This has to do with the Marconi operators. I have something very funny in store. :)

*The three of them are sitting there in their chairs. Smith isn't drinking tea, and Andrews and Ismay are handcuffed to their chairs.*

Smith: Now, remember, you say one mean thing to each other, and, *He lifts up a tazer,* You get it.

*Ismay and Andrews nod*

Smith: Alright, *Smiles* Now, welcome to the Titanic Talk Show! Today we have Jack Phillips and Harold Bride as our guests!

Andrews: *Sighs,* No pick up line to introduce them? Really? So sad...

*Smith tazes him and Andrews screams*

Andrews: I'm sorry!

Ismay: *He snickers.*

*Smith tazes him and Ismay screams*

Ismay: WHAT THE HELL MAN!

*Smith tazes Ismay yet again and Ismay screams and starts crying*

Harold: Can we come in now? *He calls from outside the room.*

Smith: Yes!

*Harold Bride and Jack Phillips walk in. Jack has a crazed expression and he isn't blinking.*

Andrews: Ummmm... *He stares at Jack.*

Harold: Yeah, he's been like this ever since the ship sank and he died. The water seriously messed his mind up. Now all he can say is-

Jack: Dit. Dat dat. Dit dit dit. Dat dat. Dit dat dit dat dit dit dit.

Ismay: What the fuck?

*Smith tazes Ismay and he screams and sobs.*

Ismay: What...was that for!

Smith: *He shrugs,* It's just fun tazing you.

Harold: *He laughs,* Nice. So I assume there won't be any arguing in this episode?

Jack: Dit dit! *He sits down and rocks back and forth in his chair with his knees up to his chest.*

Andrews: Okay he's seriously freaking the shit out of me now. *He stares at Jack and then shakes his head,* No. No, well, fighting.

Ismay: *Still sobbing,* It burns!

Smith: Good. Now shut the fuck up. *He turns to Harold,* So, tell me about yourself. What goes on in life? Any problems with your family?

Harold: What is this? Dr. Phil?

*Smith raises the tazer and Harold falls out his chair, scrambling over to the wall.*

Harold: God, please no! Please!

Smith: *Laughs,* I'm just playing with ya!

Andrews: *Struggles to keep a straight face,* Yeah, the only people who'll be getting tazed today are me and Mr. Crybaby over there.

Ismay: *He flicks Andrews off.*

*Smith tazes Ismay again and he faints.*

Jack: Dit dit dit dit dit dit dit dat dat dat dat dit dit! *He shouts and flails around*

Harold: Why didn't you taze Thomas?

Smith: I like Thomas. In fact, *He takes out a key and releases Andrews from the handcuffs.*

Andrews: Thank you! *He hugs Smith and then takes the tazer.* I have an idea... *He reaches over and tazes Jack.*

Jack: ! *He screams and spazzes, then falls over and faints.*

Harold: What the fuck man?

Andrews: Hold on...

Jack: *Wakes back up and stands,* Ow. That hurt.

Smith: OH MY GOD! YOU DID IT ANDREWS! HE'S TALKING!

Jack: I was always talking. What are you talking about?

Harold: Nevermind. Glad you're back buddy! *They hug and then walk out hand in hand.*

Andrews: I did NOT see that coming. Holy shit.

Smith: Wooowww...

*Camera shuts off*

Short, I know. But I always thought it would be fun to experiment with Jack and Harold. And now I have. But they shall be back. Review!