Irish playwright Oscar Wilde once said,
<i> "A marriage of convenience</i> <i> is a paradoxical term</i>
<i> because it applies to people</i> <i> who don't belong together."</i>
Hello and welcome to "Case Closed."
And with that quote,
let's see what today's first case is about.
Please bring out the litigants.
I'm going to recover whatever time I have left
with the only family I have left.
Looks can be deceiving.
I refuse to give up my marriage to anyone.
Hello and welcome.
Hello, ma'am.
Hector, you're the plaintiff.
Tell me who Rachel is, why you're suing her,
and what you demand to settle this case.
Rachel is my brother's wife.
I ask that their divorce be annulled.
Their divorce is a sham.
There's no sham here.
Wait a minute.
You mean you want their marriage annulled...
Yes, correct.
You want her marriage to your brother annulled, correct?
Yes, to my brother Omar.
Your brother Omar.
You want their marriage annulled
because you consider it to be a sham.
Yes, ma'am.
Okay... Why?
It's a sham
because he's mentally and physically handicapped.
I have a medical report here stating so.
Okay.
Bring over the medical report.
So you're here to sue your sister-in-law.
Yes.
You want her marriage annulled.
How long have they been married?
Four years.
Wow.
I just found out about it after four years.
Four years! It's legit, ma'am.
Okay.
Give me some background info.
First, let me examine these papers.
Here it states he's mentally handicapped.
"The patient is mentally incompetent.
He suffers from severe depression
as well as stress and anxiety."
Here it says...
How old is your brother?
33.
I see.
Give me the facts.
Okay.
My brother and I are very close.
I was raised in New York and ended up moving upstate.
He was raised down here.
I worked hard to start a life over there.
I live in an apartment.
My brother went down the wrong path.
He got into drugs and gangs... stuff like that.
Last I heard from him, he'd gotten shot four years ago.
He ended up in a wheelchair.
Okay.
So the shooting rendered him handicapped.
Yes.
He was fine before the shooting.
Fully capable.
Yes.
Okay.
After he got shot...
He ended up mentally handicapped
and bound to a wheelchair.
Yes.
Okay.
I came down, got him his own apartment,
and paid his bills.
I wanted him to have his own apartment.
I even got him a live-in nurse
so she could live with him and take care of him.
I pay her $300 a month to take care of him.
Here are the copies of the paychecks.
He's shameless, ma'am.
$300 doesn't cover crap.
Alright, understood.
I assume he receives disability checks.
Jerk.
He does receive disability checks, right?
Yes.
Of course.
So that's $300 in addition to the money
he regularly receives.
Exactly.
Okay, what happened then?
Basically, I left his nurse in charge.
I had to head back to New York
because my family and kids were there.
Right.
I'd call occasionally
and everything seemed to be going well.
I came to visit twice and he seemed fine.
He looked okay.
Yes.
A week ago, I decided to drop by and surprise him
to tell him that the house was ready.
I was even down to take the nurse along.
When I arrived, I didn't see my brother or the nurse.
I found her lying around on the sofa
in practically underwear.
It's my house!
I pay for it!
It's still my house!
I pay the rent!
$300 is chump change.
Hold on.
So you found her there.
You didn't know her.
I didn't.
What happened then?
I asked her where my brother was.
"What's going on here?"
She told me she was his wife.
I didn't even know he'd gotten married!
After putting on the pressure,
she told me he was living with some guy
in a foreclosed home in Opa Locka.
A foreclosed home?
Yes.
That's where he wants to be.
That's where you left him.
He likes it there!
I went looking for him at that house.
I brought a recording of what I saw.
I can't begin to explain all the things I saw.
There's no furniture, no electricity...
Let's see the evidence.
Let's watch the recording.
I mean, it is a foreclosed home.
He likes living there!
That's where she left him.
That's just how we work.
This is none of your business.
This man is mentally handicapped.
How can he like this?
I don't know, ma'am.
This is just the way we work.
He likes being with his friends.
Maybe if he were normal, but he's not mentally stable...
He's fine mentally.
His brother's just making that up.
I'm not making anything up.
This place is practically uninhabitable.
It's empty...
So he doesn't live in the apartment you're paying for.
Nope.
She's the only one living there.
That's on you.
Tell me something. Can your brother talk?
Is he capable of coherent speech?
More or less.
He can talk, but he doesn't understand things.
The shooting really affected him.
Okay.
How do you respond, Rachel?
Ma'am, I don't know why he's suing me.
I have copies of our marriage certificate right here.
This is a sham!
This isn't a sham.
Did you know this man was mentally handicapped?
-No. -Why didn't you know?
When I met him...
Who are you, anyway?
Who's the woman who used to care for him?
-Do you know her? -She's my mother.
Oh, she's your mother.
Yes.
Your mother is his nurse.
Yes.
I'm his caretaker's daughter.
When you first met him,
didn't your mom ever tell you he had issues?
No.
I didn't really know him.
I'd just visit my mom at the apartment
his brother had rented out for him to live in.
When I first met him,
I told him I was an exotic dancer.
Most men treated me like some kind of hooker.
I liked the way he'd talk to me and the way he'd treat me,
because he treated me like a lady.
He's exactly what I needed.
Not a man who treated me like crap.
He needed someone like me to take care of him.
Right, but you're not taking care of him.
He's living with a friend at a foreclosed home!
We fell in love from the moment we met, ma'am.
That was love at first sight!
Do you two have sex?
Of course, ma'am! I give it to him real good.
You give it to him.
He doesn't give it to you.
Nope.
He doesn't do anything.
Not really. He just sits there.
-And you're okay with that? -Delighted!
-Head back to your podium. -Thank you.
Let's t-Come here. break.-Ye.
What does he know?
I guarantee you it isn't his signature.
Look.
Would you say this is his signature?
It looks like it, but I don't think it is.
Well, you're not exactly an expert.
We'll know the truth once he comes out.
Okay. Witnesses?
I brought a witness.
Bring out the defendant's witness.
I hope it's your mother.
It's my mother.
Good. I need to talk to her.
She's the missing link.
That bitch owes me money.
You're the only bitch here.
You bitches are shameless.
$300 my foot.
Don't quit your night job.
Good afternoon.
Good afternoon.
What's your name?
Maidelyn.
Okay, Maidelyn.
You're Rachel's mother, correct?
Yes.
Okay.
Alright, ma'am.
This man hired you about three years ago
to take care of Omar, yes?
Yes.
What were your responsibilities?
Were you a live-in nurse?
I had to live with him and take care of him
as well as feed him and help him out.
Which I did.
Did this man tell you
why his brother was in need of assistance?
Yes.
Did he mention he was mentally handicapped?
Yes or no?
More or less.
I told you.
Mom, tell him we're taking good care of him.
Okay.
Ma'am, when did you stop taking care of Omar?
Omar's an adult.
He goes off with his friends
because he likes drinking and doing drugs.
He likes hanging out.
I don't allow that in my house.
He likes going out,
but after three or four days, he always comes back.
We take care of him and see him for a few days
before he disappears again.
He's worse now! Why's he doing worse?
I don't know.
How can you take care of someone
who's out three or four days of the week?
You don't even know what's going on.
He just likes it.
He's an adult.
He likes to party,
but he also likes spending time with us.
Okay. Next witness!
Let's bring out Omar.
<i> You're shameless.</i>
Nobody can point fingers here.
Who's the shameless one here?
-She is! <i> -No, he is!</i>
There's more than one shameless person here.
Here he is, ma'am... my sweetie pie.
I know you.
Isn't that right?
I know you.
We met years ago.
Do you remember?
Do you?
I remember.
You've been through even more things since we met.
Yes.
You were already in a wheelchair when we met.
Yes, but I could move more.
Now you move less.
Yes.
Tell me something.
Did you sign that marriage license?
Yes.
How?
With my hand.
I have splints that help me sign.
Do you use special pens?
I have a pen that grips my hand.
So you two are married, right?
Legally.
But you don't live with her.
You're out living somewhere else.
Thing is, I can't do what I want to do back home.
I can do whatever I want around my friend.
<i> There's no drinking or</i> <i> smoking in my house.</i>
<i> Liar...</i>
She doesn't like drinking, but I do.
I'll go crazy if I stay home.
Doesn't all that alcohol mess with your medications?
I'd imagine so.
Why'd you marry her, though?
I like her.
She does the things I like.
You're never even with him!
We'd go nuts if we always lived together.
Don't meddle.
He lives life...
So your brother lives a boring life
and you don't want to be boring.
<i> I do things the right way.</i>
-Hello. -Hi.
What's your name?
Jason.
Who are you?
I'm his friend.
She disappears sometimes too.
She'll go missing for like three or four days.
She disappears too?
I'm out working to provide for my husband!
It's a mission trying to help him out!
People...
Let me tell you something.
If you're 33 years old
and you chose to live the life Omar chose for himself...
A life of crime, partying, and violence.
And suddenly you're bound
to a wheelchair the rest of your life...
what do you have to live for?
Sure, you can't stop living,
but what more can you aspire to?
You figure she's the best partner out there
despite the fact that she abandons you...
I don't abandon him, ma'am. I have to work.
"What can I do? I'm a stripper.
That's the best I can do."
Right?
What more could I want?
Exactly. You've hit the jackpot.
What'd you think?
Being with a handicapped partner isn't easy.
I've been with him for three years
and I'm still in love with him.
Your definition of love is fairly loose.
It's love on your terms.
This isn't a relationship.
You have your apartment,
you disappear for days and hook up with other men.
You do whatever you want and still say you're with Omar.
This is a mess.
This isn't a marriage or a serious relationship.
Come on.
Who are you trying to fool? Not me.
We like each other, ma'am.
Yeah, right. I'm sure.
Don't believe me.
Bring out my experts.
You're just jealous!
At least he has someone. You have no one.
Slut.
Mr. Leal.
Good afternoon, ma'am.
Now, I met Omar years ago.
I met him on an episode of "Sala de Parejas"
Here he is again, mixed up in something else.
Did you get a chance to see his medical report?
Yes.
You did. Okay.
Do you consider their marriage a valid one?
It says right here he's mentally incompetent,
but he's capable of conversation.
That's the main issue here.
Based off the report,
he's legally incompetent to sign any contract.
Marriage is a contract.
Right.
As such, their marriage can be considered void ab initio.
From the beginning.
If he managed to sign that contract,
we're looking at a potential divorce
or an annulment on the basis of fraud.
She may want to take advantage
of his disability benefits.
Take advantage?
This marriage can be annulled.
Who manages his disability check?
I do.
I forward it to his nurse.
I don't know how she ended up with the money.
I manage the money he receives from the government.
What percentage of that do you ultimately receive, Omar?
It disappears!
Oh, it disappears.
So you don't receive any of that money.
I use it to buy his medicine!
She buys my medicine and my food.
We have everything we need.
He's not well! He's crazy!
Silence! Quiet please!
What's your take on this?
Help me out here.
From an emotional standpoint...
Don't start yelling at each other.
Please continue.
From an emotional standpoint...
I mean, we're questioning
whether or not he truly is incompetent.
However, he may be suffering from...
Posttraumatic stress disorder.
Exactly.
That doesn't necessarily mean
he isn't capable of making his own decisions.
Obviously, this marriage is rather unusual.
Both parties are out of the norm.
Who am I to dictate
how married couples should behave?
They have sex, they're intimate,
I mean, they don't want a divorce.
His brother wants them to get a divorce.
If I deem them capable of living out their married life
as they so desire...
We understand each other.
Why should I meddle?
He has everything he needs.
<i> My ruling.</i>
What he needs is direction!
-Hector. -Yes, ma'am?
You're a good brother.
I try.
You're a good brother. I've g
has established his own life.
He established it a while back.
You have your own life.
He's in a wheelchair!
This is the life he chose.
It's the life destiny had in store for him.
It was fate.
He had a hand in it, too.
He accepts his reality.
You'll just have to accept it as well.
Come visit him. Spend time with him.
It's great to show each other brotherly support,
but let him live his life.
Your claim is denied.
It's final. Case closed.
Thanks, ma'am!
We're going to take a quick break.
We'll be back with more "Case Closed."
Bye, Omar!
Let this be the last time I see you here!
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