Shit. Shitshitshitshitshit.
Imagine the most technologically advanced thing you've ever seen is an AM radio that exclusively plays the national anthem, and suddenly you're being hunted by silent sky robots. I'm surprised they haven't all surrendered yet.
If you can see an F-22, you weren't the target.
F22s? Who let The Kid out of the hangar?
Franklin finally figured out the blowtorch, I see.