Subtitles section Play video Print subtitles Seriously... You can. All you need is a couple of decent cameras, two nice lenses, nothing fancy. They use the Panasonic 25mm for wide and a Samyang 85mm for close-up and a light. Find a spot to shoot your interviewees and set up your two angles. Play around with the light until you get that... the triangle thing on your cheek. You know, that... the Russell brandt thing, that! You'll probably need some muslin too, to lift the shadows, or a bedsheet. And boom pole. You need good audio. Okay, this is not a suggestion. That's looking good. Record it. Next, you'll need some B-roll because staring at this for the whole thing ain't okay. Then, grab some stock footage to make it seem like we had more than $75 to work with. And you're up to the final part, my favorite part. [Editing] This is where you're going to add that netflix spice. I'm talking drone shots, single piano key somewhere, a timeline, dramatic titles, and of course, some bass drops. You blend it all together and you get this. Um, I can remember it like it was yesterday because it was, Monday, the 23rd. Um, it's actually my day off work and I start every day the same when I have a day off. And that was 11:22 AM, the last time I saw my jam on toast. Sometime between me going to the loo and then getting back to the kitchen, somebody ate my jam on toast. There were only two other people in the house when the crime took place because it is a crime. My brother Max and my mother Jan, both of whom deny having any involvement. Why would I? I would never, you know, I'm his mother. You know, I didn't know what to do, but, you know, luckily I didn't have to go through this alone. Yeah, I'm Andrew Makowski and I'm a retired police detective. I actually lived next door to the Wilsons and overheard the altercation that took place after the incident had occurred. And I just came over to see if everything was all right. Immediately, it was like, what is going on here? I'm still in disbelief. It was like they were mocking me. You know, we ate your toast, but we left you the crust that we know you hate. We're dealing with a truly sick individual. This is ridiculous. They both know I don't do crust. I mean, who does just leave the crust? Think about it, I'm two parts jam. -Just admit it, mom. -No. You're sexually attracted to jam. I'm not sexually attracted to jam. That's why dad left us. -Come, come! -Stop! The culprit will be caught. I love butter. There are only two other people in the house. Yes, this whole situation, this scenario, is totally ridiculous, but I'm not going to sit here and lie to you and say that I'm not heavily invested in how this pans out.