A Foreign Service Officer in London tries to prevent a terrorist attack set to hit New York, but is forced to go on the run when she is framed for crimes she did not commit.

Nash: Fucking technology
[clutches his wound Kate gave him]
Nash: Bitch
Nero Franks, Trevor: The fire works in Dubai... that was you, wasn't it?
Nash: [stabs him in the ear] You shouldn't have asked about that thing in Dubai.
Nash: You had to be here
Emil Balan: I've been waiting ten years for this... for what they did too my wife
Nash: How far will the blast radius be?
[last lines]
Emil Balan: Not far
Nash: Good
[stabs him]
Nash: [on the upcoming bombing] For Emil it's personal but for you it's all about greed
Pavlou: For a hundred million it's a lot more than that
[last lines]
Nash: Kate...
Kate Abbott: Times up!
[stamps on his hands making him slide down and over a sky scraper roof plunging into Times Square far below]