Tylor stumbles into the wreckage of a fallen empire and doesn't try to fix it, he just keeps walking, picking up garbage, until the galaxy's weight lands in his hands anyway. The show moves like deep space itself, unhurried and strange, letting long silences do the work that explosions can't. It's a sequel that doesn't worship its predecessor, doesn't need spectacle to matter, just needs you to watch a man become responsible by accident.

In a far-off future, the United Planets have faded and the Empire is gone, leaving people spread across the galaxy to live quiet lives on scattered worlds. Banjo Tylor hauls away garbage above the atmosphere of one of those planets. On the job he comes across a robot ship with a girl frozen inside. Once she turns up, groups hunting for her start stirring all over the galaxy, and she turns out to be Goza the 168th, a figure said to herald the galaxy's ruin. Banjo and Goza head off together with the aim of bringing the United Planets back, though their plans keep falling apart. The result is a comedic sci-fi adventure built around a very irresponsible trip through space.