Spucky
[He releases her throat and grabs her arm instead, forcibly guiding her to the couch and shoving her down on it.] You're sorry. So am I. Sorry I couldn't see you for what you are before I married you.
If you weren't my wife and the mother of my kid, I'd be out the door right now. I'm not gonna spend my life with a fucking racist so you're gonna have to change. Lucky for you there's racial sensitivity training at the station. That's step one. From now until the rest of our fucking lives, you'll be working on reconditioning your sick fucking brain to purge that racist shit from it.