All language subtitles for 2x100 - Blackfoot and Slim

Narrator:
The concrete jungle.

Deep within its seemingly
endless towers--glass, steel,
and mortar--life exists.

Large, colorful, metallic herds
vie for position

on its main thoroughfares

as many different life forms
fill its walkways

with constant activity.

But our story takes us
to the outskirts of
this harsh environment,

outside, to a more
docile setting.

Here, more timid creatures
live and work among one another

in smaller dwellings.

One dwelling in particular
has captured our attention,

for deep within its barriers
a discovery has been made,

a discovery of a creature
living
in somewhat secret seclusion

within towering
artificial walls and barriers

of flashing brilliance
and display--

none of which has been seen
anywhere else in the world--

built with skillful hands
and a greater knowledge.

Yes, within
this sterile environment

lives a new class of creature:
Dexterius homogenius.

Although pale from lack
of exposure to the sun,

we've appropriately
dubbed him "blackfoot."

Full of peculiar habits,
we follow blackfoot

on a typical day of activity,
intrigue, and adventure.

After years of close study,

one habit in particular

has eluded our reasoning
as to why:

The repetitive motion

of this strange ritual,

which can last for hours
at a time,

is perhaps an inherited
genetic defect.

Amazing...

We must keep a safe distance
from blackfoot,

for there is always
that element of danger.

[Screaming]

See how blackfoot's
meticulous preparation

leads into some
ritualistic song and dance.

His high-pitched chanting
can be heard

echoing into the far reaches
of his lair,

evoking rain or good fortune--

or perhaps
the spirits themselves.

Blackfoot's ritual
comes to an abrupt end.

Motionless, he lies there
in an ecstatic state for hours.

Amazing.

One of the most intriguing
qualities of this little guy

is his ability to procreate.

In the flash of an instant
his task is done,

after which he goes into a hail

of self-appreciating grunts.

Awoo awoo awoooo!

Narrator: And now, thanks to
the marvels of modern
technology,

we are able to slow down
this amazing process

and see firsthand how he
achieves this incredible feat.

[Drill whines]

[Whirring]

Amazing...

But lo, blackfoot's excitement
won't last long,

for unbeknownst to him,
somewhere in his domain

lurks the master of camouflage,

the wizard of stealth
and ever-present foe
to his creations,

deedicus deedicus,

whom we have
affectionately dubbed "slim."

With great agility and speed,

she approaches her target...

Eeeee!

Using a high-pitched squeal
to render blackfoot helpless.

Slim makes her way to
blackfoot's amazing creation,

and with the same speed and
accuracy of blackfoot
himself...

Destroys it.

Amazing...

Again with the aid
of modern technology,

we may see just how this deed
is accomplished

time and time again.

Amazing...

The only time blackfoot leaves
the safety of his lair

is to forage for food.

With an opportunity
of great size in sight,

blackfoot takes his chance.

Nearly upon his meal,

blackfoot is knocked out
of the running

by larger, more agile creatures,

who go at the act of eating in
a gruesome, animalistic manner.

Oh, I can't watch!

[Gobbling]

[Gobbling]

[Slurp]

[Gobbling]

Yes, it is common for
the smaller and weaker creatures

to be left out of a meal.

Left only with scraps,

blackfoot searches for
even a tiny morsel...

But to no avail.

Defeated and hungry,
blackfoot returns

to the sanctity and solitude
of his lair.

Hygiene also plays
an important role

in blackfoot's agenda.

See how he removes his outer
protective layer,

exposing his pale underlayer.

Once in the water,

blackfoot captures
a nearby creature

and squeezes a thick secretion
from its head,

which he works into
a fine lather.

See also how he cleanses
the rest of his body

with a foreign object,

paying special attention
to the details.

Hey, that tickles.

Unfortunately, before we could
witness this event further,

blackfoot discovered us.

Sensing danger,
blackfoot makes a run for it.

Realizing we may lose track
of blackfoot, we give chase,

and have no alternative
but to tranquilize him...

Thus putting an end
to our research for now.

For someday we shall return

to check up on
this wonderful creature,

this wonderful world

of blackfoot.