We left Larry and Bob on top of a… let’s let the caption explain. It will also help with names – the Martian guy has one. I don’t care about LEONARD NIMOY~! because I’ll just stick to LEONARD NIMOY~! if that’s ok with you.

We recap Larry getting on board the train and freeing Bob. They see the carnage up ahead. "We’d better jump" says Larry. They jump.

And that is how they avoided being train crashed to death. I’ve spent a week trying to work that one out.

"That was close" they exclaim, apparently unaware that at this very moment they are the spitting image of the Everly Brothers.

The evil scientist and the leader of the Martians bemoan the loss of Uranium. Yes, for those just joining us – perhaps they had to go and visit their aunt and uncle last week and were unable to go to the pictures with their friends as usual – the train that has just crashed into a million bits was carrying more than enough uranium to make a bomb capable of sending the Earth spinning out of its orbit. I’m so glad it crashed.

They have a second source – no one thinks of just going to the train crash site and taking it – and it is imperative that they can detonate their bomb by the time the Earth reaches this point on his stupid little chart.

"I’m not looking forward to this trip to Mars" says the scientist who has betrayed humanity. Aww – didums – don’t you fancy a twip in a wocket ship? Well maybe you shouldn’t be in league with the BADDIES then. Berk.

But the main problem – bigger than the need for uranium, bigger than the need to get everything ready to blow up the Earth on time, bigger than the need to move Mars into Earth’s orbit is Roth’s need to find somewhere to park his rocket ship.

"There was nothing of any value on the train except a container of uranium" says a government official.

"That’s probably what they were after" deduces Bob. Larry pretends to be reading a blank piece of paper to avoid looking embarrassed about his chum.

People who look out for rockets on a professional basis have earned their weekly corn by spotting a rocket. Larry decides to intercept it with his flying suit.

Hmm – either a member of the US military has defected to the aliens side or Larry has his own rocket ship. Needless to say it is Commando Cody’s rocket ship.

I’ve no idea who the man in the cap is. He can’t be Bob because Bob didn’t fly to the rocket’s landing site. Bugger – there is a new person in this serial. Just when I’ve fully mastered the main cast of Larry, Bob, the woman, Roth, the king of the Martians, the evil scientist and LEONARD NIMOY~!

G-force. This is like physics with leather jackets.

At their secret rendezvous, the Martian rocket comes in to land. Cleverly they’ve made the baddie rocket sound like a German V1.

"I. Have. Heard. On. The. Radio. That. There. Is. An. Other. Rocket. Ship. Search. Ing. For. Me." says the Martian pilot. Bless him – he’s probably not used to Earth’s gravity hence the appalling acting.

They unload quickly and the Martian takes off again as he doesn’t want the other rocket ship to see him. Larry didn’t spot his rocket as it was hidden by some trees. As you can clearly see it was under heavy cover and utterly invisible from the air.

"There he is" says Larry, "just taking off." These Martians are far too clever for us mere humans. The double bluff where they leave their hiding place and go into plain sight so they won’t be found is just so far out of our league that we might as well bang Commando Cody’s head together.

The Martian looks well air sick. I hope he doesn’t throw up all over his complicated instrument panel.

He’s going… he’s going…

No wonder he feels ill – his in flight movie is "Zombies of the Stratosphere".

He’s had enough. Not great when you’re the pilot but when nature calls she rings and rings until you let her in. Or out.

Oooh – a gun turret. That’s fairly new. I bet George Lucas was taking notes when Z of the S arrived at his local multiplex.

His first shot shakes the ship and Larry is tossed to the floor. Uncomfortable when you’ve got a rocket pack on your back. Larry is wondering why he didn’t just stop pissing about and bring his other coat.

The goodies are ready to engage in the promised Battle of the Rock… oh no – Larry says to go back to base. Damn. Sucks to be us.

They turn round and go home.

The woman brilliantly dominates this scene – she doesn’t have any dialogue which matters because she’s only a woman but she spends so much time demonstratively messing about with her gloves that no one pays much attention to Larry banging on about roads and lakes and how anything unloaded from the rocket would have to go by boat.

They split up (into two parties not three, obviously, as there are only two men) and go search the lake. Larry finds the Ant Hill Mob almost immediately.

Larry creeds onto the boat and has a look for clues. He’s quickly spotted by two of the heavies. They draw weapons and prepare to engage in a contest of wit and ingenuity.

Bang.

After a few near misses, Larry puts two and two together and realises that if he’s hiding in a speed boat, he might be able to drive off.

Luckily there is a second speed boat so we can have a chase.

The baddies shoot at him – this is like the battle of the rockets in that one side is firing at the other while the other runs away. The photography is pretty darned good but someone on staff needs a dictionary.

Shit – that’s not what you want to see when you’re in a small speed boat and heading towards it. It really isn’t.

The heels have run out of bullets and are reduced to throwing stuff at Larry.

Larry is hit. And hit really badly. Really really badly. Look – this is how badly he was hit. Man that must’ve hurt.

He’s out for the count and heading for a dam thing.

Sucks to be the late Larry Martin.

The boat makes its last – and I thought somewhat curious – descent. Sorry I don’t know why I misquoted from the Paul McGann TV movie. It must be emotion.

SPLASH~!