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Previously on Riverdale...

They're ruining our lives,
and to them it's just a game.

They keep score in some secret playbook.

You want vengeance? I'm with you.

- And I have a plan.
- You like shaming people, Chuck?

Apologize for ruining Polly.

- What the hell?
- Do it, Jason!

- Apologize for what you did to me!
- Look, I'm not Jason!

This is our insurance.

Here, stash it. Keep it safe.

Hermione Lodge will crumble.

Maybe you should've sent
her to jail instead of Hiram.

I heard Mr. and Mrs. Blossom talking.

It sounded like Clifford
Blossom was responsible

for sending Veronica's dad to jail.

Ever since we started
dating you've ignored me,

- you've ditched me.
- Let me make it up to you.

Sorry, Archie, but I won't be bought.

The lawyers are coming over this week

to take our statements
for your dad's hearing.

Am I gonna have to lie?

My father is a criminal.

Weekdays,

from 8:25 a.m. to 3:01 p.m.,
we adhere to a strict regimen.

Everything in our lives controlled.

But then something like the murder
of Jason Blossom happens,

and you realize there is no
such thing as control.

There is only chaos.

Nevertheless, some of us strive to
impose and maintain order

in what is, fundamentally,
an orderless world.

A fact which would
very soon be confirmed

in ways none of us
could have foreseen.

I'm, uh... I'm headed out.

Sorry to be missing your
birthday this weekend, Jug.

Oh, you will not be missing
anything, Mr. Andrews,

I barely acknowledge my own birthday.

Arch, can you give me a hand downstairs?

The good news is that
all these divorce papers

and legal mumbo jumbo will be done.

Should be behind us
by the end of the week.

Are you only going to see Mom now

because you and Hermione Lodge...

No. No, son, I ended that.

Being together, working
together, not a good idea.

In that case, then,

why finalize things
in such a final way now?

Sometimes, son, you just
gotta rip the Band-Aid off.

Or you can try and fix things.

We're past that point, Archie.

I spoke to Mom last week, she
didn't mention any of this, Dad.

Your mom moved out two years ago.

She didn't tell you because she
wanted me to be the bearer of bad news.

What if I came with you?

This is between me and your mom.

I'll check in.

What's going on?

Veronica, this is Paul Sowerberry,
your father's attorney.

He's here to prep us for our statements

and help at your dad's hearing.

Except, I told you,
Mom, I'm not giving one.

- Not one you'd want.
- Just...

You won't be asked any questions

about your father's
business arrangements.

We just need you and your
mother to speak to his character.

It'll humanize him.

Which could mean a lesser sentence.

If you don't make a statement,

well, that's problematic and damaging.

I've already told her all of this.

Well, Dad made his bed.
And I'm late for school.

Veronica, there's something
we need to talk to you about.

Bring it.

After the morning I've had, I'm
ready for just about anything.

Okay, well, Archie
was with the Blossoms.

While their Board was in town, he, um...

Why don't you tell her? You were there.

Why is this suddenly feeling
like a friendtervention?

I overheard Mr. Blossom
say he's the one responsible

for your dad being
arrested and put in jail.

Are you kidding?

Why the hell would Clifford Blossom

have anything to do
with why he's in prison?

Hey, you may or may not know this,

but it's Jughead's birthday.

What? And he didn't say anything?

It's tomorrow, and he doesn't
like making a big deal out of it.

Every year, he goes to a
double feature at the Bijou.

It's like this tradition.

Last few years, I've
been his movie-buddy.

But now that he has a girlfriend...

Well, of course, I'll take him.

But you should still come with us.

No. I don't wanna be a third wheel.

Come on. It'll be like old times.

The Three Musketeers.

Actually, Archie, there
were four Musketeers.

I'll see you later, Betty.

Okay.

Yeah, this is Jones.

Mr. Jones, hi, this is Betty Cooper.

- Jughead's...
- Girlfriend, yeah, I remember.

Great, well, I'm calling because
it's Jughead's birthday tomorrow,

and I wanted to see
if maybe you would come

see a movie with us, maybe grab dinner?

Does he know you're calling me?

No, I thought maybe I'd surprise him.

Oh, man.

There's one thing
that Jughead likes less

than surprises, and that's his birthday.

Kid's never even had a
party, never wanted one...

- What? Never?
- Mmm-hmm.

Anyway, I think the best gift
that I could give to Jughead

would be to stay away.

But I appreciate the call, Betty.

Okay.

Anyway, enough about my drama.

Betty, you were saying something
about Jughead's birthday?

Yeah. Just that Mr. Jones told me

Jughead's never had a birthday party.

Let's have one for him.

Like, a low-key surprise party.

- Uh, no, no.
- That's a fantastic idea.

Jughead doesn't like his birthday.

Everybody says that, nobody means it.

Jughead is a lone wolf.

Okay. Ignoring the negativity.

Betty, you know me,

- any excuse to wear a cute party dress.
- Yeah.

Okay, so I'm thinking a quaint
gathering, inner-circle only.

Oh, my God, don't turn around.

Holy Chuck, I think his lats got bigger.

Not that I care, because
he's evil incarnate.

What's Chuck Clayton doing back?

He got suspended, not expelled.

Even though he should have been
drawn and quartered for what he did.

Oh, my God.

Get away from her, Chuck.

Easy. Look, I only came
over here to apologize.

You don't have to go
Dark Betty on me again.

I'm not going!

I'm not going Dark anything.

Ethel, is Chuck bothering you?

You can relax, Betty, it's fine.

Yeah, Betty, we're fine.

The real question is, are you?

What was he doing? Accosting her?

No, he was... Apologizing.

Oh, I'm so sure.

Chuck Clayton doesn't have a contrite
bone in his muscle-bound body.

You know what, can we
talk about something else?

Like... Like Jughead's surprise party.

Betty?

Look, there's a lot I can't
do, a lot I can't control.

But I can damn well make sure

my boyfriend has the
best birthday of his life.

Screw it. I'm with Betty.

My dad's away. We can do it at my house.

We could all use a good time.

Now you're talking my language.

It's gonna be epic.

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Mr. Jones,

I didn't mean to ambush you.

I know you don't do birthdays,

but Archie and I are having

a few of Jughead's friends
over at Archie's house.

And I bet it would mean so
much to Jughead if you came.

- Man, you don't quit, do you?
- Rarely, if ever.

I really wanna do
something special for him.

And you being there...

That would be special.

Great news, Betty.

I just had a terrific meeting
with Principal Weatherbee,

who agrees that the Blue and Gold

can benefit greatly from
my professional guidance

- as your new advisor.
- That's great, Mom.

So what are we working on?

A list of supplies for
Jughead's birthday party.

You're really falling for
this Jones boy, aren't you?

Mom, when you and Dad started dating,

did you tell him everything

about yourself?

I sure did, and I wish I hadn't.

I shared things with your father,

my secrets, fears, doubts.

And he ended up using them against me.

What secrets?

Let's just say that
there are some things

about myself that I struggle with.

I trust Jughead, Mom.

Of course you do. And you should.

But just not with everything.

So... A John Landis double
feature at the Bijou.

American Werewolf in London
and Animal House.

That's awesome. Except...

You're going with Betty instead.

You told her about my birthday?

Dude, come on. That's a primal betrayal.

Why do you hate your
birthday so much, Jug?

PTSD from when I was a kid.

I don't know. Things were
always messed up at home.

Usually because of my dad.

And then there was this arbitrary day,

that we would just get together
and pretend things were great,

we were normal.

And it just made me feel really lonely.

What's all this?

Dad's files from the basement, Mom.

Archie overhead Mr. Blossom

say that he's the one responsible

for putting Dad in jail.

So I did some digging.

And found this spreadsheet
of monthly payments

from Blossom Maple
Farms to Lodge Industries

until about five months
ago, when they stopped.

When your father was arrested.

There's more.

The payments, which are
significant, by the way,

have been happening for 75 years.

That's a ton of money.

What if Clifford implicated Daddy

to get out of paying the monthly fee?

I wouldn't put it past
the wig-wearing monster.

- We should tell Dad's lawyers.
- Well, hold on.

If Clifford did orchestrate
your father's arrest,

people might think that
Hiram had something to do

with Jason Blossom's murder.

Ronnie?

You got to let this go.

You don't think Dad could, in any way,

be responsible for
Jason's murder, do you?

No, honey, look, don't make things worse

by asking questions that
no one else is asking.

And please, God, do not
bring the Blossoms into this.

And that includes Cheryl.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four... Stop.

You're late, Veronica,

we've already reviewed the new
choreography for Homecoming.

That means you'll be in the
back, where your presence

will do the least amount of damage.

With you front and center, no doubt.

But of course.

I do have the maddest
skills on this squad.

And because you're a Blossom,

we have to accept whatever
you say as gospel truth?

You're welcome to challenge
me, Veronica, but you'll lose.

We live in a democratic society, Cheryl.

Let's let the Vixens
decide who's cherry on top.

- Challenge accepted.
- Great.

All those for Cheryl?

All those for Veronica?

Never cross a Lodge.

Come on, girls.

You catatonic bimbos didn't even vote.

So you stuttering sapheads are too
dim to exercise your own rights,

and you've got the combined
vocabulary of a baked potato.

Consider this your last
practice as River Vixens,

and your last week as
my social handmaidens.

You're fired on all fronts.

That's all. Shoo, bitches.

- Hey, Dad, what's up?
- Just checking in.

I felt bad we didn't get the
chance to talk more before I left.

Yeah, well, you kind
of shut me down, Dad.

You seen Mom yet?

No. We were gonna have dinner, but...

- But what?
- We decided it would be better

to meet tomorrow
morning, with the lawyers.

Right. 'Cause things are so bad,

you can't talk without a mediator.

Dad, I gotta go, bye.

Okay, so you're the worst.

But it just so happens
that both our archnemesi,

Betty Cooper and Veronica Lodge,

will be at a little shindig at
that chowderhead dchie's house.

Wanna team-up for a
little destruction, Chuck?

Mr. Sowerberry, let me
tell you what I think happened.

The Blossoms agreed to pay
my family a fee in perpetuity.

Clifford Blossom tried
to end this agreement

so he could stop paying my
family after all these decades.

And when my father,
being my father, refused,

it was Clifford who called the
police and got him arrested.

That's what I'm thinking.

I can't confirm or deny...

And the reason this hasn't come out yet

is because it might make my
Dad look like a murder suspect?

That is our concern, yes.

Have you changed your mind
about making a statement?

If anything, I'm less inclined.

I told your father that you were...

Conflicted about helping him.

"My darling daughter.

If you do not testify on my behalf,

I'm afraid your poor mother might
be drawn into this awful mess.

It pains me to say, but she is not
nearly as innocent as you believe.

Think carefully about
your next move, Veronica.

The rest of your
life, and your mother's,

will be decided by it."

Hey, I was talking to Kevin.

He told me that you and Chuck

had some scene in the
cafeteria yesterday.

It wasn't a big deal.

What exactly happened
between you guys that night?

Veronica asked me to keep
the details under wraps, okay?

Yeah. All right. No worries.

I only really asked because you
made it sound like you were upset.

If I was upset about anything,

it was that I had to
hear about your birthday

from Archie and not you, Jug.

Yeah, well...

I didn't think you were an
American Werewolf kind of girl.

Ooh. That's where you're
wrong, Jughead Jones.

I'm all about the beast within.

If it's a double feature, does that
mean I have time to go to the bathroom?

I'd hold it, Ethel.

Surprise!

Do I look like Jughead to you?

Oh. Betty just texted
me. They're almost here.

You've met Joaquin, right?

I haven't had the pleasure.

Also I thought it was
inner-circle only tonight?

Joaquin's my boyfriend,
that makes him inner-circle.

Uh-huh, well, I just came from the most
insane meeting with my dad's lawyer.

Between his upcoming hearing and his
potential involvement in Jason's murder,

not to mention my mom's,
I'm in a foul mood.

Guys, they're really coming this time.

Everybody hide.

Ugh, I'm so over this.

Surprise!

This is why we left the double feature

Happy birthday, bro.

You really shouldn't have.

Ugh, you reek. Are you drunk?

No.

Thanks, Veronica. Thanks, everyone.

- Oh, it's Kevin!
- Happy birthday, bud.

This is my boyfriend, Joaquin.

Hey, nice to meet you.

Um, has anyone seen Betty?

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday dear Jughead ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

That was haunting, Betty.

Blow out the candles and make a wish.

I wish it were just the
two of us right now.

One blow!

Veronica?

The stuff with your dad?

It's just the tip of the iceberg.

I don't want to talk about it.

Okay.

You want a drink?

Isn't it the New York sophisticate

who's supposed to corrupt
the sweet small-town boy?

My dad's visiting my mom.

They're about to finalize the divorce.

God, Archie, if my mom had
anything to do with that...

No. This was them.

My mom wanted to leave Riverdale,

my dad wanted to stay.

I had to choose, and I chose my dad.

Forget it. It's nothing compared
to what you're going through.

He threatened me, Archie.

Said he would destroy my mom if I
didn't make a statement on his behalf.

Said she was just as guilty as he was.

And maybe he's lying or maybe he isn't.

And maybe he killed
Jason Blossom, and...

Oh, sorry.

Just coming to get ice cream, so...

Is everything okay?

Yeah, no, I'm just not in a
party mood like I usually am.

- That makes two of us.
- Whoa. Wait.

You're not actually upset that
I threw you a party, are you?

It is nice, Betty. I appreciate it.

It's just I would be happier

if it was just the four
of us in a booth at Pop's.

Yeah. But we always do that.

I wanted to do something special.

"The road to hell is paved
with good intentions."

Why is everything so doom
and gloom with you, Jug?

Why can't it just be normal for once?

I'm not normal, I'm
not wired to be normal.

How many more people did
you invite to this thing?

No one. Inner-circle only.

Did you really think
you could have a party

without inviting moi?

Or me?

Archie, where do you want the kegs?

Screw it! One in the
kitchen, one in the backyard.

Why are they doing this?

They're agents of chaos, Kevin.

They don't need a reason.

But if I had to guess? Payback.

Dude, Valerie just got here.
You think she wants me back?

Archie, as my blood-brother,

it was your sole responsibility

to ensure that something like
this never happened on my birthday.

And now we're here.

In the middle of a Seth Rogen movie.

This was Betty's idea, okay?
I just went along with it.

- It's so not me.
- It doesn't matter, Jughead,

you're her boyfriend now.

- What does that mean?
- It means

you're getting your birthday
party whether you want one or not.

Dad, hey.

Happy birthday, Jughead.

How are you, Mr. Jones?

Happy to be here,
celebrating with my son.

Didn't realize you had so many friends.

I don't.

And fair warning. You're
the only adult here.

So I gather.

- Where can I put this?
- There's a table in the den.

Dad.

- Did Betty call you?
- Yeah, she came by too.

She knows what she wants, that one.

I'll be back.

Do you ever go down to Sweetwater River?

- To what, fool around?
- Yeah.

- Do you?
- I've been once or twice.

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

You can cut the sexual
tension in here with a knife.

What's up, Joaquin?

Nothing.

Kevin, you know FP, Jughead's dad?

Yeah, we've met.

You kicked me out of the Whyte Wyrm.

Good times. Joaquin...

You wanna show me where the can is?

- Yeah, it's right...
- Yeah, um...

I'll show you.

What is that middle-aged Serpent

doing at a high school kegger?

Are you serious? You don't know?

Veronica, that's Jughead's dad.

- Really.
- Yeah.

And the plot thickens.

Betty.

- You here to roofie me again?
- No, Chuck,

I'm going to ask you to leave.

- Nicely.
- Nicely?

Because, what, you're back
to being the nice girl now?

Betty, what you and Veronica did

when you guys got me kicked
off the football team,

you ruined any chance I had
of playing for Notre Dame.

Hell, for any good school.

I'm sorry that after you
sexually harassed those girls,

that there were actual
consequences, Chuck.

That night, I saw the real you.

The dark you.

The Betty that I actually think about

every night when I'm laying in bed.

You're the last person I expected
to see at my son's birthday party.

Just doing my job, keeping
my ear to the ground.

And your tongue in the
Sheriff's kid's mouth.

- Did you hear anything interesting?
- Actually, yeah.

Hiram Lodge's daughter is here.

She said something about her father
being connected to Jason's murder.

That is not good.

Hiram and I had some business.

What does your boyfriend say about that?

- His father, you mean?
- Yeah.

- I'll find out.
- Yeah. You better.

These kids are more on the
ball than the Sheriff. Let's go.

You do know my dad
has a drinking problem, right?

Of course I do.

I didn't think people
would be drinking tonight.

I didn't plan on Chuck and Cheryl,

and the rest of the
school crashing, okay?

This was supposed to
be just your friends.

You and Archie are my friends, okay?

Everyone else,

including Kevin, including Veronica,

are people that, two months ago,

- I would've actively shunned.
- Why?

In case you haven't noticed, I'm weird.

I'm a weirdo.

I don't fit in, and I
don't want to fit in.

Have you ever seen me
without this stupid hat on?

- That's weird.
- Why are you getting so upset?

- It's just a party, Jug.
- It's not just a party.

It's the fact that you
don't know or even care

that this is the last
thing I would want.

You did this for you.
To prove something.

- To prove what?
- You're a great girlfriend.

I don't know.

Doesn't it ever occur to you
just how different we are?

Like on a cellular DNA kind of level?

You're a straight-A student,

you're a cheerleader, for God's sakes.

You're the perfect girl next door.

I hate that word.

I'm the damaged loner outsider

from the wrong side of the tracks.

Betty, come on.

Who are we kidding?

We're on borrowed time.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Betty, I'm not one of
your projects, okay?

Like solving Jason's murder...

No. You're not a project,
you're my boyfriend.

Until you're sick of
slumming it with me,

or until Archie changes his mind

and says he wants to be with you?

Valerie, hey...

- I'm looking for Melody.
- No, no, no, can we talk?

I just wanted to say what if...
What if we made a mistake?

First of all, we didn't do anything.

I broke up with you because
I thought you were a hot mess.

Clearly, I was right.

Wait, Valerie...

What is your problem, Archie?

You shut me out, remember?

It's too late.

Archie, everything all right?

- Jughead. Hey.
- Hey, Ethel.

You didn't have a piece
of cake. It's bad luck.

This whole night is bad luck.

I'm ghosting. I'll see you at school.

Hey. Whoa.

Where you going, guest of honor?

Get out of my way, Chuck.

Oh, but you can't leave now.

We haven't even played our game yet.

Listen up, party people.

- Quiet.
- Shh.

Everyone has their secrets.

And we've all done our
fair share of sinning.

That's one thing my dear
brother's death has revealed.

So let's play a little game to
get those secrets out in the open.

What the hell is Secrets and Sins?

It's a variation on Truth or Dare.

In which we own our truths.

By telling it like it is.

I'll start the game with Veronica Lodge.

- Naturally.
- Let's begin

with the day you and
your mob wife of a mother

came to town for a
so-called “fresh start.”

Tell us, Veronica, what's so fresh

about defiling Archie
Andrews in a closet?

- That was your doing.
- Moving on

to dear Daddy Lodge...

Isn't it true that your
father, from prison,

illegally purchased the drive-in land?

Which makes me wonder.

What else is he doing from behind bars?

Well, I can't speak for my father,

but I can think of someone
with a very dirty secret.

Specifically, Cheryl
killing her very own brother.

Everyone knows how
much I loved my brother.

Exactly.

But did you love him maybe

in ways that a sister
shouldn't love a brother?

And as you got older, Jason started
to think it was strange, unnatural.

So he chose Polly over you.

So you shot him between the eyes

with one of your father's
many hunting rifles.

This is riveting, I can't breathe.

This game is sick.

- I wanna go next.
- That's the spirit, Doiley.

What secrets do you
have to reveal to us?

I saw Ms. Grundy's car

by Sweetwater River, the
day Jason went missing.

I told Betty and Jughead,

and then, Ms. Grundy quit her job

and left Riverdale,
like, two days later.

And let's not forget that Archie was
also at the Sweetwater that morning.

Oh, my God, color me
shocked, Archie Andrews.

Is that why you became a
mediocre musician overnight?

Because you and Ms. Foureyes were
pulling a Mary Kay Letourneau?

Don't say anything, Archie.

Don't get in the gutter with them.

Wait, what? Andrews
was banging a teacher?

Well, damn, I wish I would have known.

I would've added you and Ms.
Grundy to the board of conquests.

Classy, Chuck, as always.

Wait a second, that also explains

why Archie can't seem to keep
a girlfriend to save his life.

He's got serious Mommy issues.

Anything to say for yourself, Arch?

Were you victim or perpetrator?

Dilton Doiley plays with guns.

Big whoop, Betty.

So Doiley's a psychopath,
everyone knows that.

Well, I guess it's my turn now.

Boy, do I have a
twisted secret to reveal.

Starring Betty Cooper.

Leave her the hell alone, Chuck.

Shut up, Andrews.

Look, you may get a free
peepshow every night,

but you do not know her.

Hell, Betty doesn't even know herself.

Everybody knows why I got suspended.

But what you don't know...

She dressed up like a hooker,
in a God-awful black wig,

drugged me, handcuffed
me in the Jacuzzi,

and I almost drowned

until she got me to say
what she wanted to hear.

And then she really lost it.

She actually thought she was Polly.

But, hey, you knew all
about this, right, Jughead?

Enough! That's enough!

Get your hands off me, snake.

Get out!

Go on!

What are you looking
at? The party's done.

It's over! Go home!

Whoa, where the hell are you going?

What, you want to give me
some advice on my right hook?

I want you to go back
inside and talk to your girl.

I don't think it's gonna work out.

Irreconcilable differences.

Don't run away from it. Don't run away.

You've got something good here.

With her, with your friends.

Something that...

Something that we could never give you.

Also, man up.

After what I just saw
in there, she needs you.

FP.

As block captain of
the Neighborhood Watch,

I am obligated to ask you

what you're doing on this side of town.

Don't act so high and mighty, Alice.

You may not live on
the Southside anymore,

you may not dress like
you're from the Southside,

but we both know the truth.

Snakes don't shed their skin so easily.

Good night, FP.

Now get the hell out of my neighborhood.

You're still hot, Alice.

Too bad you're a stick in the mud.

And all this time, I thought
you were a lover, not a fighter.

I'm both.

I've got layers.

You were doing something nice,

it's just that sometimes,

when people do nice things
for me, I short circuit.

Maybe I'm not used to it.

Maybe I'm scared.

Of getting hurt.

Or being rejected for being myself.

I should have told you about Chuck.

But I lied.

And instead I threw you this
party that you didn't even want.

Why did you?

Something is very, very wrong with me.

Like there's this darkness in me

that's overwhelming sometimes,

and I don't know where it comes from.

But I think that's what makes
me do these crazy things. Like...

How am I ever gonna look
anyone in the eye ever again?

By Monday, this will all be but a dream.

Trust me. No one will remember anything.

Except maybe that I
accused Cheryl of twincest.

I drunk-dialed my dad, Ronnie.

Archie.

What did you say?

I told him not to sign
the divorce papers.

I don't even know why,

it's not like I even want
them to get back together.

Veronica, why do I keep doing this?

I keep wrecking things.

Welcome to my life.

Every day, I feel like
there's a new secret,

a new lie about my parents

and what they've done.

I don't want my mom to be guilty, Archie.

I really want that to be a lie.

Do you ever wonder...

What if you had done things differently,

what if you had made different choices?

What do you mean, different choices?

Every day I wonder,

what if I had left
Riverdale with my mom?

Would things be...

Would I be better off?

I can't answer that, Archie,

but we wouldn't have met,

and that would've been a
tragedy of epic proportions.

I'm messed up, Veronica...

We all are, Archie.

And, honestly, you less than most.

Veronica. Hey, good morning.

Morning, Jughead.

Um...

So listen...

Don't... Don't worry,
my lips are sealed.

Okay. Cool.

Smithers, you've known my parents
a very long time, haven't you?

Oh, my, yes, ages.

And would you describe
my father as a good man?

I'd rather not say, miss.

And my mother, is she...

Unequivocally good.

No doubt in my mind about that.

Thank you, Smithers.

- Veronica.
- I'm sorry I'm late.

And thank you, Mom, for not getting
mad that I slept over at Betty's.

Thank you for coming.

I believe in you, Mom.

And I'm ready to go on record

about how much my mom and dad love me.

Long night's journey into day?

I can't face the music right now.

Yeah, I understand.

So, you and Veronica...

Yeah...

- Jug...
- Don't worry.

I'm never telling anyone
anything literally ever.

Okay, good.

Thanks. That's great.

I brewed some High Point

and brought you some aspirin for
the headache I'm sure you have.

Thanks, Mom.

So I saw that you invited Jughead's dad

to your little soiree last night.

I did. I thought it would be nice.

And he was talking to a long-haired
delinquent wearing a leather jacket.

- You mean Joaquin?
- Is that his name?

They know each other
through the Serpents.

He's kind of dating Kevin.

What?

A Southside Serpent
dating the Sheriff's son?

This is a small town,
but it's not that small.

Hi there.

Decaf skim latte and a fresh scone.

The last time you brought me baked goods

was because you kissed Archie.

Betty...

I just testified on my father's behalf

and helped his chances of going free.

That's good news, right?

My dad hired Jughead's
dad to trash the drive-in.

And given recent events,
it's not inconceivable

that he might've hired
him to do other jobs.

Like go after Jason as payback
for what the Blossoms did to him.

I want to help with your investigation.

I want the truth.

Whatever it is.

Whether you believe in order or chaos,

in the end, it's the same...

We are either in control of our lives,

or merely think we are.

Miss Veronica.

Package arrived for you.

_

Archie.

We're home.

Mom?

Hi, honey.

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