Sneaks (2025)

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(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, sh**t... 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-h*-h*, 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 h*-h*-h*!

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 sh**t 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! h*!'

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 c*ck 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 w*r

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 n*gg*s 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