Mick HallerYou know what my father always said about an innocent client?
Frank Levin[sarcastically]No, I've never heard this...
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[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 HallerNo, we're not friends. You're my client. And I'm your lawyer.
Louis RouletMy 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.
Louis RouletYou 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?
[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'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 HallerNo. 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?