"The history of ethics is a sad tale of wonderful ideals
that nobody can live up to."
Hello and welcome to<i> Case Closed.</i>
Right?
Nowadays people just do whatever they feel like
with their ethics and their morals.
We twist said concepts to our liking,
and that's not what they're about.
Let's see what our first case is about.
Please bring out the litigants.
Even though I was cheated on,
I'll always be thankful for my daughter.
I know I made mistakes, but I'll never leave my daughter
in this monster's hands.
-Good afternoon and welcome. -Good afternoon, ma'am.
Raul, you're suing Miladis.
Tell me who she is, why you're suing her,
and what you're requesting to settle this case.
Good afternoon, ma'am. I'm here to divorce my wife.
I also want full custody of my daughter.
because she's about to be deported
and I'm afraid she'll leave and steal my daughter.
-Because of you, you bastard. -Shut up.
-Steal your daughter? -Yes.
How long have you been married?
About... one and a half years.
Okay. Tell me what happened.
Alright.
I used to go to this bar a little over a year ago.
A place where girls dance. That's where I met my wife.
-She was a dancer? -Yes.
She danced for money.
Okay.
-I... -A strip club?
Only if she wanted it to be.
-Okay. -You know.
I used to go there with my friends.
I met her, we started talking, we had fun.
Little by little, we started hanging out.
We fell in love. I asked her to marry me.
She said yes. I knew she wasn't happy there.
I told her I could turn her life around.
-We got married... -You're such a liar.
I'm talking.
We moved in together.
I made it clear she never had to work again.
-Ever again. -Bastard.
-Please be quiet so I can... -Please.
All I asked of her,
and it wasn't that big a deal...
-I work all day long. -He's a bastard, ma'am.
You'll have your chance. Hold on.
I work all day and come home tired.
All I asked was that the house be clean
-and that dinner be ready. -You're an abusive jerk.
That's what I had to put up with.
I loved her and gave her everything.
She's ungrateful like that.
One day she told me she was pregnant.
I was shocked.
After I had my son, I'd always wanted a daughter.
-You have a son? -Yes.
I have a 19-year-old son.
19. A great kid.
I was thrilled we were having a girl.
-We were so happy... -Stop lying.
After a couple of months, she started changing.
I asked her if she was cheating on me and she said no.
-"I love you." -Of course I love you.
Okay. I believed her.
The day my daughter was born and I saw her face,
I struck my wife.
-You hit her? -Yes, ma'am.
-Right after she gave birth? -Yes.
Okay.
I know it was wrong.
I know I shouldn't have hit her,
but I couldn't take it anymore.
I asked her... who the father was and she lied to my face.
She told me it was me.
She's a filthy liar.
You are. For hitting me.
Why, though? Talk to me.
Wife beater. You hit me.
Some time ago I got sick. I had cancer.
Where?
-Okay. -What type of cancer?
Testicular, ma'am.
Oh! So you're sterile.
I had surgery.
I went through radiation, chemo, etc.
But you're sterile. You can't have children.
Yes, ma'am.
I can never have children again.
-And she didn't know. -No, she didn't.
That's how I knew...
That was the ace up your sleeve.
I never meant to keep it from her.
-I was planning on telling her. -When?
-I never had the chance. -Liar.
-Really? -You lied to me.
We never talked about having children.
I was going to tell her, but when?
She got pregnant with someone else's baby.
And not just anybody, ma'am.
Okay, then.
Did she end up telling you who the father was?
Yes, ma'am.
This bitch got pregnant with my son's child.
My own blood.
So your daughter's your granddaughter?
-Yes, my son and... -You weren't there for me.
So your daughter's really your granddaughter.
-You're a drunk. -Okay.
You hurt me. You weren't there for me.
-Where is she living now? -I kicked her out.
-You did? -Yes.
I kicked them both out, but my daughter stayed with me.
This bastard kidnapped her.
No. I'm taking good care of her.
I didn't kidnap anyone. She's safe with me.
She's my daughter.
We were married, and even though you had a bastard child,
she's still mine.
Okay. Do you let her see her?
No. Of course not.
She's a drunk.
Three months before I kicked her out...
she got a DUI.
-She got a DUI? -Exactly.
She's a drunk. What mother...
For driving under the influence?
Come again?
-For driving under the... -Yeah, she's a drunk.
She's always been a drunk.
She was a drunk when I met her, and...
And that's why she's being deported?
For driving under the influence with no papers?
Exactly, ma'am.
She's a drunk who's being deported.
I can't let her see my daughter.
She's a bad influence for her.
You're the bad influence here.
Miladis, how do you respond?
-Good afternoon, ma'am. -Good afternoon.
Here's my answer.
I want $1,000 and for him to be stripped of custody
so her real father could have her.
-$1,000? -Yes, ma'am.
Why so little?
-I need it for... -Beer.
Shut up, you liar.
I need it to get by for the next two months.
I'm living with a friend.
I'm renting her place for the next two months.
Like he said, I'm being deported because...
He's such a bastard.
Let me tell you what happened.
He hurt me, ma'am.
This bastard hurt me.
He kicked me out and took my daughter from me.
That same night he told me he was letting me see her.
-Him? -Yes.
He picked me up, we talked, I had a drink.
I was so nervous I had too much to drink.
-I was drunk. -Hold it right there.
Let's take a short break. We'll be right back.some .
We drank a lot, ma'am.
Both of you? Or just you.
I didn't force her to do anything.
I had too much to drink, ma'am.
I was nervous and anxious to see my daughter again.
He told me he'd drop me off when he picked me up.
But later he told me to drive myself
because he wasn't taking me anywhere.
I wanted to see my daughter so bad that I did.
I was really drunk.
This bastard called the cops on me.
I was in jail for two days.
They called Immigration on me. I'm being deported.
I received a deportation letter.
All because of him. He's ruined my life.
Now, why did you sleep with his son?
He hurt me.
His son... had an awful relationship with his wife.
-Just like me. -You're such a saint.
We slept together three, four times tops.
It's not like we were together...
-Slut. -...for long.
-He lied to me. -Listen.
You're being deported. Right?
You already got a letter.
-Where are you from? -El Salvador.
El Salvador? Okay.
Where are you planning to leave your daughter?
-With her real father. -Me.
No. You're not her real father.
Here? You want her to stay here?
-Yes, ma'am. -Why not take her with you?
-She'll be better off here. -Without her mother?
Yes, ma'am.
You're just going to leave her with these ogres?
Yes, ma'am.
Please bring out her witness.
She acts like a nun, but she's anything but.
Unbelievable.
Shut up.
And here's his son of course.
Good afternoon. What's your name?
Ricardo. I'm Miladis' witness.
I'd like to start off by telling you something
my supposed father forgot to mention.
He's not my real father.
-What do you mean? -He isn't.
My mom was in a relationship with another man
in order to have me.
Why?
-Because he couldn't... -Because he was sick.
You're such a bastard God won't let you have children.
He had testicular cancer. He's not my real father.
Yes, I am. You've always been my son.
So the story repeats itself over and over again.
-Did he raise you? -Yes. Yes, he did.
-So he's your stepfather. -He's my son.
He kidnapped my daughter and I want her back.
I want to raise her.
Is this a formal petition for custody?
Yes.
He can't even wipe his own a--.
How's he going to raise a kid?
Oh yes I can.
I wipe it every day.
I even bathe myself too!
-What's this? -With the water I pay for.
-What's this? -Whatever. I'm out.
What are these Neanderthals talking about?
This is unbelievable.
Okay, please bring out... Where's your wife?
-You're married. -Yes, ma'am.
We're not well at the moment.
She's always working. She's never home.
Excuses, excuses.
Please bring out the plaintiff's witness.
Do you and your wife still live with your father?
-Yes, we do. -Both of you?
I kicked him out. He's out.
Not anymore.
Good afternoon, ma'am.
My name's Briana and I'm here on behalf of my father-in-law.
-You're his wife? -Yes, ma'am.
-"Supposedly." -Yes.
I'm here because I recently found out
they were sleeping together.
This bitch here is disrespecting Raul
when she's nothing but a skank.
She's talking. Shut it.
Go ahead, Briana.
I don't want him to have custody of that baby.
-Why not? -He's only 19.
We're too young. She's 35.
Legally speaking, he's her father.
Look, ma'am. We did have problems.
-I work too much. -Bring out the psychologist.
That's the reason I'm never home.
I try being there for him,
but that doesn't give him the right to...
She can't. She gets home at 1AM.
What about me? I'm always alone.
-I don't like being alone. -Really?
Is that why you're having sex with a 35-year-old woman?
Damn right!
You're not even using protection.
No...
Let's talk about dysfunction, ma'am.
Bunch of ingrates is what you all are.
Look at the dynamic in this case.
Pay close attention to it. All the repeating patterns...
Listen to what he just said.
He basically said he's used these women
to make a family and have children.
Once he accomplishes this goal, he gets rid of them.
He baits these women over and over again
and then uses the same excuse to get rid of them.
He's sterile.
He is, but he wants to have children.
He keeps this fact from them to have them cheat on him,
give birth, and then accuse them of being unfaithful
and get rid of them.
I wonder, where did you meet his mother?
Most probably a bar.
That's probably what he does.
He frequents these places where...
These girls are in need, etc.
Let me tell you what else is bothering me.
I can't stand women who give birth, get deported
and leave their children here with scum like these two.
I couldn't care less if I'm being deported.
They could send me to Timbuktu,
but if I had a child, I'd take it with me no matter what.
No one will raise it, take care of it
or protect it better than me.
Especially amongst people like these.
People with no values, no responsibilities, no nothing.
My ruling.
I grant your divorce
because your marriage is irretrievably broken.
This marriage is a sham.
I recognize this man as the legal
and biological father of this child.
I depose you of your responsibilities.
Full custody goes to the mother,
even though she doesn't want it.
She's her mother and her only adult connection.
Whatever she does with that child
is up to her and her conscience.
I won't separate her from her mother
and leave her with these immature children
because I know it's not what's best for her.
I'll call Child Services in whatever state they live
and have them decide what's best for that child.
Maybe giving her up for adoption
is the best thing that'll ever happen to her.
Good luck. That's my ruling.
Case closed!
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