you kill her.

It's different. Ruth's is some perv.

Karal... That's personal, vicious.

Probably someone from her background

What about St Pancras? They were

both there, along with 30,000 others

Look, it's not enough. All that

connects these two is bad luck.

170 murders a year in London,

Say half are women - 85.

Say a quarter of them are strangled

and say 70% are below the age of 30.

That's 15 women.

Add St Pancras, no sexual assault,

and killed within two hours...

Thinking, are you, Tom? Or have you

outsourced that these days?

What do you think, sir?

Coincidence or connected?

It's not a coincidence

if there's a pattern.

"You were at the train

station, weren't you, Charlie?"

"Why did you go up the escalator?"

He's completely shut down.

"Was it because you like trains?"

"Do you like these trains, Charlie?"

I've gone through the unsolved

murders and attempted murders

in Greater London

in the last three years.

There were four killings on one day

in August in Southwark and Lewisham

but as far as I can see, two of them

were gang-related stabbings,

one was a hit-and-run, the other was

an armed robbery on an off-licence.

Double-check those stabbings. I've

triple-checked it. Keep looking.

Tom, he's asking for you.

You alright, Charlie?

How's everything at the foster home?

Where's Mummy?

Um...

Oh, you're thinking?

Sorry, I thought

you were planning on jumping.

What are you still doing here?

I'm not paying overtime. Hm.

I'm going out to forget about

Charlie and his mum tonight

so I can come back tomorrow

and think about them again.

What about you?

I'll see you tomorrow.

I heard you were difficult.

# Went out one night

for to make a little round

# I met my little Sadie

and I shot her down

# Went back home and I got into bed,

.44 pistol under my head

# Wake up next morning

'bout half past nine

# The hacks and the buggies

all standing in line

# The gents and the gamblers

standing all around

# Taking little Sadie

to her burying ground

# Then I begin to think

of what a deed I'd done

# I grabbed my hat and away I run

# I made a good run

but a little too slow

# They overtook me in Jericho

# I was standing on a corner

reading a bill

# When up stepped the sheriff

from Thomasville

# He says, "Young man,

ain't your name Brown?"

# "Remember the night

you shot Sadie down?"

# That judge and jury

that took their stand

# The judge had the papers

in his right hand

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