I open the next one by sighing. Horatio and Sevilla are in the Diarios Las Americas newsroom, and Horatio's asking, "Any trouble?" Sevilla replies, "Editor gave the usual First Amendment defense." The editor should save his breath; the First Amendment applies to the content printed in the paper, but the ads aren't covered, because those are the products of a contractual business relationship between publisher and advertiser, and that information can be gotten under a whole different set of laws that have nothing to do with the First Amendment. Second, once the paper is printed, it's in the public record, so anyone should be able to look at a copy. Anyway, Sevilla got around the editor because she knew the publisher. Horatio asks if there are any matches to their ad yet, and Sevilla deadpans, "Not unless you want to meet a 300-pound transvestite." Horatio passes on that offer. Before he can inquire about his odds for meeting a scrawny transvestite, his cell phone rings. It's Speedle, whom we see standing on a raft in the middle of the canal, in the dark, telling Horatio, "We came up empty." Horatio is surprised they didn't find a gun. Speedle clarifies -- they found three other guns, but no 9-mms. Horatio's all, "Any chance he could have missed it?" Speedle tells Horatio to hold on while he repeats the question to Delko at the top of his lungs. Delko replies, "It's pretty murky down there. We did a hand-over-hand rigid grid search a hundred yards downstream." Speedle has been holding the phone out so Horatio can hear this directly, but once he's back on the phone with Horatio, he tells Delko, "[Horatio said] throw another rock. What does that mean?" "It means we got a long night ahead of us," Delko replies.

Everyone does, as we see in montage. I have no idea who's playing the music here, so please don't write me to ask. At the twenty-six-minute mark, both Horatio's team and Delko's find what they're looking for -- the classified ad text in toto and the gun, respectively.