All language subtitles for Riverdale.US.S05E19.1080p.WEB.h264-GOSSIP-NHI

It's been almost
a year. Like the grown-ups
and it,

we returned
to our haunted hometown

and confronted
the darkest monsters
we'd ever faced... ourselves.

We'd survived, but surviving
isn't the same as thriving,

and none of us, it seemed,
were thriving.

So how did it go?
Did you pass?

I... almost passed.

Uh, Reggie?

No, I'm so sorry.

But don't worry.

You can take
the Series 7 exam again,

and you'll be a fully licensed
stockbroker in no time.

Yes.

Or I was thinking

we could open a casino
here in town.

What are you talking about?

Don't you remember
how much fun we had

running games at La Bonne Nuit?

I hold very fond memories
of that time, Reggie.

But I have decided

that after
the school year ends,

I'm going back to New York.

Really?

What about Carrot Top?

Archie and I... are no more.

Oh.

He understands that
my future's in New York.

Well, glad to see I'm not
the only one day-drinking.

Are you here alone?

You just missed Jackson.

He moved back home.

Oh, thank you.
Eric's such a good guy.

Yeah.

Is that why you look so sad?

No, I'm happy for him.

I'm sure we'll see him again.

I, uh I don't know
if you heard,

but Veronica and I broke up.

For good this time.

Oh, God.
I'm sorry.

What happened?

Seven years happened.

We became different people.

Ronnie belongs in New York,

and I belong here,
in Riverdale.

I'm reopening
Andrews Construction.

Oh, well looks like
we're going to be neighbors
for the foreseeable future.

I just got permission
to reopen
the Riverdale FBI office.

Because by the way,
you're now talking

to Special Agent
Betty Cooper officially.

-Wow, that's amazing.
-Yeah.

When's the graduation?

And can we go?

I missed it, but it's okay.
I got my diploma in the mail.

Well, damn.

Can I at least pay
for the next round?

Sure.

And here
I thought your days

of summoning me
were over, Waldo.

The worm turns, Mr. Jones.

Some of the students
are interested

in restarting
the student newspaper,

The Blue and Gold.

Trouble is, none of
our current faculty

have the bandwidth
to supervise it.

You want me to?

Yes.

What do you say, Mr. Jones?

I say, get me that rewrite.

Cameron, put the word out
that She-Wolf of Wall Street

is coming back to take a bite
out of the Big Apple.

What, right now?

I wouldn't do that, Ronnie.

Why not? You said I could
come back whenever I wanted.

Yeah, but that was before
you killed Chad in cold blood.

That was self-defense, Cameron.

I'm sure. But I doubt
any firm in town
would be willing to hire

the black widow of Wall Street,

which is what
everyone's calling you.

Maybe call me again
in six months.

Now are you sure you're not
scared to be toiling away

down here, dear Britta?

Not at all, Miss Blossom.

And the physical labor
will keep me in shape
for football next season.

Glad to hear it.

Palladium is the missing piece
in my ministry,

the fabled Fifth Element.

It's the bridge
between the physical
and spiritual worlds,

and it will grant me
power over both.

-That sounds so cool.
-Indeed.

All right, Come come.

It's time to wipe the soot
off our faces for the day

before we're late
for the big surprise.

Keep 'em closed.
Keep 'em closed.

You know I don't like
surprises, right?

Well, that really sucks.

Because...

Surprise!

Oh, my God, you guys.

Here's to Quantico's
latest and greatest
field officer,

Agent Betty Cooper.

-Congratulations, sweetheart.
-Thank you.

Speech! Speech!

Speech! Speech!

-Speech!
-Oh, wow!

Okay, I was not expecting...
this.

But it means more to me
than I could ever express.

So thank you.

It's been a rough year. But...

I love you all.

Elizabeth, you've given us
a lifetime of reasons
to be proud of you.

This one takes the cake.

And speaking of cake...

So what does this mean, B?

It means I'm staying
in Riverdale,

just like I promised my mom.

God knows there's
enough crime here

to last me several lifetimes.

Well, I don't know if you've
heard about me and Archie.

I did, V. I'm sorry.

But I'm sure you're excited
to get back to your old life

in New York,
even though we'll miss you.

Should we head
back to the diner?

I actually asked Delores
to cover the night for us.

Oh, really?

And why is that?

Well, I figured that we didn't
actually get to have our date

-at Cucina Sacasa, so...
-Oh, true.

I could definitely go for
some Italian right now.

-Right now?
-Mmm-hmm.

Well, glad you're
doing better, Alice.

Yeah, it doesn't
get any easier,

but every day
it's hurts a little less.

You, um... You getting
out of the house at all?

I'm trying to.

Why? Do you have
something in mind, Frank?

Uh...

I actually have some news.

So Principal Weatherbee
asked me to, uh,

come back and run
the school paper.

Oh!

And as long as
I don't mess it up,

he said that I could
start possibly
teaching again in the fall.

Wow.

Maybe then you'd be able
to move out of Archie's garage.

Aw, man, I was just
starting to love

the smell of mold
and turpentine.

You know, um,

if you're going to be
working full time in the fall,

that's also when
my apartment's lease is up.

You and me? Cohabitating?

It's Delores.

Oh, it's probably just
the ice machine on the fritz.

Hey, Delores, What's up?

What?

-Got any threes?
-Go fish, bish.

Holy crap! Pop's is on fire.

Oh, what the hell?

They're slashed
on this side, too.

Okay, guys, get the spares.
Fangs, get the jack.

I'm so sorry, Tabitha.

We should have
gotten here faster.

Archie, come on.

You did everything you could.

You and your fireman
are the only reason

this place is even
standing at all.

It's true.

I've never seen
tires changed so fast.

How do I call my grandpa
in Florida?

And what do I tell him?

That our family business
went up in flames?

Delores said
that it was a Ghoulie

who threw
the Molotov cocktail.

A Ghoulie? To what end?
What's his motive?

Wasn't his motive.

I can pretty much guarantee

that Ghoulie was acting
on someone else's behalf.

Give you three guesses who.

Your dad?

I can't believe I ever
worked for that sorry SOB.

If the scumbag
who torches places a Ghoulie,

Fangs and I'll take care of it.
We'll get confirmation.

Yeah, do that, Toni.

But I don't need confirmation.

I don't think any of us do.

I mean, who else
would set fire to Pop's

and slashed our trucks' tires
before we get to it?

I don't remember
ordering room service.

Hiram Lodge,
you are under arrest.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used
against you in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford
an attorney, one will be
provided for you.

Oh, I can afford one,

and he'll have me out
before dinner.

Woodward and Bernstein.

Seymour Hersh, Ronan Farrow,

What do these people
have in common?

Uh, they're all journalists.

Yes, they are journalists.

But more specifically,
they are journalists

who courageously
spoke truth to power.

Freedom of the press.

This is one of the most
basic building blocks

in a healthy
functioning society,

and we might take it
for granted out here,

but there are places
around the world

where information
is controlled by dictators.

And the truth is shaped

to serve those
who are in power.

Kind of like what
the Lodge Ledger
does in Riverdale.

Yes.

Yeah, exactly like that.

Hiram was booked,
but he's right.
He'll beat the charges.

There's nothing we can do
to conclusively
link him to the arson.

Not yet,
but Toni's gonna
find that Ghoulie.

-In the meantime...
-Let's search
his SoDale office.

There's got to be
something in there

that ties him to this crime

or literally, any other crime
at this point.

And we'd be looking for...

Shady contracts, financials,
illicit receipts.

I mean it's not
really my bailiwick.

Me neither. We need someone
who speaks that language.

Who also wants
to take Hiram down.

Veronica.

The sooner you tell us
who paid you

the sooner it'll be done.

Fine.

-Fangs, turn up
the radio again--
-Okay. Okay, okay.

Okay, fine.

I'll tell you.

It was Hiram Lodge.

Not surprised.

Why would you agree?

Torching Pop's,
which is right on top
of the Whyte Wyrm.

My place.

Why would you risk
a war with the Serpents
to help out Hiram Lodge?

A war?

Come on.

The Serpents are a joke now.

Driving trucks
and having babies.

You've gone soft.

And Hiram said that
as soon as Pop's was razed,

the Ghoulies would be able
to take back the town,

finally get
what we deserve.

Oh, you're going to get
what you deserve.

Fangs, the radio.

Guys, I think
I found something.

What are
we looking at, Vee?

According to these documents,

my father
incorporated SoDale,

even though
it's only a muddy field.

Great.
So he's done with Riverdale?

On the contrary.

Now that SoDale
is legally a town,

he can petition the courts
to redraw its borders

and absorb
all unincorporated lands.

In other words,
he's going to annex

the former
township of Riverdale,

claim eminent domain
and grab it for himself.

Including
the Palladium mines?

He thinks this is
the wild, wild west.

Let me take this paperwork
back with me to the FBI office.

We'll see
if this is even legal,

and if it isn't,
we'll start building
a case against him.

-It's Toni.
- It's like
we suspected.

Hiram paid the Ghoulie
to burn down Pop's.

And not just Pop's,

but all the fires
that have been
breaking out recently.

Hiram promised the Ghoulies
the burned husk of the town.

-All he cares about is--
-The mines.

I'm sorry,
Toni, Fangs, Archie.

Yet again,
I find myself apologizing
for my father's actions.

Yeah, well, we don't want
an apology.

We want justice.

Serpent justice.

We'll take care of him.

No offense, Veronica,
but I don't think

you're going
to be willing to do
what needs to be done.

Yes, we will.

Archie and I both will.

And what are the Serpents
supposed to do,

just sit back?

Actually, Fangs,
what we really need
is someone

to go out
and collect signatures,

so I can reincorporate
the town.

Are you kidding me?

The Serpents
don't run errands, Archie.

Of course not, Toni.

But this is
a different kind of fighting.

As long as Riverdale
is unincorporated,
we're sitting ducks.

And I'm not sure
we've done enough
to inspire the families

that Riverdale is still
worth resurrecting.

So we've got
to make our play,

that means getting
51% of people

living in our borders
to sign an endorsement.

Fine.
We'll rally the troops.

But if you two don't take care
of Hiram, we will, our way.

Toni's right.

Something drastic
needs to happen.

I thought my dad would stop
after he blew up the mines,
but he refuses to give up.

He doesn't know how to.

So, what you want to do?

-The only thing that's left.

Let's say
my father were to...

go missing.

Let's say he escaped
from his jail cell.

Who would go
looking for him?

Certainly not my mother.

And not Hermosa.
She feels betrayed
by him, too.

And Sheriff Keller wouldn't.

And Betty would make sure
the FBI doesn't either.

We could take Hiram out
to the maple barrens.

It could be the last thing
we do together.

Somehow
that would be fitting.

I'll call Tom,
tell him to take
a long lunch.

What's up, Reggie?
We're kind of in the middle
of something.

Yeah, it looks like
you're wrestling with

a Hiram-sized problem.
Am I right?

Well, far be it
for me to intrude.

I thought
you might be interested

in this smoking gun
I managed to acquire.

What's on it?

Irrefutable proof.

Riverdale Field Office.
This is Agent Cooper.

Pretty Betty.

It's you.

Don't bother with a trace.

We won't be on
long enough.

What do you want?

To congratulate you
on graduation.

And to tell you
that I have no plans
to come calling on you.

I hope you extend me
the same courtesy.

You know
I can't make that promise.

Pity...

Betty.

Hello?

-Hello?

-How's the burger?
-Good.

Well, at least the kitchen
is still operational.

-True.
-That's a good thing, right?

Mmm-hmm.

Did you call
your insurance company?

Yes.

But they are not
covering this.

Why?

Because the last
couple of months,

I've had to choose between
paying my insurance premiums

or paying my waitresses.

I chose my waitresses.

Exactly what they teach you
not to do in business school.

What, be compassionate,
care about your staff?

On top of which, did you see
what the Lodge Ledger
published today?

No. But funny enough,
I was just thinking about
Hiram's fish wrapper.

Oh, what does it say?

It's an editorial.

"Out with the old.

Like the asteroid
that wiped the dinosaurs

off the face of the Earth,

nature or fortune
has struck again,

toppling another dinosaur,

Pop's Chock'lit Shoppe.

The struggling diner
has held on for far too long.

We can only hope
that its charred remains

will be
swept away quickly,

lost to the winds."

Hey, I've got an idea.

I mean, it's not gonna
bring back Pop's,

but it would hurt
Hiram's stranglehold
on the town,

and it might
make us feel better.

If you're intrigued,
we'd have to act quickly.

Move under the cover
of darkness.

Let me guess.

You're not here to give me
my one phone call.

No, we're not.

Stand up.

Fire Department
is on standby.

They will arrive in time
to keep the fire
from spreading,

but this Ledgeris toast,

assuming that you still want
to do this.

You know, Jughead,
I pride myself on always
taking the high road,

but a person
can only be pushed so far.

♪ But love

♪ Love kills slowly

♪ And it burns

♪ With every fading memory

It's Archie.

I can't stop thinking about
what that Ghoulie said.

"The Serpents are over."

The Serpents aren't over.

Well, they have been
on the back burner, though.

All I've been focused on
is the school,

my guidance counseling work,
Baby Anthony.

You and I, we've been
Serpents since birth,

and no dumbass,
freaky-deeky Ghoulie
can take that away from us.

You're right.

But as Queen of the Serpents,
I can, and I should be
doing more.

Every year,
our numbers dwindle.

And as the town
reincorporates,

I want the Serpents
to be a big part
of its reconstruction.

I'm down.
What are you thinking?

We start by taking
the Serpents off the roads
and back into Riverdale.

Find them a gig
that pays just as well
as truck driving,

and we start
building up our ranks,

-starting with Baby Anthony.

He will be a symbol
of the next generation
of ass kickers.

Future King of the Serpents.

Exactly.

But we need
a current one, too.

And that's you, Fangs.

I'm here for it, Toni,
all of it.

In unity,
there is strength.

It's Veronica.

You ready, Daddy?

What is this?

A public execution?

What are you,
my executioners?

You deserve death
for everything you've done,

but no, Daddy,
this is not an execution.

This is an exile.

Yours.

After we show you something.

Where'd you get that?

-Reggie?
-Yeah, it was me.

The point is, we have it,
we've all seen it.

Irrefutable proof
that you're a murderer.

You can't wriggle your way
out of this one, Daddy.

In one hour exactly,

Betty will turn that video
over to the FBI.

I'd start walking, Daddy,

and I wouldn't stop
for a long, long time.

You're turning
against your own blood
like this, mija?

I blame Archie.

This is his influence.

Don't. We broke up.

This is all me.

What about my possessions?

We'll sell what we can,

use whatever money
we make from it

to rebuild Pop's
and the town.

Tick-tock, Daddy.

Tick... tock.

So, uh, tonight
got me to thinking.

What would you say
about being my deputy
full-time, son?

I think that would be
an honor, Dad.

But I can't.

Because I've decided
once the school year's over,

I want to give New York
and Broadway another shot.

-Oh.
-I've been thinking about it
ever since Josie visited,

and it's something
that I've got to do now,

or I'm gonna regret it
for the rest of my life.

-To new beginnings.
-To new beginnings.

I just drove past
the Town Hall,
and it is a fire trap,

so we'll host
the community meeting
at the El Royale.

How's it going
with the signatures?

We're not at 51% yet,

but we still got a crew out
pounding the pavement.

Okay, great.

But, Archie,
a lot of the Serpents
have been reporting back.

People are asking
what kind of town

the new Riverdale
is going to be.

And they want to know
before they agree
to reincorporate.

Like, is there
going to be a mayor?

If so, who?

Yeah, I've been
turning that over, too.

I know
who I would vote for.

You, Toni.

-Would you do it?
-What, mayor?

I mean, Archie, I can't.

I don't have
the bandwidth.

I understand.

-Fangs?
-Hell no.

I just got crowned
Serpent King.

Congratulations, bro.

In that case,
why don't you guys focus

on getting people
to the El Royale
for the town hall.

And we'll have answers
for people's questions, Toni,
I promise.

Miss Blossom.

Miss Blossom.

Look what I found.

Skeletons, Nana.
Human skeletons.

Our mines are choked
with God-and-Jason knows
how many.

Brittania and I discovered
a veritable bone yard.

Since you seem to know where
all the bodies are buried,

I'm assuming
you know about these.

Yes, I was wondering
if they'd ever be found.

The Forgotten.

"The Forgotten"?

It all began
with an ancestor of ours,

one Abigail Blossom.

The year was 1890.

Thornhill still stood,
of course,

but it was
a girl's school then.

Riverdale was a hateful
and backward place then.

The townspeople were
suspicious of Abigail,

who had no husband

and no intention of taking one.

They'd harassed Abigail
and the girls in her care
for months.

They knew there was
palladium to be found

in the mines under her groves
and wanted

to buy them from her.

But she refused.

So, they decided
to steal it instead.

They came to Thornhill

armed with pitchforks
and torches.

- No!
- There she is!

No! No! No!

Oh, they
had it all planned out.

They accused her
of being a witch.

And they burned her
at the stake

in the groves
surrounding Thornhill.

Who, Nana?

Who were these
vicious hooligans?
These killers?

Brace yourself, child.

The primary conspirators were
the ancestors

of your so-called compatriots.

Archibald Andrews,

Jedediah Jones,

and Beatrice Cooper.

With her dying words,

she cursed them and the others,

damning them to tragedy,
as well.

After her death,

the townspeople claimed
the mines

and began to dig for palladium.

But there was a collapse,

killing and entombing
an entire generation

of Riverdale's
fathers and sons.

Some say
the collapse was caused

by Abigail's curse.

-Nana, how do you
know all this?
-Why,

it's written
in Abigail's journal.

Would you like
to read it, child?

I shouldn't
have called you, Grandpa.

It wasn't my intention that you
would come up from Florida.

The worst part of all this is

that I feel like I've
let you down.

What are you talking about?

You defied your father

and took over
a struggling business.

And don't forget, I know

the debt you assumed when you
took over the diner.

You've been paying it down
every month.

None of that matters
if we can't pay for repairs.

We'll try to get
some of Hiram's leftovers.

And I'll cover the rest
with my retirement money.

What? Grandpa, no,
I'm not letting you do that.

I'd be doing it for me
as much as you.

I miss the adrenaline
of working.

I miss my customers.

So I'm giving you my nest egg

on the condition

that you let me come back
to Pop's and work with you.

Grandpa, I would love that.

You know, we could propose a
civil council.

It's a system that works,
and it's fair.

Well, if fair is the criteria,
then we should govern
by committee.

We can hold town meetings
for every big decision.

It's purely democratic,
and everyone would
get an equal say.

That would be anarchy.

What if we had a mayor who had
to answer to a council?

Best of both worlds.

I think the mayor
is a non-starter
for a lot of people

after the way
my father abused his power.

How ironic yet fitting.

The descendants of those who
committed Riverdale's

original sin
debating its future.

Well, I refuse
to allow you four

to perpetuate any
further cycles of violence
and bloodshed.

Cheryl, what the hell
are you talking about?

So, to be clear,

none of my
ancestors were involved.

No. But the same can't be said
for your three conspirators,

who killed my dear Abigail.

Therefore, I'm demanding
a formal apology

and acknowledgement
of this travesty.

Publicly and immediately.

Cheryl, this story
really is tragic,

but those are our ancestors,
not us.

Not to mention,

we need everyone's support
at tomorrow's meeting.

If we lead
with this crazy story,

it might distract people
from the task at hand.

-Reincorporation.

I've spent years atoning
for the sins of my ancestors.

And now you want me
to forget about it and move on?

Only until the town is stable.

Cheryl, please,

this is Riverdale's one chance
to be reborn.

"Reborn"?

This town sits over
a vast graveyard
of dead miners.

The roots of the trees
in my groves have,

over time, become entwined
with those corpses.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

For decades,
the trees have been nourished

by the poisonous dead.

My sap, my syrup,
the very life-blood

of Riverdale, has been polluted
by the remains

of so many fathers and sons.

The only chance this town has
of being reborn

is for you to come clean
and beg for my...

my forgiveness.

See you at the meeting.

And I pray
you do the right thing.

Okay. Today,
our families and neighbors

are going to decide on

whether or not
to reincorporate this town.

Whether Riverdale lives...

or whether Riverdale dies.

Regardless, we will be ready
to publish.

But not as the Blue and Gold.

We are now
the Riverdale Choice.

A new, free press
for all of Riverdale.

Whatever happens in our town,
we're gonna be there

to report on it,
truthfully and without bias.

And whoever is in charge,

we will hold them accountable,

even if they're our friends.

Especially if they're
our friends.

Okay. We have a town meeting
to cover. Let's go.

Reginald,

I've been thinking about
your idea for a casino
in Riverdale,

and I think we
should go for it.

Really? What about New York?

We could go back to New York
and to be two nameless,

faceless traders
on Wall Street, yes.

Or we could stay in Riverdale

and the king and queen
of the roost,

working for ourselves,
calling the shots.

You're preaching to the choir.

And I was thinking
maybe we can use
Pearls and Posh as a cover.

We may not even have
to do that.

All right. Could I get
everyone's attention, please?

We'd like
to begin the proceedings.

Now, some of you
knew my father.

He believed in Riverdale,

not because it was perfect,

but because he saw
the potential in it.

And tonight we're not looking
to reincorporate

a town that was, but a town

that might one day be,
with the proper leadership.

Which is why, as of tonight,

we're hoping
that it won't be a mayor
who leads us into the future,

but instead, a council of four
who will guide us

-every step of the way.
- Halt.

I've heard enough.

And who, pray tell

will comprise this council
of four narcissists?

Let me guess. You, Betty,
Veronica and Jughead.

Actually, we were going
to propose the council be...

Tabitha Tate, Toni Topaz,

Alice Smith,

and my Uncle Frank.

I see.

And what about
the past, Archie?

Cheryl, tonight's
not about the past,

-but I promise you--
-No!

No more empty promises.

Let the official, public record
show that from this moment on,

Thornhill and her lands

shall cede from the corrupt
township of Riverdale.

Whatever happens tonight,

you lot will have
no jurisdiction over it

or its blessed inhabitants.

-Cheryl, come on.
-Nay, cousin!

What is decreed is decreed.

Ta-ta. Come along, Brittania.

Just to be clear,

these four nominees
have deep roots in Riverdale.

And they'll fight
to make it better, stronger

and more inclusive than ever.

They will each swear an oath

to put Riverdale's
collective needs

before any single individual.

Now, is there
anyone here tonight

that opposes these
four nominees?

In that case,

all in favor to reincorporate

the township of Riverdale
under this council of four?

Unanimous.

Along with
the signatures collected,

the ayes have it.

Riverdale is officially
back on the map.

At the risk of putting the cart
before the horse,

Reggie and I have an idea
for Riverdale. A big idea.

That we think
you're really gonna love.

Okay, what is it?

Picture, if you will,

a stunning,
full-service, white-glove,

family-friendly casino
within Riverdale's borders,

which will provide a slew
of new jobs for our residents,

as well as a fresh,
robust cash flow.

With our expertise
and your support,

our little town could be
the next...

Atlantic City.

So, you're wanting
to turn Riverdale

into the modern day
Sodom and Gomorrah?

Look, we really appreciate
your enthusiasm.

It's just that
we have traffic lights

and potholes to fix first--

Not to mention Pop's.

I think what we're saying
is that we're intrigued,

but how about you
bring a full proposal

to next month's meeting?
And we'll take it from there.

Okay. See you next month.

So...

Riverdale lives
to fight another day.

Nice job, Arch.

Yeah, we'll see.

What about Cheryl?
Should we be worried?

No, she'll come around.

-Yeah.
-What you doing later tonight?

How did it go?

Was our Abigail avenged?

-Hardly, Nana.
-Oh.

They don't give a whit
about the sins of the past.

Will Riverdale
ever learn?

Well, perhaps.

But they will need help.

And Abigail must be honored.

What's that?

The last words she ever spoke

as she was being burned alive
at the stake.

You mean the curse?

Speak the speech, child.

It will be a fitting
tribute to our ancestor.

It's only fitting that

these words spoken at the end
of one Blossom chapter...

shall be uttered
as a new one unfurls.

From this day on,

Thornhill will no longer
be home to a ministry,

but to a school

modeled after Abigail's.

An academy for lost
and wayward girls.

As Abigail herself once said
these words...

"Archibald Andrews,

Jedediah Jones,
and Beatrice Cooper.

I repudiate you
with my dying breath.

And in Satan's name,
I curse you.

Burn me, but you will never
escape my wrath,

nor Satan's.

The unchained elements
of the power of darkness are

lying in ambush.

Beware.

My revenge will strike down you
and your accursed houses.

And I will bathe in the blood
of your sons and daughters.

Immortal, I shall return,
again and again,

to torment and destroy you."

And destroy you!

What do you guys think?

I think it's your
best work yet, Archie.

Thanks, Alice.

But I mean,
it's just a plywood sign.

-Nah.

It's everything you've
done this year, Arch.

That's bizarre.

RIVW weatherman didn't call
for wind today.

Ooh.

This wind.

Yeah, it feels like someone's
walking on my grave. Come on.

Very good.

From a classroom
to a boiler room.

Only in Riverdale.

How are we looking
back here, partner?

Well, it's not
the Caesars Palace...

but we'll get there.

Of that, Reggie,

I have no doubt.

♪ And hope to die...

Betty...

♪ To tell a lie

♪ Cross my heart...

I...

I want to try again.

Us.

Not as friends
with benefits, but...

but for real.

All in.

I mean, can we try again?

We can.

I want to be
with you, too, Arch.

♪ To tell a lie

♪ Cross my heart

♪ And hope to die

♪ I know that I'm
Losing my credibility ♪

♪ But I know what I saw

♪ And I know that it saw me

♪ I swear on the grave
Of my late darling ♪

♪ He had a song
He'd always sing ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na...

Can you hear that?

Yeah. What is that?

The clock?

-Betty.
-What, what is it?

Tick. Tick.

-Boom.

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na ♪