All language subtitles for Underdogs.2025.S01E01.1080p.WEB.H264-FabulousRemarkableWolfOfOpportunity.en

Hello there.

I'm Ryan Reynolds.

Yeah, hmm.

That Ryan Reynolds.

I'm a film actor,

occasionally I dabble
in television

and other industries.

I'm also a father.

But I'm ready to move on
from all of that crap.

So what's next?

Wildlife, that's what.

Nope, not these blowhards.

They don't need my help.

I'm here for these guys.

Nature's benchwarmers.

I'm talking grade-A freaks

and their freakin' bizarre,
weird, freakshow lives.

Get ready for the Underdogs.

♪ I wanna be your underdog ♪

These guys are
the grossest, weirdest...

♪ I'm not number one,
but I'm second to none ♪

...the most unlikely stars
in the great movie of life.

♪ Heroes are overrated
when you are the outlaw ♪

Now it's their time to shine.

♪ Cuz I wanna be
your underdog ♪

Wherever there is
blatant mischief,

wherever there is
abject cowardice,

wherever there is unbearable
sexual tension...

...that's where you'll find
the underdogs.

You tell 'em, Green Day.

♪ I'm not a loser ♪

♪ I'm not a loser ♪

♪ I wanna be your underdog ♪

I'm Ryan Reynolds.

♪ I wanna be your underdog ♪

And I endorse these weirdoes.

The tropical rain forest.

Mother Nature's masterpiece.

Home to half of all
the animal species on Earth.

Including some real weirdos.

Don't judge, though.

Here at Underdogs,
we celebrate the strange.

This little beauty is
a velvet worm.

These things have been around
since way before the dinosaurs,

like my mom, Tammy.

And their ancestors were
some of the first creatures

to ever walk on land.

I say walk because Betty--
I'm calling her Betty--

is not really a worm.

She's got legs.

Legs for days.

40 pairs to be specific.

But while they
maxed out on legs,

velvet worms forgot
about vision.

Betty's feeble eyesight means
she's totally oblivious

to the fact that
she is being watched.

Ominous music, please.

The wolf spider has
eight eyes--greedy--

and they're fixed on Betty.

♪ When I'm walking
feel just like a king ♪

Ohhh, she's dead.

Spiders have spent
their time on Earth

honing their spidey senses

to become the ultimate
venom-packed killing machines.

So, it could be a bad day to be
a six-inch tube of protein

bumbling through the forest.

Oh, god, this is too tense.

♪ I'm just walking alo-o-ong ♪

I'm so uncomfortable.

♪ Oh, whoa whoa whoa,
whoa whoa whoa ♪

Betty, if you have a plan,
and I suspect you don't,

now would be a good time.

Oh... my... lord.

Velvet worm slime would be

a kindergarten teacher's
worst nightmare.

It's as sticky as super glue,
it hardens in seconds,

and they can shoot it
up to a foot.

We will not be using it
for craft time.

Betty,
you dark horse.

♪ Walkin' along my merry way ♪

Welcome to the world
of pathetic animals

with superpowers.

Say hello to the Superzeroes.

No I swear, Mom,
that's velvet worm slime.

Slime-squirting Betty
is just the start.

All over the world there are
underdogs, who, like me,

have mastered the art of
overcoming their deficiencies,

and trust me,
it's a superpower.

In fact, if I was to come up
with a totally made-up reason

to assemble a whole team
of Superzeroes,

I'd be spoiled for choice.

And if you don't
believe me, ha!

Strap in for the ride,
my friends.

Aaahhh, Africa.

Land of wild giants.

Tall ones.

Horny ones.

Bitey ones.

But if you're looking
for somebody

with a surprising superpower,

you need to look beyond
the usual suspects;

they're not all they're
cracked up to be.

Don't, don't drink that.

I wanna introduce you to one
of Africa's supporting cast.

Overlooked and undersized.

Dodging death more times
in a week

than you will in a lifetime.

No, not the bees.

Meet Barry, the honey badger.

He's just been stung 106 times,

and his week's just begun.

Honey badgers aren't
afraid of anything.

A kick from an ostrich
could kill a lion.

Barry didn't get that memo.

♪ So you're a tough guy,
like-it-really-rough guy ♪

♪ Just-can't-get-enough guy ♪

So why do honey badgers
laugh in the face of danger?

It's because they're
really, really...

dumb.

No, sorry, hard to kill,

it says hard to kill here,
apologies.

♪ I'm the bad guy ♪

♪ Duh ♪

This superpower means that
honey badgers can tackle

the prey that most animals
sensibly avoid.

Their skin is tougher
to get through

than my five year old's
dance recital.

And like my five year old,

they're shockingly
resistant to venom.

In fact, one in four
of Barry's meals...

...is a venomous snake.

♪ Bad ♪

Mmm, that is spicy.

Good week so far.

But how's Barry gonna cope
when he's on the menu?

African hunting dogs are
one of the most efficient

predators on the continent.

They catch 80% of the things
they chase,

and if they catch it,
they kill it,

or just eat it
till it dies.

Oh, o-okay, ouch, ouch, ouch.

Look, look, look away
now, kids.

Ugh!

Now I know this is
hard to watch,

so if it makes things easier,

I'm gonna let you know that
Barry's gonna be fine, okay?

This is all in a day's work
for this guy.

Not only is badger skin tougher
than a two-dollar steak,

it's also very baggy.

For the dogs it's like trying
to grab a football

in a sack of grease.

♪ When they finally come
to destroy the Earth ♪

♪ They'll have to deal
with you first ♪

The hunting dogs
get an A+ for effort.

♪ A thousand Fahrenheit, hot
metal lights behind your eyes ♪

♪ Invincible ♪

But after trying
their little hearts out

to dismember the badger, the
dogs start to run out of ideas.

♪ Crushing, crashing
invincible ♪

Eventually they admit defeat.

♪ Invincible ♪

And go in search of something
easier to kill,

like Chuck Norris
or, or a tank.

Tough as balls.

A little bruised and beaten,

but soon Barry's back
to his old self.

Living proof you should never
underestimate the little guy.

Indestructability.

As superpowers go,
ha, a classic.

But we need
a full range of powers.

Next up,
a peanut-sized Superzero

with an awesome ability
to escape detection

by the bad guys...

most of the time,

statistically speaking.

Meet Eric, a glass frog.

♪ Do you think that I can get
some? ♪

It's his favorite time of year.

♪ You my electrical lip balm ♪

When he and the other frogs
all get together for an orgy.

♪ And can I get a little
zip-zip? ♪

Scientists call this
mating season.

♪ Hey, whatcha say?
It doesn't matter anyway ♪

Eric, he doesn't care
what they call it,

he's just orgy crazy.

But in life,
there are consequences.

Eric is now a father
to 263 babies

from 12 different mothers.

He's like a musician
or a famous athlete.

And in his world, it's
the daddies who do the daycare.

Refreshing.

Kinda questioning your life
choices now, aren't you, fella?

But being a single parent
is not Eric's superpower.

We're coming to that.

He needs to keep these little
muffins safe for two weeks

until they hatch.

And this place is crawling
with stranger danger.

This is a katydid.

She has a taste for frog eggs.

Who doesn't?

And a beautiful smile.

See?

Now, we know
Eric's a lover,

but is he also a fighter?

Boom!

I guess that's a yes.

But that's not
his superpower either.

Eric has to stay put
to guard the kids,

but that puts him
in danger, too.

A parrot snake.

He loves to chew gum
and kill frogs,

and he's all out of gum.

Now, like most dads
of 263 children,

this papa is always
on high alert for danger.

Right, Eric?

Eric?!

♪ Do you think that I can
get some? ♪

Ha ha ha, shame on you.

♪ You my electrical lip balm ♪

So disappointing.

It looks like a bad time
for a nap.

But Eric has a weird ability

that only happens
when he sleeps.

As Eric dozes off,

over 90% of his blood is
redirected into his liver,

which is covered in
a reflective coating.

He's becoming transparent.

Or should I say...

invisible?!

Eric, you sly dog.

But will it be enough to stop
him from becoming snake food?

You don't have eyes like this

without being really good
at seeing stuff.

And when I say stuff,
I mean Eric.

Will it save him from being
passed from the mouth

into the body and through
the anus of the killer?

We don't know.

Nothing to see here.
Keep moving.

I don't know about you,
but I'm clenching.

I'm making frickin' diamonds
down there.

Ohh! That's a relief.

And if Eric's safe,
his kids are safe.

And now the science.

It says here that Eric's
invisibility trick

can make him 61%
more transparent.

Though I can still see him
a little bit.

So maybe the snake
is, is what, like 39% blind?

As he wakes up, Eric's blood
spreads back around his body.

He is totally oblivious to how
close he came to death

as he returns to the happy
bliss of fatherhood.

Oh, a constant feeling
of failure.

I feel like I have a black belt
in inadequacy.

So sorry, um,
we'll cut that out.

Eric, the invisible frog,
makes the team.

But there's another Superzero
who can find anyone

no matter how well
hidden they are.

And she's even got
a secret island base.

Back when the dinosaurs
ruled the Earth,

Madagascar broke away
from Africa.

Like an iceberg

or a disillusioned member
of a boy band

who achieved disproportionate
fame to the other members.

Anyway, cut off from
the other continents

for 90 million years,

the island's animals
kind of branched out

and did their own thing.

Just one group, the lemurs,
are now available

in more than 100 different
shades of cute and fluffy.

With those loveable
puppy dog eyes.

But local stories tell
of a monstrous relative

that lurks in the darkness.

Whoa!

Whoa.

Wow.

What is that?

This freakish gremlin

is the lemurs' oddball
nocturnal cousin,

an aye-aye.

She may look like
fear and panic had a baby

and rolled it in dog hair,

but her strange collection of
body parts give her the power

to locate food where her
pretty daytime cousins can't,

using echolocation, which
sounds pretty superpower-y,

and something dumb
that DC might use.

And tonight she's giving
a MasterClass to her son,

because these sonic superpowers
have to be learned.

It all starts with that
skinny middle finger.

She begins to tap the middle
finger on the bark,

up to eight times per second.

So not what I use it for.

Next she uses those huge ears

to listen for the echoes
of her tapping.

Allowing her to form a picture
of what's inside the tree.

Let's all be grateful our moms
couldn't see through walls.

Can you imagine?

Ugh, the things
Tammy would've seen.

The sock forest.

Bingo! A grub, deep inside
the rotting tree.

Caviar for aye-ayes,
or poutine for Canadians.

And now for his final lesson,

the skinny fingers
have another use.

They're perfect for reaching
the places other fingers can't.

Oh, so gross!

Just gonna throw up,
my pants, and pass away

if everyone's okay with that?

Yeah, your turn, Junior.

Yeah, good luck with that.

If he's gonna become a master
of the middle finger,

the first thing is
to figure out what to tap.

Warmer.

Warmer.

Colder.

How could anyone think
these elegant, fine-featured

little cuties aren't adorable?

Ha ha! Looks like he's finally
hit the jackpot.

Oh, the--oh, still...
oh, still gross.

Oh, nature's the worst.

Aye-ayes, able to find food
where no one else can

or, frankly, would want to.

Anyway, great range of powers
on the team so far,

but we're weak on offense.

Let's take the plunge, right to
the bottom of the food chain.

The mermaid-infested waters
of the Caribbean.

Packed to the gills
with glamorous life.

But in any society,
there are those at the top,

and then there are the bottom
feeders getting crapped on

from up high.

Say hello to
Mr. and Mrs. Pistol Shrimp.

The Shrimpses... ses.

They're enjoying a nutritious
breakfast of fish feces

on their front porch.

Enchanté.

For them, a safe, secure home
is everything.

Why so crucial?

Because shrimp are,
well, delicious.

Tarpon love shrimp.

Moray eels love shrimp.

Peeled shrimp, tempura shrimp,
barbecue shrimp,

pretty much everyone
loves shrimp.

That's why our happy couple
have dug their home

under a sea anemone.

It might look like
crispy fried noodles,

but an anemone is an animal
covered all over

with venomous stingers.

Providing the Shrimpses with
a built-in electric fence.

The shrimp aren't totally
immune to the sting,

they've just learned
to live with the pain.

It seems like a smart move
by the shrimp,

but their security system
has one flaw.

Because there is a predator

that specializes
in eating anemones.

A fireworm!

This is the anemone's--
the, the enemy--

the-the enemy's anemone--

this is the enemy of that thing
the shrimp live under.

Yikes.

Is this the end for the
shrimp's tentacled bodyguard?

Nope.

The fireworm is
about to discover

that these teeny crustaceans
have a superpower.

A weapon so deadly

it's like getting hit
in the face with a nuke.

Wait, what, that's it?

Oh.

It seems this awesome
destructive power

only lasts for
15 millionths of a second.

Been there.

So, we're gonna have
to slow it down a bit.

Come on!

Is that the best we could do?

So, pistol shrimp snap
their claws so fast,

they smash the sound barrier.

The implosion creates
a tiny bubble...

Oh, yes.

...that for a fraction of
a second is as hot as the sun.

Yes, as hot as the sun.

The super-heated bubble
sends a shock wave

straight through the fireworm

and kills it.

As in dead.

Yep!

Mr. and Mrs. Pistol Shrimp.

Humble, hard-working, and with
an "ask questions later"

approach to home security.

All well and good, but what
happens if they lose a claw?

Well, I know a guy
who can fix that.

He's got a great origin story.

Aztec legends say
that long ago,

two gods gave their lives to
become the sun and the moon.

But they got stuck,
immobile, in the sky.

Typical.

To get them moving,
the other gods all agreed

to lay down their lives.

All except for one, Xolotl.

He ran away...

jumped in a lake...

and transformed.

Poor guy, he moves into
a nice, quiet neighborhood

and a few centuries later,

20 million other people
have moved in there, too.

The good people of Mexico City.

Today tourists come
to the ancient lake

to drink and make
poor life choices.

But beneath the surface,
the descendants of Xolotl,

god of fire and lightning,

twin of the feathered serpent,
live on...

...as axolotls.

Now, I know you might
think a god

would turn into something cool

like a giant snake
or something.

But these guys, they look more
like an overgrown tadpole

the size of a wiener with gills
like a frilly feather boa.

And as for his hunting skills,
they're...

How can I put this? Um...

underwhelming.

In fairness, today he's got
other things on his mind,

ungodly things.

Oh, I know that look.

Oh, yeah.

There are less than a thousand
axolotls left in the wild,

so these two lovebirds
might be responsible

for the fate
of their whole species.

No pressure, guys.

- Whoa! Whoa-ho ho!
- What the?

Axolotus Interruptus.

Aw, jeez, that's gonna sting.

Sucks to be you.

♪ Something's missing, baby ♪

For most of us, losing a limb
is a pretty big deal.

But not for this guy.

♪ Something's missing ♪

All he needs to do is
lie low for a while

and let his superpower
do its super thing.

♪ Something's missing
from my life ♪

While Mexico City life goes on
all around the lake,

our little hero is regenerating
a whole new leg.

♪ I feel misused,
abused, confused ♪

♪ And no place to go ♪

♪ Since you been gone ♪

♪ Everything has
turned out wrong ♪

With time, axolotls can regrow
almost anything.

Their nervous system,
their brain, their heart!

How about my dignity
or a fragile global economy?

No?

♪ Something's missing ♪

♪ Something's missing, baby ♪

In just three months,
he's fully stocked with limbs

and ready to look
for love again.

Atta boy.

It's not long before
he tracks down his lady.

I'm not sure exactly
how axolotls have sex,

but I am sure
I don't want to see it.

Ever.

Let's just cut
to the artwork, quickly.

The axolotl, cheating death,

thanks to the power
to regrow body parts.

This may just be my favorite,
so far.

Dinner's ready!

You see,
if you set aside

the lightly glossed-over
reasons for doing it,

we've built a great team,

but the greatest Superzero
of all is yet to come.

Oh, look, it's everyone's

least favorite housemate,

the cockroach.

They can survive
a nuclear apocalypse

on nothing but crumbs.

And they're really, really
hard to squish.

So is the cockroach
our absolute Superzero?

Nope, too predictable.

We're here for her:
a jewel wasp.

Don't be fooled
by the pretty face;

she's a parasitic wasp.

I don't know what that means,

but I'm guessing
I'm about to find out.

Turns out she's the cockroach's
arch nemesis,

a freeloader with
a mind-blowing superpower.

And, well, let's just say

she doesn't use
her powers for good.

Better run, fella.

But while a cockroach can run,

he hasn't really figured out
how to hide.

That's, no, that's not hiding,
that's just,

that's waiting around
for your demise.

The jewel wasp stings with the
accuracy of a brain surgeon.

And targets a very specific
part of the roach's brain.

But she's not trying to kill
the roach. Oh, no.

Her sting has flooded
his brain with dopamine.

Stop.

Meaning right now,

I'd say this little guy
is tripping balls.

Riding a unicorn
across the apocalypse.

Yeah, just like a demon cowboy

wearing nothing but a hat
and perspiration.

♪ Where's my mind? ♪

♪ Where's my mind? ♪

As his mind turns to mush,
the cockroach becomes a zombie,

totally within
the wasp's power.

♪ Where's my mind? ♪

♪ Where's my mind? ♪

♪ Way out ♪

She chews off an antenna.

♪ See it swimming ♪

And uses it like a straw

to sample the roach's
bodily fluids.

Satisfied, the wasp
leads the roach off,

like a giant zombie dog
on a leash.

So, she's got the power
to control minds.

But why, you ask?

Ohh, she's an expectant mom.

Awhh. That baby smell,
here one day, gone the next.

Only raising children
is hard work,

so she's gonna have
the cockroach do it for her.

Hey, roach, blink twice
if you're not okay.

I'm kidding, I'm joking.

You don't have eyelids.

This tiny little bundle of joy
is a jewel wasp egg.

Mom's role is nearly complete.

All that's left to do

is for her to gently bury
the cockroach alive.

She leaves her precious egg
to hatch

and burrow into
the roach's body.

♪ I've got you under my skin ♪

♪ I've got you
deep in the heart of me ♪

♪ So deep in my heart,
you're really a part of me ♪

♪ I've got you under my skin ♪

After eating her victim
from the inside out,

the fully grown larva
transforms into an adult wasp.

Ready to wield its dastardly
mind-controlling power.

Turns out the final Superzero
is a supervillain.

That's so post-modern.

Oh, look, she's got
her mom's eyes.

♪ Yes, I've got you
just where I want you ♪

Guys, you-you might wanna
look behind you.

♪ Under my skin ♪

Guys!

Uh, we got everything?
Anything else?

Oh, that's not a Superzero.

Wolverine is actually
an antiquated Canadian word

that means
"boring millionaire."

I'm sorry, what's that? No?

Oh, it's not?

It is!

Boring, bougie millionaire.

"Hugh" know what I mean.