All language subtitles for Riverdale 5x01 - Chapter Seventy-Seven Climax (English)

Previously on Riverdale...

I just have to ask.

When you were pretending
to be with Betty...

you didn't feel anything, did you?

I can't stop thinking about you, Betty.

I've tried, but it's impossible.

I wanted to share something with you.

It's a song I wrote for you.

Stop. Whatever this is, it's just over.

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

He's dying, Archie.

And I don't know what to do.

What is this?

Footage of our houses being
watched from across the street,

for hours upon hours.

Maybe it's just a prank.

This is clearly an escalation.

It's a warning or a
promise of violence to come.

This was on our doorstep.

Maybe it's another copycat?

I've seen this place before.

Oh, my God.

Are they stabbing Mr. Honey?

Hey, did you reach out to Mr. Honey?

We did, he's fine. No
one's tried to kill him.

Well, for now, at least.

In the meantime, you mind
breaking this down for me?

Well, it's the Auteur again.

Seems like they've moved
on from recreating a killing

to re-enacting a metaphoric murder.

Us and our friends
getting Mr. Honey fired.

And there is one other thing.

I wrote a story Killing Mr. Honey,

within which was a fictionalized
version of this cabin.

I don't think that's a coincidence.

All right, uh, who else
knew about that story?

- Just us.
- Yeah.

Me and Betty.

I mean, unless I'm
being watched or hacked.

This is interesting.

It's four ticket stubs.

From, like, the movie theater?

Admission to watch the tapes?

Stubs have the letters
"B" and "V" on them.

The hell? Like Betty and Veronica?

No, Blue Velvet.

Like Blue Velvet Video?

As in the one place that all
roads keep coming back to,

that video store and
that crypt-keeper, David.

If he's not the Auteur, he's
connected to the Auteur somehow,

- or at least he's a fan.
- We'll bring him in.

I'll call you in the
morning. Get some rest.

Okay, good night.

Early morning run, Archiekins?

I got my physical for the
Naval Academy this week.

Well, I find it hard to believe

they wouldn't be impressed
by my teenage Thor.

You could always serve
your country in the USO.

- What are you talking about?
- Oh, nothing.

This new song you've written.

- Oh.
- Mmm-hmm.

That is nothing. Just
something I'm kicking around.

Play it for me.

No, Ronnie, I stink
and so does this song.

Trust me.

Okay.

I do like the idea of you
getting back into music, though.

Right now, my focus is on
impressing the Commandant.

And you will.

Because I'll be there
to make sure of it.

It's Daddy.

- He wants me home for breakfast.
- That's too bad...

'cause I was gonna ask you if you
wanted to join me in the shower.

Hey, there you are. Come, sit, join us.

I have news.

Please don't tell me you
and Mom are chaperoning prom?

We are, but no.

My news is that according to my doctor,

my core strength is building back up.

In fact, my grip is almost as
strong as it was pre-diagnosis.

- What are you saying, Daddy?
- I'm beating it.

I'm beating this damn disease.

Honey, that's incredible.

It is, assuming it's true.

Forgive me if I call your doctor

to confirm that this isn't
another one of your stories?

Fine.

Does he know why you're bouncing back?

I've been trying this new workout
regimen that seems to be helping.

Thank you, Doctor. TTFN.

Well, it seems to be true.

Well, this calls for celebration.

Cheers.

Salud.

Huh. He's not talking.

Unless you count movie quotes.

Well, what did he have to say about

his store's initials
on those ticket stubs?

- He's never seen them before in his life.
- Right.

You know, I don't know if this creep

is responsible for making the videos,

but I can't shake the feeling that
somehow he is profiting off them.

Same.

Where's your partner-in-crime?

She's following up on another lead.

What exactly are you
accusing me of, young lady?

I'm not accusing. I'm asking.

If I made a videotape of you and your

classmates murdering poor Mr. Honey?

Things haven't changed much, I see.

- Mr. Weatherbee, you're back?
- Indeed.

Just in time for senior
prom and graduation.

How... How are you?

I told Edgar I wasn't
the mole. He cut it off.

I make it through most nights
without waking up screaming.

Two businesses? Another
besides this community center?

Yes, Commandant. Archie is also
the owner of Andrews Construction,

a business he inherited
after his father's passing.

Well, I have to say, I am truly
impressed by you, Mr. Andrews.

Thank you, sir.

However, when it seemed like you were

no longer interested in the Academy,

I started looking at other
candidates to appoint.

Is there someone else
you're considering, sir?

Yes, a young man from Queens,

who's been training
rigorously for the Academy.

He's also a boxer like I was.

And, as you know, we have a proud
boxing tradition in the Navy.

I'm looking for a champion.

Crazy idea,

if you're considering
Archie and someone else,

how about deciding it
with an exhibition bout?

Right here at the El Royale.

You know, I do feel that Archie and this

young man are otherwise evenly matched.

Okay. I'll have my office
reach out to K.O. Kelly,

to see how quickly he can
hop a train to Riverdale.

Wait a minute. K.O. Kelly
is your other candidate?

Yes. Why? You know him?

Um, yes.

He's only dating one
of my BFFs, Katy Keene.

Well, Ms. Bell was a bust.

Yeah, well, Charles
didn't have much luck

with the video store's owner, either.

You know, I do have an idea
of someone we could talk to

who might be able to
give us dirt on David.

The only caveat being
he's tried to kill me.

Our momentous best day
is almost upon us, T.T.

Can I ask, why do you want
to be prom queen so badly?

Want, T.T.?

Does Elizabeth want to
be the Queen of England?

A better question is why
don't you wanna be prom queen?

Listen, if it's important to you,

it's important to me.

But the only royalty I care
about is being Serpent Queen,

which I will be, again. You'll see.

Hey, Cheryl, Toni. Is this where
I sign up to run for prom person?

Oh, no, Kev, I don't
think you wanna do that.

Yeah, no, I don't, actually, but Fangs
has always wanted to be prom king,

- so here we are.
- Well.

I hate to rain on Fangs' parade,

but Toni and I are
campaigning to be co-queens,

and it has been my destiny to
wear that prom crown since birth.

I have spent my entire life
fantasizing about being prom queen,

and a part of that fantasy
is that I exist in a world

where everyone wants me to be prom queen

and certainly not themselves.

Does that make sense?

Yeah. Yeah.

Thank you, Kevin. As my
friend, I knew you'd understand.

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Whatever happens with your fight,

I've booked us the presidential
suite at the Five Seasons

for our apres-prom rendezvous.

It'll be just you, me,

a bathtub full of rose petals and...

K.O. Kelly!

- Ronnie.
- Hi.

Hey.

Welcome to Riverdale.

K.O., this is Archie Andrews.

- Archie, this is K.O. Kelly.
- Ah...

So, you're my competition.

No offense, but are we even
in the same weight class?

I'm bigger than I look, bro.

Boys, boys! Save the
sparring for the ring.

I promised Katy I'd show
K.O. a good time tonight.

Yeah, I'm down. But first, Ronnie,

do you know where I can drop my stuff?

As a matter of fact, I do.

Archie has graciously agreed to have

you stay with him and train at his gym.

- I'm heading there now if you need a ride.
- All right.

Play nice, boys.

Well, well, well. Never
thought I'd see you two again.

What brings you around these parts?

Look, Bret, we know you sold your
sex tapes to Blue Velvet Video.

Now, the owner, David, keeps coming
up in an ongoing investigation

that we're conducting,
but he's not talking to us.

We need a way in. We need leverage.

Yeah. I know David.

But if he's not talking, why should I?

See, I happen to have a
friend in there with you.

His name is War Baby. Mmm-hmm.

Do you know who he
hates more than anyone?

Preppies.

What's the investigation?

Someone is making videos
of us and our friends

doing disturbing, violent things.

We think this David person
is connected to them.

Did he ever mention or host any
screenings with the videos in stock?

Some of David's customers
prefer... shared experiences.

Underground, immersive

red-band screenings.

If we wanted to attend
one of these screenings,

what would we need to do?

You'd have to be on the list.

Or you'd have to prove to David

that you're the real deal.

Bring him a tape.

Something to make him sit up

and take notice,

like, say, a snuff film.

Holy moly! That guy's
gotta have 50 pounds on you.

Yeah, no joke.

What am I gonna do, Mr. Keller?

He's gonna cream me tomorrow night.

Well, honestly, Archie,

I think a little psychological
warfare might be your best bet.

You're smaller than he is,

but I'm willing to bet you're stronger.

Let's go show 'em.

- You got a mean left hook on you, K.O.
- Thanks.

Been punching bag since I was a baby.

Look, I promised Ronnie no
betting on our actual match,

but how about you and me
make a little side bet?

That, pound for pound,
I'm stronger than you are.

Unless you're too scared.

Twenty... 21...

27... 28... 29...

91... 92... 93...

122... 123... 124...

129... 130...

131...

Okay, I'll admit it.
You got more endurance.

But when it comes to brute
power, we'll see who's stronger.

The Heavyweight
Heartbreaker or the Red Hope.

Yeah, we will.

And tomorrow your ass is grass.

But, tonight, Ronnie wants
us to show you a good time

so we're going to her speakeasy.

Her what?

Okay, I know this is Riverdale,

but where do we get a snuff film

in which someone gets
murdered on screen?

But those are just
urban legends, I thought.

Well, not according
to Nicolas Cage movies.

- Maybe we can make one.
- A snuff film?

Well, a facsimile of one.

It just has to be convincing enough

for David to let his guard down.

We could even borrow the
equipment from the AV club.

And Jellybean probably still has that

fake blood left over from Halloween.

Who's our murderer? Who's our victim?

We just need a brute and a scream queen.

No, I won't help you.

No, no, Cheryl, it's
not an actual snuff film.

It's an act. It's a way to
get closer to the Auteur,

the person who's been creating
those re-enactment videos,

including the one with
Jason and your father.

I do want to expose that defiler.

What's this movie about anyway?

Uh, it's a classic
tale, one as old as time.

Girl meets a boy, boy
promises to make girl a star,

and then the boy kills the girl.

Charming.

Okay, but I'll need a wig.

I don't want anyone to recognize
me by my signature red mane.

Okay.

Well, how do I look?

Oh, my God, you look incredible.

What about me?

Terrifying, Reg.

- What happens next, Mr. De Palma?
- Yes.

Now, Reggie is going to kill you

in the most brutally
exploitative way imaginable,

and I am going to film
the hell out of it.

Is everyone having a good time tonight?

Excellent.

In honor of my friend K.O.'s visit,

I thought I'd share a
little tune for you tonight.

It was written by someone
very special to me.

This one's for you, Archiekins.

? There's no warning ?
? When everything changes ?

? You let down your guard ?
? And I saw something strange ?

? I thought he's not made ?
? For this world ?

? And neither am I ?

? 'Cause you make me ?

? Wanna be stronger than I am ?

? And maybe I'm reaching ?
? This place in a feeling ?

? There's no way to know ?
? But to try ?

? So give me tonight ?

? Tonight ?

All right now, it's straight
to bed, my burly boys.

You've got a big day tomorrow.

K.O., please tell Katy that I'm
sorry she's not gonna be here

when my boyfriend
beats up her boyfriend.

I'll let her know.

Good night.

Good night.

Wait.

Yeah?

I love you.

I love you, too.

I have a proposal I'd
like to share with you.

I'd like us to host a
din-din before the dance.

I'm down. Who should we invite?

Mmm, the Vixens,

- Kevin, Fangs...
- I was thinking our families.

Specifically yours, my love.

Cheryl, even though I'm
out to my grandparents

and I'm their favorite grandchild,

I don't think they can handle
some big gay prom dinner party.

Well...

what happens when I
meet them at graduation?

Do I just pretend like
you're not my girlfriend?

Honestly, that's probably a good idea.

T.T., you can't be serious.

I know it's crazy and backwards,

but that's my reality, babe.

Hey, I'm curious, Archie.

What made you seek
out the Naval Academy?

Well, all my friends applied to college.

I kind of missed the boat on that.

And I got a second chance
with the Commandant.

The Academy, it feels like it
could be a good place to start over.

Completely.

Well...

not completely.

You and Ronnie are in
it to win it, Katy says.

I don't know, bro, sometimes I worry

that I'm holding her back, you know?

I feel you.

But that is for the ladies to decide,

not lugs like us.

We lucked out.

Good night, bro.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey, Kev.

We have a favor to ask.

We are trying to sell a snuff
film to this video store,

but I can't go in there because
the owner's gonna recognize me

from the time I raided
the place with the FBI.

But I don't want Betty
to go in alone, so...

- You had me at snuff film.
- Thank you, Kev.

We just have to stop by my house.

I need to grab a backup, just in case.

Cool.

I need to talk to you
about something, Nana,

and I'm really hoping that
you'll keep an open mind.

I think I know what this is about.

Your girlfriend stopped
by for a visit, Antoinette.

My girlfriend did? What?

When were you gonna tell me
that you were dating a Blossom?

Nana, it's not what you think.

Cheryl isn't what you think.

That family, over the decades,
has taken everything from us.

- And from our people.
- That's ancient history.

And I promise you Cheryl
is nothing like her family.

If that's true, then why have you
kept her hidden like a dirty secret?

It's because you know it's wrong.

No, it's because I knew this
would be your irrational reaction.

About this? Yes.

I will not allow you to date a Blossom.

You look familiar to me.

Both of you do. You come in here before?

- Nope, never, shockingly.
- Mmm-mmm.

A classmate of mine from prep
school said that you buy videos.

Underground videos.

My friend and I saw this
video at a party last weekend.

And we boosted it. It's of a
girl getting killed for real.

A snuff film.

Let me take a look.

Sorry, kids, you were conned.

Or you're trying to con me.

But this snuff is a fake.

We were worried that this
tape might not be authentic,

so I brought a backup

that I know for a fact is the real deal.

I'm making this movie so we never forget

what your daddy sacrificed for us.

You do love your daddy,
don't you, Harold?

- Yes, Mommy.
- What is this?

And you want your daddy
to keep living with us?

The birth of a serial killer.

Yes, Mom.

The Black Hood as a little boy.

Is that really him?

- The Black Hood?
- Yeah.

That's my dad.

This is insane.

Could I screen this at a little
film festival/rave I'm organizing?

Yeah, as long as we're
invited to the screening.

...because we don't want Daddy
to be taken away from us, do we?

- No.
- But you,

you will do better. You must do better.

That a boy. Go get him, Arch.

Welcome to the Film Society, girlie.

We got your daddy's
movie playing in Room 317.

Welcome to the Film Society.

My dad's playing in
Room 317, apparently.

Awesome.

So, what exactly are we
supposed to be looking for here?

To see if any of the
Auteur's movies are playing

or if any of these
people are fans of his.

Let me just get a lay of the land first.

Can you do that, Harold? Convince him?

You're a good boy, Harold.

Your father made a mistake.
But you, you will do better.

You must do better.

- Betty.
- Yeah.

These are all the Auteur's films.

Well, then he's gotta be in here.

Do you know who the director of this is?

Do you know who the director of this...

Are you the director?

- Hey!
- Oh, I'm actually such a big fan.

- If I'm lucky, I'll get an autograph.
- Who is that?

Ponytail Playmate. You're
even hotter in person.

Whoa, whoa, hey!

Jug, we're leaving, we're
leaving, we're leaving.

Go, go, go.

Here.

Give me two big breaths.

Jug, look.

Oh, that's him. That's gotta be him.

Come on, Arch!

- Jellybean?
- Jughead?

Betty, go. Let me stay with
Jellybean. Go, after him!

- What are you doing here?
- No, what are you doing here?

My friends and I heard
there was a party.

Am I in trouble?

No, no, you're not in
trouble. Come on, let's go.

Stop, stop, stop!

Fight's over.

Ladies and gentlemen, the
first judge has scored the fight

in favor of K.O. Kelly.

Our second judge has scored
the fight for Archie Andrews.

And our third judge, the Commandant,

has scored the fight in favor

of K.O. Kelly, your winner tonight.

You're a hell of a fighter, Archie.

I'll tell you what, why
don't we stay in touch,

and, come fall, you
reapply to the Academy,

we'll see if we can't make
it happen for you then.

No, thanks, I'm good.

Archie, don't be disrespectful.

Your blood's still
boiling. I understand, son.

I'm not your son.

And I'm not applying
to your school again.

Cheryl, what the hell did you do?

What the hell, indeed, Toni.

I thought you didn't
want me to meet your nana

because I'm a lesbian.

But, surprise! It's me and my family

she hates with a fiery vengeance.

Cheryl, you have to admit that your
ancestors were horrible to mine.

And now, my nana is begging
me not to go to prom with you.

She says that it would
dishonor our family.

Look, I'm truly, truly sorry
I went to see your nana.

But I really hope we're still
going to prom together, T.T.

I hope that when I'm posing for
pictures in my amazing dress,

that you're there with me,
looking equally undeniable.

How did you even know
where to go, Jellybean?

My friend, Lauren, from soccer.

Her older brother heard about a rave.

- From who?
- I don't know. He's on some email list.

Jug, I swear, I've never
been to a rave before.

Will you just promise
me you're not gonna go

to any more X-rated raves from now on?

Especially if I end up
in the University of Iowa.

- Okay?
- Yes.

- You promise me?
- I promise.

Archie.

I'm sorry about the fight.

I wish I hadn't suggested it.

And I know this sucks right now,

but the Naval Academy
wasn't your only option.

Yeah, it kinda was, Ronnie.

Hey, listen.

Do you wanna blow off prom?

We could do something.

Anything you want. Just the two of us.

No, this will be the last
dance we have with our friends.

Can't miss it.

Are you sure, Archie?

I'm in.

I still wanna take a
picture of you, dear.

You look like an angel.

Thank you, Nana.

Perhaps your camera will capture
the sublime tragedy of my life.

- Okay.
- Don't start crying yet, Cheryl.

Toni, you came.

Was there ever any doubt?

Ready?

Oh, that's nice.

Looking sharp, Archie.

Thank you, sir.

You know, uh, Veronica told
me about the Naval Academy.

- Unlucky break.
- It wasn't meant to be.

Well, look, um...

if you decide to stay
in Riverdale, Archie,

it just so happens I'm
in need of a deputy mayor

to oversee community outreach.

I think you'd be perfect for it.

Well, Archiekins, what do you think?

Am I dazzling?

Wow.

Okay, you two, snuggle up for a picture.

This is a memory you're
going to treasure forever.

Smile and say, "Endgame."

Three, two, one...

Damn, boy, you're handsome.

Like father, like son.

Oh, my gosh. Betty.

Betty Cooper, you take my breath away.

Jughead Jones, the feeling's mutual.

Okay, guys, picture time.

Smile.

? Kiss me ?
? Out of the bearded barley ?

? Nightly ?
? Beside the green, green grass ?

? Swing, swing ?
? Swing the spinning step ?

? You wear those shoes ?
? And I will wear that dress ?

? Oh, kiss me ?
? Beneath the milky twilight ?

? Everybody one ?

? Everybody two ?

? Everybody free ?

? Everybody wants to live ?
? Like they wanna live ?

? And everybody wants to love ?
? Like they wanna love ?

? And everybody wants to be ?
? Closer to free ?

I'd like to propose a toast...

to surviving this crazy town

and making it a night
that we'll never forget.

Cheers!

? Has our conscience shown? ?

Happy prom night, lover.

Did you and Daddy have a nice chat?

Did you know he was gonna
ask me to be his deputy mayor?

He might've mentioned it.

But did he tell you about my big idea?

No.

I'm going to defer Barnard for a year

so you and I can work
together, side by side.

Ronnie...

No, I... I don't think
that's a good idea.

I couldn't live with myself if I
knew I was holding you back that way.

But you're not.

I'm choosing to be with
you. This is my decision.

I'd be dragging you
down. I don't want that.

I'd rather lose one meaningless year

than be out of sync
with you, maybe forever.

Ronnie, I wrote that song for Betty.

Come again?

The song that you found
and sang at the speakeasy.

It was for Betty.

I don't understand.

- Did you guys...
- We kissed.

Once, during Hedwig,

but that's it, and we didn't
wanna hurt you and Jughead.

Well, the votes have been tallied
and double-checked by Ms. Bell.

It is now my honor to announce
this year's prom king and queen.

Actually, make that prom queens.

Congratulations to Miss Cheryl Blossom

and Miss Antoinette Topaz.

Your new prom queens, let's hear it!

Mr. Weatherbee, fellow classmates,

tonight, Toni and I are being named

Riverdale High's first
openly gay royal couple.

However, no queenship is
complete without their court.

So would my dear cousin
Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones,

Veronica Lodge and Archie Andrews,

please join us for the
traditional promenade court dance.

? I wanna hold ?
? The hand inside you ?

? I wanna do... ?

What the hell's going on?

If this is another
Reggie Mantle prank, I...

? Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya ?
? Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-yeah ?

? We are vain and we... ?

I don't think this is Reggie.

? I hate people ?
? When they're not polite ?

? Psycho killer ?
? Qu'est-ce que c'est? ?

? Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa ?
? Far better ?

? Run, run, run ?
? Run, run, run, run away ?

? Psycho killer ?
? Qu'est-ce que c'est? ?

? Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa ?
? Far better ?

? Run, run, run, run... ?

Stab him! Stab him!

Did they just kill that
guy from Blue Velvet Video?

Yeah, come on. Let's go.

What the hell just happened?

Well, we didn't get to
finish our ceremonial dance,

but we did win our crowns.

Come, fair T.T., our carriage is waiting

to whisk us back to Thistlehouse.

What's wrong, my sugarplum?

I can't go home with you, Cheryl.

Because of your nana.

But I don't understand.
I thought you picked me.

For tonight, I did.

My nana said that if I
didn't get home by midnight,

that she would never speak to me again.

I hope you can understand.

Of course, Toni.

Family is the most important thing.

Go and be with your nana.

And thank you for tonight.

Despite those moments of video horror,

I will treasure these memories.

Always.

Thank you, Cheryl.

I'm sure we'll be able to work it out.

- She just needs time, okay?
- Okay.

I don't wanna finish
this conversation, Archie.

But we have to.

I know.

Did Betty tell Jughead about
what happened between you two?

No.

We both swore we wouldn't.

Well, we should keep it that way.

No need to blow them up, too.

I agree.

So, what do we do now?

Clearly, our last two
weeks of high school

are going to be fraught.

And I don't want them

overshadowed by...

this.

So, after graduation,

we go our separate ways, Archie.

No big drama,

no fireworks,

I'll go to Barnard,

and you do whatever feels right to you.

Where did they go?

- Where's the creepy video store guy?
- And our doppelgangers.

Why does every one of our dances

turn into a Jamie Lee Curtis movie?

Veronica?

What's wrong?

Was it that horrible video?

No.

It's not that, Mom. Um...

Something happened
between Betty and Archie.

Oh, honey.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

It'll be okay.

There, there, my child.

It shall all be fine in the end.

- Not this time, Nana.
- Oh.

Today, I realized Toni and
I won't end up together.

Once again, I'm a victim
of this family's curse.

I can no longer outrun my fate.

I am a Blossom...

destined to be alone.

We got an APB out for David.

If he's behind the
videos and he is fleeing,

- he's not gonna get far.
- Okay, but what if he wasn't the Auteur

and he was really killed?

Well, then, the video shown at
prom was an actual snuff film.

What do we do? What can we do?

- Continue our search for David.
- Or wait for the next video to drop.

Pray that it's not the straw
that breaks the camel's back.

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