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When I was five,
I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder because of her.
-Don't lie. -Shut up. I'm talking.
Why do you hate your mother so much?
Because she never told me who my father was.
I lied to her for many years.
I wish I could slap you right now.
Why did you lie to her?
Can she hear me?
Do you know who her father is?
She's driving me crazy.
You're looking for your mother.
No, ma'am, I'm looking for my father.
I've had a *** in my face 24/7 for the past month.
-Is he always naked? -All day long, ma'am.
I don't see why your roommate's boyfriend's big ***
is giving you so much trouble.
She's jealous, ma'am. She wants him.
Not only does he have a big ***,
but on top of that he's always aroused.
His *** has a life of its own.
Venezuelan poet Hanni Ossott once said...
"I searched for you to find out who I was,
but now I don't know who you are."
Hello and welcome to "Case Closed."
I have no idea what this means.
Let's welcome out our first case of the day.
Please bring out the litigants.
I'd rather be hurt by the truth than live in a world of lies.
My life was molded by difficult circumstances.
I lied to protect you.
Good afternoon and welcome.
Good afternoon, ma'am.
Vanessa, you're the plaintiff. You're suing your mother.
If you can call her that.
Okay.
Tell me why you're suing her
and what you're requesting to settle this case.
Good afternoon, ma'am.
I'm suing this woman. My so-called mother...
Shut up. I'm talking.
For $5,000.
I demand her to tell me who my father is
and where I come from.
Even since I was born...
I was born in Germany.
We came here when I was three.
When I was five,
I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder because of her.
I've always asked her who my father is.
Why do you blame for mother for...
Because she won't tell me who my father is.
When I was little, she told me my father was a star,
that he took care of me from up there.
I used to pray to that star.
When I was growing up, I'd ask her about him,
but she'd always tell me my father was dead,
that he didn't want me...
-That was the truth. -Shut up. I'm talking here.
Shut up. I'm talking.
Let's do something, Rosa...
Since you came to this show voluntarily,
we're going to let her express herself the way she wants to.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
She's never stopped lying to me.
When I was ten, she gave me a picture of my father.
What was I supposed to do with a picture, ma'am?
I asked her his name and she said she didn't know it.
"People call him Guille."
What do I do with that?
I can't search for Guille
on Facebook or Instagram or Google.
Do you still have his picture?
No, ma'am.
-You don't. -No, ma'am.
I was so fed up with her,
I ran away from home when I was 15.
I started doing drugs. I joined a gang.
I got arrested. I went through a lot, ma'am.
Her lover took me in...
She has a lover, by the way. She never got married.
She destroys families.
Her thing is having lovers.
Is she with a married person?
She's always been with married men.
She loves ruining relationships.
That's her thing. She destroys families.
She never got married.
Why do you hate her so much?
Because she never told me who my father was.
She's lied to me my whole life.
So, you hate her
just because she never told you who your father was?
I want to know where I come from, ma'am.
I feel empty.
I want to know who my father is.
Have you ever done drugs?
I became a drug addict after I ran away.
Are you clean now?
I've been clean for a year, ma'am.
How did you get clean?
Her lover picked me up and took me in.
I lived with him for six months.
One day, going through her things...
I was looking for money to get drugs.
I found an ID. It said Guillermo Falcon.
She knows who my father is.
Do you have it with you?
Yes. I have the evidence here.
Bring it here.
Let's see what you have there.
How old are you, Vanessa?
I'm 19.
19? Okay.
Let's see here.
I confronted her...
You found an old paper that says Guillermo Falcon.
I talked to her and asked her who Guillermo Falcon was.
She told me she didn't know who he was or if he was my father.
She told me my father didn't want me
and that she didn't know where he was,
but she confessed his name was Guillermo Falcon.
Why did she tell me his name was Guille?
Why didn't she tell me the truth?
A couple of days later, I heard her talking to her lover.
She told him... "I'm scared she'll find out the truth."
What truth, ma'am?
Is he my father?
I can't deal with this anymore.
Okay.
Here's another ID from Guillermo Falcon.
It says he was a member of the Cuban communist party.
Another lie, ma'am.
She told me...
When I went back home and I found that...
I relapsed.
Her lover took me to rehab.
He's a good lover, huh?
We'll I don't know about that.
He's a good man.
Well, she doesn't care about me, so at least he does.
What happened then?
He took me to rehab. I'm clean now.
She tried to buy me off with $5,000.
From that money, I used $600 to investigate,
to find out a little more.
The PI told me that, yes, there was an actual Guillermo Falcon,
and that he had lived in Cuba.
He was part of the militia and he had died in Germany.
She had told me my father was German, though.
So now my father was not German, he was Cuban.
I don't know what to believe anymore.
Give me a second. There's a certificate here.
It seems to be a death certificate.
It's in German.
It looks like a death certificate to me.
It says he died in Germany of a heart attack.
But she'd told me my father was German, not Cuban.
So what you want to know is...
Who my father is and I want my $5,000 back.
What do you want that money for?
To find out who my father is
and find out if he's dead or alive.
If he's dead, I want to know if I have family...
Brothers, sisters, whatever.
I need to know, ma'am. I'm going crazy.
Why won't she tell me the truth?
Even if he's dead...
If he didn't want me, I want him to tell it to my face.
Stop lying to me, please. I can't take it anymore.
Okay.
Rosa...
Good afternoon, ma'am.
Good afternoon.
Yes.
I lied to her for many years.
Ever since she had me.
Please.
The reason I lied to her was to protect her.
She's been a junkie since she was little.
Because of you.
When she was five, I was told she was bipolar.
She had bipolar disorder.
What was I supposed to do with a five-year-old bipolar girl?
How about help me and tell me the truth?
Let me talk to her, please.
194 00:09:29,636 --> 00:09:36,875 I did everything they told me. She never got any better.
I took her to the doctor, to psychologists.
-As you can see, she's... -I'm me.
She's gay. I accept her.
-I love her. -And I'm staying this way.
I don't have a problem with that.
So?
Don't meddle in my business. I don't tell you what to do.
She joined a gang.
She's made my life miserable.
I deposited the money in a joint account
so she could get the car she wanted or pay for school,
but she took the money out.
I don't know why...
-To investigate. -Investigate what?
Look...
Rosa, let me take a little break.
She took the money because she had a question.
She wants to know who her father is.
Where she comes from.
When we come back, tell me everything you know.
Let's get to the bottom of this already.
We'll be right back after this break.
You know her.
She's your lover's wife.
No one's hurting you.
Did my father die, ma'am?
-She's lying. -No, she's not.
I'll never forgive her.
CASE CLOSED