New Zealand author Eleanor Catton once said,
<i> "Solitude is a condition</i> <i> best enjoyed in company."</i>
Hello and welcome to<i> Case Closed.</i>
Loneliness is horrible for many.
Some are willing to do just about anything
to alleviate that suffering.
Let's see what our first case is about.
Bring out the litigants, please.
I wanted a good time.
Because of her, my life's in danger now.
I found the love of my life
and this woman's come between us.
Good afternoon and welcome.
Good afternoon.
Dayanis, you're suing Wanda.
Tell me who she is, why you're suing her,
and what you demand to settle this case.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm suing Wanda for $20,000.
-Ever since this nut... -I'm no nut!
Ever since this nutjob came into my life,
she's destroyed it.
She's driven me nuts too.
-Okay. -I'll explain.
-Go ahead. -I've been here ten years.
I have a young daughter.
I work sun up to sundown.
-Everyone does. -Hang on.
Please listen.
You can't comment every time she says something.
We won't get anywhere that way.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
So you stay like this, just listening.
Till it's your turn. Okay?
Alright.
You came here from Cuba ten years ago.
You have a young daughter
and you work hard to support you both.
Exactly.
I don't really have any time.
It's all about my daughter, school, and work.
But every now and then, the body has needs.
-I'm alive after all. -Understandable.
But I don't want a man in my house.
First, because of my daughter. Second, it won't fix anything.
You're better off alone than in bad company.
-That's what Jacob Forever says. -Exactly.
So one day I was home, bored, wanting to go out with someone.
I logged on to a dating app looking for a companion.
For sex.
-Sex. -You wanted sex.
-Yes, exactly. -You were looking for sex.
We know there are apps for that.
Right.
So I "liked" a guy there.
When I opened his profile, you'll never guess.
Him and this lady had taken a picture in my bathroom.
Yep.
I was almost certain it was my bathroom at home.
So I got worried.
What were two strangers doing in my bathroom?
I have a daughter.
I uploaded the photo everywhere and asked all my friends.
I went nuts. The photo went viral.
Everyone was calling me asking what had happened
and who those two were.
Three days later... can I show you the picture?
Sure. Let's see it.
This is the picture taken in your home bathroom.
That painting is mine, as are the yellow flowers.
That's why I know it's my bathroom.
Look at that photo of those strangers.
-It's me and my husband. -Alright.
So you uploaded it. Who responded?
Three days later, that guy responded.
-He did? -Yes.
He sent me a message saying,
"I wasn't just in your bathroom,
I was also in your bed,
and I took a selfie there."
He sent me that picture, which I brought.
Let's see it.
-That's my husband Jose. -Sure, but in my bed!
I don't get it. That's my room.
Those things clearly identify your room.
I was completely certain it was my room and bathroom.
How did they get in?
-Did he explain? -Yes.
He told me...
I threw a party at my house.
I invited friends from work. I work at a bar.
At one point, I stepped out for more ice and alcohol.
-They came into the house. -We were invited.
-My friends don't know them. -We were invited in.
When I circulated the picture, no one knew them.
But he reached out to you and told you.
Exactly. He did.
We talked, and I felt more at ease.
I was no longer in fear.
To be honest, I started having...
something sexual.
-Curiosity. -Right.
That's exactly what it was.
Be quiet.
So we started dating.
We'd only see each other three or four times a week.
Only?
Ma'am, you know I don't want anyone in my house,
but I need...
That's fine.
So you two were having sexual encounters
three to four times a week.
Alright, fine.
But one day she showed up at my job
demanding to know why I was seeing her husband.
I didn't have anything to do with him or her,
so I told her it wasn't my problem.
That's not where it ended.
Something serious happened and i need your help.
This woman created a fake profile
and "liked" over 100 men.
-You got any proof? -Yes, I know it was you.
She "liked" over 100 men.
I've had my job for two years
and I've never had a problem.
Now all the men were harassing me.
But wait, there's more.
I was home when someone knocked on the door.
When I opened up, my daughter was in the living room,
and at the door was a man wearing a trench coat.
So when I opened the door, he flashed me,
and you can imagine the state he was in.
-And your daughter was there? -She was.
I yelled at him.
He said I'd written him saying that was my sexual fantasy.
Me, write him?
I've never talked to anyone.
-You brought this on. -This is my life.
And you haven't contacted these people.
It's a fake profile someone created of you.
I closed my profile. It's been deleted.
But the situation exists.
There's a bunch of men...
The things I endure...
they harass me, they grab my butt at work...
And now they have your home address, your work address...
She put it all.
-My addresses... -Your personal details.
Right. And I have a daughter.
What's happened to me could happen when she's with me.
Those people are crazy.
So you need $20,000 to relocate, I assume,
and a restraining order to keep her away from you.
Are you still seeing her husband?
No way. It's over.
I didn't want to bring him home.
It was a fling. Perfect.
How do you respond, Wanda?
I'm countersuing this lady
because she's caused me a lot of damage.
She's destroyed my life, completely ------ it up.
Listen, Wanda. I'm going to take a break.
I met Jose through the same app she did.
-He doesn't use that app. -Let me talk.
-So, you're not married. -We're not.
-We live together. -For how long now?
We dated for three months before moving in together.
Meaning you've known him for three months.
Now this lunatic wants to destroy my relationship.
He's the love of my life.
The love of her life is still sleeping around.
He'll just say that to anyone.
He's the love of whoever contacts him.
What happened at your job?
I told my boss I'd take care of the problem.
To give me a break. He was very lenient.
That's when she showed up with some guy at my job...
-I was leaving for the day. -I wanted to talk.
You were looking for trouble.
-I wanted to talk. -You were looking for trouble.
You insulted me and called me God knows what.
And?
She showed up with some guy and started recording.
I asked her why. I brought it as evidence.
Okay. Let's watch it.
<i> Quit bothering me.</i> <i> Stop showing up at my job.</i>
<i> -Why are you recording me?</i> <i> -To show the world</i>
<i> that you're harassing me.</i>
<i> You shameless criminal.</i>
<i> You broke into my house</i> <i> and created a fake profile.</i>
<i> Show some respect.</i> <i> I have a child.</i>
<i> What's wrong with you?</i>
See? That's where I work.
She started it, ma'am. She pushed me.
Wasn't me.
You touched her first.
I was protecting myself.
I assume you were fired after this.
Of course I was. There was a parent conference.
After this, I wouldn't doubt it. That happened on school grounds.
Please bring out the plaintiff's witness.
Good afternoon. What's your name?
Good afternoon.
That's the guy who recorded us.
-Your name? -Santos.
What's your testimony?
I bartend at the club where Dayanis works.
See? They're in this together.
I'm here to expose this woman. She's harassing her.
She acts like a victim...
Language.
Respect my court. Please.
Go on.
As I was saying, it's her fault Dayanis is being harassed.
How do you know?
As a bartender, you get to talk to everyone, especially women.
After a couple of drinks,
they relax and start telling you about their lives.
-I don't drink! -You did that day.
She told me she had created a fake profile
to make Dayanis look bad.
So she spilled the beans while drunk.
Exactly.
Okay. Perfect.
Please bring out the defendant's witness.
That's how I knew it was her.
I'm assuming it's the one and only Jose.
While you're at it, please bring out Dr. Lucena.
-Speak of the Devil. -That's Jose.
-Oh, I know. I saw the picture. -He's my husband.
-My husband! -Jose!
-Let's see. -Good afternoon.
Good afternoon to you too.
If you're with her, why are you still using these apps?
I was going to delete it, but I forgot.
-You haven't deleted it? -No.
-You didn't? -He still calls me.
I love my wife. I want to be with her.
Look at her. How could I not?
Then why won't you delete the app?
I forgot. I had no idea I still had it.
He was still with me.
But you didn't forget to go on your little dates, huh?
I'm not dating anyone. Not anymore.
She's just mad I broke up with her.
I broke up with you, you moron.
She's sick.
She likes it rough, but she doesn't bleed.
What language is that?
That metaphor went over my head.
I usually get these things, but...
-Did anyone get it? -No!
You mean she doesn't give you money?
-Something like that. -Are you a prostitute?
No.
But you are a moocher, aren't you?
I made a deal with my wife.
She's supposed to work
while I go to school and take care of the house.
Equality, baby.
If it was the other way around,
and I told my wife she could finish school while I worked...
What's the difference?
Dr. Lucena.
These apps are very interesting.
Most people think they're only for young people.
-Is that the case? -Not necessarily.
Some patients and non-patients are addicted to these apps
because it helps them have sex almost immediately.
The problem is that the sexual cravings are so strong,
people don't necessarily look for the right person.
-I'm with you on this... -This is meaningless sex,
not a relationship.
Having casual sex is not without its dangers.
That's where condoms and general awareness come in.
You must know who you're sleeping with.
I have to be smart enough to know who I'm having sex with.
The apps are just for sleeping around, though.
Here's what bothers me.
People used to, especially women,
look for some kind of connection
before sleeping with someone.
Nowadays people act like... sexual robots.
They're so busy with work and their daily lives,
that human relations
get reduced to nothing more than sex.
It's so frivolous. So empty.
I agree.
And it's that emptiness
that turns this behavior into a never-ending cycle.
And it gets repeated over and over again.
"I'll sleep with him and him." It turns promiscuous.
It's a relationship without intimacy.
It's just not possible.
There's no way these two love each other.
-I'm sure they don't. -It's a matter of convenience.
She works and provides for this loser
while he stays home "studying."
Meanwhile, he's on that app,
looking for girls to have sex with.
Come again? What?
I want to better myself. That's why I'm studying.
You can work and study at the same time.
Believe me, it won't kill you.
And you won't have time to cheat on your wife.
Period!
My ruling. I rule in your favor.
She created that profile to mess with you.
She's so insecure, she's dating that loser.
That's my ruling. Case closed!
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