That's right--bring on the "solar ball"! Yes, the type of solar ball that can swallow up a fleet of space-ships, that type of solar ball. This solar ball will be created by, uh, guns. As Craig says: "We got the guns, now were do we install them?" Does this guy sound like an NRA member or what?
Meanwhile, Gala-xaster is impatienly waiting for news about his adversary's capture so he can publicly disintegrate him. All that's missing is the tight shot of Gala-xaster as he chews some robot scenery.
"Don't let him escape. Seize him, you fools! I want him dead! Etc etc!"
Next Week: Everyone dies.