LeBron James: Dom! What’s going on? Are you okay? Dom: Yeah, I’m fine. Wow. This must be some kind of immersive tech like holography with haptic technology, or something like VR… LeBron James: Dude, dude, dude. Just tell me what’s going on. Dom: Dad, I think we’re digitized. We’re in the computer! LeBron James: We’re in the computer? Dom: Dad. LeBron James: You know I’m claustrophobic. Dom: Dad, chill out. LeBron James: How do we get out of here? Dom: Dad. Dad. LeBron James: Where’s the elevators? Hey, Siri, can you let us out of here, please? Dom: Siri? Al-G Rhythm: [in villainous voice] Who goes there? [LeBron and Dom screams] Who dares disturb the great and powerful Al G.? [chuckles] [in normal voice] Look at your faces. You were terrified! [mimics gasp then laughs] Priceless. See? Nothing to be afraid of. LeBron James: The computer’s Black. Dom: I can see that. Al-G Rhythm: Hello. Hi. Wow. King James. I am a big fan. [chuckles] I just… I don’t know, I thought you’d be taller somehow. Hmm. Dom: These graphics are unreal. Al-G Rhythm: Right? LeBron James: Dom, don’t touch the silver computer man. What’s going on? And who are you, man? Al-G Rhythm: Uh… [clears throat] You’re right. Forgive me. Where are my manners? I am King Al G. Rhythm. LeBron James: Oh, you’re that guy from the video. Al-G Rhythm: Yes, I am. [chuckles] And this… Ha-ha. Oh, gentlemen, this… this is the Warner Bros. Serververse. Just make you feel all insignificant, don’t it? LeBron James: [scoffs] Are all computers like this? Dom? Dom? Al-G Rhythm: Uh-oh. LeBron James: What’d you do to my son? Where’s Dom? Al-G Rhythm: Who’s Dom? [chuckles] Dude, chill out. You’re gonna get your son back. LeBron James: There better not be a “but” at the end of… Al-G Rhythm: But there’s something you’re gonna do for me first. LeBron James: Like what? Al-G Rhythm: You know, you, uh… [scoffs] You really shouldn’t have rejected my ideas back there. That was a mistake. Now, I’m afraid you’re gonna have to help me fulfill my destiny. LeBron James: Listen, man, if you don’t produce my son in five seconds… Al-G Rhythm: Eh-eh! Uh-uh. No, no, no. All that pointing and aggression. No, no, no. You’re not running things in here. I am the king of this domain. I’m not your coach. Now, the only way you’re getting your son back is if you and I play a little game called basketball. LeBron James: [scoffs] You wanna play me in basketball? Al-G Rhythm: Well, you didn’t wanna be in the movies. You wanted to “focus on your game.” Well, guess what? Now you can focus on this game. You and me, we’re gonna put on a show, baby. We are gonna play a game of basketball in front of the largest captive audience ever. All your followers, they’re all gonna be watching. And when they see the two of us together, I will finally step out of the shadows and into the light. And the entire world is gonna know the name of King Al G. Rhythm. [chuckles then sighs] But you know what, I’m a good sport. Tell you what, if you win, you and your son can skedaddle on out of here. LeBron James: And what if I lose? Al-G Rhythm: Yeah. Wrinkle. If you lose… Well, when you lose, you’re just gonna have to stay here in the Serververse with me… [echoing] forever and ever and ever and ever. Pete: Oh! Al-G Rhythm: [chuckles] So, you better play like you mean it. LeBron James: You know, you think this is a game. I’m calling the authorities on you. ‘Cause what you got going on here… Al-G Rhythm: On this phone? LeBron James: How’d you do that? Al-G Rhythm: LeBron, why are you worried about the authorities when you should be out there looking for a team? Pete, send this clown to the rejects. LeBron James: Wait… [screaming] Al-G Rhythm: [chuckles] I guess he fell for it.

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