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[Jughead] "Lynchian."
Adjective to describe
something inspired

by the noted American
filmmaker, David Lynch.

And/or to describe something that is both incredibly macabre and incredibly mundane.

[ominous music playing]

Also, Riverdale's status quo,
reaching new depths
of perversion

with the discovery of a videotape in which someone wearing a mask of me

is bludgeoned to death
by someone wearing a mask
of my girlfriend.

-[thud]
-Hey, what are
you guys watching?

-[tape stops playing]
-Jellybean, you gotta
get out of here.

Sorry, this is NC-17 stuff.

Fine. Whatever.

Okay, so that was dropped off
at the sheriff's station,

in a bin with all
of the other Voyeur tapes?

Yeah, but all the other Voyeur
tapes were just static shots

of people's houses
at a distance.

This is clearly
an escalation.

It's a recreation of whatever
someone thinks happened
to me in the woods.

And the big questions are:
Who is doing this

-and what are we gonna
do about it?
-Me?

Nothing. No. I'm not
getting pulled into some
creepy new mystery.

But you can feel free
to get sucked
into this one, okay?

I could always use
an extra set of eyes
and ears, little brother.

[presses button]

[Hiram whistling]

[Veronica] You're unusually
chipper today, Daddy.

Mija,I just closed
a major distribution deal.

As of this morning,
I'll be supplying
all the rum

for the Grande family's chain
of casinos, up and down
the Eastern seaboard.

You're doing business
with Elio shady ass again?

All I'm doing is selling
rum, mija.

And beating you to a market
you hadn't even considered.

I did consider it.
Weeks ago.

Instead, Red Raven is
expanding into a heretofore
untapped market.

The college crowd.

With an affordable version
of our product, Maple Claw.

Good luck with that.

-[Reggie] What's up?
-[Fogarty] What's up, Reggie?

What's up is I hear you
two have some scam going

where you're bringing in
some serious bank.

Are you dealing again, Fangs?

No. Are you?

No. That's why I'm broke.

And I want in
on whatever you're doing.

So, what's the scam?

-We make tickle videos
for a guy named Terry.
-Hmm?

And before you assume
the worst, it's not sexual.

No clothes come off
at any time.

It's like an endurance sport.

And this Terry guy pays you?

[Fogarty] Yeah.

[smacks lips] And a lot more
than dealing.

That's weird as hell, boys.

But do you think Terry
could use a guy like me?

[guitar strumming]

[Betty] "Dear diary,
today I fell in love
with the boy next door.

He has red hair and freckles

and a scar on his eyebrow
that he got when he
fell off his bicycle.

His name is Archie Andrews,

and he has a dog named Vegas,
who is super cute,
but not as cute as Archie."

-[knock on door]
-Hey.

Hi.

What are you reading?

Just looking at
one of my old diaries.

Oh, fifth grade.
That's juicy.

-Mom, seriously. [chuckles]
-I'm sorry.

Oh, honey,
you're so grown up.

I can't believe you're gonna
be leaving for Yale
in a few months.

My precious little girl.

Mom, please, do not cry.
If you cry, I'm going to cry.

[sighs] I'm sorry.

What could you possibly
cry about, honey?

You have your whole life
ahead of you.

Three cases, as ordered.

Your party will be the hit
of frat row, boys.

Would be a bigger hit
if you two came.

You ladies supply anything
other than booze?

Ew! Get out of my sight.

Bye!

Honestly, Veronica,
what happened
to "quality always"?

-[sighs]
-[door opens]

[suspenseful music playing]

Oh, great. The cast
of Swamp Thingjust got here.

Welcome. I don't have
any more orders
scheduled for pick-up,

but can I help you?

Actually, little lady,
we're just, uh, checking out
the competition.

Jinx Malloy,
of the Malloy family.

Maybe you gals have
heard of us.

No, I'm afraid I canceled
my subscription
to Truckers Weekly.

That's funny.
You know what's not funny?

[inhales sharply] You bitches
are cutting into our profits.

You see, we Malloys have been
running the Maple Moonshine
business for generations.

And one of our most
lucrative markets
is the college scene.

But recently we've been
getting wind of a new
product that's...

eating into
our customer base.

Maple Claw.

Let's say that's true.

What exactly would you
like us to do about that?

Just pull your product.

[soft chuckle]
I don't think so.

See, I can guess
who you boys work for.

And you can tell him

that Veronica Lodge
and Cheryl Blossom

do not back down
from a fight.

Now, if you'll excuse us,

we have bottles to fill.

[bottle clinks]

Don't say we didn't warn you.

-[sighs]
-Veronica, what the hell
was that?

That was a bluff.

Trust me, Cheryl,
this is typical of my father.

Last year, he sent thugs
in gargoyle masks
to beat up on Reggie.

This year, it's hillbillies
who claim to produce
Maple Moonshine.

Well, the good news is,
both drop-off boxes,

the one
at the sheriff's station
and the one upstairs,

are under surveillance 24/7.

So maybe we can identify
the person who dropped
off this faux snuff film.

Yeah, well,
it's hours of footage.

Does this place have
any popcorn?

[popcorn popping]

[clicks]

[clicks]

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

What? Do you
recognize someone?

Uh, maybe. But I think
I'm gonna check this lead
out alone. Is that cool?

[clicks]

Jughead's working late
with Charles.

The videotapes.

Veronica's with Cheryl.

Doing her maple rum thing.

Archie...

why are we here?

I don't know.

But it's nice.

Right?

It is, but it's not
like we can do anything...

more than this.

What do you mean?

We're just hanging out.

I love Jughead.

And I love Veronica.

But this is nice, right?

What would you say
if you were here, Dad?

Probably something corny
like, "Follow your heart."

[chuckles softly]

The problem is,
I have no idea
where it's pointed.

And I don't want
to hurt anyone.

I'm just... [sighs]

I'm just missing you a lot.

[school bell rings]

Ethel, do you have
a moment to talk
in private?

Jughead, sure.

This is so unexpected.

[soft chuckle]

Yeah, what can I say,
it's been a pretty weird year.

I actually wanted to talk
to you about some of those
creepy video tapes.

You dropped off a couple
at the station, right?

I did, yeah. It was
just hours and hours
of our house.

Nothing new.

Well, there actually
was something new
on one of them.

It was footage of someone
dressed up as Betty,

murdering someone
dressed up as me,
with a rock.

-Oh, my God!
-You don't know anything
about that, do you?

What? No. Of course not.

It's just that
you're the only person
who has a direct connection

to Betty and me
who dropped off a tape.

I didn't. I swear.

I'm just trying to keep
my head down

and make it out
of Riverdale in one piece.

I didn't make any tape.

[Betty] "Dear diary,
today was the happiest day
of my life.

After walking home
from school,

little Archie
proposed to me.

Of course I want
to marry Archie,
but I know we're too young.

So I told him that
he should ask me again
when we're both 18

and in high school."

Everything all right, Betty?

Yeah. Sorry,
I was just thinking about--

Simpler times.

Simpler times.

[Mr. Honey over PA]
Betty Cooper to
the principal's office.

Betty Cooper to
the principal's office.

-I really hate Mr. Honey.
-Likewise.

I wonder
what I did this time.

I'm confused.
What is this for?

For the yearbook.

You are editor-in-chief,
aren't you?

Appointed last year.

[sighs] Um, yes.

In between being attacked
by the Black Hood
at junior prom

and being hunted
by the Gargoyle King
before the Farm was raptured,

I volunteered to be
in charge of the yearbook.

Wonderful. So, tick-tock.

So, did you solve the case?

Unfortunately not.

I had a hunch,
but it didn't pan out.

But I did have
another thought,

that maybe our suspect
is not a Voyeur.

Maybe they're a filmmaker.

Whoever made that video
in the woods had to know
what they were doing,

and they even hired actors.

Plus, the fact that
it's all on videotape,

that's the hallmark
of a cinephile.

Let's start at
the Bijou theater.

Yeah. There's also
Paramecium Records
and Blue Velvet Video.

Okay, that was seriously
one of the best videos
we've made yet.

Good work.
Especially you, Reggie.

You have a great laugh.

Nice and deep.

Keep this up and, uh,
we're all gonna make
a lot of money.

[Reggie] We should go
into business on our own,

and ditch this Terry dude.
We don't need him.

This is Terry's operation,
Reggie.

If we act
as our own distributor,

we don't have
to cut anyone in

on our hard-earned bank.

We'll make our own website
and put it behind a pay wall.

You know, it's not
a bad idea, Kevin.

Look, all you have to do
is let Terry down easy.

I'll take care of the rest.
Getting the equipment,

recruiting us
some new talent.

This is gonna pay
for our community college
education, boys.

[doorbell rings]

I can't believe places
like this still exist.

Yeah. Open 24 hours, too.

-[door closes]
-[man] Can I help you,
gentlemen?

Yes, actually.
This is quite the retro vibe
you got going on.

-FBI. Can we ask you
a couple of questions?
-Sure can.

We're assuming you know
about the videotapes being
delivered around town?

-Sure do.
-Have you heard anything
about them?

Any of your customers
acting suspicious?

They all act suspicious.

Can we check all your records?
Who's rented what?

Happy to oblige.

[man clears throat]

That's old school.
I like it.

Each customer gets a page.

The first column is the date
when they checked out
a tape.

Second column is the date
they returned it.

[Charles] Who is E. Muggs?

Looks like they rented
Friday the 13th16 times.

Oh, that's Ethel Muggs.
She's one of my regulars.

Well, heck, you may know her.
Goes to Riverdale High.

She's a senior,
I believe.

Things aren't looking good
for your pal, Ethel Muggs.

I admit that renting
Friday the 13th
over ten times is excessive,

but it's not
a sign of guilt.

I mean, I've seen Eraserhead
more times than I can count,

it doesn't mean
I'm the man in the planet.

She has a predilection
for horror films.

She dropped off a videotape
at the station.

You said yourself
that she was obsessed
with you, Jughead.

[chuckles] In my book,
that makes her
a prime suspect.

Charles, I'm telling you,
it finally seems like
Ethel is in a good place.

And there's more
than 100 tapes.

I don't think she has
the bandwidth or even
the equipment

for that kind of operation.

Let's just move on.

[phone vibrating]

Cheryl.

[Cheryl over phone] You need
to get to the Maple Club
right the hell now!

Oh, my God. What the hell
happened in here?

We were invaded

by those mountain men
you insisted on provoking.

-Who, the Malloys?
-[Penelope] Yes.

I was sleeping
in my secret room
behind the office,

and heard the door
being kicked in.

It's only by the grace of God
they didn't find and molest
my mumzie.

Miss Blossom, I am so sorry
this happened to you.

I swear, I am going
to murder my father.

[Hiram] You were out
early, mija.

No. I was out late.

All night.

Cleaning up the Maple Club
after you sent those hillbilly
Malloys to trash it.

What? I did no such thing.

I would never do business
with the Malloys.

They're ruthless competitors.
They're dangerous.

Did Jinx's boys threaten you?

-If he threatened you--
-No, no. If you didn't
start this,

then it's none
of your concern, okay?

Do not underestimate
the Malloys.

I've tangled with them.

Let me help you
deal with this.

Okay? I'll settle whatever
dispute you have with them.

Absolutely not, Daddy.

This is my business, my war,

and I'm gonna win it
on my terms.

Besides, if the Malloys
are as dangerous
as you're insinuating,

you may not be strong enough
to go up against them.

[guitar playing]

[imperceptible]

[Betty] "Dear Diary,
today was the best day ever.

Archie asked if I wanted
to come over and listen
to records.

I said yes, of course."

♪ We used to laugh
With style ♪

[Betty] "Turns out the records
were his dad's, but they were
still pretty cool."

[knock on door]

Archie, what are you
doing here?

Kev told me that
Honey's making you
do the yearbook.

-I wanna help you.
-No.

Arch, you're not helping me
with the yearbook,

and that's not why
you're here.

Okay, you're right.
Honestly, I can't stop
thinking about you, Betty.

I've tried,
but it's impossible.

Archie, we can't do this.

Not here.

Wait, "not here"?

-So that means you--
-I can't stop thinking
about you either.

-So maybe...
-We meet tonight.

-At the bunker, maybe.
-No. Not... Not...
Not tonight.

Tomorrow night.

So we have time to think
about this.

And make sure
it's what we really want.

Tomorrow night.

That actually gives me
a little time to do something.
Finish something.

[softly] Okay.

[school bell rings]

Hi, Miss Bell.
Now, as a senior, I should
probably know this,

but does this school
have an AV Club?

We do, Mr. Jones.

Can anyone get access
to the equipment?

I mean, I assume they have
like video cameras and VCRs.

Oh, yes,
but only AV Club members
are allowed to use it.

Is Ethel Muggs a member
of the AV Club?

She's the president.

How funny.
You're the second person
to ask me that today.

The first was a handsome
FBI agent.

Where is he now?

I believe I saw him
leaving with Ethel.

[dramatic music plays]

[Kevin] Thanks for meeting
with me, Terry.

Look, I appreciate
all the opportunities
you've given me.

But I think it's time
that I stop making videos
with you.

Why? You're in your prime.

I just...

I'm stressed that somehow
my dad is gonna find out.

And with graduation
and college coming up,
I just, I want to be done.

That's all.

Okay, Kev.

Okay, I understand.

But if you change your mind,

you know where to find me.

[exhales]

So like we'd be tickling
each other?

-Exactly.
-I don't know, dude.

Sounds kind of weird.

It's not, believe me.

And, fellas, we are talking
some serious money here.

Maybe if it was
like... co-ed,

we could be down.

I think
that could be arranged.

[Toni] No freakin' way.

I'm not letting
your mangy Bulldogs
paw my girlfriend's Vixens,

while she's dealing
with a maple crisis.

-She would kill me.
-Fine.

If you want to laugh
in the face of cold,
hard cash, be my guest.

[Toni] Hold on
a second, Reggie.

I have a counter proposal.

How about the Vixens tickle
the Bulldogs exclusively?

And that way,
the girls will be in charge.

Like it should be.

[boy] All right!

It is time to choose
our first contestant.

[all cheering]

Our first lucky Bulldog
on defense is...

Jimmy.

[all cheering]

Okay, and the first Vixen

doing the tickling is...

Audrey.

[all cheering and whooping]

Okay.

Let the tickle games begin.

[cheering and applause]

Audrey, Jimmy, follow me
to the tickle suite, please.

Hunter Malloy.

You threatening my daughter,

-you hillbilly scum?
-[groans]

Who? [panting]

You mean that sweet
rum-runner girl?

I mean, we tried
talking to her.

But what can I say?

-Some tramps need more
of a hands-on approach.
-Yeah?

[thud]

[groans] Okay, man.
I'm sorry.

-Face the wall.
-I'm just kidd--

-Hey, hey, hey.
-[gun cocking]

Don't do it,
please don't do it.

You're Hiram Lodge, right?
I know all about you.

Please. We won't
mess with you again.

We'll leave
your daughter alone.

We won't disrespect you again,
man, please.

Please.

Thank you. Thank you.

You and your entire clan,
you stay away from
my daughter and her friends.

-Are we clear?
-Yes, sir.

[Hiram groans]

[grunting]

[Jughead] Where the hell
have you been?

Where's Ethel?

At home, with her parents.

I told you that
she's not our Voyeur.

[scoffs]

What is this?

We searched Ethel's house
and we found it.

Watch it.

Then we can talk about
whether or not you still
believe Ethel's innocent.

Mom? Dad?

Daddy?

Oh, my God!

[groans]

[grunts]

What happened, Daddy?

What did you do?

I was weak, mija.

I had one of the Malloy boys
in my sights.

I could have taken him out,
but I showed mercy.

A weakness of will that
I quickly came to regret.

Daddy, it's okay.

I'm always here for you.

[Betty]
"Dear Diary, I hate, hate,
hate Cheryl Blossom.

She made Archie kiss her
at school today.

She said it's because
they both have red hair,

which makes
absolutely no sense."

[Cheryl]
Lost in reverie, Cousin?

Hey, Cheryl, did you come
to drop off your
yearbook photos?

Yes, and about that,
I'll be needing two pages.

Uh, it's one page per senior.

Yes, and for average humans
that would suffice.

But I'd like to pay tribute
to Jay-Jay.

Okay, fine, whatever.

What's wrong, Cousin?

Trip down memory lane
gotten you blue?

Cheryl, give it back.

My goodness.

I had no idea how much
you hated me back in the day.

[chuckles] And all because
I snuck a kiss with--

Wait.

I was right, wasn't I?

When I said you and Archie
we're doing more than
just pretending to date

-when Jughead was dead?
-No.

That was obviously pretend.

-But have you...
-No!

No, we haven't.

I think a part of me
has been in love with Archie
for ten years, Cheryl.

False.

You've been in love
with the idea of Archie.

The idea
of the perfect romance.

But... that wasn't real.

That was fantasy.

But in this town
of nightmares,

you and Jughead
found each other.

That's real.

That's maybe even,
dare I say, "endgame"?

Who knows?

People stray, it happens.

The trick is... stop straying
before anyone gets hurt.

Or even better,
stop before you even start.

[doorbell rings]

What the hell?

You've been
a naughty boy, Kevin.

-Terry.
-You lied to me.

You weren't getting out
of the tickle business,

you were setting up
your own shop.

We don't want
to make trouble.

Mmm. You already did.

-So...
-[Kevin grunts]

Here's how you're going
to fix this.

You and your buddies...

will give us 40%
of your profits.

I'll have to talk
to my partners.

[knuckles cracking]

[groans, grunts]

Forty percent.

Or you'll never tickle anyone
ever again.

[grunts] Okay, okay.
Terry, I get it. Jeez.

[breathes heavily]

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, Ethel, got a minute?

This is a sex tape
of me and my girlfriend,

filmed without our consent
at Stonewall Prep.

And Charles found it
while searching your house.

I stood up for you, Ethel.
I believed you, and you had
this tape the whole time?

-Where did you even get this?
From Bret?
-No.

There's a place in the back
of the Blue Velvet Video Store.

A secret place.
It's called the Scarlet Suite.

Uh-huh. And what's in this
Scarlet Suite?

Tapes. Rougher ones.
Weirder ones. Homemade.

Like the Voyeur tapes?

And darker stuff.
Like... sex tapes.

Maybe even snuff films,
I heard.

And that's where this was?

The video was called
Ponytail Playmate.

I thought it sounded fun.

But the second I saw
what it was, I swear,
I turned it off.

And I kept it because
I didn't want anyone else
to get their hands on it.

Please, you have
to believe me.

Go to the Scarlet Suite,
Jughead.

You'll find
what you're looking for.

[Kevin]
Shut everything down ASAP.

We can't. Our videos
are already uploaded.

We're a hit, bro.
A big, fat, stinking hit.

Then we need
to give Terry a cut.

-[Reggie] No.
-No, just a taste.

No way.
This is our thing, not his.

And I know
how to handle Terry.

All I need you to do is set up
a meeting with him
at the Five Seasons.

I got your back, bro.
Trust me.

[exhales]

[David]
How can I help you, fellas?

Keep out of our way,
we have a warrant
to search the store.

Uh...

[Jughead] What?

What is it, Jughead?

Only 18 and over
allowed back here.

Where the hell
did you get this?

People come in
selling and trading
all kinds of tapes.

It's a video
of Clifford Blossom shooting
his son Jason Blossom.

It's an actual snuff film.

[Terry scoffs]

This is making
a lot more sense now.

You boys better have
my 40%.

[whistles]

You know, if you'd asked
for 10%, maybe.

But you got greedy,
so, here are our terms.

You get zilch.

And if any of your goons
so much as touch a hair
on my boy Kevin's head,

me and the 'dogs
will break a lot more
than your fingers.

You boys just made
a big mistake.

[Cheryl] I'm so sorry
about your Dad,

but I got into this business
for fun, to do something
fun with you.

And it was, for a while.

But some families
have rum in their veins,

and other families
have maple syrup.

And some blood types
simply are incompatible.

In other words, partner,
I want out,
effective immediately.

Okay.

[bell ringing]

You asked to see us,
Mr. Honey?

I did.

Earlier, I received
a troubling phone call,

alerting me of a clandestine
online "tickling ring,"

apparently
being operated by students
from Riverdale High.

You care to comment on this?

Was this some Terry guy
who called you?

It doesn't matter who it was,
Mr. Mantle, is it true?

You know what, Mr. Honey,

yeah, we did produce
the videos.

And there is nothing
wrong with it,
because it's just tickling.

And what we did
doesn't break any laws.

Yeah, and we were all
wearing clothes.

Yes, you were, Mr. Mantle.
In fact, some of you
were wearing

Bulldog jerseys
and Vixen practice uniforms,

putting you in violation
of at least a dozen legal
and copyright laws.

Not to mention,
under my direct jurisdiction.

Which means,
I want your degenerate
website taken down

immediately before it tarnishes
the reputation of this school.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, sir.

Good.

Now, get out of my sight.

[Archie] I wanted to share
something with you.

-[sighs]
-What is it?

It's a song I wrote for you.

♪ The snow morning
When everything changes ♪

♪ You let down
Your guard and I ♪

♪ Saw something strange
I thought ♪

♪ She's not made
For this world ♪

♪ And neither am I

♪ 'Cause you make me--

Stop.

What? What is it?
You don't like it?

No, this... It's...
It's us.

I love Jughead.

And you love Veronica,
don't you?

But then,
what has this all been about?

I don't know.

I don't know.
Maybe it's because
everything's changing...

in the next few weeks.

And you and I feel safe
with each other,
we always have.

I don't know.

And I do not want to hurt
or lose Jughead.

I don't want to lose
or hurt Veronica either. I...

So whatever this is,
or it was...

[sighs] It's just over.

[guitar strumming]

[Mary] I love that song,
Archie.

Sounds like you wrote it
for someone special.

Has Veronica heard it yet?

Uh, no, not yet.
It's a surprise.

Well, she's going to love it.

Hey, Mom,
if it's not too late...

I'm ready to get serious
about the Naval Academy.

That's wonderful news, Archie.

And, uh, I know
I've been kinda flaky lately,

but I'm all in now.
I promise.

I think it's time
for a completely fresh start.

Well, I will call Brooke
and tell her the good news.

[Alice] Elizabeth,
what are you doing, honey?

Exorcising my demons.

Oh. But these
are your diaries.

These are your childhood
memories, honey.
They're precious.

And that's all they are, Mom.

Memories.

[sighs]
Why don't we save this one?

It's okay to keep one,
if you want.

Yeah. Right, one is fine.

Thank you.

[Fogarty] So, what's next?

Graduation. Carnegie Mellon.

So, I got into
the University of Pittsburgh.

You did?

You wanna go there? Why?

Because they gave me
a scholarship.

And because it's close
to Carnegie Mellon.

[chuckles]

I wonder what it would be like
for us to date somewhere
that's not in Riverdale.

I've been... I've been
wondering that, too.

And... [sighs]
...maybe we find out.

Yeah, maybe we do.

Mmm... So...

Do you think Reggie
was right that it was Terry
that called Mr. Honey?

Probably.

I mean, how else would
Mr. Honey find out about
a clandestine tickling ring?

[scoffs]

Sorry, Holden.
The Scarlet Suite's
closed until further notice.

-What happened?
-The FBI raided me.

All my contraband's
been confiscated.

I was just released myself.

I'm sorry
to hear that, David.

Well...

It's probably for the best.

I must admit,
I'm surprised.

I know it's been a while
since I last came to you
asking for money,

but... this will allow me
to buy Cheryl out
of the maple rum business.

You refused my help
numerous times, as I recall.

Yes. But the reasons
I didn't want to get
into business

with you
were your immoral ways.

What happened when you spared
that Malloy troll...

you said it revealed
that you were weak.

But I think
it did the exact opposite.

It took strength for you
to not go back
to your old habits,

and I'm proud of you for it.

I shouldn't have gone
after one of your sons, Jinx.

Was out of line.

Hiram Lodge,
you outta know by now,

you never turn your back
on a Malloy.

Lesson learned.

It showed me
that you have finally,

truly, turned over
a new leaf.

I have, mija.

And, might I add,
it's a pleasure doing business
with you again.

It was actually called
Ponytail Playmate?

Yeah.

Just when we thought
Bret Weston Wallis couldn't be
any more of a creep, huh?

[phone vibrates]

Cheryl's calling me.

Hello?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Cheryl just
got sent another tape.
She wants me to come over.

-Oh, wow.
-Oh.

-I know you swore off
mysteries, but--
-No.

-I'm in.
-Well, well.

Dream team
back together again?

It was sitting on my doormat
when we got home.

We thought it was gonna be
like the other tapes at first.

[gun cocks]

[gunshot]

[exhales]

Why me?

Why are they coming after me?

It's not just you, Cheryl.

I got one, too.

I have a feeling
we're only the first.