Original subtitles

[grand orchestral fanfare playing]

[subway train whooshing and rattling]

[laughter, indistinct chatter]

[bell chimes]

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

for the rest of the weekend, downtown Eighth Avenue,

A, C and E line service

will all travel via the express track.

[train squealing]

- [bell chimes, train doors open] - [indistinct chatter]

[indistinct announcement over P.A.]

[jackhammering]

WOMAN: Hey! Watch where you're walking.

[lively chatter]

- [siren whooping] - [drumming]

MAN: Hey, you're killin' it.

- All right, man. - ["Where It All Started" plays]

- ♪ Mustard on the beat ♪ - ♪ Here's where it all started ♪

♪ I gotta lace you up right before we start walking ♪

♪ I wanna talk about the sneaks in the orange boxes ♪

♪ If you know, you know, but if you don't ♪

♪ Listen close when I start talking ♪

♪ Before LeBron James had four rings ♪

- ♪ They wore three stripes ♪ - ♪ And they looked so clean ♪

♪ Then I heard Drake say, "Checks over stripes" ♪

♪ And when they thought about it, they said, "That's right" ♪

♪ They like Air Forces, 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 ♪

♪ Okay, I get it, pay attention ♪

♪ There's a couple of things that my friend didn't mention ♪

♪ There's a couple of things that I've seen that he didn't ♪

♪ AND1 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 stops to stare till you make it ♪

♪ Kobe 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 ♪

♪ But that opened the door ♪

♪ For players to make more, for rappers to have sneaks ♪

♪ That they used to couldn't afford ♪

♪ Could tell a lot about somebody ♪

♪ From the sneaks they wear ♪

♪ Could 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 color 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 ♪ - [horn honks]

♪ 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!

TIFFANY: Wait, are we in Manhattan?

MARCEL: Bro, movie magic.

TREY: We're in a movie? When's it start?

- TIFFANY: Oh, I love popcorn. - TREY: With extra butter.

- And soda. - MARCEL: Ugh. Guys.

This is part of the movie. Now, zip it!

TREY: I need to use the bathroom.

- ♪ My sneaks can do anything. ♪ - [horn honking]

[hums] Ooh, those are pretty.

Mom, they're not pretty.

[chuckles] They're fire.

- Uh, sure, honey. - Mom!

- SHAWNA: Stay in your lane! - [tires squealing]

- Are you crazy? - [horns honking]

Whoa!

[horn blaring]

Am I the only good driver in this city?

My boy gets to go to the Sneaker Gala.

- Whoo! - [tires squeal]

Maybe we'll get to see Paul Chris.

Chris Paul, Mom.

SHAWNA: Whatever. Paul Chris, Chris Paul.

- [horn honks] - Oh, it's here.

Wow.

This is crazy!

- [grunts] - [tires squeal]

Better jump out, and I'll see you inside.

Love you, patito.[chuckles]

Mom.

Love you, Mom.

- SHAWNA: Besos. - [chuckles]

- Get out of my way! I am late! - [tires squealing, horn honking]

[crowd cheering inside]

- Y'all know who I am, right? - ["Ballin'" playing]

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?

♪ I was broke, now I'm rich, these ... salty ♪

♪ All these designer on my body got me drip, drip... ♪

EDSON: Oh, they got the Back to the Futures.

- MUSTARD: Get your hands up! - [crowd cheering]

- [laughter] - [cameras clicking]

SHANIKA: 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.

- [yelps] - Aw, man.

- Don't worry, you'll get it. - [chuckles]

Just keep doing what we practiced, all right?

How many tickets would you like?

Vanessa.

["Vanessa" echoing softly]

Hey, Vanessa.

[clears throat, voice deepens]: Hey, Vanessa.

- [grunts] Whoa! - [Vanessa gasps]

That's great.

- Are you okay? - Hey, Vanessa. [chuckles]

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.

EDSON: No way.

VANESSA: Guess it's your lucky day.

But if you win, don't be one of those guys

who makes a shrine to his shoes, okay?

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.

Uh, yeah, about that. It's, um...

- I mean, I was wondering if... - [people shouting "Collector!"]

MUSTARD: Hey! Hey!

Hands up now! Hands up!

- [hip-hop music playing] - [crowd cheering]

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...

Sniffing and licking everything?

Uh-uh. 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.

Hmm.

I'll take a hundred tickets.

They're a hundred dollars each, sir.

- In that case, make it 200. - [crowd gasping]

Well, I guess my chances of winning just took a dive.

THE COLLECTOR: Better luck next time, kid.

Hey, sneakerheads, I need all eyes to the stage right now.

Please welcome the illest and the realest, CP3.

That's right, Mr. Christopher Emmanuel Paul!

- [crowd cheering] - Get your hands up!

Put your hands up! Hey!

CHRIS PAUL: What's up, New York?

It is time to find out who will be walking out of here

with the dopest pair of kicks ever!

[yawns] Hey, wake up.

It's the moment of truth, baby bro.

Huh? "Baby"? [chuckles]

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 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-kind holographic certificate

of absolute authenticity.

- MUSTARD: And now... - Eyes closed. It's showtime.

MUSTARD: Feast your eyes on the A24s!

The exclusive, hyper-limited,

often imitated, never replicated,

flyer than fly,

Alchemy 24s!

What did I miss? Did I miss it?

And the winning number is...

...one, four...

...seven...

...five...

Sorry, kid. It's a wrap.

CHRIS PAUL: And the last number is... three!

I... won?

He won?

- You what? - Yo, I got the ticket! I won!

VANESSA: Edson got the shoes!

CHRIS PAUL: Congratulations to our winner.

Hey, what's your name, kid?

Edson. My name's Edson.

CHRIS PAUL: Our winner, Edson!

Yeah.

Everybody, as loud as you can, make some noise for Edson!

[crowd cheering]

[grunting angrily]

Woo-hoo! Remember that name.

Edson. Write it down.

- I can't believe it! Mom! - [horns honking]

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. [kisses]

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.

Shh!

So, tell me, what's the damage gonna be?

I'm sorry, but they're not for sale.

Huh? [grunts]

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 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!

[grunting]

What do you say, kid?

Sorry, Mr., uh, Collector, but me and these shoes,

we're going places.

[sighs] 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.

- Uh... [grunts] - [Mercury barking]

My son already gave you his answer,

so maybe stop begging.

Whoa!

Nobody is begging.

We don't do beg.

[grunting]

Edson, get in the car.

[engine starts]

[tires squealing]

Hmm.

- SHAWNA: Whoo! - [Edson chuckles]

And pow! Right on the button.

I'd like to see Mr. Paul Chris do that.

[laughing]: 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

talking about naming rights.

[laughing]: 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!

- [banging] - WOMAN: Edson, knock it off!

Sorry, Miss Fenster!

Oh, no. It's scuffed.

SHAWNA: Honey, they're shoes.

Aren't they supposed to get a little dirty?

No, not these.

I gotta look extra fresh tonight.

I'm trying to stand out when I'm on the court.

Edson, 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.

Ah! A foot!

He put his foot inside me! Ugh.

- I like him. [chuckles] - What?

Maxine, he scuffed you.

- And? - And now you're hideous.

A monster!

I think it looks cute.

You realize I gotta be seen with you, right?

You're just jealous because I've got something that you don't.

A badge of honor.

Badge of honor? Yuck!

Give me a break. I'm getting out of here.

I'm starting to feel dust on my tongue.

I kind of love it here, okay? 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, okay?

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. - [sighs]

[gasps, yelps]

- Oh! - Shh! Someone's coming.

[grunting]

[growls]

[panting]

[grunts]

[sniffing]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

[straining]

[sighs]

Hmm.

[sighs]

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

No! No, no! Where are they?

My shoes!

♪ ♪

[engine revving, tire squealing]

[horns blaring]

[sighs] 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? [sniffs]

Oh, you sweet, thoughtful, beautiful man.

♪ ♪

[grunting]

- MAXINE: Okay. - [Ty grunts]

MAXINE: Listen, we can get out of here and back to Edson

in time for Midnight Madness as long as we work together.

Work together? [chuckles] 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! [screams]

- Ty, you let go right now! - No!

- [grunts] She's a bad shoe! - [screams]

[both screaming]

- Help me! - Hey. Hi there.

[Ty screaming]

- [Maxine screams] - TY: Oh, no!

MAXINE: Hold on!

- We're gonna jump! - TY: Whoa!

[both screaming]

[grunts]

[yells]

[grunts, sighs]

[motorcycle engine revving]

[growling, barking]

Mercury.

Here, boy. Here, boy. Come here, boy.

Yeah, that's my man.

♪ ♪

Guess who!

Well, if it isn't The Forger.

THE FORGER: The one and only. [laughs]

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 coloring is off,

the pattern on the heel doesn't even match the toe cap,

and the logo is on upside down.

THE FORGER: Hmm. 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.

THE FORGER: If a slam dunk was easy,

everybody would make one every time.

But you would know that better than most.

Mm. It makes me sick putting these epic sneaks

- into the claws of... - THE FORGER: You know

why you're giving them to me, Mr. Keeping It Real.

Or do you need a reminder?

COMMENTATOR [recording]: Isaac G elevates for the slam.

Oh! He missed it. How embarrassing.

He's definitely going to feel that in the morning.

THE FORGER: Now, let's see those sneaks. [chuckles]

[groans]

[air hisses]

♪ ♪

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.

THE FORGER: Mm, have it your way.

But just remember, best collect yourself

before you wreck yourself.

Forger out.

- [Mercury barks] - It's not here!

I've got to find that shoe!

[yells]

[screaming]

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.

[Ty and Trey screaming]

[all shoes screaming]

[groans, exhales]

[groans]

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

It's a dream. It's a dream.

Just a dream. A very bad dream.

MARCEL: 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?

TIFFANY: 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.

- [Ty screaming] - 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-ho-ho! 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.

[chuckling]: Hey, now, now, that's a good idea, okay?

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?

- Uh... - No.

Uh, well, you said it, not me.

Okay, okay.

Here we go. [strains]

[yells, grunts]

[shoes laughing]

I thought you were going to catch me.

I said I'd help you.

I didn't say nothing about catching.

Name's J.B.

Now, look at you.

Gold trim, gemmed-out accents,

- cordovan leather. - Uh...

Boy, you as soft as a nougat.

[chuckles] Thanks. 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 her out, are you?

Absolutely not. [chuckles]

I want to 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.

- [shoes laugh] - [J.B. clears throat]

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?

[J.B. chuckles]

Gems!

Now, there's a great suggestion.

Um, but I need my gems.

Oh, okay. 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.

- [Ty screams] - [rat squeaking]

Let's go.

Ooh! Well...

We might as well go see the king.

He's gotta know about The Collector.

There's a king? A king shoe?

Sure!

O.G. is the O.G. of O.G.'s.

- He started it all. - I can't believe it.

An hour on the streets,

and I'm already meeting royalty. [chuckles]

With you as my guide, J.B., nothing can go wrong.

That young kick would've been better off up here.

J.B. 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.

[yelps] Ow! Pebble! Pebble!

Oh, I'm hit! I'm hit!

[grunts] I'm too pretty to die!

Come on.

Oh, get it out! Get it out!

- I haven't even met a girl sneaker. -Turn around.

It's really not that bad, kid. Relax.

TY: [screams] Get it... Ow! Ooh! [screams]

[whimpers]

- Am I scarred for life? - That was freaky.

- What kind of 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're gonna have to carry me the rest of the way.

[sighs] I had enough of this kid.

Tell me you're not serious.

[grunts]

[yells, groans]

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hold on. Gotta tie my shoe.

- Why did you throw me? - Shh! I got an idea.

Come on.

Wait. What's that rank, cheesy smell? Yuck!

- [J.B. sniffs] - It makes my eyes water. [gags]

You wanted to be carried.

Well, here you go.

- [indistinct chatter] - MAN: I need some coffee.

MAN: Hey, watch where you're walking here!

[horns honking]

["Murphy's Law" by DSTRCT playing]

♪ They gon' start to double back ♪

♪ Back, back, back, back ♪

♪ I don't do too well with threats ♪

♪ Try to be peaceful, uh, yeah ♪

♪ Don't reason with you, yeah ♪

♪ Thought it was love, but look at this ... ♪

Hmm.

♪ Rather would beef with me, yeah ♪

♪ ... it, I don't wanna speak no more. ♪

[beeping, whirring]

[song ends]

- [whirring] - Uh... [gasps]

[screams, grunts]

[yelps]

[shudders] Whatever this is...

Oh! [grunts]

This is not it.

Hey! Don't you even think about it.

I'm warning you, get back!

- [buzzing] - Oh. [chuckles] Oh.

Oh, that is nice. [sighs]

A shoe could get used to this.

Oh! Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. [screams]

Hmm?

[sighs]

[groans]

♪ ♪

- [thud] - [Maxine grunts]

[growls]

[squeaking]

Uh, that door is made of the strongest quality polycarbonate.

Electronically sealed with an encrypted biometric lock.

I'm Whiz. This is Techie.

[scoffs] You don't say.

[groans]

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

- [Whiz snorts] - [Whiz and Techie laughing]

Prison? This isn't a prison.

- Ugh. - More like paradise.

The hall of fame of retirement homes.

[whooping, grunting]

[groans]

Can you leave this paradise?

Well, no, you know...

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 we can do.

Sure, but things have changed.

Sneaks are more than that now. They're valued.

Worshipped, even.

Yo, four eyes, keep yapping. You're 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,

'specially on your own.

Where's your pair?

I don't know.

And I'm not ending up here, okay?

But speaking of special...

[sighs] There's this kid, Edson.

- He's got a basketball game... - Oh, snap!

Air Max 'bout to bang out at the Garden.

Nice!

- Uh, no. - Olympics, then.

Faster! Higher! Stronger! Cool.

Maybe an alien goon squad

- in a high-tech AI server-verse. - [Maxine chuckles]

Okay. Uh...

Look, you've all done so many amazing things.

Tech companies, hit music, championships.

- BOBBITO: 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.

[clears throat] Not the programming language,

- just basicbasic. Sorry. - [Maxine chuckles]

Okay, so 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... [chuckles]

the world outside is all mud and bugs,

dropped ice cream cones, dirt, dust...

Look, okay, 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.

- Hmm? - [shuffling]

Besides, ain't but one way out.

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

[lively chatter]

[cheering]

MAN: Yo, put on Spotify.

- ["High Maintenance" playing] - ♪ This beat bop, don't it? ♪

♪ This beat knock, don't it? ♪

♪ This beat bop, don't it? ♪

[Ty groaning]

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! [coughing]

- [gagging] - Whoa! Hey, hey, hey.

Whatever's coming up, keep it in.

[groans]

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? J.B., wait.

Keep your nerve and don't say nothing unless I talk first.

Ooh-ooh!

Oh, shoot. Ice?

Oh, it's been a minute.

[chuckles] Got that right.

Me and Fire, we've been looking forward to this for a long,

long time. [laughs]

Y'all wouldn't be bringing attitude

if the big guy was here.

- Huh. Well, he ain't. - [laughter]

I don't feel safe.

- I said don't talk unless... - Aha!

[Ty whimpering]

He's right, kid. Sneaks don't talk round here.

We converse. [laughs]

O.G.! What up, king?

Boy, are you a sight for sore eyelets.

J.B., who's the new shoe?

Oh, hello. I'm Ty, and...

Oh, he's brand-brand-new.

Might say he's fresh out of the box.

A sneak has to be careful who they roll with.

Where's your pair?

We got separated, but luckily,

J.B. volunteered to help me find her.

Ha! If you're telling me the great J.B. 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.

[chuckles] You and your mama.

Whoa! You talking about my mama?

Hey, my mama was a Louboutin.

[laughs] Yeah, your mama was from Payless.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold up, now. - [others exclaiming]

Nobody's getting curb-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, J.B., what's happening?

♪ ♪

[chuckling]: Whoa, what is this place?

You ain't never seen basketball played before?

[blows raspberry] 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?

[scoffs] Wow!

All right, boys, you know the rules.

First team to 21 wins.

[Fire growls]

[J.B. growls]

- Remember, keep it clean. - J.B.: Oh!

It's time to take out the trash.

Oh!

Call me the janitor. [chuckles]

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."

[laughs]

Come on, Ty. Pick and roll.

- [grunts] - [cheering]

- [grunts] - [groans]

Oh!

Come on, Ty, get in the game.

♪ Smile, you can put me in the game, yo... ♪

J.B., pass the ball!

SHOES: Whoa.

- [grunts] - Oh!

[groans]

Oh! I think I bruised something.

Okay, dawg.

- [grunts] - All right, man. Here, here.

In your face. Ooh!

- Here. Right here. - That's my shoe.

That's my shoe.

Whoa!

- [chuckling]: Oh, wow! - Me and J.B. smoke y'all.

Back up! Yo, y'all can't get with this.

Laces up.

We got 'em, J.B. We got 'em.

Here we go, J.B.

That sneak was meant to fly.

[chuckles] Yeah!

[grunts]

[shoes groan and chatter]

SHOE: Better tie your shoes!

[groans]

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

- [Ty grunts] - [laughter]

Wait.

Look...

at...

- that! [chuckles] - [gasping]

- Yeah! - [cheering]

TY: High laces, baby!

[all exclaiming]

Oh, that's right!

Come on back when you learn how to tie them laces.

Yay!

All right, O.G., what's up? How do we find The Collector?

Really, J.B.?

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 nothing.

Adriana don't know, no one does.

Hmm. Who's Adriana?

[scoffs] Thanks, O.G.

What? J.B., wait.

[chuckles]

So, what was up with all that?

Well, at least O.G. pointed us at Adriana, right?

Man, I could've got us to Adriana.

So, why didn't you?

Listen, man, she's my ex.

- She was my queen. - [grunts]

- You could even say we was soulmates. -Ooh.

- And then something happened. - Maybe you can, you know,

get The Collector's address and settle old differences...

[grunts]

...all at the same time. [yelps, grunts]

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! [groans] - [crashing]

My treads are sadder than a bald tire.

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.

[sighs]

Uh, hey, whatever it takes, man.

- So, how do we get to Adriana? - [whistles]

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.

Okay, girl. 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.

[groans] We need to go uptown ASAP.

[chuckles]: As soon as possible?

- We can't go that slow. - Wait. What?

[screams]

And that's when J.B. took Ty for a literal and metaphorical ride.

You mean J.B. is using Ty for his gems?

Yes, fool.

- Those are called stakes. - And, unfortunately,

those stakes were about to make beef.

Wait, what kind of steaks are we talking about?

- New York strip? - [sighs]

- Filet mignon? - Let's get back to the story.

Porterhouse? Rib eye?

[horns blaring]

♪ We gotta speed it up ♪

♪ Supersonic through the streets, yeah... ♪

[Ty yelling, gasping]

Hold me! Hold me! I'm flying off!

Weight on the front, Rayssa!

Drag back wheels and...

SKY and RAYSSA: Power slide!

- TY: How's this even legal? - [others laughing]

- Oh, man! - [chittering]

[snarling]

Why is there a rat in my face?

[Ty yells]

- Fresh move, Rayssa. - No more, please!

[speaking Portuguese]

No, no, no, no, no, no!

[yelling]

- That was crazy! - [Ty chuckles]

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

- [screams] - Skate or die!

Watch this. I'm gonna bust a rodeo flip.

Whoa! [grunts]

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, huh? ♪

♪ 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 ♪ - [sighs]

♪ 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 'cause I don't have a clue. ♪

Whew! What a day.

You ready for tonight?

Ooh! Oh, snap!

And the crowd goes wild!

[chuckles, sighs]

[Edson 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.

SKY: Now arriving at Killer Queens. Next stop...

- [J.B. yells] - SKY and RAYSSA: Who knows?

[Ty groans]

Your choice of transport

always makes me feel like I'm going to 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?

[gasps] Um, good.

[high-pitched]: You look good.

[voice deepens]: Okay. Uh, good.

Uh, good. Yeah, uh, I mean...

- [waiter whistling tune] - Yo, you look good.

You a bad liar, man.

What's a good liar?

[J.B. grunts]

- [whistling continues] - TY: whoa!

[camera beeps, whirs]

[TV news theme playing]

REPORTER: 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?

- SHANIKA: I'm Shanika. - REPORTER: 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. - [groans]

[grunts, growls softly]

All right, Mercury, enough of the puppy dog eyes.

- [computer beeping] - [typing]

[laughing]: Well, well, well...

[grunting]: I got it!

I got it!

You'd think she'd be tired by now.

I know I am.

[chuckles] She ain't got it.

I got it! I got it! [straining]

I... got it!

[grunts, sighs]

It's impossible.

Technically, it's not impossible.

Lucas did it.

Lucas? Lucas.

Oh, great! Okay, okay. Who... who's Lucas?

Ugh!

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? - SPIKE: Simple.

- MAXINE: Hmm? - SPIKE: His pair helped him.

But my pair is out there.

♪ ♪

♪ Cracks in the pavement... ♪

Hey. Why are you hiding in there?

SPIKE: 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?

SPIKE: Not as good-looking, though.

[sighs]

It's only been a couple hours, and I, uh... I actually miss Ty.

Like, a lot.

SPIKE: Bet he feel the same about you.

Mm... [chuckles, sighs]

Well, last time I saw him,

I kind of threw him off a speeding motorcycle, so...

- [chuckles] - SPIKE: Hmm.

Uh, 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.

[traffic rumbling, horns honking]

[indistinct chatter]

[horns honking]

["Pa Pa Pa" by Matt Paris feat. Cornetto and IAmChino playing]

[song continues with singing in Spanish]

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.

- [song fades] - [slow piano intro playing]

♪ Ooh-ooh... ♪

TY: Wow.

She's, uh...

She's something else, man.

Hey, now. [chuckles]

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, J.B., there's a reason you're out there on your own.

Yeah, well... [chuckles] I'm here with my boy, Ty.

- Ain't that right, Ty? - Uh, yeah.

He's, um... he's helping me.

- Helping? [laughs] - That's right.

Uh-huh. Nice bling.

Hey, now, don't... 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!

- J.B., wait. - [high heels chattering]

There's quite the high arches in here.

- Oh, excuse me. Uh, wow. - [shoe chuckles]

- I'll just wait outside. - Ooh!

Oh, I'm sorry.

Sorry? That's an odd name.

- Oh. [chuckles] No. Ty. - [chuckles]

My name is Ty.

Ty. Hmm. I like that.

I'm Britany.

Never seen you around here before.

You new?

Well, yeah, kind of.

You can say that.

Yes! I love this song!

You dance?

I-I'm not really... Oh!

[Britany laughing]

Follow me. [laughs]

Loosen up, Ty.

Dance like no one's watching.

Let your sole be free.

[both chuckle]

Listen, girl, I ain't doing 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.

- [Ty laughs] - [Britany whooping]

- SHOE: Go, Ty! Go, Ty! - Whoo!

Goodbye, J.B.

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...

Y-You're right, okay?

I mean, I figure he got...

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.

[clicks tongue] Are you telling me the truth about this kid?

- Yeah. - [groans]

Okay, then. Come on.

[tires squealing]

- [Mercury panting] - [grunts]

[sniffing]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Yo.

No dogs inside the hotel, okay?

Hey.

OMG, The Collector!

Oh, my...

Pic for the 'Gram?

Not now. I don't have time for photos.

But, I mean, uh, for a super stan, hey, sure.

- Yeah, chin up, chin down. - [camera clicking]

Yeah, that's it. My man.

- [dance music playing] - [laughter]

ADRIANA: Britany. Ty here needs to find The Collector.

Tell him 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. - J.B.: Wait.

How we gonna find one sneaker

in a city as big as New York?

Hey, girl. It's showtime!

[up-tempo music playing]

[gasping, cheering]

BRITANY: ♪ I know you've been ♪

♪ Searching high and low ♪

♪ But there is a man ♪

[gasps]

♪ I know you been ♪

♪ Searching high and low ♪

♪ But there is a man ♪

♪ Who will show you where to go... ♪

Hallelujah.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Zapato, the bowling alley ♪

♪ I can guarantee you he'll be there ♪

♪ 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.

TY: J.B., this is amazing!

[laughs]: Whoa!

BRITANY: ♪ He's at the club ♪

♪ Yes, he is ♪

♪ Just ask for Lucas at Club Zapato ♪

♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

♪ Go, get 'em ♪

- ♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪ - ♪ You better go ♪

- ♪ You better go ♪ - ♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

- ♪ Go ♪ - ♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

♪ Go, get 'em ♪

♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

- ♪ Go, get 'em ♪ - ♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

- ♪ Go, get 'em - ♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

- ♪ Just go, go, get 'em ♪ - ♪ Go, get 'em ♪

- ♪ Just go, get 'em ♪ - ♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

- ♪ Go...! ♪ - ♪ Go, go, get 'em ♪

I love you.

Club Zapato in Harlem? Oh, man.

At this rate, we'll be looking for Maxine

- in Jersey. - [laughs]

- [laughs] - [clattering]

- [Mercury barking] - [shoes screaming]

[barking]

- [screaming] - [sniffing, barking]

[Mercury growls]

- J.B., get Ty out of here! - TY: Britany!

ADRIANA: Don't worry. We'll see you in Harlem.

[clamoring]

[whimpers]

[growling]

[both scream]

[grunts]

[both panting]

[snarls, barks]

We can't run from that monster forever.

[crashing]

- Hmm? - J.B.: When I say "go,"

grab onto me and pull.

Got it? When I say "go."

[whistles]

[barking]

J.B.!

J.B.: Now.

- Now. - Now what?

J.B.: Green light. Come on.

- What are you doing? - [barking]

[yells]

[yelps]

- [screaming] - [snarling]

- The cake. Just do it. - TY: Huh?

- The cake. - That cake?

Come on, green light, bro. Come on. Now!

- Go! - [strains]

Now! Now!

[straining]

- [barking] - [screaming]

[sighs]

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 even understand how you can do that

and then try and react like

- I did something wrong. - Just-just stop, okay?

- You could've even said "pull." - Ty...

Forget I said anything.

So, how far away is Harlem?

- [grunts] - Far.

But luckily, there's a shortcut.

- [whistles] - No, no, no. Really?

- Can't get enough of us, huh? - J.B.: Nobody ever said

a free ride was cheap.

SKY: So, guys, where we headed this time?

- J.B.: Harlem. - [horns honking]

RAYSSA: Uptown, baby.

Let's go!

TY: Bus. Bus. Bus, bus, bus, bus!

[screams]

[groans]

[brakes hiss]

[gasps] Hey, whoa. Stop it!

Stop it! [whimpering]

[yells]

What?

[shouts] No, no.

[groans] Little help?

- Somebody? - [grunts]

- [grunts] - Huh.

Let's go back inside. [moans]

You can open your eyes now.

Whoa.

["Rockets in the Sky" playing]

♪ ♪

♪ Mustard on the beat ♪

♪ Is something wrong with us or is it just me? ♪

♪ Are we anywhere that we said we would be? ♪

♪ 'Cause love is passing us faster than our speed ♪

♪ And I don't want to miss ♪

♪ All that we could see... ♪

TY: Wow, J.B., look at this.

♪ We made? ♪

♪ Are we pushing limits or just afraid? ♪

♪ 'Cause, 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... ♪

TY: Wow, it's beautiful.

♪ And we will fly ♪

♪ Fly like rockets in the sky ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, 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. -[chuckles]

So, who's Isaac?

He must be really important if he has his name

written on you, right?

J.B.: Yeah, I... [clears throat]

Hey, look, it was just a time that...

that I realized I-I was better off alone.

Why?

You wouldn't understand.

Oh, come on. Tell me.

[sighs]

[distant siren wailing]

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, J.B.

Hey, hey, what-what you doing?

I'm getting broken in, man.

Oh, y-you are too kind.

I mean that, Ty.

♪ Like rockets in the sky ♪

♪ Like rockets in the sky. ♪

TREY [laughs]: Wow.

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

And now they look like boys for life.

Ty and J.B. are finally becoming friends.

[sobs]

[horns honking]

THE COLLECTOR: We had it.

We had it, and you let it get away.

[Mercury groans]

[stomach gurgling]

- Don't even think about it. - [gulps]

[beeping]

[growls] Bad dog.

- [gasps] - [beeping]

WHIZ: Look out. Someone's coming.

♪ ♪

[gasps, whimpers]

Hmm.

♪ ♪

[phone ringing, vibrating]

[sighs]

[chimes]

[gasps]

[grunts]

- [straining] - [Mercury snoring]

[computer chiming]

THE FORGER: I'm back. [chuckles]

Where have you been?

I've been home all day.

THE FORGER: "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]

[grunts softly]

Ty?

THE FORGER: You can't play me, player.

So beg for forgiveness.

[grunts]

What did you just say?

THE FORGER: I said beg! [cackles]

COMPUTER: Intruder alert. Intruder alert.

[gasps]

Intruder alert. Intruder alert.

Access denied.

THE FORGER: Uh-uh-uh. Your password is no good.

No!

[yells]

Forger, get out of my shoes.

Look at the sweat collecting on your brow.

[cackles]

Huh?

♪ ♪

Wait. Stop!

THE FORGER: Never lie to The Forger,

or I'll turn your sneaks into shoe confetti.

Capisce?

Yes. Yes, I capisce. I capisce.

THE FORGER: Good. Then I'll see you

and both my Alchemy 24s real soon.

Forger out.

[groans, sputters]

Mercury, let's go.

- [snores] - [growls]

[Mercury snoring]

WHIZ: 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.

[all gasp]

This is no longer a safe space.

It's more a "rip-off-your-face" place.

- What?! - [all scream]

MAXINE: 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?

But I don't want to go down a chute.

TECHIE: Kernel panic. Kernel panic.

- Kernel panic! - MAXINE: It's cool.

Okay? You've got nothing to worry about.

How can you be so sure?

Because...

Edson is coming to get us.

[gasping, murmuring]

[brakes hiss]

- [grunts] - [groans]

Yo, Ty, something I need to get off my chest.

There it is.

Come on, we got to go.

[sighs]

We got to find a way inside.

- [man whistling] - Ty, seriously, man, I got to...

[both grunt]

- Hey, man. - How are you?

Oh, look. We can hop a ride in that.

- Wait. Wait up. - [grunts]

Hold up a second.

Ty.

- [grunts] - Look.

When I, um... [stammers]

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-ain't you listening?

I was hustling you, man.

Yeah, you were a mark.

A chump.

♪ ♪

Wait. Wait, wait up.

But it's all good.

I got to know the real you.

My-my guy. Ty.

If bling is what you want,

just take it all.

[thunder rumbles]

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.

♪ Those kind of nights ♪

♪ When the sneaks tell you where to go ♪

♪ On autopilot ♪

[thunder rumbles]

♪ And you're lucky if you make it home ♪

♪ Make the most of being young and broken ♪

♪ Dancing drunk and hopelessly in love ♪

♪ Love with anyone... ♪

MARCEL: I'm not crying.

Let it out. Here, take my laces.

[crying]: You're crying...

[thunder crashes]

[coughing in distance]

- [groans] - Yo.

- You good in there? - [groaning, coughing]

Y'all better not be playing.

[slurping]

- Oh, what's good, bro? - Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

ATTENDANT: Yo. What size?

MAN: Yeah, I'll take a pair of size 12s, please.

ATTENDANT: Mm, let me check in the back for you.

BRITANY [whispering]: Psst, Ty.

Up here.

Britany? How'd you...

[shushes]

What the...?

[sighs] Kids.

- [camera clicks] - Hmm.

♪ ♪

[horn honks]

Are you crazy? Learn how to drive.

[coughing in distance]

[thunder rumbles]

SHOE: Not today. [coughs]

Not today.

- Hey, are you okay down there? -[coughing]

Do I look okay?

Oh, I got a splitting headache.

Oh, man. What happened to you?

The Forger happened to me.

One minute you're being buffed

and polished,

the next thing you know, poof,

you're half the sneaker you used to be.

[coughs]

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

[scoffs] Fakes.

The Forger can rip off my sole...

[coughs]

...but he'll never

rip out my soul.

[laughs] The Forger?

- He ain't even real. - Real?

It look like I slipped in a bathtub to you?

[thunder crashes]

Oh, he's real all right.

I'd call him a nightmare, but nightmares,

- they ain't real. - [growling]

And now,

I hear he's got The Collector doing his bidding.

He's going after those Alchemy 24s next.

- [machine buzzing] - [screaming]

- [thunder crashes] - J.B.: Ty. No!

[groans]

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

Sorry, man.

Rest in peace.

I-I got to save Ty.

♪ ♪

[yells]

[growls]

[phone vibrating]

- Huh? - THE COLLECTOR: You just posted

a lost sneaker.

Maybe.

How'd you get this number?

I am... The Collector.

[sighs] Crazy influencers.

[Britany chuckles]

- Follow me. - Wait.

Oh, okay.

[yelling]

[dance music playing]

This is amazing!

- So, this is Club Zapato? - Yes. What do you think?

It's great. But how are you here?

After-party. Everyone's here.

- Even us! - Whoop, whoop.

Say, "Hey, ho-oh."

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?

- [grunts] - Whoops. I think I scuffed you.

[chuckles] It's all good.

Now I match Max.

O.G.: Well, if it ain't the Rookie of the Year himself.

TY: O.G.!

You look like you've been through it.

- Through it and to it. - [laughter]

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 chuckle]

- [Mercury snoring] - WHIZ: Sorry, Maxine,

I-I don't think I can do this.

I'm allergic to dogs. Uh, specifically, dog teeth.

- Whiz, do you trust me? - Zero point zero percent.

[screams]

- Maxine. Dog. - [straining]

- Maxine! - [strains]

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

[screams]

[Maxine exhales, chuckles]

Okay. That...

That was close. [exhales]

- You okay? - That depends.

Are "okay" and "wetting yourself"

- mutually exclusive? - Uh... [chuckles]

- Then, yeah, I'm okay. - All right. Um, okay.

Now for the hard part.

Okay, hopefully, this won't take too...

- Found him. - What?

- Sorry that took so long. - I forgive you.

Now type this message...

[phone vibrates]

"Found your Alchemys. Meet me right away"?

Mom!

And...

- I found your brother. - [gasps] Yes.

- Whiz, you're a genius. - Yes.

THE COLLECTOR: You just posted a lost sneaker.

- ATTENDANT: Maybe. - [Maxine gasps]

MAXINE: The Collector has him.

[chuckles] Good thing we didn't leave yet.

Imagine if you missed each other. [snorts]

- [growling] - Uh... um, Whiz?

[gasps]

[Whiz screams]

Maxine, we're trapped. [yells]

- There's only one way left. - What?

[Whiz screams]

- [gasps] - [panting]

- [grunts] Oh. - [laughter]

[laughs]: Well...

Blingety-bling-bling.

I'm-a rescue Ty, J.B.-style.

- [groans] - [laughter]

MARCEL: Got to be faster than that.

J.B.: Don't y'all got someplace better to be?

- ALL: Nah. -TIFFANY: Best view in town, baby.

Next car that passes is mine.

- [scoffs] - Garbage in, garbage out.

♪ ♪

Had to be. [groans]

[dance music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

Excuse me. Are you Lucas?

[in posh English accent]: Ah.

A rose by any other name...

- Ugh. -We're looking for The Collector.

[lute music playing]

To be, or not to be.

That is the question.

Well, actually, man, the question was,

"Are you Lucas?"

Oh. You might have heard of me.

Star of such productions as The Taming of the Shoe,

Twelfth Nike and Much Adidas About Nothing.

[clears throat] Okay, Poitier, we're kind of in a hurry.

Why, of course, my boy.

If you'd like a picture, that'll be ten dollars.

I've played them all, you know.

Julius Sneaker... [grunts]

- To squeeze, or not to squeeze. - [straining]

- That is the question. - Come on, hey. Brit...

[Lucas chokes]

[coughs]

[New York accent]: Collector lives

on the other side of the...

[coughs] park.

It's-- he's in a skyscraper, top floor.

- [yells] - [gasping]

Ty, you're here.

Hey, hey. Look, I'm sorry, man. Look, I-I really...

J.B., whatever you're selling...

You got to listen to me, all right?

Things is worse than you know. The Collector, he's...

[key clicks in lock]

- [music stops] - [shoes gasp]

What the...?

- Huh? - [grunts]

[mutters]

Well, well, well.

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

[grunts] Yeah, I, uh...

I got it here somewhere.

What are you doing?

- I'm saving your hide. - [grunts]

Checked your social.

That shoe's got to be worth some real cheddar.

I think that ticket you're looking for

- is green. - [grumbles]

- [shouts] - J.B.: Ty, you're in danger

if you go with him. Listen.

- They're fixing to chop you up. - [strains, grunts]

- [gasps] No, no. No, no, no, no. - [key clicks in lock]

- Wait. No, no, no. - [shoes chatter]

[grunts]

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

[sighs]

Ty, are you okay?

I was.

Till I met J.B.

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 out of J.B.'s mouth.

No, Ty. It isn't.

When he was fresh out the box,

J.B. found his way to the foot of a real baller.

Baller named Isaac.

Isaac and J.B.?

Yeah, they were a match made in heaven.

One just as cocky as the other.

But J.B., well, he lost focus, forgot why we're here.

And when Isaac needed him most...

[crowd groans]

- [crowd gasps] - [Isaac grunts softly]

O.G.: Isaac was hurt, humiliated.

- He never played again. - [grunts]

[laughter]

[grunts]

J.B. 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 J.B.

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...

♪ ♪

[keypad beeps]

WHIZ: Look out. Someone's here.

[all screaming]

[whimpers]

[gasps]

[The Forger cackles]

[distant sirens wailing]

[owl hoots]

TY: Wow. Central Park looks a lot bigger at night.

- BRITANY: And a lot scarier. - [Lucas chuckles]

[in posh English accent]: Tush. There's shadows in life, baby.

[chuckles] Just go with the flow.

- And the flow is Lucas. - Uh... [clears throat]

[groans] Fine. Let us sally forth.

Wait.

- [screams] -[gasps] - How about tomorrow, you guys?

I just realized I had this thing I'm supposed to go to tonight

that I completely forgot about.

- Tomorrow work for all you guys? - Yep.

O.G.: 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-hmm. 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.

- [lute music plays] - [chuckles]

Once more unto the breach, my friends.

Once more.

- [screams] - [all gasp]

[groaning]

- Oh, wow. - That's got to hurt.

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

but anybody else just a little bit relieved?

[wind whistling]

- [all muttering] - Okay.

BRITANY: Laces out.

ALL: Laces out!

Charge!

[all yelling]

TY: [groans] I'll beat the squeak out of you.

[screams] We can't outrun them.

O.G.: Everyone, head for the bridge.

Ice, you and Fire guard the rear.

[rats squeaking]

Heels, get those spurs ready.

ADRIANA: Stilettos out.

- Not today, rodents. - Run, rat.

O.G.: You go on ahead.

We'll hold them off here. [yells]

[grunting]

- [snarling] - O.G.: This is easy.

Too easy, if you ask me.

[panting]

[grunts]

[rats squeaking]

Why is this so easy?

I don't know. Just keep running.

- [panting] - [both gasp]

[yelps] Me and my big mouth.

- [shouts] -[gasps] - [rats snarling]

We're trapped.

- Not yet. - [gasps]

[yells]

[snarling]

[grunting]

We're not rat food yet.

[hisses]

- Well... - [blows air]

- What are you doing? - Trust me.

[snarls]

Whatever it is, make it quick.

[whistles loudly]

[chittering]

[whistle echoes]

Faster. Faster.

Downhill.

Jump now!

Here we go!

Ah, ha, ha!

- [cheering] - Whoa!

Didn't I say that sneak could fly?

[both laugh]

♪ ♪

- [Ty grunts] - BRITANY: 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]

TY: How do we get inside?

We don't. You do.

- Wait, Britany. - [grunting]

Ha!

Hey. Who throws a shoe, huh?

[barking]

[growls]

Mercury, what is it, boy? Huh?

[grumbles]

[beeping]

THE FORGER: 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.

THE FORGER: Oh, I'm twice as unhinged as you think I am.

Now hand me the other shoe.

Get out of my system first.

♪ ♪

[grunting]

[The Forger laughs]

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

- Huh? - THE FORGER: What?!

You're still trying to play me, player?

[grunts, growls]

This has gone too far, Forger.

[grunts]

[grumbles]

I actually stole sneaks from a kid trying to live his dream.

- And for what? - What's this,

a pang of guilt? [laughs]

Oh, come on.

Not just his sneakers, you stole his dreams.

You know, like you used to have, huh?

[sighs]

- Well, do what you got to do. - Fine.

Have it your way.

[laughs]

[over video]: Anybody remember this nobody?

Isaac G? No?

- [crowd gasping] - Of course not.

COMMENTATOR: Oh, snap. I.G. collecting serious I-ron.

- [phones chiming] - How embarrassing.

Poor, poor little Isaac G.

You bad, so sad.

Another has-been, never-was.

- [video rewinding] - But then, you might know him

better by his preferred name:

[echoes]: The Collector.

The Collector?

Ugh, that poor boy.

[barking]

[growls, sniffing]

TY: Puppy, remember me?

Here comes the drop!

Whoa! Whoa...

Take it easy, puppy. Come on-- ah.

[yells, grunting]

[The Forger laughs]

Once a fake, always a fake.

[whirring]

[groans, grunts]

Now that I've destroyed your rep,

next are your precious sneaks.

Any last words?

- [Ty yells] - [Mercury growling]

[The Forger yells]

[beeps]

- What? - Hey, Forger.

Let's see how you like it when the shoe's on the other foot.

[beeps]

[The Forger screams]

Oh, my lenses.

[Mercury growling]

[groans, shouts] Stop it!

[gasps]

Maxine, he's here.

Edson's here.

J.B.: Maxine?

[gasps]

Hey. These are my brother's.

- What did you do to him? - Whoa, whoa. Ow. Ow. It's okay.

I'm J.B. I'm Ty's friend.

[chuckles] Wait, wait.

My Ty made a friend?

- Looks like at least two. - Who'd have guessed?

THE FORGER: [shouts] Shoes can't talk.

[chuckles] Let's give him the laces, homeboys.

THE FORGER: Huh?

- SHOE: Yeah! - [shoes clamoring]

[thudding and yelling]

- Ty. - [both chuckle]

- Nice digs. - [chuckles]

Huh? You smell like lavender.

And you, you look...

I mean... [chuckles] you're full of...

Scuffs? Nicks? Gum? Dog slobber?

Badges of honor.

You know, Max, you were right.

We weren't meant for a box.

[chuckles] 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, J.B.

MAXINE: All right, everyone. It's time.

BOBBITO: You first, Max.

W-Wait up, guys.

You're not coming?

SPIKE: 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.

- [Maxine gasps] - SPIKE: Hold on.

- What you doing, girl? - [grunts]

You done lost your mind?

Oh. Spike?

- [gasps] Is that you? - J.B.?

Oh, man, you got old.

Old? Who you calling old?

- O-L-D. Old. - [chuckles]

I'm not the one with the creases.

[both laugh]

Honestly, I never thought I would see you again.

Whew.

Been in that box for a hot minute, ain't you?

- [chuckles] - Mercy, mercy.

Max! They're heading back to the car.

We got to go, now!

I'm sorry, Eddie.

♪ I'm over it... ♪

[The Collector grumbles]

- Oh... - [electricity crackling]

MAXINE: Okay, Edson, here we come.

[The Collector grumbling]

[gasping]

- [snarling] - [muffled grunting]

♪ I'm over it... ♪

[groans]

- [Mercury panting] - [The Forger grunting]

♪ It's over... ♪

[scoffs]

[straining]

- Now I see why you wear a mask. - THE FORGER: No. No. No.

- Don't look at me. No, don't take the... -[camera clicks]

[groans]

[panting]

Huh?

[grumbles]

♪ It had me down for a long time ♪

♪ But it's over now, yeah ♪

♪ Had to climb my way up from the bottom ♪

♪ I swear ♪

♪ Why should I go and fight someone else's war ♪

♪ That don't really care? ♪

[sighs]

[crowd cheering]

CROWD [chanting]: Midnight Madness!

Midnight Madness!

Midnight Madness!

- [buzzer sounds] - [cheering]

- Oh! - [squeaks]

That's great.

[sighs]

No.

[sighs]

Hey, is that who I think it is?

[scattered whispers]

♪ 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]

Uh, I hear you going places.

Figured you ought to go together.

♪ ♪

Huh.

[gasps]

[sniffs] Word is...

you're a real baller.

Well, you know what they say.

Real recognize real.

Nah, not me, kid. [scoffs]

♪ In the morning... ♪

Just another fake.

CROWD [chanting]: Isaac! Isaac!

What are you talking about?

A missed dunk?

- Don't you hear 'em? - [chanting]: Isaac! Isaac!

Isaac!

♪ I had to go through the struggle ♪

♪ I didn't forget that ♪

♪ I hopped inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back ♪

♪ Know me now 'cause I got them big racks ♪

♪ I got some fresh sneakers on my feet ♪

♪ I'm on the right path ♪

♪ I'm walking to victory ♪

♪ Stomping on my mind, it's destiny ♪

♪ No backing down, I won't accept defeat ♪

♪ Ride or die, me and God, we the dream team ♪

♪ He on my side, so won't nothing ever stop me... ♪

[chuckles]

♪ Never stop believing...♪

So, how they look?

♪ Yeah... ♪

Like the future, kid.

♪ Every day is a blessing ♪

Like the future.

♪ Every day is a blessing ♪

[buzzer sounds]

♪ Every day is a blessing, yeah ♪

There you go, kid.

♪ Every day is a blessing ♪

[whistle blows]

♪ Every day is a blessing ♪

♪ Every day is a blessing ♪

♪ I put the new Forgis on the Jeep ♪

♪ I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath ♪

♪ 'Cause all my ... got it out the streets... ♪

- [cheering] - Yeah!

Yeah!

[whooping]

♪ Now a ... can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin' ♪

♪ I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning ♪

♪ I was broke, now I'm rich, ... salty ♪

[chuckles]

Yeah, we got this.

♪ Every day is a blessing ♪

♪ Every day is a blessing ♪

♪ Every day is a blessing, yeah ♪

♪ Every day is a blessing ♪

Whoo!

- Yeah! - [cheering]

[both chuckle]

♪ Yeah, back to the top and for everybody that's watching ♪

♪ Let me make it clear so nothing here is forgotten ♪

♪ For some people, it seems it only happens in dreams ♪

♪ Put on a pair of these and you can do anything ♪

♪ 'Cause 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 ♪

♪ Starting saying everything ♪

♪ That we've been saying again, like... ♪

VANESSA: "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. ♪

- ♪ Mustard on the beat ♪ - ♪ I put the new Forgis ♪

♪ On the Jeep ♪

♪ I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath ♪

♪ 'Cause all my ... got it out the streets ♪

♪ I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans ♪

♪ I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team ♪

♪ Now I can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin' ♪

♪ I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin' ♪

♪ 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, big ♪

♪ If I got a pint of ... I'm-a sip, sip ♪

♪ I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip. ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ 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... ♪

[energetic hip-hop song playing]

[R&B song playing]

[song ends]