Surface"I thought it was gonna kill me. I really did." Are you referring to the talking monkey girl, or this episode in general? 'Cause if it's the latter, well then, Crazy-Eyed Rich, I'm right there with you. What the hell is going on? We've got two, count 'em, two episodes left to get all this business wrapped up before the "finale" (be it season or series), and we're choosing now to introduce the idea that creepy Agent Lee is actually an ageless genetic-engineering pioneer? What? No, really.

What? And to top it all off, he's gonna have my girl Martha Plimpton whacked? But she just got here! With her geeky little outfits and delightfully spunky haircut and the having of actual answers! Now I'm never gonna get the chance to thank her for drugging Dr. Laura and leaving her to wake up in a ditch like she'd just fallen out of John Malkovich's brain. Oh, and did I mention the talking monkey girl? I just don't even know what to do. So when all else fails, let's talk about Miles. In a single day he goes all fire-starter on a batch of beastie eggs, shoots his beloved best friend with a tracking device, manages to score a nongooey kiss from Caitlin (and even delivers an only moderately painful presmooch line), and then magically becomes the Pied Piper of Wrightsville Beach as he leads a school of marauding prepubescent Nim-cousins back into the ocean. Every day's a big day when you're 14 and turning into a neodinosaur.