Cue Speedle coming in to show Horatio something; the Grief Whisperer departs, leaving Carson to contemplate how unfair it is that he got buzzed when those guys in Weekend at Bernie's never had to pay. Anyway, Speedle's showing him a new database they've rigged up where they've munged all the data from assorted sexual assault and murder cases on the beach, and come up with three other cases -- Daytona Beach, Panama City, Key West -- in addition to Miami. As we see assorted shots of broken-necked women, Horatio notes, "All spring break destinations where the girls are most vulnerable." Speedle replies, "This guy's calculating." Horatio notes, "And he has plenty of opportunities because we've got two weeks left to go." This makes very little sense, as it's not established whether the deaths took place over this spring break, or over the past three. And if it were this spring break, then wouldn't the nature of the deaths have made it into the newspaper, or wouldn't other police departments have put out a warning for this guy? Anyway, Horatio gets off the cell phone and tells Speedle that they've got another victim -- only this one's alive.
Hey, what do you know? The victim was attending the Matraca Tequila party! I bet Ted the Marketing Weasel is on his knees in the distance, bellowing to the heavens, "How have I wronged you? I just wanted to sell bad tequila!" Horatio heads on over to the victim and says, "Amy? I'm Horatio Caine. I'm with the crime lab. You all right?" Amy's petulant, sobby, "NO!" is unintentionally hilarious. Horatio asks, "What happened?" Amy tells him, "I was with all my friends at this tequila party up by the hotel, and I guess I did too many shots, 'cause I felt like I was going to heave. I walked on the beach and I must have passed out." Horatio asks what happened after that, and Amy replies, "I thought I was dreaming of sharks. I opened my eyes, and this guy is biting me. So I yelled my damn head off and kicked him as hard as I could, and I must've connected, because he left." Amy couldn't get a good look at him, because it was dark and she was still pretty drunk.