Believe it or not.
The old pink-tannish boat house at Lake Merced:
All right, stroke, stroke, stroke…
Sam: What regiment was that?
Spence: The 22nd Special Air Service.
Sam: What’s the color of the boathouse at Hereford? [repeats]
Spence: I don’t like your attitude.
Sam: What’s the color of the boathouse -…
Spence: Fuck off!
Sam: What’s – -you got the gun. I’m unarmed. Do something. Go ahead. Do something. DO SOMETHING.
[Spence spills the coffee cup and Sam subdues him]