[He turns around slowly, trying to keep himself calm. When he speaks, his voice is even, but that's because of the baby]
Do you remember when you asked me to call you on your shit? Because this is you at your shittiest. You can't ban me from our bedroom and pretend you still want me around. You don't want me around presently and I don't intend to stay put waiting for more abuse.
[He turns around again]
Call me when you want to have an actual conversation and not a minute earlier.
[And he leaves the room, on his way to the stairs]