rogue lawyer

Rickey 2022-01-25 08:08:44

Most of the legal films are more serious and clear, such as Roberts' tenacity in upholding justice in "Never Give Up", and the good and bad people in "Legal Blonde" immediately stand up. Lawyers, most of them also have professional beliefs above all else.
Not so with this rogue lawyer, you even thought he was a bit bad at first. Greed for money, but also play tricks. Mixing in the underworld is like a character.
Gradually you realize that in fact, there is still a bit of humanity in his stubbornness, and from his condescending demeanor, he shows more and more wisdom.

Good people and bad people, innocent or guilty, are actually not so clear-cut, and they shouldn't be so obvious at all.
Just like walking on the street, you can really see who is good and who is bad when you pass by, whether in suits or ragged clothes? Who looks messy but has a pure heart, who is virtuous but full of bad water?

And all of this under the legal system has added interesting flavors - magnified, irresistible, dark lines, and wit.
The plot is tight and there are always surprises.
In the end you have to admire the screenwriter, and you will feel refreshed.

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The Lincoln Lawyer quotes

  • [Mick, armed with a baseball bat, discovers Louis has broken into his house]

    Louis Roulet: [sitting casually in Mick's home office] If you're wondering how I got in, I'm in real estate, so if I want to get into a friend's house...

    Mick Haller: No, we're not friends. You're my client. And I'm your lawyer.

    Louis Roulet: My lawyer. See, that's exactly what I wanted to remind you of. I'm about to go on trial, and yet I couldn't reach you. Now I find out where you were all day. Heard you tell Maggie.

    Mick Haller: You shit.

    Louis Roulet: You went to see Jesus Martinez. And I know what you talked about: Donna Renteria. You're right, Mick. I killed her. There. No reason I shouldn't tell my own lawyer since it's all confidential. Attorney-client privilege. Isn't that what you told me?

    Mick Haller: It's time for you to go, Louis.

    Louis Roulet: Alright.

    [He sits up, finishes his drink, and stands up. He notices a framed picture of Mick & his daughter Hayley on Mick's desk]

    Louis Roulet: [walks out into the living room] That's a cute picture of your daughter Hayley. She's very pretty. She's got soccer practice tomorrow, right?

    Mick Haller: [following Louis] Don't.

    Louis Roulet: [pretending to be confused] Don't what?

    Mick Haller: [gets in Louis' face] You think you're the first client to threaten me and my family? Huh?

    Louis Roulet: All I said was she's pretty.

    Mick Haller: Are you scared, Louis? Because where you are right now, you're in a very dangerous place.

    [He opens the front door and Louis leaves]

  • Mick Haller: [sitting on Maggie's front porch as Louis approaches him] Hello, Louis. My family's here.

    Louis Roulet: I know.

    Mick Haller: You bring your knife? My gun?

    Louis Roulet: Maybe.

    Mick Haller: Good.

    [pulls his new gun out of his coat pocket]

    Mick Haller: 'Cause I brought this. You've got one chance to turn around and leave.

    Louis Roulet: [stepping closer] And then what? You gonna keep coming back every night? Every day? Or just try to get me sent up to San Quentin like Jesus Martinez?

    Mick Haller: No. I'm not quitting until Martinez is free and you're convicted of murder. And when that needle goes in your arm, that will be me.

    [nods]

    Louis Roulet: [as a commuter train passes by in the background] Well, why don't you just shoot me right now?

    Mick Haller: I don't think I'll have to.

    [looks out towards the street]

    Louis Roulet: [turns around] Hey!

    [Eddie Vogel and his biker gang pull up and start vandalizing Louis' car with baseball bats]

    Louis Roulet: That's my car!

    [a biker rides up from behind and hits Louis with a baseball bat, knocking him to the sidewalk]

    Biker: It's Louis' car, man!

    [the bikers continue vandalizing Louis' car as Mick gets up and walks to the street]

    Biker: Come on, now. Get him up. Get up!

    [another biker grabs Louis and drags him out into the middle of the street]

    Mick Haller: Hospital, not the morgue.

    [Eddie gives Mick a two-finger salute as his posse beats up Louis and Mick walks away]