All language subtitles for Riverdale.US.S05E10.WEBRip.x264-ION10

This one's
for all you night owls

burning the candle
at both ends.

Stay hungry, my friends.

Oh, this one is one
of my all-time favorites.

-Duran Duran? Top five for me.
-Sure.

♪ Night is a wire

♪ Steam in the subway
Earth is afire ♪

♪ Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do ♪

♪ Woman, you want me
Give me a sign ♪

♪ And catch my breathing...

-Sorry. Um, I should...
I should go...
-Uh, I... I'll go.

I... I have school tomorrow,
so I gotta...

-Yeah.
-...get to those damn kids.

Totally.

I will see you later, then.

Hey, I was thinking,
since I'm in town,

might be nice to get
to know your family better.

Well, with Polly missing,

my mom is pretty much
my family, and the twins.

Um, but I wanted to tell you,

I asked Jughead Jones
to meet us at the FBI office.

He's been helping me
with the case.

Uh-huh. This is an official
FBI investigation now?

No Jugheads allowed.

Tell him.

Okay.

So what is your strategy,
moving forward?

The Lonely Highway
is 200 miles long.

How many rest stops
are along it?

How many stretches
of beaches or marsh?

How many cul de sacs--

Okay.
Yeah, yeah, I get it.

There's ground to cover,
so let's start covering it.

We already have.

I've got ten agents
on the Lonely Highway,

searching every...
every lot, field and ditch.

Okay, so shouldn't I be
canvassing with them?

No. I need
your expertise here with

something I'm surprised
you haven't brought up yet.

Your father.

Look, some of the remains
date back

to when he was still alive...

and actively killing people.

But there have been murders
since he died.

We... we should be looking
for someone
in their 50s or older.

Or you buy my theory
that it's an assortment
of killers.

-What if your dad was
one of many?

What exactly do you want me
to be doing?

Didn't your father undergo
extensive analysis

while he was
at the Sherwood Asylum?

Yeah?

Well, let's start
with reviewing those tapes.

Parent-Teacher Night
is always
a nerve-racking event,

but this one is truly
make-it-or-break-it for us.

We need to show the parents
that we can educate

and protect their kids
during these troubled times.

Archie, I'd like you
to join Kevin

in giving tours
of the school.

Good idea.

With Toni out
on bed rest for pregnancy,
we're short on tour guides.

I can do that.

Oh, Chadwick,
since you finally picked up,

does this mean you've signed
the divorce papers?

No, Veronica,

I'm your husband,
and you're my wife.

And what we went through
binds us for life.

You know that.

For God's sake, Chad,
stop wasting my time
and sign the damn papers.

Cheryl Blossom,
have you lured me out here
to seduce me?

-Hmm.

-May have, Minerva.

But it's also time to harvest
our sweet, sweet sap,

which will in turn become
this year's bounty
of maple syrup.

What is it?

I'm shooketh.

Our maple trees
have always provided.

This is your fault.

You are not meant to be happy.

The curse won't allow it.

Some maple groves
will be nothing
but a burden on us, barren.

We must pray for deliverance.

The only praying
that needs to happen
is for sanity,

which you seem to be
sorely lacking.

Ta-ta, Nana.

Samm, what's the good word?

I got great news, pal.

Pop Culture Weekly
wants to publish an excerpt
from your new book.

Wow, that's great exposure.
What are we sending them?

Uh, that's the rub.

Pop Culture Weekly
wants something more...

sensational than what
you've been writing about.

Yeah, Aliens as a metaphor
for trauma.

I'm still trying to get
underneath that.

Great. But listen,
they usually give their slot
to Stephen King.

You know, maybe you could
try channeling him instead of
Raymond Carver. Bye, Jones.

You betrayed me
at that football game.

Mr. Lodge, you're right.

It won't happen again.

You have my loyalty.

That's a lovely mea culpa,

but that football game
sparked some life

to the former town
of Riverdale.

You can feel
its broken spirit rebuilding.

Riverdale High,
which should be rubble,

is hosting
a Parent-Teacher Night.

What can I do to redeem myself?

Do you know what
palladium is, Reggie?

It's like gold, right?

Uh-huh.

Only, rare and more valuable.

I've been digging for it
behind my prison walls,

but the palladium vein
beneath it is
completely tapped,

and it's yielding
next to nothing.

Now we need to move to the vein

underneath the
Blossom maple groves.

Luckily, I have an idea

that will take care
of the prison

and help bring
about Riverdale's ruination.

What do you need me to do?

I'll handle the prison.

You get me those groves.

On it, boss.

General Taylor.

At ease, Sergeant.

I didn't want to say anything
until top brass
signed off on it.

But I nominated you
for a Silver Eagle medal
for your last mission,

for acts of bravery
under enemy fire
and overwhelming odds.

All due respect, sir,
but that...
that mission was a disaster.

I lost ten men.

So did I.

But you saved
Corporal Jackson's life,

carried him 14 miles
on your back.

Sir, I appreciate this, truly.

But accepting an honor
for that mission

just doesn't feel right to me.

I'm sorry
to hear that, Sergeant,

but you will be accepting
the Silver Eagle.

And that's a direct order.

Now, brief me on how your
recruitment efforts are going.

Screw you, Stephen King.

What's up?

There's something on this tape.

How were relations

between you
and your wife, Alice,
at this point?

We weren't
in a good place.

She wouldn't touch me
or even look at me.

So I started connecting
with women on Nedslist.

That's how women
working the Lonely Highway

make their connections, too.

Miss Veronica?

This arrived for you
at the Pembrooke.

-It's from Mr. Gekko.
-From Chad?

Ugh, pray to God
these are my divorce papers.

I'd like to pose
a question

that goes right to the heart
of being a soldier.

When issued an order,

do you follow it
without question?

Sir, yes, sir.

Good answer.

What if you don't believe
in that order?

What is your responsibility
then? What do you do?

You follow the order,
Sergeant Andrews.

No questions asked.

Anyone, even a general,

is capable of making
a wrong call, sir.

My granddaughter
is not at home,

and you, dear boy,

are certainly not her type.

I'm actually here to see you,
Ms. Blossom,

about your lovely groves.

May I come in?

I don't know
why Juniper and Dagwood
can't share a cake.

Cooper residence.

Are Juniper and Dagwood
all right?

What kind of accident?

So, I have a favor to ask.

Can I just...
Can I say something first?

I'm sorry
that I tried to kiss you.

That was totally
inappropriate of me.

Well, I leaned in, too.

I'm sorry, I...

Things are just kind of
complicated for me right now.

I know you've met Betty.

She and I
had a terrible breakup
back when I was in high school,

and I never really
recovered from it.

And then my most
recent relationship

was more toxic
than nuclear waste.

Define "toxic."

It's this girl, Jessica.
Um, she's also a writer.

We would drink a lot,
party a lot.

We'd fight, we'd break up,
we'd get back together.

Got it.

Well, then, as they say,
let's just be friends.

So, as your friend...

can I ask you my favor?

Sure.

So, Pop Culture Weekly
wants to run an excerpt

on my new book, which is great,

but I'm having
bad writer's block.

A lot like when
I was back in New York,

before I even finished
The Outcast.

Well, what
did you do back then?

Maple mushrooms.

Yeah, I took a trip,
had some psychedelic visions,

and when I came to,
I had written 500 pages.

By ingesting magic fungi?

I have, uh,
some personal trauma
that I can't access...

and I'm hoping
that these maple mushrooms

will allow me
to break through to it.

So, I need someone that I trust
to just watch over me

and make sure I don't get into
any trouble while I'm under.

I'm sorry, Jughead,
but I...

I can't help you with this.

As your friend...

I don't think you should
be doing psychedelics,
alone, or with me.

Why do you have
to go back there?
You don't owe him anything.

I do.

A few years ago,
Chad and I went to a party
on Marsha's Vineyard.

We had too much to drink
and got into a terrible fight,

and I was so angry that I...

I wished he would just die...

put me out of my misery
of a marriage.

Okay, so you had...

you had a dark thought.

So does everyone.

True, but that night,
we left...

we got into the helicopter
to fly back to the city.

Chad was at the stick,
something malfunctioned,

and the next thing I know,

I'm waking up in Columbia
Presbyterian Hospital.

What?

The helicopter crashed?

-You didn't do anything wrong.
-I did.

I wished him dead.

And then I stayed with him
out of guilt.

Now I have to face him, Archie,
if only to get closure.

And then I'll be on the first
train the next morning.

The next morning?

-Does that mean...
-No, no. Don't worry.

I'm staying with Katie
in Washington Heights.

And once all of this
is behind us,

we'll be free to be together.

Sweethearts...

what happened at school today?

Your principal seems to think
that you pushed
your classmate, Jerry,

down some stairs,
on purpose.

Jerry said Mommy was dead.

Jerry got a concussion
and he broke his shoulder...

and it could have been
much, much worse.

Juniper, Dagwood...

he could have died.

How dare you, Nana?

These groves were
my birthright, and you had
no right to sell them.

But the groves are worthless.

And now we've passed them on,
the curse shall be upon them.

There is no curse!

Hey, Speedy.
Yeah, it's Jones.

Yeah, I know.
It's been a while.

How are you? Good.

Good. Hey, how is that stock
of maple mushrooms holding up?

Great. No, no.

But I moved.
I'm in Riverdale now.

Could you send a runner
out this way?

That's awesome, man.

Cool. You are the best. Thanks.

-Hello.
Sergeant Andrews,

this is Sarah Bellum
withThe New York Times.

I'm calling about
your last tour of duty, sir,
in Uzbekistan.

Okay, what about it?

I've been investigating
your CO, General Taylor,

who, I believe
sent you on a dirty mission.

Can we meet?

They pushed a kid down
the stairs, Glen, on purpose.

And they had no remorse.
None.

I'm worried that
they're bad seeds.

-Like--
-I'd like to meet them.

Especially after
what you just told me.

Why?

And you're also trying
to get to know my mom better.

What gives?

Well, I guess
you'd find out eventually.

"Family of darkness.

Varying displays
of the serial killer gene
in the Cooper family tree."

Glen, what is this?

It's my dissertation.

About me and my family?

Yeah. Uh, Betty...

the Coopers
are a perfect case study
of nature versus nurture.

Look, you and Charles
both have the genes.

He's a serial killer,
you're not.

Your father didn't
have the genes,

but he was a murderer.

Why?

Glen, people are dying.

People are dying
on the Lonely Highway,

and you're working
on a... a term paper?

Is this why
you came to Riverdale?

I came for both reasons.

Okay, fine. Then I quit.

You're not gonna do that.

You need me
to find your sister.

Besides, aren't we
having a good time here?

Does that answer your question?

-It's messed up, Uncle Frank.

My CO, General Taylor,
arrived in Riverdale

wanting to award me
the Silver Eagle medal
for my last mission.

Uh-huh.

And then I got a call
from a reporter

working at The New York Times,

who was investigating
that mission, among others,

all ordered by General Taylor.

I think General Taylor
is trying to get out
of this investigation,

and I think that mission
I led was shady.

And now he's trying to turn it
into some kind of heroic event.

Yeah, well, it'll be harder
to discredit a mission

that's being celebrated
and splashed all over the news.

And Taylor
wouldn't be the first general

trying to buy
a soldier's loyalty
with a medal.

So what do I do?

Do you want to be the guy
who helped sell the cover-up

or do you want to be the guy
who stands up against it?

I won't disrespect
the sacrifice my men made.

Good.

You hold on to that,

even if you're called
before the Senate.

I appreciate the counsel,
Uncle Frank.

By the way,
how are you holding up?

It's, uh,
kinda strange in here, Arch.

Something's brewing.

-You can feel it, like a riot.
-All right.

Well, keep your head down
and lay low.

I gotta run. It's, uh...

Parent-Teacher Night.

All right.
Good luck out there, soldier.

I asked for the groves
and you delivered.

Welcome back
to the fold, Reggie.

So, when do we start to dig?

Let's say, two weeks.

But first, we savor
tonight's fireworks at my jail.

Nice try,
you simpletons,

but you'll be shocked
to learn the contract you have

is totally devoid of meaning.

I had Nana Rose declared
legally senile
half a decade ago.

She has no power
to do anything.

Now it's time for you
to accept the fact

that you will never get
my precious groves.

Toodles.

-Mr. Lodge, I--
-No.

No, no. No excuses.
Just... fix it.

Jess,
what are you doing here?

Surprised to see me, Jones?

I guess Speedy didn't mention
that I'm his new runner now?

No, he didn't.

Yeah, when he told me
you asked for maple mushrooms,

I got nostalgic.

What do you say, Jones?

One last trip
for old times' sake?

Hey, are those the 'shrooms
we're doing?

Excuse me,
who the hell are you?

I'm his new girlfriend.

Yeah, I'll take it from here.

Thanks.

All right, then.
That'll be $500 for the fungi.

Is there any way
that you can spot me, Jess?

Typical Jones.

You have a week,
or else I'll come
looking for you.

Did I miss something?

Clearly, there's no talking you
out of this.

But only this once.

Chadwick, I distinctly remember
making reservations
at Fukumomo,

so whatever game
you're playing...

Thought this would be
more fun.

Like those early days
when we didn't have
any furniture.

Chinese food by candlelight.

You said you'd have
dinner with me.

And since this might be
the last night I see you,

I wanted it to be special.

That's sweet.

But you left out the part
where you blackmailed me

into coming
with compromising photos.

Veronica, please.

It's just dinner.

We can talk about
the good times, too.

It wasn't all bad, was it?

We had our moments.

All right.
Dinner here is fine,

but only because I haven't had
proper Chinese food in months.

Okay.

Voila!

I cooked the maple mushrooms
into a sauce.

Pop's very first
psychedelic cheeseburger.

I like it.

Delicious.

You know, you don't have
to stay with me here
the whole time.

You can just
check in periodically.

Okay.

See you later.

Look what I found.

Our first date.

I can't believe you thought
that a tour
of the London Dungeons

was the way to woo me.

Our wedding song.

First time we danced
as husband and wife.

Would you do me the honor
of making it our last, too?

♪ Sleep walk

♪ Instead of dreaming

♪ I sleepwalk

♪ 'Cause I lost you

♪ And now what am I to do?

And we've been through
so much, Veronica.

Genuinely thought
we'd be together forever.

-Chad?
-Hmm?

That night,
the night of the accident...

I always wondered...

You didn't crash on purpose,
did you?

Why would you ever think that?

We almost died.

Because then,
we'd be together forever...

in a different way.

Veronica...

all I ever wanted to do
was just make you as happy
as you make me.

I signed the papers right
before you walked in.

I told you...

I just want
one last night together.

Thank you, Chad.

Tonight's making me happy.

♪ Sleepwalk

♪ Every night
I just sleepwalk... ♪

-Tick.

-Boom.

♪ Sleepwalk

♪ Every night
I just sleepwalk... ♪

♪ Please come back

♪ And when you
Walk inside the door... ♪

If you won't sell them now,
maybe you will after
they're burned to a crisp.

♪ I will sleepwalk

♪ No more

And here is
where I lead
your shining stars in song.

Kevin is an amazing
glee club director.

As a matter of fact...

Oh.

Not to worry, folks.

-It's probably
just a circuit breaker.

Why don't you guys wait here
and I'll be right back?

He was in the army.

He's got it.

Juniper, sweetheart,
would you mind
getting the door for Grandma?

Are you expecting anyone?

No. I may have forgotten
to invite the Blossoms.

Charles.

Hey, Mom...

little sister.

Hi, Betty.
Did you miss me?

Okay, Mom, I'm gonna
need you to explain to me
what's going on.

I've been, uh, visiting Charles
in prison over the years.

They have guns, Mom.

I see that.

They're not gonna hurt us.

Let's just get through
whatever this is.

Why are you here, Charles?

Destiny.

There was an explosion
at the prison,

and while the other prisoners
headed off for the hills...

You know, we came here to
celebrate with our family.

Chic and I, we would like
to be married
with our family present.

How? You don't even
have a minister.

Um, about that...

Betty, um...

Charles had me
get ordained online

so that I could marry them
in prison.

But this is so much better.
I mean, it's...

home, sweet home.

Watches, wallets, cell phones,
jewelry, in the backpack.

-Come on, come on, hurry up.

What's going on out there, Tim?

Okay. Okay, okay.

Drop it.

There's two more
by the circuit breaker.

The school's
under some kind of attack.

Yeah, my dad just texted me.

He said there's been a breakout
at Hiram Lodge's prison.

We need to move out.

There are 11 civilians
in here.

We don't know how many
armed inmates are out there.

We stay put, Sergeant.

Then we barricade all entrances
and secure all access points.

Kevin, hold down the fort.

In front of these witnesses,

and by the power vested in me
by the Universal Life Church,

-I now pronounce you
husband and husband.

Juniper, don't get that.

Hey.

Glen, what are you doing here?

Glen, as in Glen Scot.

Charles?

It can't be.

It is.

Right, you... you two
went to the academy together.

Oh, is that why you're writing
your dissertation about us?

He's doing what?

Yeah.

Yeah, he's writing a paper
about serial killers.

You know,
nature versus nurture.

Specifically how it relates
to the Cooper family.

The hell.
I don't count?

Of course you do, babe.

Since my old rival
from the academy

is so interested in learning

what makes
a serial killer tick...

I think we should
all play a game.

Would you put
that gun away, General?

We're in a high school.

As far as I'm concerned,
we're behind
enemy lines, Sergeant.

-Hello. Anyone in here?
-Uncle Frank!

Archie, open up.

Oh, my God.

It's a good thing
you told me
about Parents' Night.

Uncle Frank, Kevin's dad
said there was a prison break.

Maybe not.

I overheard some
of my fellow inmates
saying they're getting paid

to trash the town,
especially this school.

Only Hiram Lodge
would be crazy enough
to do that.

Now he's made us the target,
which means we gotta go.

General, you only have
six bullets in that gun.

What are you going to do
when you run out?

The smart play here
is to withdraw
while we still can.

You want us
to lead civilians out
into open hostile territory?

I went to this school.
I grew up in this town.

We can slip out through
a tunnel behind the boiler,

and then I can get
every one to the
Sheriff's station safely.

Sounds like
a plan, Sergeant.

So this fun game
is called Pincushion Man,

where the youngest member
of a family takes a pin

and sticks it
in the pincushion man.

-Tonight, that man is Glen.
-No.

If memory serves,

Juniper is the youngest
member of our family
by... three minutes?

Here's your pin, little lady.

All you have to do is stick it
in the pincushion man.

Nice and deep.

Please, please, please,
Charles. I'm begging you.

She's nine years old, okay?

This will scar her
for the rest of her life.

Me and you,
we're lost causes.

There's no hope for us.

But there's still hope
for them, okay?
Please...

Please let there be hope
for the twins.

Please.

You're right.

Juniper doesn't need
to lose her innocence tonight.

But that means
you have to take her turn.

One round of Pincushion Man...

then we'll get back
to the wedding...

and then we'll be gone
in the dark.

Fine.

Juniper, Dagwood,
get upstairs now.

Please don't do this.

I don't have a choice.

Trust me.

Rot in hell, Glen.

I can't believe
she actually did it.

Mom.

Mom.

-Glen.

We need to get him
to a hospital right now.

Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!

Oh, my...
Oh, my God, no!

-Jughead?
-Tabitha. Oh, you're here.

Oh, my God,
it's my muse.

Guess the 'shrooms
kicked in, huh?

Shouldn't you be writing?

I've actually already
completed the first part.

Who cares? Will you
just dance with me, please?

You have no idea
what you're missing.

I'm good. Thanks.

Oh, don't be such a Betty.

A what?

The first sign of fun
and you just try to kill it?

Yeah. Okay.

Time for my contingency plan.

-Bondage. Nice.

I'm sorry,
but this is for your own good.

You have to get some
real writing done.

I'll be back in the morning.

Wait. You're not serious,
are you?

-Write. Write.
-Tabitha. Tabitha.

Tabitha, don't!

I can help you out
of this jam, baby.

-Jess?

Oh, I knew you'd come back.

Of course.
Now calm down,
and let's get lit.

I'm in the mood to fool around.

I wish I could, but...

It won't be a problem.

Betty?

Shh. It's okay, Jug.
I'm here now.

It was really awful
what I did to you senior year,
wasn't it?

Can you ever forgive me?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can forgive you.

It was really awful
what I did to you
in senior year,

wasn't it?

Archie and I kissed.

I can help you out
of this jam.

Mumsy?

What are you doing here?

Nightmare, child.

I have escaped
that hideous prison,
and praise God that I did.

Flames are encroaching
upon Thornhill.

Quickly, to the window.

Our groves.

The curse...

the curse of
our ancestors demands

that all living Blossoms
must die...

unless...

Unless...

...we sacrifice the interloper.

-Oh, hell, no.
-No, Min-Min. Wait.

There's no time to give chase.

We must pray.

Pray for what?

We must pray for wind
to divert the fire.

What the hell?

You lied to me, Chad.

I can explain.

You told me you signed
the divorce papers.

All that talk about
not wanting to fight,
about closure?

Hear me out.

Over the past year,
I got involved
in an investment scheme.

It was supposed
to be a sure thing,

an easy way
to get us out of debt.

What debt?

I made some bad investments,
but I figured out a way
to get us out the hole.

It just meant
borrowing from other investors.

Tell me you didn't.

I had to make the investments
in the name
of an existing company.

So I used
your new jewelry store,
La Petite Bijoutiere.

This is unbelievable.

You need to sign those damn
divorce papers right now.

And why would you
want me to do that?

If we divorce,

I can testify against you
in court.

And no one would believe
that the she-wolf
of Wall Street

didn't know
about the dirty dealings
going on in her own business.

Don't worry, babe.

I'll make it all back.

I just need time...

and a little help from you.

All right, Sergeant,

you have something
to discuss with me?

I do, sir.

I won't be accepting
your commendation.

If I trusted my instincts
over your orders,

my men might still be alive.

And I know there's some
sort of cover-up going on.

I want to make you
a hero, Andrews.

But if you're not going
to play ball,

then I'll make you
the scapegoat.

You have a choice.

Dutiful soldier or traitor.

I'm at peace with my decision.

And if you do force me
to take the stand,

I'll speak my truth.

Yes, and we'll see
who Washington believes.

The transubstantiation.

Hey, how you guys doing?

Uncle Frank's gonna lay low
here for a bit,

and my mom's gonna talk
to the parole board
about how he helped us.

Yeah, fingers crossed
Mary Andrews comes through.

Hey, you on the train yet?

Archie...

I'm staying in New York.

Why?

I have some business things
to sort out.

I'll explain everything
when I get back, okay?

Ronnie...

don't do this.

I have to.
Just for a few days.

Fine. Have fun.

Thornhill didn't burn
because of that
freak windstorm,

but a lot of the groves did.

Cheryl will be begging us
to buy them from her now.

And the way my inmates
left Riverdale High,
it won't reopen for weeks,

if ever.

You've done well, Reggie.

And today,
today is a good day.

Okay,
thanks for letting me know.

Bye.

That was Glen. He's okay.

Just a flesh wound,
like I intended.

-And Charles is still
in the ICU at Shankshaw...

It seems like
he's going to make it.

There is something else,
though, Mom.

Um, the FBI has
decided to relocate

the Lonely Highway case
upstate,

closer to their
northern office in Derry.

But I'm not going to stop
looking for Polly, Mom.

As Glen so helpfully
reminded me,

I do have an instinct
for these things.

I will get justice, Mom.

Jughead,
I brought you food.

Oh. Oh...

my God.