JOI's father's garage monologue — "He plays golf. Your grandfather. Your…"
He plays golf. Your grandfather. Your grandpappy. Golf. A golf man. Is my tone communicating the contempt? Billiards on a big table, Jim. A bodiless game of spasmodic flailing and flying sod. A quote unquote sport. Anal rage and checkered berets.
Context
Rhetorically self-aware even in contempt: the father checks his own register mid-sneer ("Is my tone communicating the contempt?") and does spoken use/mention with "a quote unquote sport" — a verbal tic that runs through the whole monologue. Scare quotes as a hereditary speech habit, three decades before Hal polices the same distinction on Tolstoy.