All language subtitles for Riverdale 5x10 - Chapter Eighty-Six The Pincushion Man (English)

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.

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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.

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 The 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.

Tick.

Boom.

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

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?
- Hmm?

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.

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