Sneaks (2025) Movie Script
(SUBWAY TRAIN WHOOSHES)
PA ANNOUNCEMENT: Ladies and
gentlemen, for this weekend,
downtown Eighth Avenue
A, C and E lines' service
will all travel
via the express track.
(TRAIN BRAKES SCREECH SOFTLY)
(TRAIN SLOWS)
(DOORS BEEP)
(PASSENGERS CHATTER)
(DOORS OPEN)
(INDISTINCT PASSENGER CHATTER)
(INDISTINCT TRAIN ANNOUNCEMENT)
(PNEUMATIC DRILL RUMBLES)
Hey, watch where you're walking!
(RHYTHMIC DRUMMING) How you doin'?
Killin' that. Alright, man.
Here's where it all started, gotta
lace you up before we start walkin'
Wanna talk about the sneaks
in the orange boxes
If you know, you know, if you
don't listen close when I'm talkin'
Before Lebron James had four rings
they wore three stripes
And they look so clean
Then I heard Drake say,
"Checks over stripes"
And they thought about it
and said, "That's right"
They like Air Force,
they like Air Max
They like low tops,
they be wearing that
They like Prestos,
they like retros
They like...
I don't know.
My sneaks can do anything
Take you anywhere
that you wanna be
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
OK, I get it, pay attention
There's a couple of things
that my friends didn't mention
There's a couple of things
that I seen that he didn't
And one mixtape days,
that was different
Filas, Reeboks, Converse,
high-tops
Shoelace, Velcro, slip-on,
why not?
So many ways to choose
to make a statement
So many stopped and stared
so as you make it
Kobes or Lebrons
It's a slam dunk, put 'em on
Like a track star in these Nikes
running miles
23 like Jordans -
every pair, every style
My sneaks can do anything
It's like magic
right in front of me
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
Yeah, back in '85, MJ chose to fly
The league chose to fine
for sneakers that were designed
That opened the door
for players to make more
For rappers to have sneaks,
they used to couldn't afford
Tell a lot about somebody
from the sneaks they wear
Tell you where they came from
and what brought them here
The wires that we hang from
help us face our fears
The laces that we tie with
keep us safe, I swear
A lot of people don't know
about these old soles
And these different colour boxes
that we call home
When you slip let these sneaks
be your backbone... Hey!
And when you lost,
let these sneaks bring you back home
My sneaks can do anything
Take you anywhere
that you wanna be
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
My sneaks can do anything
It's like magic
right in front of me
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
Imagine the scuffs
and the scratches
The wear and the tear over time
as it passes
So many pairs or the styles
or the fabrics
The ones that you wear
will remember the magic
That happened
the first time you laced up
The ones you couldn't afford
and had to save up
Couldn't believe they was yours,
but you got 'em
Meant so much,
it'd be a shame if you lost 'em
Uh, because
My sneaks can do anything
Take you anywhere
that you wanna be...
Man, ask any of the greats -
Michael Jordan,
Kobe Bryant, Serena Williams -
they'll all tell you the same thing.
If you want support,
- get a great pair of kicks.
- Wait.
If we're built for support,
then what are we doing up here?
- Yeah. Trey makes a good point.
- Bro,
we're providing narrative support.
And once a year,
sneakerheads come together
for the largest convention
this side of the Hudson River.
ALL: The Sneakerhead Gala!
Wait, are we in Manhattan?
Bro, movie magic.
We're in a movie?! When's it start?
Oh, I love popcorn!
With extra butter! And soda!(SIGHS)
Guys, this is part of the movie.
Now zip it!
I need to use the bathroom.
My sneaks can do anything...
(TYRES SCREECH)
Ooh, those are pretty!
Mom, they're not pretty. (CHUCKLES)
- They're fire!
- Uh. Sure, honey.
(HORN TOOTS) Mom!
(TYRES SCREECH)
Stay in your lane!
(HORNS BLARE)
Are you crazy?!
Whoa!
(HORN BLARES)
Am I the only
good driver in this city?
(SIGHS)
My boy gets to go
to the Sneaker Gala!
(TYRES SCREECH)
Whoa!
Maybe we'll get to see Paul Chris.
Chris Paul, Mom.
Whatever.
Paul Chris, Chris Paul.
(HORN BLARES)
Oh... it's... here.
Wow. This is crazy!
(BRAKES SCREECH)
Better jump out
and I'll see you inside.
Love you, patito.
(SOFTLY) Mom!
Love you, Mom.
Besos.(CHUCKLES)
(TYRES SCREECH)
Get out of my way!
I am late!(HORNS TOOT)
(CHEERING AND WHOOPING)
(WHOOPING)
Y'already know who I am, right?
I go by the name of Mustard
and I sure see a lot of sneakerheads
in here today.
So now, who's ready to party?!
(CHEERING)
MUSTARD: Hey!
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS)
MAN: Oh, they got
the Back To The Futures.
MUSTARD: Get your hands up!
(WHOOPING AND LAUGHTER)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
GIRL: Edson, I'm over here! Come on!
- Shanika, what up?
- I'm working
on my spin. Come on, help me.
Let's see what you got.
Whoa!
Aw, man.
Don't worry, you'll get it.
Just keep doing what we practiced, alright?
How many tickets would you like?
Vanessa.
Hey, Vanessa.
Ahem. (DEEPER VOICE) Hey, Vanessa.
Hup! Uhh!
That's great(!)
Are you OK?
Hey, Vanessa.
(CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)
I thought
you were good at basketball.
Yeah, well... So, the raffle, huh?
- Alchemy 24s?
- Yep.
Hundred bucks a pop.
One hundred bucks! Wow.
You're a volunteer
at the youth club, right?
That means you get a free ticket.
- No way?!
- Guess it's your lucky day.
But if you win,
don't be one of those guys
who makes a shrine to his shoes, OK?
I mean, I'd love to be
one of those guys, but...
I could use 'em.
Midnight Madness tonight, huh?
Well... I've never been.
Er, yeah, about that.
It's, um... I mean...
CROWD: Collector! Collector.
Hey! Hey!
Hands up now! Hands up!
(RAP MUSIC)
(CHEERING)
Whoa.
(CHEERING CONTINUES)
Hey! Man!
Excuse me, sir, but I don't think
dogs are allowed in here.
Mercury is more than a dog.
He's a hype beast.
He loves shoes more than...
Sniffin' and lickin' everything?
Uh-huh, those are mine.
Vanessa, that's The Collector.
He has the sickest, illest,
most ridiculous shoe collection
in the whole city.
Actually, in the world.
I can't believe I'm shaking the foot
of such a legend in the hand game.
I mean, hand in the foot game.
I mean...
Wow, I'm so cringe.
You keep it real now, little man.
Yo, that's his catchphrase.
Hm.
I'll take a hundred tickets.
They're $100 each, sir!
In that case... make it two hundred.
(SHOCKED GASPS)
Well, I guess my chances of winning
just took a dive.
Better luck next time, kid.
Hey, Sneakerheads, I need
all eyes to the stage right now.
Please welcome the illest,
and the reallest, CP3. That's right.
Mr Christopher Emmanuel Paul!
(CHEERING)
Get your hands up!
Put your hands up! Hey!
What's up New York?!
It is time to find out
who will be walking out of here
with the dopest pair of kicks...
(YAWNS) Hey, wake up.
It's the moment of truth, baby bro.
(YAWNS) Huh? Baby?
You're, like,
15 seconds older than me.
I just hope we're gonna end up
with someone phenomenal.
Someone who will actually use us.
Use us? I'd prefer a pedestal!
Maybe a motorized turntable, some
dope lighting. Nothing too fancy.
Just something
to show off these aglets
and this one-of-a-kid
holographic certificate
of absolute authenticity.
CHRIS PAUL: And now...
Eyes closed. It's showtime!
...feast your eyes on the A24s!
(WHOOPING)
The exclusive, hyper-limited,
often imitated, never replicated,
flyer than fly... Alchemy 24s!
What'd I miss? Did I miss it?
And the winning number is...
one... four...
seven...
...five...
Sorry, kid, it's a wrap.
And the last number is... three!
I won?
He won?
You what?!
Yo, I got the ticket! I won!
SHANIKA: Edson got the shoes!
Congratulations to our winner.
Hey, what's your name, kid?
Edson. My name's Edson.
Our winner... Edson!
Yeah.
Everybody, as loud as you can.
Make some noise for Edson!
(CHEERING AND WHOOPING)
Grrr.
Whoo-hoo! Remember that name.
Edson! Write it down.
I can't believe it!
Mom, these shoes,
they're gonna change everything.
A scholarship, the pros,
Vanessa... uh...
That's some luck you had back there, huh?
Yeah, I feel like I won the lottery.
Maybe you did.
A pair of 24s could fetch
a pretty penny from the right buyer.
I heard the B word. I think
- somebody's trying to buy us.
- Ssh.
So tell me,
what's the damage gonna be?
I'm sorry, but they're not for sale.
(BARKS)
Huh? Hm.
Everybody's got a price.
Let me make it worth your while.
No, it's not about money.
Well, how about a once-in-a-lifetime
Collector's Starter Kit?
15 pairs of vintage kicks,
NBA Championship ring,
naming rights to a sports arena
of your choice.
I can hear it now:
Madison Square... Edson!
(GRUNTS AND GROWLS)
What do you say, kid?
Sorry, Mr, er, Collector, but...
me and these shoes,
we're going places.
This kid's got integrity.
I know. We gotta do something.
He's about to blow the deal.
Yeah, I think you just might be.
But one way or the other,
I will have those shoes.
Er...(DOG BARKS)
(GRUNTS)
My son already gave you his answer,
so maybe... stop begging.
Whoa!
Nobody is begging.
We don't do beg.
Edson, get in the car.
(TYRES SCREECH)
Hm...
MOM: Whoo!
(EDSON LAUGHS)
And pow, right on the button. I'd
like to see Mr Paul Chris do that.
(CHUCKLES)
Chris Paul, Mom. Chris Paul.
Hey, that was a nice pass though.
Paul Chris, Chris Paul, whatever.
All I know, it was some crazy man
with his weird dog,
talkin' about naming rights.
Naming rights?!
Oh, yeah!
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Midnight Madness all comes down
to this.
Five seconds left on the clock.
He's got one man to beat.
Who, me?
You can't pass me.
(THUDS)
And the crowd goes wild!
(HEAVY THUDDING)
WOMAN: Edson, knock
- it off!
- Sorry, Ms Fenster!
Oh, no! It's scuffed!
Honey, they're shoes.
Aren't they supposed to get
- a little dirty?
- No, not these.
I gotta look extra fresh tonight.
I'm tryin' to stand out on the
- court.
- Why don't we celebrate?
All you can eat tacos from across
- the street!
- Yeah, that sounds fire.
Sorry that happened to you.
I got a little overexcited.
Stay right here.
Ugh! A foot!
He put his foot inside me! Eugh!
I like him.
What?
Maxine, he scuffed you.
And?
And now you're hideous. A monster!
- I think it looks cute.
- You realise
I gotta be seen with you, right?
You're jealous
because I have something you don't -
a badge of honour!
Badge of honour?
Yuck! Give me a break.
I'm getting outta here.
I'm starting to feel dust on my
- tongue.
- I kind of love it here, OK?
It feels real.
Too real.
This whole house is scuffed.
And it's not cute.
He's gonna wear us down till we're
nothing but a sweaty, stinky sole.
We gotta hide.
Ty, enough, OK?
Every inch of our tread was
made to be part of something bigger.
Just the words Midnight Madness
gives me the chills.
Every inch of ME is a specimen
of superior, museum-quality
engineering.
This is not how my story ends.
(GASPS)
Warrghh! Oof!
Arh!
(Ssh. Someone's coming.)
Hup. Arh!
(GRUNTS)
(PUFFS AND PANTS)
(HEAVY THUD)
(SNIFFS)
(SNIFFS)
(GRUNTS HEAVILY)
(GRUNTS)
Hm.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'll be right there.
I forgot to grab my -
No! No, no! Where are they?
My shoes!
(RAP MUSIC)
Ah, finally. We're rescued!
All thanks to that super thoughtful
Collector fellow.
Oh, is that climate control?
Rescued? We're being kick-napped!
Well, agree to disagree,
how about that? Wait a minute.
Did he give me lavender? Oh, you
sweet, thoughtful, beautiful man.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(GRUNTS WITH EFFORT)
OK.
Whoa!
Listen, we can get out of here
and back to Edson
in time for Midnight Madness,
as long as we work together.
Work together? Huh. Count me out.
Ty, there's a mattress up ahead.
What?
We can land there and you don't
have to worry about getting scuffed.
But it looks wet. And not with
water.
No, no! Hey, whoa, stop it! Stop it!
Argh!
Ty, you let go right now.
No! She's a bad shoe!
Waahh!
(BOTH YELL)
Help me!
Hey. Hi there. Whoa.
Argh-h-h-h!
Oh, no!
Who-o-o-oa!
Hold on! We're gonna jump!
Slow down!
(BOTH YELL)
(GRUNTS AND YELPS)
Waah! Oof! Ohh!
(WHOOSHING)
(LIFT BELL PINGS)
(SNARLS AND BARKS)
- Grrr!
- Mercury.
Here boy. Come here, boy.
Yeah, that's my man.
Guess who!
Well, if it isn't The Forger.
The one and only. Ha ha ha!
They say imitation
is the highest form of flattery.
So, what do the keen eyes
of The Collector
think of my latest and greatest?
Ah, the colouring is off,
the pattern on the heel
doesn't even match the toe cap
and the logo is on upside down.
Hm, devil is in the details.
Well, before you start making up
pathetic excuses,
did you cop my drop?
Oh,
I got your Alchemy 24s right here.
But let's just say... it wasn't easy.
If a slam dunk was easy
everybody would make one every time.
But you would know that
better than most.
Hm, it makes me sick putting
these epic sneaks into the claws -
You know why you're giving them
to me, Mr Keeping It Real.
Or do you need a reminder?
COMMENTATOR: (ON RECORDING)
Isaac G elevates for the slam.
Oh, he missed it! How embarrassing!
He's definitely gonna feel that
in the morning.
Now, let's see those sneaks!
(SNIGGERS)
(GRUMBLES)
Ah!
Now some things you just can't fake.
Where's the other one?
You'll see the other one when you
pick them up. Here. Tonight.
Ooh, have it your way!
But just remember: best collect
yourself before you wreck yourself.
Forger out!
(BARKS)
It's not here!
I've got to find that shoe!
Arhhh! Waarhh!
Waarrghhh!
- What in the world is he doing?
- Man,
I saw this on the Breakfast Club.
I think it's called scream therapy.
Like you know anything
about therapy.
Bro, what? I'll have you know, I am
very in touch with my emotions -
all one and a half of 'em.
It looks like fun.
Aarrrrhhh!
Arrrhhh!
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
(GROANS)
(SIGHS)
(GRUMBLES)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
It's a dream, it's a dream.
Just a dream. A very bad dream.
I had a bad dream once.
It was crazy.
Where my soles were my laces
and my laces were my soles.
I was tied to the ground and my
treads were in my tongue. So weird.
Huh?
Honey, don't mind him. He has PTSD.
Pretty Terrible Sun Damage.
Yeah. His tops are toasted.
Stay up here long enough
and you'll be just like us.
Arh! Arrgghhhhhh!
What?
I thought that was a good thing.
Man, if it ain't something,
it's something else.
Hey, we use our outdoor
indoor voices out here.
Oh-oh-oh!
Well now, blingety, bling, bling.
(DREAMY MUSIC)
Hey up there. You good?
No, of course I'm not good.
Do I look good?
You should probably get down
from there.
Hey, now that's a good idea. OK?
If I knew how to get down.
You're not tied to that wire,
you know.
Just relax. Open up. Let go.
I'll help you.
You promise?
Hey, do I look like a liar?
No... um...
Well, you said it, not me.
OK, OK. Here we go. (GRUNTS)
Warhh!
Oof! (SNEAKERS LAUGH)
I thought you were gonna catch me.
I said I'd help you.
I didn't say nothing about catching.
Name's JB. Now look at you.
Gold trim, gemmed-out accents,
cordovan leather.
Boy, you as soft as a nougat.
(CHUCKLES) Thanks, man. That's nice.
- - Look, I'm lost.
- Mm-hmm.
- I have to
find some guy called The Collector.
He's got my sister.
The Collector, you say?
(CHUCKLES) Fixing to break out,
- are you?
- Absolutely not!
(CHUCKLES) I wanna join her and live
in luxury like I'm meant to.
I mean, I'm no dirty, torn,
smelly street sneaker,
sleeping on the sidewalk,
one step away from being thrown away
like yesterday's garbage. Yuck.
(SNEAKERS LAUGH)
Ahem.
Oh, sorry.
Flashy sneaks like yourself
don't need to be kicking it out here
on the mean streets.
Looks to me like you could use
- my street smarts.
- So you'll help me?
Oh, I'll help you... for a small,
- one-time donation.
- Donation?
My gems?
(LAUGHS)
Gems!
Now there's a great suggestion.
Um, but I need my gems.
Oh, OK. I respect that.
Sneak gotta have principles.
Good luck finding your sis.
I'm guessing we got about
a 300% chance of rain later on.
You know how to swim, right?
(GASPS)
Oh, and watch out for rats.
They like to gnaw on sneakers.
Right down to the treads.
(SHRIEKS)
Let's go.
Hm, well,
we might as well go see the King.
He's gotta know about The Collector.
There's a king? A king shoe?
Sure! OG is the OG of OGs.
He started it all.
I can't believe it.
An hour on the streets
and I'm already meeting royalty.
With you as my guide, JB,
nothing can go wrong.
That young kick would have been
better off up here.
JB is one sneaky sneak.
You see, Trey, that's why
you don't talk to strangers,
unless they're hanging from a wire.
What if they have ice-cream?
No!
Arh! Ow! Pebble! Pebble!
Oh, I'm hit, I'm hit!
I'm too pretty to die!
Oh, come on.
Get it out! I haven't even met
- a girl sneaker.
- Turn around.
It's really not that bad, kid.
Relax.
Arh! Get it... Arh!
Oooh!
Am I scarred for life?
That was freaky.
What kinda rubber is this?
Funny you should ask.
It's a proprietary blend of organic
- polyurethane.
- Oh. Come on, let's go.
I'm injured.
It's obvious you'll have to carry me
the rest of the way.
Oh, I had enough of this kid.
Tell me you're not serious.
Hup!
Whoa! Ow.
Yeah, hold on. I gotta tie my shoe.
Why did you throw me?
Ssh. I got a idea.
Come on.
Wait.
What's that rank cheesy smell? Yuck.
It makes my eyes water. Eugh!
You wanted to be carried?
Well, here you go.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MAN: Hey, watch
where you're walking, man!
(SOFT MUSIC)
(GRUNTS AND SNUFFLES)
(BEEPS)
(BEEPS AND WHIRS)
Er...
(INTENSE WHIRRING)
Arh!
(THUD)
Uh! Whew.
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS) Whatever this is...
Ooh! This is not it.
Hey! Don't you even think about it.
I'm warning you. Get back!
(GENTLE WHIRRING)
Oh. (CHUCKLES)
Oh!
Oh, now that is nice.
(SIGHS HAPPILY)
A shoe could get used to this.
Oh! Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Arhh!
(RELIEVED SIGH)
Oh. Uhhh!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(SNORES)
(THUD)
Oof!
(SNUFFLES AND GRUNTS)
Er, that door is made of the
strongest-quality polycarbonate.
Electronically sealed with an
encrypted biometric lock.
I'm Whiz. This is Techie.
You don't say?
(SIGHS)
So, what's the best way
out of this prison?
(SNORTS)
(BOTH LAUGH)
Prison?(LAUGHS)
This isn't a prison!
(GROANS)
More like paradise.
The Hall of Fame
of retirement homes.
(GROANS)
Can you leave this paradise?
Well...
Um...
So that's a no.
What Whiz is trying to say is,
well, for some sneaks, this is an...
an aspiration.
An aspiration?
We're meant to do things,
to strive, to achieve.
Look at them.
What they did. What can do.
Sure, but things... have changed.
Sneaks are more than that now.
They're valued. Worshipped, even.
Yo, Four Eyes, keep yapping,
you gonna wake Joe.
Well, why didn't y'all geeks
say we got a newbie in the house?
Got a name?
- Maxine.
- Maxine.
So, you must be pretty special to
end up here, especially on your own.
- Where's your pair?
- I don't know.
And I'm not ending up here, OK?
But, speaking of special...
(SIGHS) ..there's this kid, Edson,
and he's got a basketball game -
Oh, snap.
Air Max
'bout to bang out at the Garden.
Nice!
Er, no.
Olympics, then.
Faster, higher, stronger. Cool.
Maybe an alien goon squad
in a high-tech AI server-verse.
OK. Er, look, you've all done
so many amazing things -
tech companies, hit music,
- championships.
- Word.
But I haven't done anything.
And Edson? Well, he has his first
high-school game tonight.
Hold up! High school?
As in before college?
Yes.
No disrespect
but that's basic-er than basic.
Ahem. Not the programming language,
just basic, basic. Sorry.
OK, I'm not in your league.
But maybe I can make a difference
to one kid.
Maxine, The Collector is, well...
Possessive. Yeah, I said it.
Big man ain't really one to
let things go. Clue's in the name.
On the bright side, the world
outside is all mud and bugs,
dropped ice-cream cones, dirt, dust.
Look, OK, I don't belong here.
At least not yet.
I've got a brother to find
and a game to play.
I say you got it good right here.
Collector dropped you in
on a pedestal.
Lost pairs don't usually
get much love.
(FAINT RUSTLING)
Hm?
Besides, ain't but one way out.
And you, old girl, don't want it.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(CHEERING)
(WHOOPING)
CROWD: Ohh!
MAN: Yo, who got Spotify?
(RAP MUSIC)
Motion, more motion
Motion, motion, more motion...
TY: Oh, for the love of...
Oh, I can't breathe!
Oh, my God, this is so stinky.
(GAGS)
This is so smelly.
My eyes are burning.
Everything's going dark. Where am
I?!
Oh! (COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS)
(RETCHES)
Whoa, hey, hey, hey.
Whatever's coming up, keep it in.
Urgh!
My whole life
just flashed before my eyes.
Haven't really lived much, huh?
Well, keep an eye out.
Just keep walking and keep your
- laces tight.
- What? JB, wait!
Keep your nerve and don't say
nothin' unless I talk first.
Whoo-hoo!
Oh, shoot... Ice?!
Oh, it's been a minute.
Ha, ha - got that right!
Me and Fire,
we've been looking forward to this
for a long, long time. Ha-ha!
Y'all wouldn't be bringing attitude
if the big guy was here.
Well, he ain't.
(CHUCKLES)
I don't feel safe.
I said don't talk unless... Ah-ha!
He's right, kid.
Sneaks don't talk round here.
We... converse. (LAUGHS)
OG! What up, King?
Boy, are you a sight
for sore eyelets.
JB, who's the new shoe?
Er, hello. I'm Ty and...
Oh, he's brand, brand new.
Might say he's fresh out the box.
A sneak has to be careful who
they roll with. Where's your pair?
We got separated but, luckily,
JB volunteered to help me find her.
Ha, if you're tellin' me
the great JB is volunteering,
I'll tell you he's after something.
Hey, I ain't gotta listen to this.
We was just hoping
on getting some guidance.
Oh, I'll show you where to go, bro.
Huh.
You and your momma.
Whoa! You talking about my momma?
Hey, my momma was a Louboutin.
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah, your momma was from Payless.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up now!
Nobody's getting kerb-stomped
on my blacktop.
But before I help you
with your new friend,
let's settle some business
like real sneaks - on the blacktop.
Um, JB, what's happening?
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Whoa-ho-ho, what is this place?
You ain't never seen
basketball played before?
Sure I have. It's the one with the
round thing and the... round thing.
Simple.
You mean the ball and the hoop.
Exactly. So, which one is the hoop?
Huh. Wow!
Alright, boys, you know the rules.
First team to 21 wins.
Grrr!
Grrr.
Remember, keep it clean.
Oh! It's time to take out the trash.
They call me the janitor. (LAUGHS)
Come on, kid.
(GASPS)
Hey, where you get that bling,
- player?
- Oh, this?
Just a little gift from my new
- friend.
- I think you mean grift.
Ha ha!
Come on, Ty, pick and roll.
(GRUNTS)
(CHEERING)
Har!
Oh!
Come on, Ty, get in the game.
JB, pass the ball.
Arh! (GROANS) Ooh!
I think I bruised something.
OK, dawg.
In your face. Oh, yeah, right here.
That's my shoe! That's my shoe!
Oh, wow!
Me and JB smoke y'all.
Back up!
Yo, y'all can't get with this.
Laces up.
We got 'em, JB. We got 'em.
Here we go, JB.
That sneak was meant to fly.
Ha ha! Yeah!
Oh! Oh...
Ooh, better tie your shoes.
(GRUNTS)
Hey, come on now.
Nobody likes a show off.
Wait.
Look... at... that. (CHUCKLES)
Game!
(CHEERING)
High laces, baby! Mercy!
Aww, that's right! Come on back when
you learn how to tie them laces.
Yay!
Alright, OG, wassup?
How do we find The Collector?
Really, JB? You already know
who's got the juice.
There's a certain somebody
who's got their foot on the pulse
of everyone and everything
in New York.
Oh, come on, man,
please don't bring her up.
They don't call her
the Queen of Heels for nothin'.
Adriana don't know, no-one does.
Hm! Who's Adriana?
Pssh! Thanks, OG.
What? JB, wait.
(CHUCKLES)
So what was up with all that?
At least OG pointed us at Adriana, right?
Man, I coulda got us to Adriana.
So, why didn't you?
Listen, man, she's my ex.
She was my queen.
You could even say
- we was soul mates.
- Oh!
And then something happened.
Maybe you can, you know,
get The Collector's address
and settle old differences...
(TUTS) ..all at the same time.
- Oof!
- I can't go see Adriana
- looking like this.
- Why not?
Oh, man, she's so fancy. She even
got friends with British accents.
Ow! (CLATTER)
My treads are sadder than a bald
- tyre.
- Wow, yeah, they are.
(LAUGHS) Oh, lots of folks think
bald is attractive now.
But maybe if I was rocking
a few more of your gems...
I just might - just might -
be presentable enough.
Er, hey, whatever it takes, man.
So how do we get to Adriana?
(WHISTLES)
(LIVELY MUSIC)
And our ride is on time.
Whoa, diamonds!
So cool!
Who are you?
- - I'm Sky.
- And I'm Rayssa.
- Together,
we're The Borough Board Express.
OK, girls.
- Get me to the wedding.
- Wedding?
I mean, that's a bit presumptuous,
my friend.
You don't even know
if she'll forgive you yet.(SIGHS)
We need to go uptown, ASAP.
As soon as possible?
We can't go that slow.
Wait. What?
Waarh!
And that's when JB took Ty
for a literal and metaphorical ride.
You mean JB
is using Ty for his gems?
Yes, fool. Those are called stakes.
And, unfortunately, those stakes
were about to make beef.
Wait, what kinda steaks are
we talking about? New York Strip?
Filet mignon?
Let's get back to the story.
Porterhouse? Ribeye?
(FAST-PACED MUSIC)
(LAUGHS)
Whoa!
Hold on! Argh!
Hold me, hold me, I'm flying off!
Weight on the front, Rayssa!
Drag back wheels and... powerslide!
How's this even legal?!
(LAUGHS)
Oh, man!
Why is there a rat in my face?
Arhhh!
Fresh move, Rayssa.
No more. Please!
Mais?
So porque voce disse por favor.
No, no, no, no, no...
Arh!
Arhhh!
That was crazy!
(CHUCKLES)
Here comes the drop!
Wait, what does that even mean?
Arghhh!
Skate or die! Watch this.
I'm gonna bust a rodeo flip.
(LAUGHS)
Whoa!
TV COMMENTATOR: And the superstar
is down, ladies and gentlemen.
It looks like he lost his footing.
One can only hope that such a bright
future isn't over before it begins.
(SIGHS)
I can't seem to win for losing
I must have the worst luck
Disappointment hurts her
Disappointment hurts us
And I'm disappointed
How could someone
just take somethin'
When it wasn't yours, yeah?
And it's all so unfair
And I know they don't care, no
So what do I do
when I'm seeing red
But I'm still feeling blue?
So what do I do now?
Let me know
cos I don't have a clue...
(DOOR OPENS)
Whew! What a day.
You ready for tonight?
Whoo! Oh, snap!
And the crowd goes wild!
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(SIGHS)
Edson,
we can get you some new sneakers.
They might not be as fancy
as your other ones,
but we do have the money.
Thanks, Mom, but those 24s were
special. They were my future.
I'd give anything to have 'em back.
Now arriving at Killa Queens!
Next stop...
- Argh!
- BOTH: Who knows!
(GROANS) Your choice of transport
always makes me feel like
I'm gonna be sick.
Yeah, whatever, kid.
This is the spot.(GASPS)
There's fancy food for fancy people
wearing fancy shoes.
A wedding party.
Tell me, how do I look, kid?
Um... good. You look good.
OK, er, good.
Good. Yeah, er, I mean...
Yo, you look go-o-od.
You a bad liar, man.
What's a good liar?
Huuh!
(WAITER WHISTLES TUNEFULLY)
(CAMERA BEEPS AND WHIRS)
(CONTINUES WHISTLING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
TV PRESENTER: The Big Apple
Youth Club has been giving kids
a place to grow and learn
for decades.
This is Edson,
a volunteer at the club.
And who do you have with you here?
I'm Shanika.
So, Shanika, what do you like about
- the club?
- The fun!
And Edson.
He helps us with school and teaches
- us all kinds of stuff.
- Hmph.
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
Alright, Mercury,
enough of the puppy dog eyes.
(BEEPING)
Well... (CHUCKLES) Well, well.
I got it. (GRUNTS)
I got it.
You think she'd be tired by now.
I know I am.
(SNIGGERS) She ain't got it.
I got it. I got it.
I...got it.
(GROANS AND PANTS)
It's... impossible.
Technically, it's not impossible.
Lucas did it.
Lucas? Lucas!
Oh, great! OK, OK! Who's Lucas?
Uh! The most annoying sneak
I ever met.
Always kicking -
"All the world's a stage!"
Come on now, what's that even mean?
So, how'd he do it?
- Simple.
- Hm?
His pair helped him.
But my pair is out there!
(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC)
Hey, why you hidin' in there?
I've been in this box for years,
since before The Collector was,
well, you know...
...The Collector.
(CHUCKLES)
Oh.
So, back in the day,
back in the day.
Yeah, I was part of the first pair
he saved up for.
Name's Spike. Though I haven't seen
my other half in so long,
I can barely remember
what he looks like.
Probably a lot like you?
Not as good-looking though.
(SIGHS) It's only been a couple of
hours and I er... I actually miss Ty.
Like a lot.
Bet he feel the same about you.
(FORLORN CHUCKLE)
Uh, well, last time I saw him...
I kinda threw him off
a speeding motorcycle, so...
Mm, yeah, that's not good
but, you know, that's siblings.
Yep. A pair of kicks
share the same sole.
Thick or thin,
you can't get no closer than that.
(HORNS BLARE)
(LIVELY CHATTER)
MATT PARIS FT CORNETTO & IAMCHINO:
Pa Pa Pa
Yeah, this is the place.
That's where we'll find her.
Come on. Anybody knows
about The Collector, it'll be Ade.
Now, listen, be cool, kid,
and don't embarrass me.
(LIVELY CHATTER)
(ROMANTIC MUSIC)
Wow! She's, er...
she's something else, man.
Hey, now... There's my girl.
Adriana.
Fine every time.
Oh!
You got a lot of nerve dragging
your raggedy behind up in here!
You still mad, huh?
Mad? I'd have to care to be mad.
You conniving, two-timing...
Come on now. Don't be like that.
We had fun back in the day.
You know, JB, there's a reason
you're out there on your own.
Yeah, well, I'm here with my boy Ty.
Ain't that right, Ty?
Er, yeah. He's, um... he's helping
me.
Helping?! (LAUGHS)
That's right.
Uh-huh. Nice bling.
Hey now, don't look at me like that.
I'm just holding 'em for him.
Look good though, don't it?
So, can we talk?
I'm here to dance.
You remember how to dance,
don't you?
She's really gonna make me do this.
Yo, Adriana, hold up.
JB, wait.
Ooh, a new sneaker!
(EXCITED CHATTER)
There's quite the high arches
in here.
Oh, excuse me. I'll...
(LAUGHTER)
I'll just wait outside.
- Ooh.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
Sorry? That's an odd name.
Oh... (BOTH CHUCKLE)
No. Ty. My name is Ty.
Ty, hmm. I like that. I'm Britany.
Never seen you around here before.
You new?
Uh, yeah, kinda. You can say that.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Yes, I love this song! You dance?
I'm not really... Oh!
(LAUGHS) Follow me.
Loosen up, Ty.
Dance like no-one's watching.
Let your soul be free.
(CHUCKLES)(LAUGHS)
Listen, girl. I ain't doin' this
for myself, you know.
This kid is lost.
He's in real pain, Adriana.
He lost his sister and I'm really
out here trying to find her for him.
Oh, yeah,
he looks so torn up about it(!)
Whoo, whoo, whoo!
(LAUGHS)
Go, Ty.
Whoo!
Goodbye, JB.
Look, he really did lose his sister
and I am helping him find her.
Helping him or helping yourself?
Oh, Ade.
Come on.
Yeah, I... You're right, OK.
I mean, I figure he got plenty
of bling to spare and...
Look at you.
Look at me.
How's a low-down sneak like me good
enough for a high heel like you?
J, you had all the bling
you ever needed.
Are you telling me the truth about
- this kid?
- Yeah.
(SIGHS) OK, then. Come on.
(TYRES SCREECH)
(SNIFFS)
Whoa, whoa. Yo.
No dogs inside the hotel, OK?
Hey!
OMG, The Collector?!
Oh my... Pic for the gram?
Not now.
I don't have time for photos.
But I mean, er... for a super stan?
Hey, sure. Yeah, chin up, chin down.
Yeah, that's it. My man!
(LAUGHTER AND CHATTING)
Britany!
Ty here needs to find The Collector.
Tell 'em what you told me about that
sneak that broke out of his place.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. I remember.
Word is a shoe named Lucas escaped
with his pair not too long ago.
The only shoe to ever do it.
Find this Lucas
and you find your sister's location.
That's great!
Wait. How we gonna find one sneaker
in a city as big as New York?
Hey, girl. It's showtime!
(JAZZ-STYLE MUSIC STARTS)
I know you been
Searching high and low
But there is a man
(GASPS SOFTLY)
I know you been
Searching high and low
But there is a man
Who will show you where to go...
Hallelujah!
(UPBEAT TEMPO)
You asked me, "What's his name?"
Just listen close,
I'll tell you what it is
His name is Lucas
Oh, Lucas!
And I know exactly where he is
He's down at the club
He's down at the club
Zapato, the bowling alley
I can guarantee you he'll be there
Just ask for Lucas
Oh, Lucas...
Ty, can you believe this?
You came here to find Lucas.
This is how we do it!
She could've just told us.
This is like swatting a fly
with a bazooka.
JB, this is amazing!
Whoa ho-ho-ho!
He's at the club
Yes, he is
Just ask for Lucas at Club Zapato
Go, go get 'em
Go get 'em
Go
You better go, you better go
Go get 'em
Go-o-o-o# Go get 'em
Go get 'em
Go, go get 'em
Go get 'em
Go, go get 'em
Go get 'em# Go get 'em
Go, go get 'em
Go get 'em# Go, go, get 'em
Just go, go get 'em
Go get 'em# Go get 'em
Just go-o-o-o get 'em!
Go, go get 'em
Go-o-o-o-o-o!
I love you!
Club Zapato in Harlem?
Oh, man. At this rate, we'll be
looking for Maxine in Jersey.
(LAUGHTER)
(CLATTERING AND SNARLING)
(PANICKED CLAMOURING)
(BARKS)
(SCREAMING)
(BARKS)
JB, get Ty out of here!
- Britany!
- Don't worry,
we'll see you in Harlem.
(SNARLS AND BARKS)
BOTH: Arghh!
(PUFFING AND PANTING)
We can't run from that monster
forever.
(CLATTERING)
Hm?
When I say go,
grab onto me and pull.
Got it? When I say go.
(WHISTLES)
(BARKS AND SNARLS)
JB!
Now! Now.
Now what?
Green light. Come on.
What are you doing?
Yeow!
Argh!
Argh!
The cake!
- Uh?
- Just do it!
The cake!
That cake?
Come on, green light, bro.
Come on. Now!
Go!
(GRUNTS)
Now! Now!
(GRUNTS)
Oh, you crazy, literal, ain't you?
What?
You said on 'go'.
It's very different than 'now'.
And 'do it' is even worse. You're
the poster child for a narcissist.
I don't understand
how you can do that
and then try and react
like I did something wrong.
You could've even said 'pull'.
Forget I said anything.
So, how far away is Harlem?
Far.
But, luckily, there's a shortcut.
(WHISTLES)
No, no, no. Really?
- Can't get enough of us, huh?
- Nobody
ever said a free ride was cheap.
So, guys, where we headed this time?
Harlem.
Uptown, baby. Let's go!
Bus. Bus! Bus, bus, bus, bus!
Arghhhh!
(GROANS)
(GASPS) Hey, whoa.
Stop it! Stop it! Whoa-oa!
Arhh!
What?
Argh. No, no. No. Help!
Somebody.
Let's go back inside!
You can open your eyes now.
Whoa!
ELLA MAI: Rockets In The Sky
What up?
Is something wrong
with us or is it just me?
Are we anywhere
that we said we would be?
Cos love is passing us
faster than our speed
And I don't wanna miss
all that we could see...
Wow, JB, look at this!
Are we pushing limits
or just afraid?
Cos, darling,
if somehow you're feeling the same
Then we should take a chance
before it is too late
Where do you want to go?
Where do you want to go?
Just say the word
and I promise we'll roll...
Wow, it's beautiful!
And we will fly, fly
Like rockets in the sky
Oh oh, like rockets in the sky...
Wow! Maxine would love this.
I can't wait to tell her all the
cool things I got to do without her.
(LAUGHS)
Spoken like a true little brother.
So, who's Isaac?
He must be really important if he
has his name written on you, right?
Yeah, I... (CLEARS THROAT) Hey,
look, it was just a time that...
that I realised I...
I was better off alone.
Why?
You wouldn't understand.
Oh, come on. Tell me.
At first, we all crispy and new.
But then life happens
and you get broken in.
Before you know it,
you're just broke.
That's really sad. I'm sorry, JB.
Hey, hey, what, what you doing?
I'm getting broken in, man.
Oh, you, you are too kind.
I mean that, Ty.
Like rockets in the sky
Like rockets in the sky
Wow! The two we saw this morning
couldn't stand each other.
And now they look like boys
for life.
(TEARFULLY) Ty and JB
are finally becoming friends.
(SOBS)
(HORNS BLARE)
(WHOOSHING)
We had it!
We had it and you let it get away!
(GULPS)
Don't even think about it!
(GRUMBLES) Bad dog.
(GASPS)
Look out! Someone's coming!
(GASPS)
Hm...
(PHONE ALERT)
(GRUMBLES)
(GASPS)
Ugh! (GRUNTS)
(SNORES)
Hup!
(GRUNTS)
(BEEPING)
I'm back! Where have you been?
I've been home all day.
(MIMICS) I've been home all day.
I had a feeling you might say that.
If these aren't you,
they're exceptional copies.
So lifelike.
I'd say you were out trying to solve
the case of the missing 24s.
(CACKLES)
Ty?
You can't play me, player.
So, beg for forgiveness.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
What did you just say?
I said beg! (CACKLES)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Intruder alert. Intruder alert.
Intruder alert.
(BEEPS)
Access denied.
Uh, uh, uh.
Your password is no good.
No! (ROARS ANGRILY)
Forger, get outta my shoes!
Look at the sweat
collecting on your brow. Ha ha!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(HISSING AND SNIPPING)
(SNIPPING)
Wait! Stop!
Never lie to The Forger or I'll
turn your sneaks into shoe confetti.
- Capiche?
- Yes, yes.
- I capiche, I capiche.
- Good.
Then I'll see you
and BOTH my Alchemy 24s real soon.
Forger out.
Grrr! Grrrr!
Mercury, let's go.
(GROANS FEEBLY)
(GRUMBLES)
(SNORES)
Max! You came back!
Something's gone horribly wrong.
I know. I had to come tell you.
The Collector is into some deep
dirt with a maniac named The Forger.
Huh!
This is no longer a safe space.
It's more a
rip-off-your-face place!
(PANICKED YELLING AND SHRIEKING)
Guys, guys, guys! Hello?
Don't worry... I've got a plan.
So what we gonna do, Max?
You're not gonna want it.
We're going down the garbage chute.
- Just shoot me now.
- Chute?!
I don't wanna go down a chute.
Kernel panic! Kernel panic!
- Kernel panic!
- It's cool.
OK?
You've got nothing to worry about.
How can you be so sure?
Because...
...Edson is coming to get us.
(SHOCKED GASPS AND MURMURS)
(GRUNTS)
Ohh!
Yo, Ty. Something I need
- to get off my chest.
- There it is.
Come on, we gotta go.
(SIGHS)
We gotta find a way inside.
Ty, seriously, man, I gotta...
(MAN WHISTLES TUNEFULLY)
Hey, man, how are you?
Oh, look. We can hop a ride in that.
Wait, wait up.
Hold up a second. Ty!
Uhh!
Look, when I, um...
...when I first saw you up there
on that wire...
I saw something I wanted.
You had something I wanted.
I don't get it.
I wanted your bling, man.
I wanted it, and I didn't care
what I had to do to get it.
But... but The Collector and...
Man, I didn't give a rip
about no Collector.
Ain't you listening?
I was hustling you, man.
Yeah, you were a mark. A chump.
MACY GRAY: In Love With Anyone
Wait. Wait, wait up.
But it's all good.
I got to know the real you.
My, my, my guy... Ty.
If bling is what you want...
just take it all!
I think you were right after all.
You really are better off
on your own.
Ty!
Look, I was hustling you.
But I ain't hustling you now.
(RAIN PATTERS)
Those kind of nights
When the sneaks
tell you where to go on autopilot
And you're lucky
if you make it home
Make the most of
being young and broken
Dancing drunk
and hopelessly in love
In love with anyone...
I'm not crying.
Let it out.
Here, take my laces.
Yes, I am! (BAWLS)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(COUGHING)
(GROANING)
Yo! You good in there?
VOICE: (WEAKLY) No. (COUGHS)
Y'all better not be playin'.
(COUGHING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(SLURPS)
All looks good, bro?
Yeah.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Yo. What size?
- Yeah, I'll take
a pair of size 12s, please.
Let me check in the back for you.
(Psst, Ty.)
(Up here.)
Britany? How d'you...
Ssh.
(SIGHS) Kids.
(SHUTTER CLICKS)
Hmm.
(BEEPING)
(TYRES SCREECH AND HORN BLARES)
Are you crazy?! Learn how to drive!
(RAIN PATTERS)
(COUGHING)
VOICE: Not today. (COUGHS)
Not today.
(COUGHING)
Hey.
Are you OK down there?
(COUGHS)
Do I look OK?
I got a splittin' headache.
Oh, man, what happened to you?
(COUGHS)
The Forger happened to me.
One minute
you're bein' buffed and polished.
The next thing you know...
(WHIMPERS)
...you're half the sneaker
you used to be. (COUGHS)
Cut me up
just to make a whole box of fakes!
Pfft, fakes!
The Forger can rip off my sole...
(COUGHS)
...but he'll never rip OUT my soul.
Uh, the Forger.
He ain't even real.
Real?!
It look like I slipped in a bathtub
to you?!
Oh, he's real alright.
I'd call him a nightmare,
but nightmares... they ain't real!
And now I hear he's got
The Collector doing his bidding.
He's going after
those Alchemy 24s next.
(WHIRRING)
Arh! Arhhhh!
Ty! No!
(GASPS WEAKLY)
But if The Collector's
working with The Forger...
I'm sorry, man.
Rest in peace.
I...I gotta save Ty.
(ENGINE ROARS)
Grrr!
(SINISTER MUSIC)
(PHONE BUZZES)
- Huh?
- COLLECTOR:
You just posted a lost sneaker.
Maybe. How d'you get this number?
I am THE Collector.
(SIGHS) Crazy influencers.
(LAUGHS) Follow me.
Wait.
Oh... OK. Waah!
Wa-a-a-a-h!
(UP-TEMPO DANCE MUSIC)
This is amazing!
So, this is Club Zapato?
Yep.
What d'you think?
It's great!
But how are you here?
After party. Everyone's here.
ALL: Even us.
Say 'Hey! Ho!'
Wait a minute.
Am I too young for the club?
Nah. You might be a kid's shoe,
but you're 35 years old.
I'm 35?!
Whoops. I think I scuffed you.
(CHUCKLES) It's all good.
- Now I match Max.
- Well, if it ain't
the Rookie of the Year himself!
OG!
You look like you been through it.
Through it and to it.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Your boy, Lucas? He's over there.
Thank you, Adriana.
You like Shakespeare?
Huh?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
Don't thank me yet.
(BOTH LAUGH)
(BEEPS)
Sorry, Maxine.
I-I-I don't think I can do this.
I'm allergic to dogs -
specifically, dog teeth!
Whiz, do you trust me?
0.0%! Arhhh!
Maxine. Dog.
Maxine!
(GRUNTS)
Please don't wake up.
Don't move.
Waah!
(RELIEVED CHUCKLE)
That...
(SNORES)
That was close. Whew. You OK?
That depends. Are 'OK' and 'wetting
yourself' mutually exclusive?
Er... (CHUCKLES)
Then, yeah, I'm OK.
Alright. Um, OK.
Now for the hard part.
OK, hopefully this won't take too -
- Found him.
- What?
Sorry that took so long.
I forgive you.
Now, type this message...
(PHONE BUZZES)
'Found your Alchemys'?
'Meet me right away'?
Mom!
And...
I found your brother.
(GASPS) Yes!
Whiz, you're a genius.
Yes.
(RECORDING)
You just posted
- a lost sneaker.
- Maybe.
(GASPS) The Collector has him!
Good thing we didn't leave yet.
Imagine if you missed each other.
(SNORTS)(LOW GROWL)
Uh...
(GROWLS)
Um, Whiz...
Arhhhh!
Maxine, we're trapped! Arh!
There's only one way left.
What?!
Arhhh!
(BARKS)
(GASPS)
(RAIN SPLASHES)
Uh!
Uh! (GROANS)
(LAUGHTER)
Well...
Blingety, bling, bling.
I'm gonna rescue Ty, JB style.
(GROANS)
(SNEAKERS SNIGGER AND GIGGLE)
- Gotta be faster than that.
- Don't
y'all got someplace better to be?
ALL: Nah!
Best view in town, baby!
Next car that passes is mine.
(SNORTS)
Garbage in, garbage out.
William Tell Overture
Had to be.
Uh!
(MELLOW DANCE MUSIC)
Excuse me, are you Lucas?
Ah! A rose by any other name.
Ugh.
We're looking for The Collector.
To be, or not to be:
that is the question.
Well, actually,
the question was "Are you Lucas?".
(CHUCKLES)
You might have heard of me.
Star of such productions
as The Taming of the Shoe,
Twelfth Nike
and Much Adidas About Nothing.
OK, Poitier. We're kinda in a hurry.
Why, of course, my boy.
If you'd like a picture,
that'll be $10.
I've played them all, you know.
Julius Sneaker, McB... Ugh!
To squeeze or not to squeeze:
THAT is the question.
Come on, hey, Brit...
(CHOKES)
(COUGHS) Collector lives
at the other side of the...
(COUGHS) ..park.
He's in a skyscraper. Top floor.
Arghh!
(ALL EXCLAIM)
Ty, you're here.
Hey, look, I'm sorry, man.
I really...
JB, whatever you're selling...
You gotta listen to me, alright.
Things is worse than you know.
The Collector, he's -(DOOR OPENS)
(FAINT SCUFFLING)
What the...
Huh?
(GRUMBLES)
(MUTTERS)
Well, well, well.
Yeah, I'm gonna need to see
a claim ticket.
(GRUMBLES) Yeah, I, er...
I got it here somewhere.
What are you doing?!
I'm saving your hide!
Checked your social. That shoe's
gotta be worth some real chedda.
I think that ticket
you're looking for is green.
Ty, you're in danger
if you go with him. Listen.
They're fixin' to chop you up.
(GRUNTS)
Uh, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no.
Wait! No, no, no.
(ENGINE ROARS)
This can't be happening.
You've got the wrong sneaker!
(SIGHS)
Ty, are you OK?
I was... till I met JB.
And I bet whoever Isaac is, he feels
- the same way.
- You know about Isaac?
No. Doesn't matter, anyway.
Probably just a lie like
everything else outta JB's mouth.
No, Ty, it isn't.
'When he was fresh out the box,
JB found his way
to the foot of a real baller.
A baller named Isaac.
Isaac and JB? Ah,
they were a match made in Heaven.
One just as cocky as the other.
But JB, well, he lost focus,
forgot why we're here.
And when Isaac needed him most...'
(CROWD GROANS)
'Isaac was hurt, humiliated.
He never played again.'
(GRUNTS ANGRILY)
(SNIGGERING)
(GRUNTS)
JB been on his own ever since.
I...I had no idea.
I think hooking up with you gave him
a little glimpse into what he lost.
For a second there, I thought
I saw that spark. The old JB.
But he wouldn't lie about something
like this. I believe him.
Other side of the park, huh?
(CHUCKLES) What's the worst
- that could happen?
- Um...
(FOREBODING MUSIC)
(BEEPING)
Look out, someone's here.
(PANICKED SHRIEKING AND YELLING)
(GASPS)
(EVIL CACKLE)
(OWL HOOTS)
Wow. Central Park
looks a lot bigger at night.
And a lot scarier.
(CHUCKLES) Tish.
There's shadows in life, baby.
(CHUCKLES)
Just go with the flow.
And the flow is Lucas.
Er... (CLEARS THROAT)
Uh.
Fine.
Let us sally forth.
Wait!
(SHRIEKS)(GASPS)
How about tomorrow, guys?
I just realised I had this thing
to go to tonight
that I forgot about.
Tomorrow work for you?
(CHUCKLES)
Yep.
Don't fret, young flyer.
We got your back.
What are you all doing here?
We're shoes.
We were made to give support.
Mm-hm. And right now,
we're going to support you
across this nasty,
disgusting, gross,
rat-infested park.
I don't know what to say. I just...
(CHUCKLES) Ty, please.
Once more unto the breach,
my friends, once more.
(SHOCKED GASPS)
Oh, wow.
That's gotta hurt.
I mean, I know it's wrong...
...but anybody else
just a little bit relieved?
(SILENCE)
O...K.
Laces out!
ALL: Laces out!
Charge!
(SHOUTING AND YELLING)
I'll beat the squeak out of you!
(SHRIEKS) We can't outrun them.
Everyone, head for the bridge.
Ice, you and Fire guard the rear.
Heels, get those spurs ready.
Stilettos... out!
Not today, rodents!
Run rat!
You go on ahead.
We'll hold 'em off here.
Argh!
(SNARLING)
This is easy.
Too easy if you ask me!
(RATS SQUEAKING)
Why is this so easy?
I don't know, just keep running.
(BOTH GASP)
Me and my big mouth!
(SNARLING)
Arh!
(GASPS)
We're trapped.
(SNARLING)
Not yet.
(GASPS)(YELLS)
We're not rat food yet.
(HISSES)
(GASPS)
Whoa.
(HUFFS AND PUFFS)
What are you doing?
Trust me.
(HISSES)
(HUFFS AND PUFFS)
Whatever it is, make it quick.
(SNARLS)
(HIGH-PITCHED WHISTLE)
(WHISTLE ECHOES)
Faster, faster!
Downhill!
Jump now!
Here we go!
(LAUGHS)
(ALL EXCLAIM)
Whoa!
Didn't I say that sneak could fly?
(LAUGHS)
Whoo!
(CHUCKLES)
Well, you sure know
how to show a girl a good time.
- Mwah!
- Wow.
I guess
I like thinking outside of the box.
Come on, we've got work to do.
(CHUCKLES)
How do we get inside?
We don't. You do.
Wait. Britany!
(HORN TOOTS)
Mmmm... ha!
Hey! Who throws a shoe, huh?
(BARKS)
(GROWLS)
Mercury, what is it, boy?
Huh?
(BEEPS)
There was a Collector
who lived with his shoes
But he had a dark secret,
so what could he do?
If you think I'm gonna just let you
mess with my sneaks like this,
you are more unhinged
than I thought.
Oh, I'm twice as unhinged
as you think I am.
Now, hand me the other shoe.
Get outta my system first.
(FOREBODING MUSIC)
(GRUNTS)
(LAUGHS)
It's like you think you're
in a position to make demands.
- Uh?
- What?! You're still
trying to play me, player?!
Ugh!
(GRUMBLES)
This has gone too far, Forger.
I actually stole sneaks from a kid
trying to live his dream.
And for what?
What's this?
A pang of guilt? (CACKLES)
Oh, come on. Not just his sneakers,
you stole his dreams.
You know,
like YOU used to have, huh?
(GRUMBLES)
Well, do what you gotta do!
Fine.
Have it your way. Ha ha ha!
Anybody remember this nobody?
Isaac G? No?
Of course not.
Oh, snap!
IG collectin' serious i-ron.
How embarrassing.
Poor, poor lil Isaac G.
You bad, so sad.
Another has-been, never was.
But then, you might know him better
by his preferred name -
The Collector!
The Collector?
Ah... that poor boy.
(BARKS)
(SNIFFS)
Puppy, remember me?
Here comes the drop!
Whoa!
(SNARLS)
Take it easy, puppy. Come on.
Arh! (GRUNTS)
(CACKLES)
Once a fake, always a fake.
(GRUNTS AND GURGLES)
Now that I've destroyed your rep,
next are your precious sneaks.
Any last words?
Arh!
Arghh!
Hey, Forger.
Let's see how you like it when the
shoe's on the other foot. (BEEPS)
Argh!
Oh, my lenses!
Argh! Stop it!
(GASPS)
Maxine, he's here. Edson's here!
Maxine?
(GASPS)
Hey! These are my brother's.
What did you do to him?
Whoa, whoa! Ow!
It's OK. I'm JB. I'm Ty's friend.
(CHUCKLES) Wait, wait.
My Ty made a friend?
Looks like at least two.
Who'd have guessed?
Argh! Shoes can't talk!
Ha, ha!
Let's give him the laces, home boys.
Huh?
(SNEAKERS YELL AND CHEER)
(THUDDING)
Ty!
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Nice digs.
(GIGGLES)
Uh, you smell like lavender.
And you...
You look... I mean... (CHUCKLES)
...you're full of...
Scuffs? Nicks? Gum? Dog slobber?
Badges of honour.
You know, Max, you were right.
We weren't meant for a box.
(LAUGHS)
Well, look at you. So, how about
a little Midnight Madness?
I'm game if you are.
Well, in that case,
I got some things for you.
Hey, they were never mine no how.
Thanks, JB.
Alright, everyone. It's time.
You first, Max.
Wait up, guys.
You're not coming?
Nah, I'm good. Been here too long.
I wouldn't even know what to do
out there on my own.
But you won't be alone.
You'll have us.
But you know how it is...
without your other half.
(GASPS)
Hold on.
What you doing, girl?
You done lost your mind?!
Oh. Spike?
That you? JB?
Oh, man, you got old!
Old? Who you calling old?
O-L-D. Old.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
I'm not the one with the creases.
(LAUGHS)
(BOTH LAUGH)
Honestly,
I never thought I'd see you again.
Whew! Been in that box
for a hot minute, ain't cha?
(CHUCKLES)
Mercy. Mercy!
Max! They're heading back
to the car. We gotta go. Now!
KIANA LEDE: Over It
I'm sorry, Eddie.
(BEEPS)
(GRUMBLES)
(CRACKLING AND INDISTINCT VOICES)
OK, Edson... here we come.
(CRACKLING)
(BOTH GASP)
(MUFFLED GRUNT)
(SNARLS)
Hmm.
(MUFFLED GRUNT)
(MUFFLED GRUNT)
Now I see why you wear a mask.
Don't look at me!(SHUTTER CLICKS)
No, don't take... Arh!
But it's over now
It had me down for a long time
I don't know why
It had me down for a long time
But it's over now, yeah
Had to climb my way up
from the bottom, I swear
Why should I go and fight
someone else's war
That don't really care...
(CROWD CHEERS)
CROWD: (CHANT) Midnight Madness!
Midnight Madness!
(BUZZER)
(CROWD CHEERS)
That's great(!)
No.
(SIGHS)
Hey, is that who I think it is?
Trying hard to reach the top
I'm at the bottom
Different struggles
I know everybody got 'em
But still I keep on pushin' anyway
Make a little bit of progress
every day
You know, you know, you know
It's never too late...
(CLEARS THROAT)
Er, I hear you going places.
Figured you oughta go together.
(GASPS)
Word is, you're a real baller.
Well, you know what they say.
Real recognise real.
Nah, not me, kid.
I'm just another fake.
CROWD: Isaac! Isaac!
What are you talking about?
A missed dunk?
CROWD: Isaac! Isaac!
Don't you hear 'em?
Isaac! Isaac!
Isaac! Isaac! Isaac! Isaac!
Isaac! Isaac! Isaac!
I got some fresh sneakers
on my feet
I'm on the right path,
I'm walkin' to victory
Stomping on my mind, it's destiny
(CHUCKLES)
Alright!
We the dream team
He on my side
so will nothing ever stop me
It gets rough
but, no, I never stop believing...
So, how they look?
Like the future, kid.
Like the future.
(BUZZER)
There you go, kid.
(WHISTLE TOOTS)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
Yeah!
Yeah!
That's my son! Whoo!
(CHUCKLES)
(CHEERING)
Yeah. We got this.
(GRUNTS)
Whoo! Yeah!
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(SPRAY CAN HISSES)
Yeah, back to the top
for everybody that's watching
Let me make it clear
so nothing is forgotten
For some people it seems
it only happens in dreams
Put on a pair of these
and you can do anything
Cos sneakers have
a life of their own that never ends
As soon as you think they do,
another story begins
Like our friend who bought a
ticket hoping to win
The most beautiful sneaks ever
so that he could play in
They happened to call his number,
he was happy and then
Started saying everything
we've been saying again, like...
You keep it real now. What?!
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
My sneaks can do anything
It's like magic
right in front of me
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms
is underneath
Cos all my niggas got it out
the streets
I keep a hundred racks
inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall
with the whole team
Now can't answer calls
cos I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks
in the morning
I was broke, now I'm rich,
these salty
All this designer on my body
got me drip, drip, ayy
Straight up out the Yajects,
I'm a big Crip
If I got a pint of lean,
I'ma sip, sip
I run the racks up with my queen
like London and Nip
PA ANNOUNCEMENT: Ladies and
gentlemen, for this weekend,
downtown Eighth Avenue
A, C and E lines' service
will all travel
via the express track.
(TRAIN BRAKES SCREECH SOFTLY)
(TRAIN SLOWS)
(DOORS BEEP)
(PASSENGERS CHATTER)
(DOORS OPEN)
(INDISTINCT PASSENGER CHATTER)
(INDISTINCT TRAIN ANNOUNCEMENT)
(PNEUMATIC DRILL RUMBLES)
Hey, watch where you're walking!
(RHYTHMIC DRUMMING) How you doin'?
Killin' that. Alright, man.
Here's where it all started, gotta
lace you up before we start walkin'
Wanna talk about the sneaks
in the orange boxes
If you know, you know, if you
don't listen close when I'm talkin'
Before Lebron James had four rings
they wore three stripes
And they look so clean
Then I heard Drake say,
"Checks over stripes"
And they thought about it
and said, "That's right"
They like Air Force,
they like Air Max
They like low tops,
they be wearing that
They like Prestos,
they like retros
They like...
I don't know.
My sneaks can do anything
Take you anywhere
that you wanna be
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
OK, I get it, pay attention
There's a couple of things
that my friends didn't mention
There's a couple of things
that I seen that he didn't
And one mixtape days,
that was different
Filas, Reeboks, Converse,
high-tops
Shoelace, Velcro, slip-on,
why not?
So many ways to choose
to make a statement
So many stopped and stared
so as you make it
Kobes or Lebrons
It's a slam dunk, put 'em on
Like a track star in these Nikes
running miles
23 like Jordans -
every pair, every style
My sneaks can do anything
It's like magic
right in front of me
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
Yeah, back in '85, MJ chose to fly
The league chose to fine
for sneakers that were designed
That opened the door
for players to make more
For rappers to have sneaks,
they used to couldn't afford
Tell a lot about somebody
from the sneaks they wear
Tell you where they came from
and what brought them here
The wires that we hang from
help us face our fears
The laces that we tie with
keep us safe, I swear
A lot of people don't know
about these old soles
And these different colour boxes
that we call home
When you slip let these sneaks
be your backbone... Hey!
And when you lost,
let these sneaks bring you back home
My sneaks can do anything
Take you anywhere
that you wanna be
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
My sneaks can do anything
It's like magic
right in front of me
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
Imagine the scuffs
and the scratches
The wear and the tear over time
as it passes
So many pairs or the styles
or the fabrics
The ones that you wear
will remember the magic
That happened
the first time you laced up
The ones you couldn't afford
and had to save up
Couldn't believe they was yours,
but you got 'em
Meant so much,
it'd be a shame if you lost 'em
Uh, because
My sneaks can do anything
Take you anywhere
that you wanna be...
Man, ask any of the greats -
Michael Jordan,
Kobe Bryant, Serena Williams -
they'll all tell you the same thing.
If you want support,
- get a great pair of kicks.
- Wait.
If we're built for support,
then what are we doing up here?
- Yeah. Trey makes a good point.
- Bro,
we're providing narrative support.
And once a year,
sneakerheads come together
for the largest convention
this side of the Hudson River.
ALL: The Sneakerhead Gala!
Wait, are we in Manhattan?
Bro, movie magic.
We're in a movie?! When's it start?
Oh, I love popcorn!
With extra butter! And soda!(SIGHS)
Guys, this is part of the movie.
Now zip it!
I need to use the bathroom.
My sneaks can do anything...
(TYRES SCREECH)
Ooh, those are pretty!
Mom, they're not pretty. (CHUCKLES)
- They're fire!
- Uh. Sure, honey.
(HORN TOOTS) Mom!
(TYRES SCREECH)
Stay in your lane!
(HORNS BLARE)
Are you crazy?!
Whoa!
(HORN BLARES)
Am I the only
good driver in this city?
(SIGHS)
My boy gets to go
to the Sneaker Gala!
(TYRES SCREECH)
Whoa!
Maybe we'll get to see Paul Chris.
Chris Paul, Mom.
Whatever.
Paul Chris, Chris Paul.
(HORN BLARES)
Oh... it's... here.
Wow. This is crazy!
(BRAKES SCREECH)
Better jump out
and I'll see you inside.
Love you, patito.
(SOFTLY) Mom!
Love you, Mom.
Besos.(CHUCKLES)
(TYRES SCREECH)
Get out of my way!
I am late!(HORNS TOOT)
(CHEERING AND WHOOPING)
(WHOOPING)
Y'already know who I am, right?
I go by the name of Mustard
and I sure see a lot of sneakerheads
in here today.
So now, who's ready to party?!
(CHEERING)
MUSTARD: Hey!
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS)
MAN: Oh, they got
the Back To The Futures.
MUSTARD: Get your hands up!
(WHOOPING AND LAUGHTER)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
GIRL: Edson, I'm over here! Come on!
- Shanika, what up?
- I'm working
on my spin. Come on, help me.
Let's see what you got.
Whoa!
Aw, man.
Don't worry, you'll get it.
Just keep doing what we practiced, alright?
How many tickets would you like?
Vanessa.
Hey, Vanessa.
Ahem. (DEEPER VOICE) Hey, Vanessa.
Hup! Uhh!
That's great(!)
Are you OK?
Hey, Vanessa.
(CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)
I thought
you were good at basketball.
Yeah, well... So, the raffle, huh?
- Alchemy 24s?
- Yep.
Hundred bucks a pop.
One hundred bucks! Wow.
You're a volunteer
at the youth club, right?
That means you get a free ticket.
- No way?!
- Guess it's your lucky day.
But if you win,
don't be one of those guys
who makes a shrine to his shoes, OK?
I mean, I'd love to be
one of those guys, but...
I could use 'em.
Midnight Madness tonight, huh?
Well... I've never been.
Er, yeah, about that.
It's, um... I mean...
CROWD: Collector! Collector.
Hey! Hey!
Hands up now! Hands up!
(RAP MUSIC)
(CHEERING)
Whoa.
(CHEERING CONTINUES)
Hey! Man!
Excuse me, sir, but I don't think
dogs are allowed in here.
Mercury is more than a dog.
He's a hype beast.
He loves shoes more than...
Sniffin' and lickin' everything?
Uh-huh, those are mine.
Vanessa, that's The Collector.
He has the sickest, illest,
most ridiculous shoe collection
in the whole city.
Actually, in the world.
I can't believe I'm shaking the foot
of such a legend in the hand game.
I mean, hand in the foot game.
I mean...
Wow, I'm so cringe.
You keep it real now, little man.
Yo, that's his catchphrase.
Hm.
I'll take a hundred tickets.
They're $100 each, sir!
In that case... make it two hundred.
(SHOCKED GASPS)
Well, I guess my chances of winning
just took a dive.
Better luck next time, kid.
Hey, Sneakerheads, I need
all eyes to the stage right now.
Please welcome the illest,
and the reallest, CP3. That's right.
Mr Christopher Emmanuel Paul!
(CHEERING)
Get your hands up!
Put your hands up! Hey!
What's up New York?!
It is time to find out
who will be walking out of here
with the dopest pair of kicks...
(YAWNS) Hey, wake up.
It's the moment of truth, baby bro.
(YAWNS) Huh? Baby?
You're, like,
15 seconds older than me.
I just hope we're gonna end up
with someone phenomenal.
Someone who will actually use us.
Use us? I'd prefer a pedestal!
Maybe a motorized turntable, some
dope lighting. Nothing too fancy.
Just something
to show off these aglets
and this one-of-a-kid
holographic certificate
of absolute authenticity.
CHRIS PAUL: And now...
Eyes closed. It's showtime!
...feast your eyes on the A24s!
(WHOOPING)
The exclusive, hyper-limited,
often imitated, never replicated,
flyer than fly... Alchemy 24s!
What'd I miss? Did I miss it?
And the winning number is...
one... four...
seven...
...five...
Sorry, kid, it's a wrap.
And the last number is... three!
I won?
He won?
You what?!
Yo, I got the ticket! I won!
SHANIKA: Edson got the shoes!
Congratulations to our winner.
Hey, what's your name, kid?
Edson. My name's Edson.
Our winner... Edson!
Yeah.
Everybody, as loud as you can.
Make some noise for Edson!
(CHEERING AND WHOOPING)
Grrr.
Whoo-hoo! Remember that name.
Edson! Write it down.
I can't believe it!
Mom, these shoes,
they're gonna change everything.
A scholarship, the pros,
Vanessa... uh...
That's some luck you had back there, huh?
Yeah, I feel like I won the lottery.
Maybe you did.
A pair of 24s could fetch
a pretty penny from the right buyer.
I heard the B word. I think
- somebody's trying to buy us.
- Ssh.
So tell me,
what's the damage gonna be?
I'm sorry, but they're not for sale.
(BARKS)
Huh? Hm.
Everybody's got a price.
Let me make it worth your while.
No, it's not about money.
Well, how about a once-in-a-lifetime
Collector's Starter Kit?
15 pairs of vintage kicks,
NBA Championship ring,
naming rights to a sports arena
of your choice.
I can hear it now:
Madison Square... Edson!
(GRUNTS AND GROWLS)
What do you say, kid?
Sorry, Mr, er, Collector, but...
me and these shoes,
we're going places.
This kid's got integrity.
I know. We gotta do something.
He's about to blow the deal.
Yeah, I think you just might be.
But one way or the other,
I will have those shoes.
Er...(DOG BARKS)
(GRUNTS)
My son already gave you his answer,
so maybe... stop begging.
Whoa!
Nobody is begging.
We don't do beg.
Edson, get in the car.
(TYRES SCREECH)
Hm...
MOM: Whoo!
(EDSON LAUGHS)
And pow, right on the button. I'd
like to see Mr Paul Chris do that.
(CHUCKLES)
Chris Paul, Mom. Chris Paul.
Hey, that was a nice pass though.
Paul Chris, Chris Paul, whatever.
All I know, it was some crazy man
with his weird dog,
talkin' about naming rights.
Naming rights?!
Oh, yeah!
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Midnight Madness all comes down
to this.
Five seconds left on the clock.
He's got one man to beat.
Who, me?
You can't pass me.
(THUDS)
And the crowd goes wild!
(HEAVY THUDDING)
WOMAN: Edson, knock
- it off!
- Sorry, Ms Fenster!
Oh, no! It's scuffed!
Honey, they're shoes.
Aren't they supposed to get
- a little dirty?
- No, not these.
I gotta look extra fresh tonight.
I'm tryin' to stand out on the
- court.
- Why don't we celebrate?
All you can eat tacos from across
- the street!
- Yeah, that sounds fire.
Sorry that happened to you.
I got a little overexcited.
Stay right here.
Ugh! A foot!
He put his foot inside me! Eugh!
I like him.
What?
Maxine, he scuffed you.
And?
And now you're hideous. A monster!
- I think it looks cute.
- You realise
I gotta be seen with you, right?
You're jealous
because I have something you don't -
a badge of honour!
Badge of honour?
Yuck! Give me a break.
I'm getting outta here.
I'm starting to feel dust on my
- tongue.
- I kind of love it here, OK?
It feels real.
Too real.
This whole house is scuffed.
And it's not cute.
He's gonna wear us down till we're
nothing but a sweaty, stinky sole.
We gotta hide.
Ty, enough, OK?
Every inch of our tread was
made to be part of something bigger.
Just the words Midnight Madness
gives me the chills.
Every inch of ME is a specimen
of superior, museum-quality
engineering.
This is not how my story ends.
(GASPS)
Warrghh! Oof!
Arh!
(Ssh. Someone's coming.)
Hup. Arh!
(GRUNTS)
(PUFFS AND PANTS)
(HEAVY THUD)
(SNIFFS)
(SNIFFS)
(GRUNTS HEAVILY)
(GRUNTS)
Hm.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'll be right there.
I forgot to grab my -
No! No, no! Where are they?
My shoes!
(RAP MUSIC)
Ah, finally. We're rescued!
All thanks to that super thoughtful
Collector fellow.
Oh, is that climate control?
Rescued? We're being kick-napped!
Well, agree to disagree,
how about that? Wait a minute.
Did he give me lavender? Oh, you
sweet, thoughtful, beautiful man.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(GRUNTS WITH EFFORT)
OK.
Whoa!
Listen, we can get out of here
and back to Edson
in time for Midnight Madness,
as long as we work together.
Work together? Huh. Count me out.
Ty, there's a mattress up ahead.
What?
We can land there and you don't
have to worry about getting scuffed.
But it looks wet. And not with
water.
No, no! Hey, whoa, stop it! Stop it!
Argh!
Ty, you let go right now.
No! She's a bad shoe!
Waahh!
(BOTH YELL)
Help me!
Hey. Hi there. Whoa.
Argh-h-h-h!
Oh, no!
Who-o-o-oa!
Hold on! We're gonna jump!
Slow down!
(BOTH YELL)
(GRUNTS AND YELPS)
Waah! Oof! Ohh!
(WHOOSHING)
(LIFT BELL PINGS)
(SNARLS AND BARKS)
- Grrr!
- Mercury.
Here boy. Come here, boy.
Yeah, that's my man.
Guess who!
Well, if it isn't The Forger.
The one and only. Ha ha ha!
They say imitation
is the highest form of flattery.
So, what do the keen eyes
of The Collector
think of my latest and greatest?
Ah, the colouring is off,
the pattern on the heel
doesn't even match the toe cap
and the logo is on upside down.
Hm, devil is in the details.
Well, before you start making up
pathetic excuses,
did you cop my drop?
Oh,
I got your Alchemy 24s right here.
But let's just say... it wasn't easy.
If a slam dunk was easy
everybody would make one every time.
But you would know that
better than most.
Hm, it makes me sick putting
these epic sneaks into the claws -
You know why you're giving them
to me, Mr Keeping It Real.
Or do you need a reminder?
COMMENTATOR: (ON RECORDING)
Isaac G elevates for the slam.
Oh, he missed it! How embarrassing!
He's definitely gonna feel that
in the morning.
Now, let's see those sneaks!
(SNIGGERS)
(GRUMBLES)
Ah!
Now some things you just can't fake.
Where's the other one?
You'll see the other one when you
pick them up. Here. Tonight.
Ooh, have it your way!
But just remember: best collect
yourself before you wreck yourself.
Forger out!
(BARKS)
It's not here!
I've got to find that shoe!
Arhhh! Waarhh!
Waarrghhh!
- What in the world is he doing?
- Man,
I saw this on the Breakfast Club.
I think it's called scream therapy.
Like you know anything
about therapy.
Bro, what? I'll have you know, I am
very in touch with my emotions -
all one and a half of 'em.
It looks like fun.
Aarrrrhhh!
Arrrhhh!
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
(GROANS)
(SIGHS)
(GRUMBLES)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
It's a dream, it's a dream.
Just a dream. A very bad dream.
I had a bad dream once.
It was crazy.
Where my soles were my laces
and my laces were my soles.
I was tied to the ground and my
treads were in my tongue. So weird.
Huh?
Honey, don't mind him. He has PTSD.
Pretty Terrible Sun Damage.
Yeah. His tops are toasted.
Stay up here long enough
and you'll be just like us.
Arh! Arrgghhhhhh!
What?
I thought that was a good thing.
Man, if it ain't something,
it's something else.
Hey, we use our outdoor
indoor voices out here.
Oh-oh-oh!
Well now, blingety, bling, bling.
(DREAMY MUSIC)
Hey up there. You good?
No, of course I'm not good.
Do I look good?
You should probably get down
from there.
Hey, now that's a good idea. OK?
If I knew how to get down.
You're not tied to that wire,
you know.
Just relax. Open up. Let go.
I'll help you.
You promise?
Hey, do I look like a liar?
No... um...
Well, you said it, not me.
OK, OK. Here we go. (GRUNTS)
Warhh!
Oof! (SNEAKERS LAUGH)
I thought you were gonna catch me.
I said I'd help you.
I didn't say nothing about catching.
Name's JB. Now look at you.
Gold trim, gemmed-out accents,
cordovan leather.
Boy, you as soft as a nougat.
(CHUCKLES) Thanks, man. That's nice.
- - Look, I'm lost.
- Mm-hmm.
- I have to
find some guy called The Collector.
He's got my sister.
The Collector, you say?
(CHUCKLES) Fixing to break out,
- are you?
- Absolutely not!
(CHUCKLES) I wanna join her and live
in luxury like I'm meant to.
I mean, I'm no dirty, torn,
smelly street sneaker,
sleeping on the sidewalk,
one step away from being thrown away
like yesterday's garbage. Yuck.
(SNEAKERS LAUGH)
Ahem.
Oh, sorry.
Flashy sneaks like yourself
don't need to be kicking it out here
on the mean streets.
Looks to me like you could use
- my street smarts.
- So you'll help me?
Oh, I'll help you... for a small,
- one-time donation.
- Donation?
My gems?
(LAUGHS)
Gems!
Now there's a great suggestion.
Um, but I need my gems.
Oh, OK. I respect that.
Sneak gotta have principles.
Good luck finding your sis.
I'm guessing we got about
a 300% chance of rain later on.
You know how to swim, right?
(GASPS)
Oh, and watch out for rats.
They like to gnaw on sneakers.
Right down to the treads.
(SHRIEKS)
Let's go.
Hm, well,
we might as well go see the King.
He's gotta know about The Collector.
There's a king? A king shoe?
Sure! OG is the OG of OGs.
He started it all.
I can't believe it.
An hour on the streets
and I'm already meeting royalty.
With you as my guide, JB,
nothing can go wrong.
That young kick would have been
better off up here.
JB is one sneaky sneak.
You see, Trey, that's why
you don't talk to strangers,
unless they're hanging from a wire.
What if they have ice-cream?
No!
Arh! Ow! Pebble! Pebble!
Oh, I'm hit, I'm hit!
I'm too pretty to die!
Oh, come on.
Get it out! I haven't even met
- a girl sneaker.
- Turn around.
It's really not that bad, kid.
Relax.
Arh! Get it... Arh!
Oooh!
Am I scarred for life?
That was freaky.
What kinda rubber is this?
Funny you should ask.
It's a proprietary blend of organic
- polyurethane.
- Oh. Come on, let's go.
I'm injured.
It's obvious you'll have to carry me
the rest of the way.
Oh, I had enough of this kid.
Tell me you're not serious.
Hup!
Whoa! Ow.
Yeah, hold on. I gotta tie my shoe.
Why did you throw me?
Ssh. I got a idea.
Come on.
Wait.
What's that rank cheesy smell? Yuck.
It makes my eyes water. Eugh!
You wanted to be carried?
Well, here you go.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MAN: Hey, watch
where you're walking, man!
(SOFT MUSIC)
(GRUNTS AND SNUFFLES)
(BEEPS)
(BEEPS AND WHIRS)
Er...
(INTENSE WHIRRING)
Arh!
(THUD)
Uh! Whew.
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS) Whatever this is...
Ooh! This is not it.
Hey! Don't you even think about it.
I'm warning you. Get back!
(GENTLE WHIRRING)
Oh. (CHUCKLES)
Oh!
Oh, now that is nice.
(SIGHS HAPPILY)
A shoe could get used to this.
Oh! Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Arhh!
(RELIEVED SIGH)
Oh. Uhhh!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(SNORES)
(THUD)
Oof!
(SNUFFLES AND GRUNTS)
Er, that door is made of the
strongest-quality polycarbonate.
Electronically sealed with an
encrypted biometric lock.
I'm Whiz. This is Techie.
You don't say?
(SIGHS)
So, what's the best way
out of this prison?
(SNORTS)
(BOTH LAUGH)
Prison?(LAUGHS)
This isn't a prison!
(GROANS)
More like paradise.
The Hall of Fame
of retirement homes.
(GROANS)
Can you leave this paradise?
Well...
Um...
So that's a no.
What Whiz is trying to say is,
well, for some sneaks, this is an...
an aspiration.
An aspiration?
We're meant to do things,
to strive, to achieve.
Look at them.
What they did. What can do.
Sure, but things... have changed.
Sneaks are more than that now.
They're valued. Worshipped, even.
Yo, Four Eyes, keep yapping,
you gonna wake Joe.
Well, why didn't y'all geeks
say we got a newbie in the house?
Got a name?
- Maxine.
- Maxine.
So, you must be pretty special to
end up here, especially on your own.
- Where's your pair?
- I don't know.
And I'm not ending up here, OK?
But, speaking of special...
(SIGHS) ..there's this kid, Edson,
and he's got a basketball game -
Oh, snap.
Air Max
'bout to bang out at the Garden.
Nice!
Er, no.
Olympics, then.
Faster, higher, stronger. Cool.
Maybe an alien goon squad
in a high-tech AI server-verse.
OK. Er, look, you've all done
so many amazing things -
tech companies, hit music,
- championships.
- Word.
But I haven't done anything.
And Edson? Well, he has his first
high-school game tonight.
Hold up! High school?
As in before college?
Yes.
No disrespect
but that's basic-er than basic.
Ahem. Not the programming language,
just basic, basic. Sorry.
OK, I'm not in your league.
But maybe I can make a difference
to one kid.
Maxine, The Collector is, well...
Possessive. Yeah, I said it.
Big man ain't really one to
let things go. Clue's in the name.
On the bright side, the world
outside is all mud and bugs,
dropped ice-cream cones, dirt, dust.
Look, OK, I don't belong here.
At least not yet.
I've got a brother to find
and a game to play.
I say you got it good right here.
Collector dropped you in
on a pedestal.
Lost pairs don't usually
get much love.
(FAINT RUSTLING)
Hm?
Besides, ain't but one way out.
And you, old girl, don't want it.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(CHEERING)
(WHOOPING)
CROWD: Ohh!
MAN: Yo, who got Spotify?
(RAP MUSIC)
Motion, more motion
Motion, motion, more motion...
TY: Oh, for the love of...
Oh, I can't breathe!
Oh, my God, this is so stinky.
(GAGS)
This is so smelly.
My eyes are burning.
Everything's going dark. Where am
I?!
Oh! (COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS)
(RETCHES)
Whoa, hey, hey, hey.
Whatever's coming up, keep it in.
Urgh!
My whole life
just flashed before my eyes.
Haven't really lived much, huh?
Well, keep an eye out.
Just keep walking and keep your
- laces tight.
- What? JB, wait!
Keep your nerve and don't say
nothin' unless I talk first.
Whoo-hoo!
Oh, shoot... Ice?!
Oh, it's been a minute.
Ha, ha - got that right!
Me and Fire,
we've been looking forward to this
for a long, long time. Ha-ha!
Y'all wouldn't be bringing attitude
if the big guy was here.
Well, he ain't.
(CHUCKLES)
I don't feel safe.
I said don't talk unless... Ah-ha!
He's right, kid.
Sneaks don't talk round here.
We... converse. (LAUGHS)
OG! What up, King?
Boy, are you a sight
for sore eyelets.
JB, who's the new shoe?
Er, hello. I'm Ty and...
Oh, he's brand, brand new.
Might say he's fresh out the box.
A sneak has to be careful who
they roll with. Where's your pair?
We got separated but, luckily,
JB volunteered to help me find her.
Ha, if you're tellin' me
the great JB is volunteering,
I'll tell you he's after something.
Hey, I ain't gotta listen to this.
We was just hoping
on getting some guidance.
Oh, I'll show you where to go, bro.
Huh.
You and your momma.
Whoa! You talking about my momma?
Hey, my momma was a Louboutin.
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah, your momma was from Payless.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up now!
Nobody's getting kerb-stomped
on my blacktop.
But before I help you
with your new friend,
let's settle some business
like real sneaks - on the blacktop.
Um, JB, what's happening?
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Whoa-ho-ho, what is this place?
You ain't never seen
basketball played before?
Sure I have. It's the one with the
round thing and the... round thing.
Simple.
You mean the ball and the hoop.
Exactly. So, which one is the hoop?
Huh. Wow!
Alright, boys, you know the rules.
First team to 21 wins.
Grrr!
Grrr.
Remember, keep it clean.
Oh! It's time to take out the trash.
They call me the janitor. (LAUGHS)
Come on, kid.
(GASPS)
Hey, where you get that bling,
- player?
- Oh, this?
Just a little gift from my new
- friend.
- I think you mean grift.
Ha ha!
Come on, Ty, pick and roll.
(GRUNTS)
(CHEERING)
Har!
Oh!
Come on, Ty, get in the game.
JB, pass the ball.
Arh! (GROANS) Ooh!
I think I bruised something.
OK, dawg.
In your face. Oh, yeah, right here.
That's my shoe! That's my shoe!
Oh, wow!
Me and JB smoke y'all.
Back up!
Yo, y'all can't get with this.
Laces up.
We got 'em, JB. We got 'em.
Here we go, JB.
That sneak was meant to fly.
Ha ha! Yeah!
Oh! Oh...
Ooh, better tie your shoes.
(GRUNTS)
Hey, come on now.
Nobody likes a show off.
Wait.
Look... at... that. (CHUCKLES)
Game!
(CHEERING)
High laces, baby! Mercy!
Aww, that's right! Come on back when
you learn how to tie them laces.
Yay!
Alright, OG, wassup?
How do we find The Collector?
Really, JB? You already know
who's got the juice.
There's a certain somebody
who's got their foot on the pulse
of everyone and everything
in New York.
Oh, come on, man,
please don't bring her up.
They don't call her
the Queen of Heels for nothin'.
Adriana don't know, no-one does.
Hm! Who's Adriana?
Pssh! Thanks, OG.
What? JB, wait.
(CHUCKLES)
So what was up with all that?
At least OG pointed us at Adriana, right?
Man, I coulda got us to Adriana.
So, why didn't you?
Listen, man, she's my ex.
She was my queen.
You could even say
- we was soul mates.
- Oh!
And then something happened.
Maybe you can, you know,
get The Collector's address
and settle old differences...
(TUTS) ..all at the same time.
- Oof!
- I can't go see Adriana
- looking like this.
- Why not?
Oh, man, she's so fancy. She even
got friends with British accents.
Ow! (CLATTER)
My treads are sadder than a bald
- tyre.
- Wow, yeah, they are.
(LAUGHS) Oh, lots of folks think
bald is attractive now.
But maybe if I was rocking
a few more of your gems...
I just might - just might -
be presentable enough.
Er, hey, whatever it takes, man.
So how do we get to Adriana?
(WHISTLES)
(LIVELY MUSIC)
And our ride is on time.
Whoa, diamonds!
So cool!
Who are you?
- - I'm Sky.
- And I'm Rayssa.
- Together,
we're The Borough Board Express.
OK, girls.
- Get me to the wedding.
- Wedding?
I mean, that's a bit presumptuous,
my friend.
You don't even know
if she'll forgive you yet.(SIGHS)
We need to go uptown, ASAP.
As soon as possible?
We can't go that slow.
Wait. What?
Waarh!
And that's when JB took Ty
for a literal and metaphorical ride.
You mean JB
is using Ty for his gems?
Yes, fool. Those are called stakes.
And, unfortunately, those stakes
were about to make beef.
Wait, what kinda steaks are
we talking about? New York Strip?
Filet mignon?
Let's get back to the story.
Porterhouse? Ribeye?
(FAST-PACED MUSIC)
(LAUGHS)
Whoa!
Hold on! Argh!
Hold me, hold me, I'm flying off!
Weight on the front, Rayssa!
Drag back wheels and... powerslide!
How's this even legal?!
(LAUGHS)
Oh, man!
Why is there a rat in my face?
Arhhh!
Fresh move, Rayssa.
No more. Please!
Mais?
So porque voce disse por favor.
No, no, no, no, no...
Arh!
Arhhh!
That was crazy!
(CHUCKLES)
Here comes the drop!
Wait, what does that even mean?
Arghhh!
Skate or die! Watch this.
I'm gonna bust a rodeo flip.
(LAUGHS)
Whoa!
TV COMMENTATOR: And the superstar
is down, ladies and gentlemen.
It looks like he lost his footing.
One can only hope that such a bright
future isn't over before it begins.
(SIGHS)
I can't seem to win for losing
I must have the worst luck
Disappointment hurts her
Disappointment hurts us
And I'm disappointed
How could someone
just take somethin'
When it wasn't yours, yeah?
And it's all so unfair
And I know they don't care, no
So what do I do
when I'm seeing red
But I'm still feeling blue?
So what do I do now?
Let me know
cos I don't have a clue...
(DOOR OPENS)
Whew! What a day.
You ready for tonight?
Whoo! Oh, snap!
And the crowd goes wild!
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(SIGHS)
Edson,
we can get you some new sneakers.
They might not be as fancy
as your other ones,
but we do have the money.
Thanks, Mom, but those 24s were
special. They were my future.
I'd give anything to have 'em back.
Now arriving at Killa Queens!
Next stop...
- Argh!
- BOTH: Who knows!
(GROANS) Your choice of transport
always makes me feel like
I'm gonna be sick.
Yeah, whatever, kid.
This is the spot.(GASPS)
There's fancy food for fancy people
wearing fancy shoes.
A wedding party.
Tell me, how do I look, kid?
Um... good. You look good.
OK, er, good.
Good. Yeah, er, I mean...
Yo, you look go-o-od.
You a bad liar, man.
What's a good liar?
Huuh!
(WAITER WHISTLES TUNEFULLY)
(CAMERA BEEPS AND WHIRS)
(CONTINUES WHISTLING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
TV PRESENTER: The Big Apple
Youth Club has been giving kids
a place to grow and learn
for decades.
This is Edson,
a volunteer at the club.
And who do you have with you here?
I'm Shanika.
So, Shanika, what do you like about
- the club?
- The fun!
And Edson.
He helps us with school and teaches
- us all kinds of stuff.
- Hmph.
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
Alright, Mercury,
enough of the puppy dog eyes.
(BEEPING)
Well... (CHUCKLES) Well, well.
I got it. (GRUNTS)
I got it.
You think she'd be tired by now.
I know I am.
(SNIGGERS) She ain't got it.
I got it. I got it.
I...got it.
(GROANS AND PANTS)
It's... impossible.
Technically, it's not impossible.
Lucas did it.
Lucas? Lucas!
Oh, great! OK, OK! Who's Lucas?
Uh! The most annoying sneak
I ever met.
Always kicking -
"All the world's a stage!"
Come on now, what's that even mean?
So, how'd he do it?
- Simple.
- Hm?
His pair helped him.
But my pair is out there!
(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC)
Hey, why you hidin' in there?
I've been in this box for years,
since before The Collector was,
well, you know...
...The Collector.
(CHUCKLES)
Oh.
So, back in the day,
back in the day.
Yeah, I was part of the first pair
he saved up for.
Name's Spike. Though I haven't seen
my other half in so long,
I can barely remember
what he looks like.
Probably a lot like you?
Not as good-looking though.
(SIGHS) It's only been a couple of
hours and I er... I actually miss Ty.
Like a lot.
Bet he feel the same about you.
(FORLORN CHUCKLE)
Uh, well, last time I saw him...
I kinda threw him off
a speeding motorcycle, so...
Mm, yeah, that's not good
but, you know, that's siblings.
Yep. A pair of kicks
share the same sole.
Thick or thin,
you can't get no closer than that.
(HORNS BLARE)
(LIVELY CHATTER)
MATT PARIS FT CORNETTO & IAMCHINO:
Pa Pa Pa
Yeah, this is the place.
That's where we'll find her.
Come on. Anybody knows
about The Collector, it'll be Ade.
Now, listen, be cool, kid,
and don't embarrass me.
(LIVELY CHATTER)
(ROMANTIC MUSIC)
Wow! She's, er...
she's something else, man.
Hey, now... There's my girl.
Adriana.
Fine every time.
Oh!
You got a lot of nerve dragging
your raggedy behind up in here!
You still mad, huh?
Mad? I'd have to care to be mad.
You conniving, two-timing...
Come on now. Don't be like that.
We had fun back in the day.
You know, JB, there's a reason
you're out there on your own.
Yeah, well, I'm here with my boy Ty.
Ain't that right, Ty?
Er, yeah. He's, um... he's helping
me.
Helping?! (LAUGHS)
That's right.
Uh-huh. Nice bling.
Hey now, don't look at me like that.
I'm just holding 'em for him.
Look good though, don't it?
So, can we talk?
I'm here to dance.
You remember how to dance,
don't you?
She's really gonna make me do this.
Yo, Adriana, hold up.
JB, wait.
Ooh, a new sneaker!
(EXCITED CHATTER)
There's quite the high arches
in here.
Oh, excuse me. I'll...
(LAUGHTER)
I'll just wait outside.
- Ooh.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
Sorry? That's an odd name.
Oh... (BOTH CHUCKLE)
No. Ty. My name is Ty.
Ty, hmm. I like that. I'm Britany.
Never seen you around here before.
You new?
Uh, yeah, kinda. You can say that.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Yes, I love this song! You dance?
I'm not really... Oh!
(LAUGHS) Follow me.
Loosen up, Ty.
Dance like no-one's watching.
Let your soul be free.
(CHUCKLES)(LAUGHS)
Listen, girl. I ain't doin' this
for myself, you know.
This kid is lost.
He's in real pain, Adriana.
He lost his sister and I'm really
out here trying to find her for him.
Oh, yeah,
he looks so torn up about it(!)
Whoo, whoo, whoo!
(LAUGHS)
Go, Ty.
Whoo!
Goodbye, JB.
Look, he really did lose his sister
and I am helping him find her.
Helping him or helping yourself?
Oh, Ade.
Come on.
Yeah, I... You're right, OK.
I mean, I figure he got plenty
of bling to spare and...
Look at you.
Look at me.
How's a low-down sneak like me good
enough for a high heel like you?
J, you had all the bling
you ever needed.
Are you telling me the truth about
- this kid?
- Yeah.
(SIGHS) OK, then. Come on.
(TYRES SCREECH)
(SNIFFS)
Whoa, whoa. Yo.
No dogs inside the hotel, OK?
Hey!
OMG, The Collector?!
Oh my... Pic for the gram?
Not now.
I don't have time for photos.
But I mean, er... for a super stan?
Hey, sure. Yeah, chin up, chin down.
Yeah, that's it. My man!
(LAUGHTER AND CHATTING)
Britany!
Ty here needs to find The Collector.
Tell 'em what you told me about that
sneak that broke out of his place.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. I remember.
Word is a shoe named Lucas escaped
with his pair not too long ago.
The only shoe to ever do it.
Find this Lucas
and you find your sister's location.
That's great!
Wait. How we gonna find one sneaker
in a city as big as New York?
Hey, girl. It's showtime!
(JAZZ-STYLE MUSIC STARTS)
I know you been
Searching high and low
But there is a man
(GASPS SOFTLY)
I know you been
Searching high and low
But there is a man
Who will show you where to go...
Hallelujah!
(UPBEAT TEMPO)
You asked me, "What's his name?"
Just listen close,
I'll tell you what it is
His name is Lucas
Oh, Lucas!
And I know exactly where he is
He's down at the club
He's down at the club
Zapato, the bowling alley
I can guarantee you he'll be there
Just ask for Lucas
Oh, Lucas...
Ty, can you believe this?
You came here to find Lucas.
This is how we do it!
She could've just told us.
This is like swatting a fly
with a bazooka.
JB, this is amazing!
Whoa ho-ho-ho!
He's at the club
Yes, he is
Just ask for Lucas at Club Zapato
Go, go get 'em
Go get 'em
Go
You better go, you better go
Go get 'em
Go-o-o-o# Go get 'em
Go get 'em
Go, go get 'em
Go get 'em
Go, go get 'em
Go get 'em# Go get 'em
Go, go get 'em
Go get 'em# Go, go, get 'em
Just go, go get 'em
Go get 'em# Go get 'em
Just go-o-o-o get 'em!
Go, go get 'em
Go-o-o-o-o-o!
I love you!
Club Zapato in Harlem?
Oh, man. At this rate, we'll be
looking for Maxine in Jersey.
(LAUGHTER)
(CLATTERING AND SNARLING)
(PANICKED CLAMOURING)
(BARKS)
(SCREAMING)
(BARKS)
JB, get Ty out of here!
- Britany!
- Don't worry,
we'll see you in Harlem.
(SNARLS AND BARKS)
BOTH: Arghh!
(PUFFING AND PANTING)
We can't run from that monster
forever.
(CLATTERING)
Hm?
When I say go,
grab onto me and pull.
Got it? When I say go.
(WHISTLES)
(BARKS AND SNARLS)
JB!
Now! Now.
Now what?
Green light. Come on.
What are you doing?
Yeow!
Argh!
Argh!
The cake!
- Uh?
- Just do it!
The cake!
That cake?
Come on, green light, bro.
Come on. Now!
Go!
(GRUNTS)
Now! Now!
(GRUNTS)
Oh, you crazy, literal, ain't you?
What?
You said on 'go'.
It's very different than 'now'.
And 'do it' is even worse. You're
the poster child for a narcissist.
I don't understand
how you can do that
and then try and react
like I did something wrong.
You could've even said 'pull'.
Forget I said anything.
So, how far away is Harlem?
Far.
But, luckily, there's a shortcut.
(WHISTLES)
No, no, no. Really?
- Can't get enough of us, huh?
- Nobody
ever said a free ride was cheap.
So, guys, where we headed this time?
Harlem.
Uptown, baby. Let's go!
Bus. Bus! Bus, bus, bus, bus!
Arghhhh!
(GROANS)
(GASPS) Hey, whoa.
Stop it! Stop it! Whoa-oa!
Arhh!
What?
Argh. No, no. No. Help!
Somebody.
Let's go back inside!
You can open your eyes now.
Whoa!
ELLA MAI: Rockets In The Sky
What up?
Is something wrong
with us or is it just me?
Are we anywhere
that we said we would be?
Cos love is passing us
faster than our speed
And I don't wanna miss
all that we could see...
Wow, JB, look at this!
Are we pushing limits
or just afraid?
Cos, darling,
if somehow you're feeling the same
Then we should take a chance
before it is too late
Where do you want to go?
Where do you want to go?
Just say the word
and I promise we'll roll...
Wow, it's beautiful!
And we will fly, fly
Like rockets in the sky
Oh oh, like rockets in the sky...
Wow! Maxine would love this.
I can't wait to tell her all the
cool things I got to do without her.
(LAUGHS)
Spoken like a true little brother.
So, who's Isaac?
He must be really important if he
has his name written on you, right?
Yeah, I... (CLEARS THROAT) Hey,
look, it was just a time that...
that I realised I...
I was better off alone.
Why?
You wouldn't understand.
Oh, come on. Tell me.
At first, we all crispy and new.
But then life happens
and you get broken in.
Before you know it,
you're just broke.
That's really sad. I'm sorry, JB.
Hey, hey, what, what you doing?
I'm getting broken in, man.
Oh, you, you are too kind.
I mean that, Ty.
Like rockets in the sky
Like rockets in the sky
Wow! The two we saw this morning
couldn't stand each other.
And now they look like boys
for life.
(TEARFULLY) Ty and JB
are finally becoming friends.
(SOBS)
(HORNS BLARE)
(WHOOSHING)
We had it!
We had it and you let it get away!
(GULPS)
Don't even think about it!
(GRUMBLES) Bad dog.
(GASPS)
Look out! Someone's coming!
(GASPS)
Hm...
(PHONE ALERT)
(GRUMBLES)
(GASPS)
Ugh! (GRUNTS)
(SNORES)
Hup!
(GRUNTS)
(BEEPING)
I'm back! Where have you been?
I've been home all day.
(MIMICS) I've been home all day.
I had a feeling you might say that.
If these aren't you,
they're exceptional copies.
So lifelike.
I'd say you were out trying to solve
the case of the missing 24s.
(CACKLES)
Ty?
You can't play me, player.
So, beg for forgiveness.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
What did you just say?
I said beg! (CACKLES)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Intruder alert. Intruder alert.
Intruder alert.
(BEEPS)
Access denied.
Uh, uh, uh.
Your password is no good.
No! (ROARS ANGRILY)
Forger, get outta my shoes!
Look at the sweat
collecting on your brow. Ha ha!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(HISSING AND SNIPPING)
(SNIPPING)
Wait! Stop!
Never lie to The Forger or I'll
turn your sneaks into shoe confetti.
- Capiche?
- Yes, yes.
- I capiche, I capiche.
- Good.
Then I'll see you
and BOTH my Alchemy 24s real soon.
Forger out.
Grrr! Grrrr!
Mercury, let's go.
(GROANS FEEBLY)
(GRUMBLES)
(SNORES)
Max! You came back!
Something's gone horribly wrong.
I know. I had to come tell you.
The Collector is into some deep
dirt with a maniac named The Forger.
Huh!
This is no longer a safe space.
It's more a
rip-off-your-face place!
(PANICKED YELLING AND SHRIEKING)
Guys, guys, guys! Hello?
Don't worry... I've got a plan.
So what we gonna do, Max?
You're not gonna want it.
We're going down the garbage chute.
- Just shoot me now.
- Chute?!
I don't wanna go down a chute.
Kernel panic! Kernel panic!
- Kernel panic!
- It's cool.
OK?
You've got nothing to worry about.
How can you be so sure?
Because...
...Edson is coming to get us.
(SHOCKED GASPS AND MURMURS)
(GRUNTS)
Ohh!
Yo, Ty. Something I need
- to get off my chest.
- There it is.
Come on, we gotta go.
(SIGHS)
We gotta find a way inside.
Ty, seriously, man, I gotta...
(MAN WHISTLES TUNEFULLY)
Hey, man, how are you?
Oh, look. We can hop a ride in that.
Wait, wait up.
Hold up a second. Ty!
Uhh!
Look, when I, um...
...when I first saw you up there
on that wire...
I saw something I wanted.
You had something I wanted.
I don't get it.
I wanted your bling, man.
I wanted it, and I didn't care
what I had to do to get it.
But... but The Collector and...
Man, I didn't give a rip
about no Collector.
Ain't you listening?
I was hustling you, man.
Yeah, you were a mark. A chump.
MACY GRAY: In Love With Anyone
Wait. Wait, wait up.
But it's all good.
I got to know the real you.
My, my, my guy... Ty.
If bling is what you want...
just take it all!
I think you were right after all.
You really are better off
on your own.
Ty!
Look, I was hustling you.
But I ain't hustling you now.
(RAIN PATTERS)
Those kind of nights
When the sneaks
tell you where to go on autopilot
And you're lucky
if you make it home
Make the most of
being young and broken
Dancing drunk
and hopelessly in love
In love with anyone...
I'm not crying.
Let it out.
Here, take my laces.
Yes, I am! (BAWLS)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(COUGHING)
(GROANING)
Yo! You good in there?
VOICE: (WEAKLY) No. (COUGHS)
Y'all better not be playin'.
(COUGHING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(SLURPS)
All looks good, bro?
Yeah.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Yo. What size?
- Yeah, I'll take
a pair of size 12s, please.
Let me check in the back for you.
(Psst, Ty.)
(Up here.)
Britany? How d'you...
Ssh.
(SIGHS) Kids.
(SHUTTER CLICKS)
Hmm.
(BEEPING)
(TYRES SCREECH AND HORN BLARES)
Are you crazy?! Learn how to drive!
(RAIN PATTERS)
(COUGHING)
VOICE: Not today. (COUGHS)
Not today.
(COUGHING)
Hey.
Are you OK down there?
(COUGHS)
Do I look OK?
I got a splittin' headache.
Oh, man, what happened to you?
(COUGHS)
The Forger happened to me.
One minute
you're bein' buffed and polished.
The next thing you know...
(WHIMPERS)
...you're half the sneaker
you used to be. (COUGHS)
Cut me up
just to make a whole box of fakes!
Pfft, fakes!
The Forger can rip off my sole...
(COUGHS)
...but he'll never rip OUT my soul.
Uh, the Forger.
He ain't even real.
Real?!
It look like I slipped in a bathtub
to you?!
Oh, he's real alright.
I'd call him a nightmare,
but nightmares... they ain't real!
And now I hear he's got
The Collector doing his bidding.
He's going after
those Alchemy 24s next.
(WHIRRING)
Arh! Arhhhh!
Ty! No!
(GASPS WEAKLY)
But if The Collector's
working with The Forger...
I'm sorry, man.
Rest in peace.
I...I gotta save Ty.
(ENGINE ROARS)
Grrr!
(SINISTER MUSIC)
(PHONE BUZZES)
- Huh?
- COLLECTOR:
You just posted a lost sneaker.
Maybe. How d'you get this number?
I am THE Collector.
(SIGHS) Crazy influencers.
(LAUGHS) Follow me.
Wait.
Oh... OK. Waah!
Wa-a-a-a-h!
(UP-TEMPO DANCE MUSIC)
This is amazing!
So, this is Club Zapato?
Yep.
What d'you think?
It's great!
But how are you here?
After party. Everyone's here.
ALL: Even us.
Say 'Hey! Ho!'
Wait a minute.
Am I too young for the club?
Nah. You might be a kid's shoe,
but you're 35 years old.
I'm 35?!
Whoops. I think I scuffed you.
(CHUCKLES) It's all good.
- Now I match Max.
- Well, if it ain't
the Rookie of the Year himself!
OG!
You look like you been through it.
Through it and to it.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Your boy, Lucas? He's over there.
Thank you, Adriana.
You like Shakespeare?
Huh?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
Don't thank me yet.
(BOTH LAUGH)
(BEEPS)
Sorry, Maxine.
I-I-I don't think I can do this.
I'm allergic to dogs -
specifically, dog teeth!
Whiz, do you trust me?
0.0%! Arhhh!
Maxine. Dog.
Maxine!
(GRUNTS)
Please don't wake up.
Don't move.
Waah!
(RELIEVED CHUCKLE)
That...
(SNORES)
That was close. Whew. You OK?
That depends. Are 'OK' and 'wetting
yourself' mutually exclusive?
Er... (CHUCKLES)
Then, yeah, I'm OK.
Alright. Um, OK.
Now for the hard part.
OK, hopefully this won't take too -
- Found him.
- What?
Sorry that took so long.
I forgive you.
Now, type this message...
(PHONE BUZZES)
'Found your Alchemys'?
'Meet me right away'?
Mom!
And...
I found your brother.
(GASPS) Yes!
Whiz, you're a genius.
Yes.
(RECORDING)
You just posted
- a lost sneaker.
- Maybe.
(GASPS) The Collector has him!
Good thing we didn't leave yet.
Imagine if you missed each other.
(SNORTS)(LOW GROWL)
Uh...
(GROWLS)
Um, Whiz...
Arhhhh!
Maxine, we're trapped! Arh!
There's only one way left.
What?!
Arhhh!
(BARKS)
(GASPS)
(RAIN SPLASHES)
Uh!
Uh! (GROANS)
(LAUGHTER)
Well...
Blingety, bling, bling.
I'm gonna rescue Ty, JB style.
(GROANS)
(SNEAKERS SNIGGER AND GIGGLE)
- Gotta be faster than that.
- Don't
y'all got someplace better to be?
ALL: Nah!
Best view in town, baby!
Next car that passes is mine.
(SNORTS)
Garbage in, garbage out.
William Tell Overture
Had to be.
Uh!
(MELLOW DANCE MUSIC)
Excuse me, are you Lucas?
Ah! A rose by any other name.
Ugh.
We're looking for The Collector.
To be, or not to be:
that is the question.
Well, actually,
the question was "Are you Lucas?".
(CHUCKLES)
You might have heard of me.
Star of such productions
as The Taming of the Shoe,
Twelfth Nike
and Much Adidas About Nothing.
OK, Poitier. We're kinda in a hurry.
Why, of course, my boy.
If you'd like a picture,
that'll be $10.
I've played them all, you know.
Julius Sneaker, McB... Ugh!
To squeeze or not to squeeze:
THAT is the question.
Come on, hey, Brit...
(CHOKES)
(COUGHS) Collector lives
at the other side of the...
(COUGHS) ..park.
He's in a skyscraper. Top floor.
Arghh!
(ALL EXCLAIM)
Ty, you're here.
Hey, look, I'm sorry, man.
I really...
JB, whatever you're selling...
You gotta listen to me, alright.
Things is worse than you know.
The Collector, he's -(DOOR OPENS)
(FAINT SCUFFLING)
What the...
Huh?
(GRUMBLES)
(MUTTERS)
Well, well, well.
Yeah, I'm gonna need to see
a claim ticket.
(GRUMBLES) Yeah, I, er...
I got it here somewhere.
What are you doing?!
I'm saving your hide!
Checked your social. That shoe's
gotta be worth some real chedda.
I think that ticket
you're looking for is green.
Ty, you're in danger
if you go with him. Listen.
They're fixin' to chop you up.
(GRUNTS)
Uh, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no.
Wait! No, no, no.
(ENGINE ROARS)
This can't be happening.
You've got the wrong sneaker!
(SIGHS)
Ty, are you OK?
I was... till I met JB.
And I bet whoever Isaac is, he feels
- the same way.
- You know about Isaac?
No. Doesn't matter, anyway.
Probably just a lie like
everything else outta JB's mouth.
No, Ty, it isn't.
'When he was fresh out the box,
JB found his way
to the foot of a real baller.
A baller named Isaac.
Isaac and JB? Ah,
they were a match made in Heaven.
One just as cocky as the other.
But JB, well, he lost focus,
forgot why we're here.
And when Isaac needed him most...'
(CROWD GROANS)
'Isaac was hurt, humiliated.
He never played again.'
(GRUNTS ANGRILY)
(SNIGGERING)
(GRUNTS)
JB been on his own ever since.
I...I had no idea.
I think hooking up with you gave him
a little glimpse into what he lost.
For a second there, I thought
I saw that spark. The old JB.
But he wouldn't lie about something
like this. I believe him.
Other side of the park, huh?
(CHUCKLES) What's the worst
- that could happen?
- Um...
(FOREBODING MUSIC)
(BEEPING)
Look out, someone's here.
(PANICKED SHRIEKING AND YELLING)
(GASPS)
(EVIL CACKLE)
(OWL HOOTS)
Wow. Central Park
looks a lot bigger at night.
And a lot scarier.
(CHUCKLES) Tish.
There's shadows in life, baby.
(CHUCKLES)
Just go with the flow.
And the flow is Lucas.
Er... (CLEARS THROAT)
Uh.
Fine.
Let us sally forth.
Wait!
(SHRIEKS)(GASPS)
How about tomorrow, guys?
I just realised I had this thing
to go to tonight
that I forgot about.
Tomorrow work for you?
(CHUCKLES)
Yep.
Don't fret, young flyer.
We got your back.
What are you all doing here?
We're shoes.
We were made to give support.
Mm-hm. And right now,
we're going to support you
across this nasty,
disgusting, gross,
rat-infested park.
I don't know what to say. I just...
(CHUCKLES) Ty, please.
Once more unto the breach,
my friends, once more.
(SHOCKED GASPS)
Oh, wow.
That's gotta hurt.
I mean, I know it's wrong...
...but anybody else
just a little bit relieved?
(SILENCE)
O...K.
Laces out!
ALL: Laces out!
Charge!
(SHOUTING AND YELLING)
I'll beat the squeak out of you!
(SHRIEKS) We can't outrun them.
Everyone, head for the bridge.
Ice, you and Fire guard the rear.
Heels, get those spurs ready.
Stilettos... out!
Not today, rodents!
Run rat!
You go on ahead.
We'll hold 'em off here.
Argh!
(SNARLING)
This is easy.
Too easy if you ask me!
(RATS SQUEAKING)
Why is this so easy?
I don't know, just keep running.
(BOTH GASP)
Me and my big mouth!
(SNARLING)
Arh!
(GASPS)
We're trapped.
(SNARLING)
Not yet.
(GASPS)(YELLS)
We're not rat food yet.
(HISSES)
(GASPS)
Whoa.
(HUFFS AND PUFFS)
What are you doing?
Trust me.
(HISSES)
(HUFFS AND PUFFS)
Whatever it is, make it quick.
(SNARLS)
(HIGH-PITCHED WHISTLE)
(WHISTLE ECHOES)
Faster, faster!
Downhill!
Jump now!
Here we go!
(LAUGHS)
(ALL EXCLAIM)
Whoa!
Didn't I say that sneak could fly?
(LAUGHS)
Whoo!
(CHUCKLES)
Well, you sure know
how to show a girl a good time.
- Mwah!
- Wow.
I guess
I like thinking outside of the box.
Come on, we've got work to do.
(CHUCKLES)
How do we get inside?
We don't. You do.
Wait. Britany!
(HORN TOOTS)
Mmmm... ha!
Hey! Who throws a shoe, huh?
(BARKS)
(GROWLS)
Mercury, what is it, boy?
Huh?
(BEEPS)
There was a Collector
who lived with his shoes
But he had a dark secret,
so what could he do?
If you think I'm gonna just let you
mess with my sneaks like this,
you are more unhinged
than I thought.
Oh, I'm twice as unhinged
as you think I am.
Now, hand me the other shoe.
Get outta my system first.
(FOREBODING MUSIC)
(GRUNTS)
(LAUGHS)
It's like you think you're
in a position to make demands.
- Uh?
- What?! You're still
trying to play me, player?!
Ugh!
(GRUMBLES)
This has gone too far, Forger.
I actually stole sneaks from a kid
trying to live his dream.
And for what?
What's this?
A pang of guilt? (CACKLES)
Oh, come on. Not just his sneakers,
you stole his dreams.
You know,
like YOU used to have, huh?
(GRUMBLES)
Well, do what you gotta do!
Fine.
Have it your way. Ha ha ha!
Anybody remember this nobody?
Isaac G? No?
Of course not.
Oh, snap!
IG collectin' serious i-ron.
How embarrassing.
Poor, poor lil Isaac G.
You bad, so sad.
Another has-been, never was.
But then, you might know him better
by his preferred name -
The Collector!
The Collector?
Ah... that poor boy.
(BARKS)
(SNIFFS)
Puppy, remember me?
Here comes the drop!
Whoa!
(SNARLS)
Take it easy, puppy. Come on.
Arh! (GRUNTS)
(CACKLES)
Once a fake, always a fake.
(GRUNTS AND GURGLES)
Now that I've destroyed your rep,
next are your precious sneaks.
Any last words?
Arh!
Arghh!
Hey, Forger.
Let's see how you like it when the
shoe's on the other foot. (BEEPS)
Argh!
Oh, my lenses!
Argh! Stop it!
(GASPS)
Maxine, he's here. Edson's here!
Maxine?
(GASPS)
Hey! These are my brother's.
What did you do to him?
Whoa, whoa! Ow!
It's OK. I'm JB. I'm Ty's friend.
(CHUCKLES) Wait, wait.
My Ty made a friend?
Looks like at least two.
Who'd have guessed?
Argh! Shoes can't talk!
Ha, ha!
Let's give him the laces, home boys.
Huh?
(SNEAKERS YELL AND CHEER)
(THUDDING)
Ty!
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Nice digs.
(GIGGLES)
Uh, you smell like lavender.
And you...
You look... I mean... (CHUCKLES)
...you're full of...
Scuffs? Nicks? Gum? Dog slobber?
Badges of honour.
You know, Max, you were right.
We weren't meant for a box.
(LAUGHS)
Well, look at you. So, how about
a little Midnight Madness?
I'm game if you are.
Well, in that case,
I got some things for you.
Hey, they were never mine no how.
Thanks, JB.
Alright, everyone. It's time.
You first, Max.
Wait up, guys.
You're not coming?
Nah, I'm good. Been here too long.
I wouldn't even know what to do
out there on my own.
But you won't be alone.
You'll have us.
But you know how it is...
without your other half.
(GASPS)
Hold on.
What you doing, girl?
You done lost your mind?!
Oh. Spike?
That you? JB?
Oh, man, you got old!
Old? Who you calling old?
O-L-D. Old.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
I'm not the one with the creases.
(LAUGHS)
(BOTH LAUGH)
Honestly,
I never thought I'd see you again.
Whew! Been in that box
for a hot minute, ain't cha?
(CHUCKLES)
Mercy. Mercy!
Max! They're heading back
to the car. We gotta go. Now!
KIANA LEDE: Over It
I'm sorry, Eddie.
(BEEPS)
(GRUMBLES)
(CRACKLING AND INDISTINCT VOICES)
OK, Edson... here we come.
(CRACKLING)
(BOTH GASP)
(MUFFLED GRUNT)
(SNARLS)
Hmm.
(MUFFLED GRUNT)
(MUFFLED GRUNT)
Now I see why you wear a mask.
Don't look at me!(SHUTTER CLICKS)
No, don't take... Arh!
But it's over now
It had me down for a long time
I don't know why
It had me down for a long time
But it's over now, yeah
Had to climb my way up
from the bottom, I swear
Why should I go and fight
someone else's war
That don't really care...
(CROWD CHEERS)
CROWD: (CHANT) Midnight Madness!
Midnight Madness!
(BUZZER)
(CROWD CHEERS)
That's great(!)
No.
(SIGHS)
Hey, is that who I think it is?
Trying hard to reach the top
I'm at the bottom
Different struggles
I know everybody got 'em
But still I keep on pushin' anyway
Make a little bit of progress
every day
You know, you know, you know
It's never too late...
(CLEARS THROAT)
Er, I hear you going places.
Figured you oughta go together.
(GASPS)
Word is, you're a real baller.
Well, you know what they say.
Real recognise real.
Nah, not me, kid.
I'm just another fake.
CROWD: Isaac! Isaac!
What are you talking about?
A missed dunk?
CROWD: Isaac! Isaac!
Don't you hear 'em?
Isaac! Isaac!
Isaac! Isaac! Isaac! Isaac!
Isaac! Isaac! Isaac!
I got some fresh sneakers
on my feet
I'm on the right path,
I'm walkin' to victory
Stomping on my mind, it's destiny
(CHUCKLES)
Alright!
We the dream team
He on my side
so will nothing ever stop me
It gets rough
but, no, I never stop believing...
So, how they look?
Like the future, kid.
Like the future.
(BUZZER)
There you go, kid.
(WHISTLE TOOTS)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
Yeah!
Yeah!
That's my son! Whoo!
(CHUCKLES)
(CHEERING)
Yeah. We got this.
(GRUNTS)
Whoo! Yeah!
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(SPRAY CAN HISSES)
Yeah, back to the top
for everybody that's watching
Let me make it clear
so nothing is forgotten
For some people it seems
it only happens in dreams
Put on a pair of these
and you can do anything
Cos sneakers have
a life of their own that never ends
As soon as you think they do,
another story begins
Like our friend who bought a
ticket hoping to win
The most beautiful sneaks ever
so that he could play in
They happened to call his number,
he was happy and then
Started saying everything
we've been saying again, like...
You keep it real now. What?!
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
My sneaks can do anything
It's like magic
right in front of me
My sneaks can do anything
When I say anything,
I mean anything
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms
is underneath
Cos all my niggas got it out
the streets
I keep a hundred racks
inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall
with the whole team
Now can't answer calls
cos I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks
in the morning
I was broke, now I'm rich,
these salty
All this designer on my body
got me drip, drip, ayy
Straight up out the Yajects,
I'm a big Crip
If I got a pint of lean,
I'ma sip, sip
I run the racks up with my queen
like London and Nip