Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-That's how it works. -Then why not just try the pundit gig?

There's no defense in TV.

Exactly. I mean, that's why you have friends, isn't it?

Well, hey. Come on. Let 'er rip right now.

Oy! It has been an honor coaching all of you.

After Ted Danson.

Since when do you care what people think?

Watching them, you'd never know they were playing at home.

instead of attempting to adjust my relationship to it.

Ted Lasso Welcome Wagon has arrived.

Nigella says if you butterfly the chicken, it'll be more moist.

But then again, so was Joshua Tree, so you know…

All right, see ya later. Nice to meet ya.

'cause I left Man City to do this reality TV show thing,

-Oh, yeah, course, Mae. -Sorry!

We don't want calm athletes. We want killer athletes.

No, my father was a lot harder on himself than he ever was on me.

This is Tracey, your new talent agent.

He's so lost, Roy. Just like you.

All right, Diamond Dogs, as canines, we are supposed to lack opposable digits.

I wanted to see how it was going.

-What's your name? -Stanley.

I hope that you'll be just the boost we need to get things going around here.

The audience at home has voted.

You all played a hell of a game.

Don't know. Back to, uh, Man City. If Pep will have me, that is.

Would you care to elaborate, Roy?

You're Roy fucking Kent.

You deleted my number?

Emily's mom bought everyone consolation trophies.

But it could also ruin morale to have someone in here

-Yeah, come in. -You all right?

What do you say?

[Rebecca chuckling]

-I thought that was settled. -Well, I did too.

They're like tall Yodas.

-Whoa. -[Keeley gasps]

But then I pretend that preventing myself from having 'em