Oh, you know, I was kidding about that, but Horatio's not. He's marching a handcuffed Simon around the parking lot and demanding to know where the RV was parked. Simon protests that Horatio doesn't have to be so physical, and Horatio snots, "You don't know what physical is!" Simon leads them to the wide open space, and Horatio states the obvious with, "Well, they're not here, are they?" "You tell me, know-it-all detective!" Simon snaps back. Or not. Fortunately, Horatio and (Y)Elena can follow the trail that the RV's damaged waste tank made.
And they do -- to the ass end of nowhere. It's now dark, and there's a light on the trailer, leading Horatio to growl, "Somebody's home." He, (Y)Elena, and a SWAT team armed with klieg lights sneak up on the RV. They kick open the door after Horatio counts down, "Three...two..." and Horatio screams, "Miami-Dade Police!" as they charge in the trailer. Well, there's nothing in the trailer except a bloody streak and a videotape of Emma -- since this recently escaped felon has time to set up an elaborate trap taunting Horatio, as opposed to getting the hell out of Dodge while the gettin's good. This makes no sense. Cross the state line, go to Mailboxes 'R' Us, and send him the tape along with a postcard from Valdosta. On screen, Stewart directs Emma to wave bye-bye to Horatio, which she does. (Y)Elena announces that they've found something outside. Is it the missing material that would have filled in the plot holes? No, wait -- that would have been visible from space.