Ranma: Now, little buddy, don't forget to clean up after yourself.

Ryoga: I know. Good thing I kept this small tactical nuke for just such an occasion.

Ranma: Good idea. But, aren't you worried about radioactive poisoning affecting your genetic structure and mutating your body in horrid and indescribable ways?

Ryoga: Naw. Actually, the ability to see your skeleton through your skin makes it a snap to dress up for Halloween. And the natural glow attracts babes.

Ranma: No harm then. We'd better hurry - it looks like the fugitives are waking up. Hand me the nuke, oh buddy of mine.

Ryoga: Here you go. Oh, wait, where'd I put the fuse for the thing?

Ranma: Don't worry, I'll handle it. (runs in a circle around bad guys and bomb) Hiryu Shoten Ha!

Ryoga: Good idea, but, doesn't that move require a hot battle aura from the bad guys to work?

Ranma: Yes, it does. Which, seeing as all the bad guys were out cold, is a good indication of why everything's falling back to Earth so quickly. Good observation, Ryoga.

Ryoga: Think nothing of it, old pal. We'd best go, before the bomb lands and burns our flesh to a tender, flaky, golden black crust.

Ranma: Agreed - we can pick up whatever's left of the criminals later.