Mr. Dworkin and McCoy in “Bounty”

I still think I coulda won, Denise notwithstanding.

McCoy

The minute she walked into that courtroom, all the sympathy you'd managed to work up for him would have backfired in his face. Turns out, he was in the unique position to know that, better than either of us.

Lawyer to lawyer: you didn't actually talk to Denise, did you?

McCoy

No.

Then how did you know?

McCoy

I didn't. But I do know that I'm barely white enough to live in Greenwich, Connecticut.