If it wasn't unfinished, it would be a really good movie..

[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]