Hello, Louis. My family's here. I know. You bring your knife? My gun? Maybe. Good. 'Cause...

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]