This show has been edging away from it's early greatness ever since Francie became a "double". I thought it "jumped the shark" then; but seemed to find it's direction again somewhat. The problem became more apparent with the whole obsession with the Rimbaldi storyline. It reminds me of the X-Files alien obsession that took that show to it's grave. Now this finale is so asinine that it appears the writers did an Evel Knievel jump over the world's longest line of sharks. It has nothing to do with the whole Vaughn/Bristow romance either. Besides, Lena Olin is hotter anyway.