Original subtitles

Ladies and gentlemen, for this weekend,

downtown Eighth Avenue A, C and E lines' service

will all travel via the express track.

Hey, watch where you're walking!

How you doin'? Killin' that. Alright, man.

It's a slam dunk, put 'em on

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.

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! Guys, this is part of the movie.

Now zip it! I need to use the bathroom.

Ooh, those are pretty!

Mom, they're not pretty.

- They're fire! - Uh. Sure, honey. Mom!

Stay in your lane!

Are you crazy?!

Whoa!

Am I the only good driver in this city?

My boy gets to go to the Sneaker Gala!

Whoa! Maybe we'll get to see Paul Chris.

Chris Paul, Mom. Whatever.

Paul Chris, Chris Paul.

Oh... it's... here.

Wow. This is crazy!

Better jump out and I'll see you inside.

Love you, patito.

Mom!

Love you, Mom. Besos.

Get out of my way! I am late!

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?!

Hey!

Oh, they got the Back To The Futures.

Get your hands up!

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. Hey, Vanessa.

Hup! Uhh!

That's great

Are you OK? Hey, Vanessa.

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...

Collector! Collector.

Hey! Hey!

Hands up now! Hands up!

Whoa.

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.

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!

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...

Hey, wake up.

It's the moment of truth, baby bro. 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.

And now... Eyes closed. It's showtime!

...feast your eyes on the A24s!

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!

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!

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. 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!

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...

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.

Hm...

Whoo!

And pow, right on the button. I'd like to see Mr Paul Chris do that.

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!

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.

And the crowd goes wild!

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.

Warrghh! Oof!

Arh!

Hup. Arh!

Hm.

I'll be right there. I forgot to grab my -

No! No, no! Where are they?

My shoes!

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.

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!

Help me!

Hey. Hi there. Whoa.

Argh-h-h-h!

Oh, no! Who-o-o-oa!

Hold on! We're gonna jump!

Slow down!

Waah! Oof! Ohh!

- 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?

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!

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!

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!

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.

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.

Warhh!

Oof!

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. 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?

Fixing to break out, - are you? - Absolutely not!

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.

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?

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?

Oh, and watch out for rats.

They like to gnaw on sneakers.

Right down to the treads.

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.

Hey, watch where you're walking, man!

Er...

Arh!

Uh! Whew.

Whatever this is...

Ooh! This is not it.

Hey! Don't you even think about it.

I'm warning you. Get back!

Oh.

Oh!

Oh, now that is nice.

A shoe could get used to this.

Oh! Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Arhh!

Oh. Uhhh!

Oof!

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?

So, what's the best way out of this prison?

Prison? This isn't a prison!

More like paradise.

The Hall of Fame of retirement homes.

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... ..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.

Hm?

Besides, ain't but one way out.

And you, old girl, don't want it.

Ohh!

Yo, who got Spotify?

Oh, for the love of... Oh, I can't breathe!

Oh, my God, this is so stinky.

This is so smelly. My eyes are burning.

Everything's going dark. Where am I?!

Oh!

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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

Come on, kid.

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.

Har!

Oh!

Come on, Ty, get in the game.

JB, pass the ball.

Arh! 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.

Hey, come on now. Nobody likes a show off.

Wait.

Look... at... that.

Game!

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.

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...

..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!

My treads are sadder than a bald - tyre. - Wow, yeah, they are.

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?

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.

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?

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?!

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!

Here comes the drop! Wait, what does that even mean?

Arghhh! Skate or die! Watch this.

I'm gonna bust a rodeo flip. Whoa!

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.

Whew! What a day.

You ready for tonight?

Whoo! Oh, snap!

And the crowd goes wild!

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! -Who knows!

Your choice of transport

always makes me feel like I'm gonna be sick.

Yeah, whatever, kid. This is the spot.

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!

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.

Alright, Mercury, enough of the puppy dog eyes.

Well... Well, well.

I got it.

You think she'd be tired by now. I know I am.

She ain't got it.

I got it. I got it.

I...got it.

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!

Hey, why you hidin' in there?

I've been in this box for years,

since before The Collector was, well, you know...

...The Collector. 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.

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.

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.

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.

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?! 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!

There's quite the high arches in here.

Oh, excuse me. I'll...

I'll just wait outside. - Ooh. - Oh, I'm sorry.

Sorry? That's an odd name.

Oh...

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.

Yes, I love this song! You dance?

I'm not really... Oh! Follow me.

Loosen up, Ty.

Dance like no-one's watching.

Let your soul be free.

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!

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.

OK, then. Come on.

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!

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!

Hallelujah!

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!

I love you! Club Zapato in Harlem?

Oh, man. At this rate, we'll be looking for Maxine in Jersey.

JB, get Ty out of here!

- Britany! - Don't worry, we'll see you in Harlem.

Arghh!

We can't run from that monster forever.

Hm?

When I say go, grab onto me and pull.

Got it? When I say go.

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!

Now! Now!

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. 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!

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!

Rockets In The Sky

Wow, JB, look at this!

Wow, it's beautiful!

Wow! Maxine would love this.

I can't wait to tell her all the cool things I got to do without her.

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... 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.

Wow! The two we saw this morning couldn't stand each other.

And now they look like boys for life.

Ty and JB are finally becoming friends.

We had it! We had it and you let it get away!

Don't even think about it!

Bad dog.

Look out! Someone's coming!

Hm...

Ugh!

Hup!

I'm back! Where have you been?

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.

Ty?

You can't play me, player.

So, beg for forgiveness.

What did you just say?

I said beg!

Intruder alert. Intruder alert.

Intruder alert.

Access denied. Uh, uh, uh.

Your password is no good.

No!

Forger, get outta my shoes!

Look at the sweat collecting on your brow. Ha ha!

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.

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!

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.

Ohh!

Yo, Ty. Something I need - to get off my chest. - There it is.

Come on, we gotta go.

We gotta find a way inside.

Ty, seriously, man, I gotta...

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.

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.

I'm not crying. Let it out.

Here, take my laces. Yes, I am!

Yo! You good in there?

No.

Y'all better not be playin'.

All looks good, bro? Yeah.

- Yo. What size? - Yeah, I'll take a pair of size 12s, please.

Let me check in the back for you.

Britany? How d'you... Ssh.

Kids.

Hmm.

Are you crazy?! Learn how to drive!

Not today. Not today.

Hey.

Are you OK down there?

Do I look OK?

I got a splittin' headache.

Oh, man, what happened to you?

The Forger happened to me.

One minute you're bein' buffed and polished.

The next thing you know...

...you're half the sneaker you used to be.

Cut me up just to make a whole box of fakes!

Pfft, fakes!

The Forger can rip off my sole...

...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.

Arh! Arhhhh!

Ty! No!

But if The Collector's working with The Forger...

I'm sorry, man.

Rest in peace.

I...I gotta save Ty.

Grrr!

- Huh? You just posted a lost sneaker.

Maybe. How d'you get this number?

I am THE Collector.

Crazy influencers.

Follow me. Wait.

Oh... OK. Waah!

Wa-a-a-a-h!

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.

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. It's all good.

- Now I match Max. - Well, if it ain't the Rookie of the Year himself!

You look like you been through it.

Through it and to it.

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.

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!

Please don't wake up. Don't move.

Waah!

That...

That was close. Whew. You OK?

That depends. Are 'OK' and 'wetting yourself' mutually exclusive?

Er... 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...

'Found your Alchemys'? 'Meet me right away'?

Mom!

And...

I found your brother. Yes!

Whiz, you're a genius. Yes.

You just posted - a lost sneaker. - Maybe.

The Collector has him!

Good thing we didn't leave yet.

Imagine if you missed each other.

Uh... Um, Whiz...

Arhhhh!

Maxine, we're trapped! Arh!

There's only one way left. What?!

Arhhh!

Uh!

Uh!

Well...

Blingety, bling, bling.

I'm gonna rescue Ty, JB style.

- Gotta be faster than that. - Don't y'all got someplace better to be?

Nah!

Best view in town, baby!

Next car that passes is mine.

Garbage in, garbage out.

Had to be.

Uh!

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?".

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...

Collector lives at the other side of the...

..park. He's in a skyscraper. Top floor.

Arghh!

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 -

What the...

Huh?

Well, well, well.

Yeah, I'm gonna need to see a claim ticket.

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.

Uh, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no.

Wait! No, no, no.

This can't be happening. You've got the wrong sneaker!

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...'

'Isaac was hurt, humiliated. He never played again.'

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?

What's the worst - that could happen? - Um...

Look out, someone's here.

Wow. Central Park looks a lot bigger at night.

And a lot scarier. Tish.

There's shadows in life, baby.

Just go with the flow. And the flow is Lucas.

Er...

Uh. Fine.

Let us sally forth. Wait!

How about tomorrow, guys?

I just realised I had this thing to go to tonight

that I forgot about.

Tomorrow work for you? 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... Ty, please.

Once more unto the breach, my friends, once more.

Oh, wow. That's gotta hurt.

I mean, I know it's wrong...

...but anybody else just a little bit relieved?

Laces out!

Charge!

I'll beat the squeak out of you!

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!

This is easy. Too easy if you ask me!

Why is this so easy? I don't know, just keep running.

Me and my big mouth!

Arh!

We're trapped.

Not yet.

We're not rat food yet.

Whoa.

What are you doing?

Trust me.

Whatever it is, make it quick.

Faster, faster!

Downhill!

Jump now!

Here we go!

Whoa!

Didn't I say that sneak could fly?

Whoo!

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.

How do we get inside? We don't. You do.

Wait. Britany!

Mmmm... ha!

Hey! Who throws a shoe, huh?

Mercury, what is it, boy?

Huh?

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.

It's like you think you're in a position to make demands.

- Uh? - What?! You're still trying to play me, player?!

Ugh!

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?

Oh, come on. Not just his sneakers, you stole his dreams.

You know, like YOU used to have, huh?

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.

Puppy, remember me? Here comes the drop!

Whoa!

Take it easy, puppy. Come on.

Arh!

Once a fake, always a fake.

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.

Argh!

Oh, my lenses!

Argh! Stop it!

Maxine, he's here. Edson's here!

Maxine?

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.

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?

Ty!

Nice digs.

Uh, you smell like lavender. And you...

You look... I mean...

...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.

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.

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.

I'm not the one with the creases.

Honestly, I never thought I'd see you again.

Whew! Been in that box for a hot minute, ain't cha?

Mercy. Mercy!

Max! They're heading back to the car. We gotta go. Now!

Over It

I'm sorry, Eddie.

OK, Edson... here we come.

Hmm.

Now I see why you wear a mask.

Don't look at me! No, don't take... Arh!

Midnight Madness!

That's great

No.

Hey, is that who I think it is?

Er, I hear you going places.

Figured you oughta go together.

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.

Isaac! Isaac!

What are you talking about?

A missed dunk? Isaac! Isaac!

Don't you hear 'em? Isaac! Isaac!

Isaac! Isaac! Isaac! Isaac!

Isaac! Isaac! Isaac!

Alright!

So, how they look?

Like the future, kid.

Like the future.

There you go, kid.

Yeah! Yeah!

That's my son! Whoo!

Yeah. We got this.

Whoo! Yeah!

You keep it real now. What?!