All language subtitles for Riverdale 3x18 - Chapter Fifty-three_ Jawbreaker (English)

Previously on Riverdale...

Thank you for agreeing to help me.

If I could go undercover, I would.

Have you ever experienced
the loss of a loved one?

My brother Jason.

Memories are often painful.

But they don't have to be.

Well, I'm done being your mole.

Okay. Well, you should
stop going to the Farm

before Edgar catches on to you.

I'm still going to go.

Is the reason you're so
obsessed with the Farm

because they let you talk to Charles?

Yes. I see my son.

Tell me. What do you want to know?

Everything.

Start from the beginning.

Ricky, listen to me, you
don't want to do this.

If I don't do this, the
Gargoyles, they won't protect me.

Jug, Mad Dog was right.

I saw Gargoyles coming in and
out like they own the place.

That must be where
Kurtz is doing his cooking.

I'm ready to ascend.

Are you?

Elio hooked me up with
a house on the Northside.

So, what? You have to fight for him?

Come on, man. You saw that place.

Terry, I'm getting
close to the clearing.

I don't see any...

Poor Baby Teeth.

Brandon Morris was his real name.
We ID'ed him from his prints.

First glance,

very similar to how you
found Ben and Dilton.

But I don't know.

I need your help, son, please.

Yeah, of course.

These blue lips are the same.

Markings on his back are the same, too.

But his missing teeth, that's the twist.

This might be a copycat killer.

I mean, it could be the same guy
that went after Ben and Dilton,

but they were willing participants.

Baby Teeth struggled.

Maybe the brutality of
his death was the message.

Like a warning that he's back

and he's angry.

The Gargoyle King?

The real one.

You already know who I am, Betty.

No.

I don't have a clue.

I've done a deep-dive on the Internet,

and there's no record of
anyone named Edgar Evernever.

Many years ago,

I was a very different man.

My life was in tatters,
so I left it behind

and I walked in the desert to die.

Till I stumbled upon a tree
on a hill beside a farm.

I was in Death's clutches.

And somehow I stumbled
to the door of that farm,

and I knocked.

When I awoke, I was in a white room.

I was being tended to by
a kind, elderly farmer.

And I said, "How can I repay you?"

So she put me to work on her farm.

I ploughed those fields,
and I sowed them with seed,

and I watched them grow
into something beautiful.

I felt reborn.

After that, I made it my sacred duty

to open my own farm,

where I could welcome lost
souls wandering in the darkness.

It's a nice story,

but it doesn't explain
how you've convinced my mom

that she can see her dead son.

Here we strive

to create a safe place

where wounded people can heal

and become the best
versions of themselves.

But, first,

they must open themselves
to that process.

No, but really, how does
my mom see her dead son?

Do you have someone
dress up like Charles?

All right, boys, bring it in.

Look, I know you're all
pissed about Baby Teeth...

Damn right.

And his killer will be caught.

I swear to you.

But, in the meantime,

we honor our fallen brother.

How the hell do we do that?

I'm dedicating my next
match to Baby Teeth.

No one asked you, Mad Dog.

Why are you even here?

Because Baby Teeth was my brother, too.

Wait, Mad Dog, what match?

Did Elio already hook you up with one?

There's a boxing tournament this
weekend called the Gilded Gloves.

I was gonna fight to win.

But now, I'm gonna fight
to win and honor Baby Teeth.

How's your boxing
career these days, Archie?

Your pal Elio is organizing a boxing
event called the Gilded Gloves.

Brawny young men, shirtless
and in shorts, go on.

I was thinking,

maybe you could help get the El
Royale crew a spot in the tournament.

The guys could use a
win, or at least a boost

after what happened to Baby Teeth.

Let me see what I can do.

Good morning, my dear Riverdale
High constituents and comrades.

A lot of you have been asking about
the Farm's Student Advocacy group.

Well, here'e the skinny.

Sign up sheets are posted
throughout the school.

The club is open to all students.

Where the one become many,
and the many become one.

So uncap those pens,

sharpen those pencils, and sign up.

A little birdie told me it's
what all the cool kids are doing.

Invasion of the Body
Snatchers continues.

So, let me get this straight,

the reason Cheryl is all-in on the Farm

is that she gets to
see and talk to Jason?

Yeah.

My mom's entirely convinced that
she's seeing and talking to Charles,

her long-lost son.

What if you prove that Charles was dead?

I mean, your mom's
lost touch with reality,

so maybe the best way to
snap her out of her delusions

is with a harsh dose of truth.

Like, prove that Charles is dead.

Or basically anything that
will refute these fantasies

that Edgar Evernever is spinning.

No, unfortunately, I only
have a name, Charles Smith.

He was raised in the
Sisters of Quiet Mercy,

but they turned him out when he was 18.

Well, I appreciate you trying.

Betty.

Whatever the Farm did with Cheryl,

I'm holding you responsible.

How the hell did my girlfriend become

- Queen of the Farmies overnight?
- It's Edgar.

He is a con artist.

He's somehow convinced my mom and Cheryl

that they can,

uh, talk to the dead.

Excuse me?

Cheryl thinks she's
been talking to Jason.

She says she sees him.

But Jason's dead.

Everybody knows that Jason's dead.

True.

And there's proof that Jason's dead,

that he was murdered.

What are you talking about?

Uh...

I'm going to send you
a video, Toni, of...

Clifford Blossom shooting Jason.

I kept a copy of it on my laptop.

Show it to Cheryl,

and hopefully it will be enough
to snap her back into reality.

Oh, hold on. Will you give me a second?

I think this is my dad.

Hello.

Veronica Lodge, don't
suppose I need to tell you

this is a men's steam room.

I came to talk business.

I want to get in on the Gilded Gloves.

You don't know the
first thing about boxing.

Hmm. You'd be surprised by what I know

about hot, shirtless, muscular bruisers.

Starting with Archie Andrews.

If memory serves,

he almost beat your
prizefighter, Randy Ronson.

Archie's a bum,

and bums have no place in my tournament.

Now get the hell out of my steam room.

Fine.

But remember this.

Remember I tried to keep things civil.

He suffered a myriad of traumas,

but our good friend here
died from loss of blood.

From the pulling of his teeth,

which occurred pre-mortem.

There's one more ghoulish detail
I discovered during the autopsy.

There was something
lodged in his throat.

What the hell is that?

A matchbook from the Maple Club.

I thought I'd seen
the true face of evil.

But this,

whoever did this isn't even human.

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Any idea how one of your matchbooks
ended up in Baby Teeth's throat?

Well, they are complimentary
to all of our guests.

We don't recommend they ingest them.

I do recall this young man
being here a few nights ago.

He was here with some friends.

Ex-cons, but charming.

Anyway, this Baby Teeth

left the Maple Club
with a grin on his face,

and alive.

My girl Rosemary fulfilled his fantasy.

What on Eve's Earth?

All right, okay.

Hey!

I got him cuffed in
the back of my cruiser.

He's not going anywhere.

Is there anything else you
guys can tell us about him?

Like his name or where he's from?

Martin, but they all use an alias.

Did something seem different about him?

Yes.

Martin likes to take Fizzle
Rocks to enhance the experience,

but this was different.

The high hit him like a truck.

He started foaming
at the mouth, freaking out.

This was helpful.

If anything else comes
up, please give me a call.

And we are live in three, two, one...

This is Alice Smith,

and I am here with Veronica Lodge,

promoter of the Southside's
El Royale Boxing Club.

Veronica, would you like to tell us
about your latest business venture?

Our athletic facility will help you
reach your fitness goals

in a fun, classic,
competitive environment.

Our trained staff features some of
the toughest fighters in the state,

including up-and-coming
boxer Archie Andrews.

Archie?

Hi, I'm Archie Andrews,

owner, trainer, and fighter here
at the El Royale Boxing Club.

Join now, and your first three
personal training sessions

with me are completely free.

I got one more thing to say,
a message for Randy Ronson.

This Friday night at the Gilded Gloves,

I want my rematch.

Me and you.

Let's settle this for good.

Strong words from a local hero.

Live from the Southside,
I'm Alice Smith, RIVW.

Your mother has thrown
down the gauntlet.

She's filed for divorce.

Her lawyers issued the papers today,

but I haven't signed yet.

Has she started seeing someone?

Well, she does spend most
of her time at the Farm,

presumably with Edgar.

Who's a con artist.

He's got her thinking
she's seeing Charles.

That's impossible, Charles is dead.

Yeah, but I don't have
physical proof of that.

I don't have a body, I don't have ashes.

You know, you don't need
a body or ashes, Betty,

just a stone.

A piece of granite will do.

I must admit, that was
a bold move, challenging Randy.

So does that mean the El Royale boxers

will get to be part
of the Gilded Gloves?

Yes.

Only thing is, your boy's going
to have to move up a weight class.

Randy's fighting in the
middleweight division now.

- Fine.
- Great.

I'm hosting at my gym.

Nice try.

We'll flip for the venue.

Heads for Archie's gym,
tails for your gym.

Heads.

We'll see you at the El Royale.

When he finally comes
down, we'll ask him

where he got the Fizzle Rocks.

My bet is still Kurtz.

Wouldn't mind asking him if he knows
anything about Baby Teeth, either.

I'll have Forensics run a test
on the Fizzle Rocks he had on him.

Why would you show this to me?

Because you needed
to be reminded of the truth.

Cheryl, you're not talking
to Jason at the Farm.

The truth is all right
there, in this video.

Toni, this video is clearly fabricated.

With technology these
days, anything is possible.

Detractors can spin any story they want.

Cheryl, have...

you ever hugged Jason?

Yes. Of course.

Now enough of this third degree.

Betty?

Mom,

are you engaged to Edgar?

Edgar and I have a deep
understanding of one another.

That's what I thought.

I want to show you something.

What is this, Betty?

I paid someone to help me
track down Charles' grave.

I'm so sorry, Mom,

but you haven't been
talking to him at the Farm.

Your son

has been here, dead and buried,

for the last five years.

It's just so sad.

I know, Mom.

So sad that you won't let
me be happy at the Farm.

I don't know when you're
gonna give up, Betty.

You saw his gravestone.

I'm sorry, Betty,

but I spoke to my son this morning.

I'm sorry, too, Mom.

Bon appetit, champ.

You're making up for lost calories.

Ronnie, I feel like Jughead.

That's the idea, Archie.

Randy Ronson to the scale.

159 pounds.

Archie Andrews to the scale.

154 pounds.

Where am I?

What did you do to me?

I chloroformed you.

Don't worry, Mom, you're safe.

Edgar always starts
with questions, so...

I'll do the same.

Do you remember this?

It was your first day at
The Riverdale Register.

You were so excited.

And now I'm an on-air reporter
for RIVW, thanks to the Farm.

Eighth grade graduation.

You cried that day, do you remember?

That's the past.

I'm someone else now.

No, no.

The past is...

part of who you are.

You're Alice Cooper.

You bought a house on Elm Street.

You painted our front door red...

I lived with a murderer in that house.

You raised me and Polly in it, too.

Bad things happen, but you
can't get rid of your past

because then you'd lose
the good parts, too.

There's been so much pain.

I know. I know. But...

that's what makes us stronger.

Edgar doesn't see that.
You have to believe me.

Believe you?

Okay.

So tell me the truth, Betty.

Was that really Charles' grave?

So how can I trust you?

You lied to me!

You faked a gravestone.

Look, I love you, I love you, Betty.

But you're gonna have to let me go.

I'm sorry, Mom.

No.

I have to go to school,

but I'll come back to check on you.

No, no, Betty.

This is your life.

Look at it,

and remember who you are.

Betty.

You locked your mom in Dilton's bunker?

Yeah, it's the only place
where she'll be safe

from the Farm, Jug.

And I've already made some
headway with the deprogramming.

Next, I'm gonna listen
to her testimony tapes,

and see if there's anything I can
use to help me get my mom back.

What is that?

What the hell is going on?

Hey, did she take something?

Yeah, she took some "G."

Get her to the infirmary.

Hey, Dad.

Jug, I need your brain, boy.

I got another guy here on a nasty trip.

Can you meet me at the station?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Okay.

It's gotta be a bad batch.

One that causes Fizzle Rock psychosis.

Or the Fizzle Rocks are
being cut with something.

Bath salts, maybe.

We need to catch whoever's
dealing this garbage

before someone turns up dead.

Looks like our John is
almost ready to talk.

Evelyn.

What are you doing?

Toni,

you're detracting Cheryl from her
studies at the Farm, but...

I'm not gonna let you ruin her.

"Ruin her"? Bitch, I love her.

And she loves me.

The Farm...

is fulfilling Cheryl in ways
you can't even begin to imagine.

I find that hard to believe.

Have a blessed day.

Andrews.

Mad Dog, what're you doing here?

There's something you
need to know about Randy.

He's juicing.

What, he's taking steroids?

No, something new.

A powder. I saw Elio give it to him.

Made him crazy strong.

Elio's scared.

He thinks I might win.

No, man, you're not listening to me.

I looked into Randy's eyes,

and it wasn't Randy anymore.

It was rage.

He'll kill you.

Unless you take something
to level the playing field.

- Here.
- No, dude.

I don't take that stuff.

When you see Randy in the ring,

you might want to.

Just in case.

Thirteen.

What does that mean?

It's a good roll.

Sadly, your Elven army is no match

for the legions of Gargoyles
at your doorstep.

It's okay, JB.

You got further in this quest
than I did at your level.

Could we play another round?

You sure your parents won't
mind you staying out so long?

Nah, it's like I told you when we met,

they're busy.

Same with my parents.

What does it mean?

The "G's" for "Gargoyle," I think.

Which Gargoyle?

Is there anyone in particular?

This time it was a guy named Kurtz.

Do you have any idea where Kurtz is now?

How should I know?

Kurtz is the cook,
and he's selling, too.

But we need the kingpin.

I'm gonna pay Hiram Lodge a visit.

Tell your mom I'll be home late.

Mom?

Mom, are you okay?

What...

Betty.

Evelyn.

You wouldn't happen to know
where your mom is, would you?

Am I my mother's keeper?

Well, she missed bed check last night.

But someone did see you
visiting her room yesterday.

Hmm, well, I'll let
you know if I see her.

We have copies of those tapes, Betty.

And copies of those copies.

Let me make something very clear.

You and your dad may
have brainwashed my mom,

but I see right through
your enlightened Farmie crap.

So stop messing with me,

stop messing with my family,

and stop messing with my friends.

Better yet, don't even think about
coming near me or my mom ever again.

Because if you do, Evelyn,

I will kill you.

And if you don't believe me, ask around.

People will tell you
what I'm capable of.

Cheryl, are you going
to a meeting at the Farm?

Indeed, my love.

Do you think these Louboutins are
too flashy for kombucha brewing?

Well...

How about if you didn't go?

Why wouldn't I?

The Farm needs me tonight.

I need you tonight.

I need you in every way.

Mind,

body,

soul.

But, uh, mostly body.

Tomorrow, when we fight,

we fight for him.

For Baby Teeth.

He's the guy I collared at Pop's.

Finally woke up, that's
when I called you.

Hey.

You could've really hurt someone, pal.

Where'd you get the G?
From a guy named Kurtz?

Yeah.

He wasn't my usual dealer.

He was real aggressive.

Trying to get me to
buy more than my usual.

He's still in Riverdale.

He's getting desperate, it sounds like.

Hmm. It's Laura.

Our lady friend from the Maple Club.

Hello.

She's just so angry, Edgar.

Alice, Betty loves you.

She's a good person.

It's just the two
of us in the house now,

and the truth is,

I'm afraid of Betty.

Sometimes, the way she looks at me,

I think she's...

going to hurt me.

I think she wants to hurt me.

She's her father's daughter.

She has the same darkness
in her that I saw in him.

What happened?

Another crazy John?

You told me to call in
case anything came up.

Well, some preppy rich kids were here,

rowdy and stirring up trouble.

Were they on the same Rocks that
drove the other customer feral?

No, but they were here killing time

before meeting a dealer in the lobby.

But I guess the guy never showed.

How'd you get rid of them?

One of the ruffians got a call.

Sounded like a supplier
looking to reschedule.

He said something about a fight.

Left this in the trash.

That's Archie's gym.

One last chance to bust Kurtz.

What did you do to my mom?

What did you do to make her say

such horrible things
about me on those tapes?

Why are you trying to
turn her against me?

Betty,

everything your mother
said on those tapes,

those were her own words.

And, to be fair,

you have given Alice some
legitimate reasons to fear you.

You're not turning this around on me.

Not while you keep feeding her lies,

telling her that Charles...

Charles is a wound.

She needs to heal.

Charles is dead.

He's a ghost.

Your mother is on a journey,

and she's making tremendous progress

towards finding her truest self.

She could've done that at home,

with a therapist.

She didn't have to give away my money,

our house, everything!

Ah, you know, I think, Betty,

you and your mother see
the world quite differently.

You don't need us.

She does.

She needs to heal from the pain

that has been inflicted upon her.

Communing with Charles,
real or illusionary,

comforts her.

Fills her in a way that no
one in her life can or does.

Including you.

Now, I ask you, why,

in your mind, is that a bad thing?

We're going somewhere.

It's okay, Mom.

Evelyn will make sure
you get home safely.

Take care of her, Evelyn.

Please.

That's all we've ever wanted to do.

What is this for?

It's for luck.

I'm pretty sure they're your size.

Thank you, Ronnie.

Thank you for believing in me.

No matter what happens,

I want you to know that

I'm always in your corner.

I should go. Still lots to do.

Yeah.

Yeah.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Bye.
- See you later.

Flying a little close to
the sun there, aren't you?

We're friends now, Dad.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Friends.

T.T.

Are you okay?

Evelyn said

I have to make a choice.

Jason

or you.

Cheryl, Jason's a ghost.

I'm right here.

You love me.

I'm sorry, Toni.

I do love you.

But I've loved Jason my whole life.

Cheryl.

I'm not gonna let this happen.

There has to be a way you can be with me

and Jason.

There is.

If you're willing to
open your mind to it.

Betty won't admit it,

but I know she was deeply hurt by Hal.

We all were.

But she took it the hardest.

How'd it go?

Great.

No one suspects anything.

Toni,

I'm not a monster,

- am I?
- No.

You're a daughter who
wants her mother back.

Just like I want my girlfriend back.

- There he is. Kurtz.
- Where?

In the hoodie. He's
walking towards the alley.

Hold it!

Put your hands up.

Don't you move.

Get 'em up!

You and your drugs are
done for good, Kurtz.

You nervous?

Not a bit.

- Is that a new robe?
- And trunks.

Pop's Chock'lit Shoppe is
Archie's official sponsor.

You like 'em?

I'm gonna end Andrews
tonight. I got this.

You said that last time,
and he almost beat you.

What the hell's in that?

Little last-minute boost.

I dissolved some G into your water.

Now get in there and
live up to your promise.

I'll admit, Betty, I'm surprised

you've asked me to sign
these divorce papers.

Well, that makes two of us.

Why the change of heart?

I finally realized
that it's time to let Mom go.

She needs to heal in
whatever way she chooses.

I wonder, Betty, if you would
consider doing me a favor as well.

What kind of favor?

Oh, it's nothing much.

I just want to come home.

Attaboy, Arch, stick and move.

Come on, kid, get the hell out of there!

You got to stay off the ropes, kid.

Something's wrong.

Ronson's on some kind of crazy drug.

The ref needs to call the fight.

Hey, Ref.

Ronson looks like he wants
to chew off my fighter's face.

We want a disqualification.

Only way this match ends
is if you forfeit, Andrews.

You wanna take the loss?

Screw you, Elio.

Look, he's going to have
himself a hell of a hangover,

but I need you to knock
him out in this round.

I don't know. I don't know.

The overhand right is there for you.

Okay? Once you see a crack in his armor,

you bring out the
hacksaw, you understand?

Seconds out!

Let's do it.

Attaboy!

... two, three, four...

- five, six, seven, eight,
- Archie!

... nine, ten.

It's over.

Ronson?

We need a doctor.

Somebody call a doctor!

Ronson, wake up.

You've hurt a lot of people, Kurtz.

What were you thinking?

Sell the bad batch, get out of town,

dodge a murder charge?

Why Baby Teeth?

Did the Gargoyle King
demand a sacrifice?

Baby Teeth.

He was only the warm-up.

To what?

To the ultimate quest.

To one final game

for you

and your family,

Hellcaster.

It was demanded by the King.

Save the Little Princess.

- Jellybean?
- What the hell did you do?

What did you do?

She's been summoned

by the King.

I don't understand.

Why couldn't we just
keep playing in Pop's?

Because, Princess Jellybean,

he wanted to meet you.

Who did?

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