There's some blah-de-blah between Horatio and Calleigh about the soundproofing, the upshot of which is that Quentin put in the bad stuff on purpose, possibly for insurance fraud reasons.
Delko stops by the DNA lab and finds out that the blood from Speedle's shirt matches the blood from Ben (sigh) Browder's "sample" taken from the clinic, so that clinches the "whoever stabbed the bartender with a broken bottle sustained cuts his own bad self" theory. Delko then runs out to tell Horatio, and offers the resident Angel of Vengeance an audience with Ben (sigh) Browder, but Horatio suggests that Delko should be the one to take down his little friend. Or, as Horatio puts it: "You've gained his trust -- now use it."
Cut to Ben (sigh) Browder going into the righteous snit so familiar to those of us who watched Farscape: "Kill someone? I saved lives in there!" Yeah, well, that doesn't count for anything if you started the fire. Ben gets a little more worked up, and then the rest of the scene unfolds predictably: the CSIs accurately speculate as to how and why Ben (sigh) Browder set the fire and killed his witness; then Delko busts his chops for being too dumb to realize that it's hard to set easily controlled fires. You know, when Delko is ragging you for being a tool, you've hit rock bottom. Then there's a pathetic plea on Ben (sigh) Browder's part about how all he wants to do is be a fireman. And then the scene is over. L-A-M-E, lame.
And now that Ben (sigh) Browder has exited the episode, I see no reason for me to continue recapping. Except for that contract I signed. Damn!
Delko goes to donate blood in memory of his aborted one-night stand. Well, that's it. This must be the end of the episode, since there's no need for Horatio to have the last word.
Oh, wait, what am I saying? All episodes end with Horatio. This time, he pulls up to the club, where an impromptu shrine has already been erected so grieving people have some place to stop and publicly mourn. Horatio does a quick brood, then heads in to talk to Quentin. He tells the man, "We've able to prove that the fire was set intentionally. Your bouncer, Ben (sigh) Browder, will be held responsible." Quentin stupidly says, "So you were wrong about me," which is Horatio's cue to point out that no, he was not. He points out the doctored soundproofing and mentions how Quentin was going to defraud his insurance company. Cut to the conveniently-present insurance agent reading the boilerplate legal disclaimer out loud, which tells us all that Quentin will be not be collecting on his policy. Horatio's all, "So you will never, ever get insurance again, and you will never open another club." Well, that just gives Quentin more free time to concentrate on the call-girl business. It just goes to show -- for every door that burns down, a window full of Florida call girls opens, 'cause it's not like he needs insurance to run that business. After a few more threats to Quentin to stay on the right side of the law, Tripp points out that there are currently 67 wrongful death lawsuits against him. Horatio adds, "I know at least one judge that would love to be there for that." What, so he can recuse himself from the case on account of the call girl he procured from Quentin, however directly or indirectly? Or does Horatio not have a problem with a fixed court system so long as it's fixed in his favor? Tool.