TEXT: (Night. Outside. Dixon has a man on the ground and a detonator in his hand with a timer on it.) DIXON: Where the hell's the device?! Tell me or we're both dead! MAN: Who are you? You're crazy! (Sydney runs up.) SYDNEY: Dixon, what are you doing?! MAN: I don't know what you're talking about! DIXON: STAY BACK, SYDNEY! MAN: No way, you're gonna kill yourself! DIXON: I've got NOTHING to LOSE! (Back in LA at the ops center, Jack and another man -- Director Brandon -- are on comm.) BRANDON: What the hell's your man doing? JACK: Agent Dixon, disarm your explosive immediately! BRANDON: Vaughn, can you see them from your position? (Vaughn and his Delta team are nearby.) VAUGHN: Negative. SYDNEY: Dixon, think! Don't do this! DIXON: Sydney, get out of here! SYDNEY: I'm not leaving without you. JACK: Dixon, I repeat -- deactivate that weapon! DIXON: Tell me where the box is or we die! (Vaughn is on a balcony overlooking the scene below with Dixon, the man, and Sydney. He aims his gun.) VAUGHN: Base camp, I've got a visual. DIXON: Tell me! What it's gonna be! BRANDON: Tell Vaughn to take him down! JACK: Dixon could be holding a manual detonator. Firing at him could trigger the explosion. SYDNEY: Dixon, shut it down! DIXON: Fifteen... fourteen... BRANDON: Agent Bristow, I'm pulling rank. Agent Vaughn, this is NSA Deputy Director Brandon. I am ordering you to take that shot at first possible opportunity! (Vaughn aims his gun.) DIXON: Sydney, get out of here! SYDNEY: Dixon, you have to dis
SUMMARY:
A Rambaldi manuscript prophesizes that an apocalyptic event involving a heart will soon take place. An agent is sent after one man in Panama in order to steal his heart. Dixon's grief leads Vaughn and agency psychologist Dr. Barnett to question his intentions, as his thirst for revenge on Sloane intensifies. Meanwhile Sloane receives a life-changing revelation from a mysterious monk in Nepal, Sydney and Dixon hunt for the killer who stole the heart from his victim.