We’d like to thank Cassie for the following story.
During the summer in the mid-90s, I was waitressing at a country club in Lake Success on Long Island, patronized by some very wealthy members and, less frequently, by celebrities. Bill Murray showed up as a guest one day. A female member – who was in her 40s, thin, tan, and blonde – was playing just behind Bill. When she was within distance of him, she shouted, “Caddyshack?” He turned around, looked her up and down, and yelled back, “Basic Instinct?”