Sunday, 6 July 2025

Secretly Superman







Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) : 

(watching as little Phoebe (6) follows her 

Uncle Roy home from School after Soccer 

practice)

Are you hungry?


(They have decamped to a local curry-house

restaurant on Richmond Green.)


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

Little Tradition


(He gets Ted to raise his pint-glass to his own, 

clink together, and each commence drinking 

with a first, big gulp of freshly poured ale)


— let Battle commence.


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

(appears serving as A Waiter)

Ted Lasso?


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Hey there, Ollie.


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from 

Heathrow Airport

Leave it out. What are you doing here?


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Well, I mean, you invited me, remember?


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

I invite every person

who's been in my car.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Hey, Ollie. This is my friend Trent.

Trent, this is my buddy Ollie.


(They shake hands)


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

Pleased to meet you.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Congrats. You both just met a cool person.


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

Right, gentlemen.

You know what you're having?


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Yeah. Well, you know, whatever 

The Chef recommends.


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

That would be my father-in-law.

Are you okay with a little bit of spice?


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Have him make it for us like we're 

a couple members of The Family.


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

You're a brave man.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Oh, man. Mad respect.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

That might not be the wisest of choices.


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

Here you go, boys.

Dig in.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Can't wait. The smell's already 

deep inside my brain.


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

Gonna love it.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

I appreciate it.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

I can't imagine they have 

good Indian food in Kansas.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

I have no idea.

I've never had Indian food.


Wow, that... I mean, that's hot.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

Feel like I'm about to breathe fire.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent : (sips pint)

I don't think I can eat that.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

What? No, no, no. Come on now.

We gotta put a decent dent in this,

otherwise we're gonna embarrass Ollie

in front of his family.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

No, really, I can't.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Come on, just dump it on my plate.

(He does)

……Yeah, yeah. You're good.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

So, if you love Kansas 

so much, why did you...


Why did you leave to coach a sport

you can barely... you know anything about?


Was it just The Money?


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Wait, I'm supposed to be getting paid?


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

Are you enjoying the food?


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Tell your father-in-law it's perfect.


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport : (grinning)

Dad! He says it's perfect!



Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

Ted. What you're doing is irresponsible.

This club actually means something

to This Town.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

I know that. I do.


Trent, what do you love?

Is it Writing?


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

Yes…… Yeah.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Well, good, 'caus 

You're darn good at it.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

…..Thank you.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

You're welcome.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Me? I love coaching.


Now, I'm gonna say this again

just so you didn't think it was

a mistake the first time I said it.


For me, Success is not 

about the wins and losses.

It's about helping these young fellas

be the best versions of themselves

on and off the field.


And it ain't always easy, Trent,

but neither is growing up without 

someone believing in you.


Let me ask you this.

Is my tongue still in my mouth?

'Cause I am about to hallucinate

from all The Heat here.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

(….letting all this sink in.)

I really should go.

Deadlines and all.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Hey, gotta Do The Work.

Letters, and such —


Hey, I'll say this though.

I really enjoyed getting to

spend this time with you, Trent.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

(squints at him) You 

actually mean that, don't you?


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Yeah.


Trent Crimm, 

The Independent :

Yeah….. (extends his hand

Thank you.


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

You're welcome.


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

You all right?


Normally, one dish is plenty,

but we know how you Americans 

like to eat, innit?


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

Let's do it, huh?


Ollie, Ted’s Über-Driver 

That picked him up from

Heathrow Airport :

Try that one.

Beautiful, right?


Ted Lasso (secretly Superman) :

It's beyond beautiful. It's hot.

Rabbit Justice-Sensitivity





No Pain.




[Inside the bar, Roger is singing on the bar.]

Roger

'...Oh, Roger is my name

and laughter is my game

Come on, cowpoke, it's just a joke! 

Don't sit there on your brain!

[Inside the bar, Roger is putting on a show from atop the counter.]

Woo hoo hoo! Nice shirt

Who's your tailor? Quasimodo

Woo hoo! 'My buddy's Eddie V 

A sourpuss you'll see 

But when I'm done 

He'll need no gun 

Cause A Joker he will be

C, D, E, F, G, H, I!

I-I-I-I love to raise some Cain 

Believe me it's no strain 

It feels so great 

To smash a plate 

And look, there's no pain. [Smashes plate on his head.]

[The record from 1910 keeps repeating itself and so does Roger.]

No pain. [Smashes plate on his head.] No pain

[Smashes plate on his head.] No pain. [Smashes plate on his head.

No pain. [Smashes plate on his head.] No pain. [Smashes plate on his head.]

No-

[Valiant immediately knocks the needle from sewing in 1910 and grabs Roger by the ears.]

Dolores: Help him!

[Takes the plate away from Roger and then accidentally smash a Loy 

the remaining plates onto the floor taking Roger to the rotgut room.]

Roger: Ooh! Hooh hooh.

[Valiant then throws him through the door of the 1910s rotgut room.]

Roger: AAAAAAARG!

[Roger lands head first in a bucket from 1918 

which gets stuck and Roger struggles to get it off.]

Roger: Hey, who turned out the lights? I can't see a thing! What's going on?

Valiant: You crazy rabbit! I've been out there risking my neck 

for you and what are you doing? Singing and dancing!

[Roger finally kicks the bucket off and Valiant catches it.]

Roger: But I'm a toon. Toons are supposed to make people laugh.

Valiant: Sit down!!! [Around the soap box from 1911.]

Roger: You don't understand. Those people needed to laugh.

Valiant: Yeah. And when they're done 

laughing, they're gonna call the cops! 

That guy, Angelo, would rat on you for a nickel.

Roger: Not Angelo. He'd never turn me in.

Valiant: Why? 'Cause you made him laugh?

Roger: That's right. A laugh can be a very powerful thing. 

Why, sometimes in life, it's the only weapon we have. 

Laughter is the most important... [A red light starts to flash.]

Valiant: Ssshhh...

Dolores: [Pressing a switch beneath the bar.] Ix-nay. Ix-nay!

Doom: [enters the bar.] I'm looking for A Murderer... A Rabbit.