- Previously, on Rookie Season... - Going through Mom's closet
and found some of Dad's old stuff. - A check... from Invincible United?! Why would Supa Strikas archrivals
need to pay Dad? - Maybe we're not supposed to know
this stuff, Shakes. - Dad's past doesn't only
belong to Mom. (groaning)
- Huh? What's this? - A cassette tape.
Altivo Entertainment? - "Congratulations, you've been selected
to star on a reality TV show"? - "For one game, you will wear black." - "You will wear red..."
- "Join a
different team..." - Supa Strikas?!
- Invincible United?! Ha, no way.
- No way! - My son. I've decided to record some
thoughts about the beautiful game. (gasping) (woman): Supa Strikas and
Invincible United are locked in the Super League's
most legendary rivalry, but the next generation could
signal hope for change. Though they now wear
opposing colours, Shakes and Skarra were once
teammates and best friends. So, what if these two rookies could spend
a day in each other's shoes? What if a littl
e understanding and the ultimate friendly match
could end a vicious rivalry? Altivo Entertainment presents an exclusive
livestream event... Rookie Swap! So, what do you think? - I'm sorry, Miss Altivo.
- Never gonna happen. - It's just one day. - No.
- Nope! - And both teams have a buy
this week. (all): Mm-mm. - Hmm. The other team has
already agreed. You don't want to be
the party poopers, do you? - What about the cameras? - We can't have the cameras
getting in our way. - Cameras? Ha. You won't
even know they're there. - This could work to our advantage. - Yeah, finally, my chance to prove
I'm better than Shakes. - What's that?
- Um, nothing. (rhythmic music) ♪ Supa Strikas ♪ ♪ Supa Strikas ♪♪ (Jomo): After a tough training session, it's good to have a high-protein snack,
like an egg muffin. Homemade granola bars.
You can ask your mom for the recipe. Or I'll just record it right now. - Hey, bro. Dad drop any big
soccer secrets yet? - Yeah! He said some cool stuff. - ...spreading the m
ixture evenly
onto your pre-greased baking dish. - Um...
- I've still got a few tapes left. One of them has to explain the zone. - But right now,
you've got the Rookie Swap. - Streaming live to thousands of screens! - Kabillions, even! - Yeah, it's gonna be painful.
Skarra's been a real jerk since the trial. - Come on. Of course there's gonna
be a little conflict. He's playing for Supa Strika's archrivals! - And I get to spend a whole day
with them! (gasping) - Use your time at United to find ou
t
why they gave Dad this! - The check?
- Well, if they paid him for a job, or whatever, there must be some record,
you know, filed away! - Filed away? (sighing) - I guess we'll never unlock
the ancient mysteries of... the check! (chuckling)
- Okay, I'll see if anything comes up. - Wakey-wakey,
replacement brother! - I hope by "replacement",
you mean "upgrade". (chuckling) Whoa. I forget how much Shakes
loves Supa Strikas. I guess I was the same at his age. - Aren't you only like,
a year older th
an him? - Yeah, but these days, I'm adulting
pretty hard. Even got my own apartment. And I don't have pictures of
myself on the ceiling. - Haha. I guess it is a bit much. - Hey, there's me. Kind of weird
he doesn't have any photos of you. - Nah. He sees me every day.
It's not weird. - Family's important. Hey,
let's all have breakfast together. I could really smash a coffee. Ah, good old quick coffee. - Because who's got time for
the fancy stuff, right? - Uh, sure. - Ahem! Uh, now tell me, Skarra
.
How'd a nice young man like you get mixed up in all this
Super League nonsense? - Well, Shakes has always been
a big influence on me, so when he made the cut at Supa Strikas,
I just had to find my own team. Uh, I'll pick up some groceries later. (laughing)
- Good on, fake bro! - Yep. It's not like Shakes ever
gets groceries. - Ah, he's still growing up.
But I'm kind of used to it. I like to fill my fridge with
healthy food. I believe in a balanced diet.
The key is variety. Who knows? Maybe thi
s little Rookie
Swap will be good for Shakes. (gulping) (coffee machine): Error. Please reselect. Error. Error. - Argh! - Hmm. Viewer engagement is dropping.
- Check out the comments. - "Skarra is such a nice guy."
- "Yeah, nice and boring!" - La-la-lame!
- Should we see what else is on? - I thought rich, famous soccer stars
had exciting lives. - But he's just talking to his mom. - That's not his mom, you goofball.
- Don't care, still boring. - Can we do something to help
liven things up? - No,
our job is to be like a fly
on the wall. Stay invisible... (whispering): And they'll create
their own... - Uh....
- ...drama! Time to switch channels. - Error.
- Argh! - You have selected iced mochaccino. Please have your cup in position. - Cup?! - Fill your cup, and have a great day. - Shakes is hilarious.
- That is so my life. (sniffing) (laughing)
- Not the toaster too! - The machines are against him! - Aw, he looks kind of lonely. - I know that feel, bro. (whirring) (Jomo): The life of a foo
tballer
isn't always easy. Sometimes you'll feel like
it's more than you can take. But keep going. Stick to your plan,
do your training, ignore the madness. Maybe, if only for a moment,
you'll get into the zone. (gasping) But more on that some other time. First, here's my little trick for
removing grass stains. - Train guy! You came back! - We thought you'd left us forever. (chuckling)
- Okay, okay. Sorry about that. Now, are we gonna run
some soccer drills or what? - Yeah, let's get our new rec
ruit ready
for the match tonight. (chuckling)
- Go easy on him. I mean that. No point showing
our opposition how we really train. - Hey, guys. (grunting) - Hi, Shakes!
- Aw, come on! - Dingaan, you big dope!
- You ruined it! - We said we were gonna ignore him! - Sorry, guys. It was just too awkward. - Okay... So, where's my new coach
and captain? - Blade's on his way.
- And Vince, he's more a behind-the-scenes
type manager. - Good thinking, Vince. Using Skarra
to snoop around Strikaland. - Coach
is too smart to let Skarra in
on anything useful. But he has let his best-kept secrets
come to us. - Right. A few hours training
with me and the lads, and we'll know all about this kid. (tense music) (yawning)
- Eh... (chuckling) - Ahh!
- Whoa! - Whoa!
(laughing) (grunting) - Nice one, Skarra. - Oh.
- Try again, loser! - Fire cones? (engine starting) (gasping)
I fixed it! Of course I fixed it! - Ugh... - Oh. (chuckling) - Croculus Smilodile? Classic. (vibrating groans) - Ahh! Uh... (chuckling)
- Can't believe Dingaan knocked
himself out. - Yeah, Dingaan. What were you
wearing out there? Shoes or banana peels? - Shoes!
(players laughing) - Oh, Dingaan. - Hey. You've got one crazy left hook.
I'm just lucky I ducked. - Aww. Thanks, Shakes.
- Oi! When you're done with the chit-chat, time for some team-building,
Invincible United style. - Mister, uh... Coach Vince! Just wanted to say thanks for having...
me. - Come on, rookie! Keep up! - Cute little cones?
Salad for lunch? Massages? - The
natural oils make my skin glow. - Where are you hiding the holograms?
The crazy mowing machines? The crashing train?! (laughing)
- Chill, dude. It's not like we're training for
a real match. - Yeah, it's just a TV show.
- That isn't even about me. - Alright. So, who's gonna be
on my five-a-side team? - Um...
- No thanks. - Guys. We have made
a commitment to Altivo. Dancing Rasta will handle defence,
Skarra and the forwards will do the rest. - Sure, Coach.
- Give the fans some goals. - You got it
!
- El Matador. You're a forward, right? - Some say the greatest. (Jomo): Be patient. Wait for
an opportunity, and if you can, get into the zone. So you're thinking, "What is the zone?" Well, let me tell you.
(knocking) - Shakes! Hurry up! We're here! (laughing)
- Awesome! - It's motocross, baby! - So, you've never done this before,
but you've got me as your guide, and I've been ripping this track
since I was a kid. - Ha. Speaking of kids...
- Here comes the rookie. - The junior suit? Really fun
ny, guys.
Where's my bike? (revving) - Right, folks. Get your brain buckets on. - But this race isn't really fair.
- Yeah, Blade. You're a pro! - Okay, okay. How about the first one to
cross the line after me... wins?! (grunting) (engine sputtering)
- Yeah! Uh... - Okay, guys, time for some
team building exercises. - Finally! We talking jet packs?
Holographic soccer dinosaurs? Base jumping off a mountain while
getting shot at by ball canons? (others laughing)
- What?! - Nope!
- We're gonna relax
! - Get some food on the grill.
- And cool off! - What? - Dude! Part of being a Supa Strika
is just chilling with your buds! (indistinct grunting) - Oh, I can chill. I can chill
harder than anyone! - Ah... (grunting)
Hmm! Haha! Ugh... (snoring) (grunting) (screaming) - Woo-hoo!
- Yeah! - Canon ball! (gasping) - What are you doing, Skarra?! - Real classy, man. - Okay, guys. Who's ready for round--
Huh? Skarra, where you going, man? - We're heading to the match soon.
- Let's all drive together. -
Thanks, guys. But I'll meet you there.
I've got some stuff to do first. - Okay.
- See you later. (sombre music) - Come on, come on! (sputtering) - Whoa!
- Whoa! - Hey! I thought we were teammates! - Get that rust bucket off the track,
you big bucket of wet-- - Sorry! (engine revving) Whoa. Huh? Aw... (screaming) (intense music) (screaming) (engine revving) - Huh? (sputtering) (laughing) - Come on! Come on! Huh? Yes! (engines revving) Argh! (grumbling) You can do this! (Jomo): The life of a footb
aller
isn't always easy. - Tell me about it.
- But keep going. - I'm trying. - Ignore the madness.
- Not easy! - Wait for your opportunity.
(gasping) - Whoa! - Cool!
- Woo-hoo! - Nice!
- Alright, Shakes! - What are you doing?!
You could've won! - But your leg was pinned, and I-- - Now look at that knuckle head,
celebrating like he deserves it. (laughing)
- I did it! It's the first time I've won anything! - Dude, you won the Super League
last season. - Oh yeah!
(chuckling) - Special delivery! - H
a, you actually bought groceries. - I got you some real coffee.
- Aww... - Because there's always time
for the fancy stuff. And don't think I forgot about you, Nandi! - Uh...
- Just kidding. (chuckling) - Nice one, faux bro.
Totally a Shakes type joke. Hey, did you see his motocross race? - No. "I can't believe Shakes
went back for Blade." "What a hero." "He's too good for United." "They don't deserve him"?! - Okay, I need this for homework now. - "But Skarra is so blowing it
with Supa Strikas,
he tries way too hard.
Totes awkward." Ha, fans. Can't please 'em all, right? Anyway, I've got to get ready for
the match. Please, Vince.
I can't take much more of this. I'm sick of Supa Strikas, and
I'm so done staying in Shakes' room and dealing with his annoying
little sister! - I've been watching you, Skarra. Stop trying to compete
with Shakes' nice-guy image. - Mmm. Can't beat the dork
at his own game. - You and the lads will work together
in the friendly, and Shakes will look ridiculous. -
Ah. A little public humiliation could
knock his form for the rest of the season. (gasping) (dialling) (phone ringing tone) (Jomo): You're thinking,
"What is the zone?" (phone ringing)
Well, let me tell you. First thing about the zone
is there's no magical-- - What?! - Hey, Shakes.
- You raced well, man. - Kinda made us look bad, but at the game,
you're gonna make us look good. You need a ride?!
- I have a buddy coming to pick me up. I'll see you there.
- Later, kid. (mysterious music) (Nandi):
Use your time at United to
find out why they gave Dad this. (Nandi's voice echoing) (whirring)
- Ooh. - Hmm... (Nandi): There must be some
record filed away. (sighing) - Dad? (phone chiming) (Spenza): Hey, buddy. We're outside. (whirring) - You're still gonna play? I just told
you, Skarra's planning some sneaky stuff! - And I told you, Skarra's been
a jerk since the trial. Besides, it's just a friendly.
What are they gonna do? - Yeah! You're a pro footballer.
Get out there, and play some footbal
l. - Good evening, and welcome to
the climax of today's Rookie Swap, the five-a-side friendly! It's no coincidence we chose City Rovers
to host tonight's event. This humble lower league club
has barely any grass on its field, yet it's where our two football stars
first developed their skills and forged their incredible friendship. (grunting) (laughing)
- What? It fits great! - Finally. The kid gets the joke. - So, gentlemen. Do you feel included or
intimidated by your new team? - Included, I gue
ss.
- Intimidated? More like in total awe! - But Skarra, there were some awkward
moments between you and Supa-- - Ah, ah, ah! Please stick to
my questions, Brenda. Skarra, if you had to be stranded
on a desert island... - ...with one Supa Strika,
who would you choose? - Hmm. North Shaw, because at least
I'll have a chance of getting home, right? Talk about multi-talented.
- Because it's a friendly, Altivo has decided we don't need a ref. - So you want us to go hard on
Supa Strikas. - No. All you
need to do is
not pass to Shakes. We'll leave the dirty work
to the opposition. - Skarra.
- He'll target Shakes? - Yeah. He knows what to do.
- Too bad. I was kind of starting to like the kid.
- Yeah. He was my friend. - Five-a-side, 60 minutes to play. - And at the centre of it all,
two rookies with one mission: peace to these warring teams. (crowd cheering) (intense music) (Mac): The United captain takes charge! (Brenda): But sends a very gentle pass
to Shakes. - And Twisting Tiger...
- ...sw
oops in like a swirling... - ...red fire storm! (grunting) - Now it's the man...
- ...with the golden tan! (both): Goal! - Hey! Follow my prompts! - Um, huzzah!
- Straight fire! - That ball had a one-way ticket
to boom town? (tense music) - Huh? (grunting) (crowd cheering) - Ahh! - To me, dingbat! (Shakes): You're an amazing boxer,
Dingaan. But more than that,
you're an amazing friend. - Ah... - Ugh, Dingaan! Huh? (grunting) - Hey!
- Come on! - That was a foul!
- What? Accidental! (Brenda): Bada
-bing! Two minutes
left and the scores are tied. - This friendly is totes legit. - It's been a feast of goals
for everyone... - ...except one of the rookies. - Come on, Shakes! Why don't you buy
your mom groceries? - Because I don't buy people things
to make them like me! Blade! I'm open! - Once again, the United captain
refuses to pass to Shakes. But what is happening?! - Whoa!
(crowd cheering) - There are no words to describe! - Shakes just tackled his own player!
- Those'll do. - Huh?! (tense
music) (grunting)
- Huh? - Huh? (zapping) (crowd cheering) - Woo-hoo!
- Go, Shakes! - No hard feelings, right? - Of course not, man.
- That was pretty wild. - How'd you do it, brother? - I think I was just in the zone. - Really?
- What's that? - I don't know exactly.
But I'm gonna find out. - Invincible United have won the friendly. - But they don't look very friendly. - Uh... (chuckling) - Finally, you've understood
the Invincible United way. We win, whatever it takes. - Even if it means tackl
ing
your own captain? (laughing)
- Didn't think you had it in you, kid. - It's not easy playing against
your own team, but one rookie was a hit with opposition
and viewers alike. So, the Dove of Peace award must
go to... Shakes! (laughing) - Forget fly on the wall.
Time for bull in a China shop. Line up the sandwich drone footage. - Thanks.
It's not another camera, is it? (gasping)
- I just received some upsetting news. I'm afraid I can't give Shakes this award,
because earlier today, he did som
ething highly unworthy
of the Dove. (gasping)
- What is he doing? - What is that?
- Hey, that's Vince's office. - What?!
- No! - He took something from my office? - That little rat!
- He had us all cheering him on. - While he was stabbing us in the back! - Ugh. - Ooh...
- Man, that's uncool. - Whoa, what a twist!
- Shakes is so sneaky! - I'm sorry, Miss Altivo.
- Yeah. The rivalry is worse than ever. - Way too much drama. - Oh, you can never have too much drama. (sighing)
- I thought Shakes was
my friend. - Yeah. Turns out that rookie is a punk. - But at least we beat Supa Strikas. - Vince. Uh, everything okay? - Whoa, what?! - You did well, Skarra. - Now that's an Invincible United car! - Oh-ho-ho! Hey, Nandi!
Check out my new wheels! - Wow, your car is so cool, Skarra! I'd ask for a ride, but I wouldn't want
to be an annoying little sister. Worst replacement brother ever! - Hmm... - Whatever you took from Vince's office,
I hope it was worth the trouble. Oh. Perhaps it's time to settl
e the past,
Shakes, before it ruins your future. - Hi, I'm Spenza! I used to coach
Shakes before you did! (chuckling) - Maybe there's a way to track
this number. - I ran a search on it.
Final flight record. (gasping)
Crash report! Plane went down somewhere near...
Uhuru Peak?! - Mount Kilimanjaro. (tense music) (rhythmic music)
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