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Heroes.

Some are born on the gridiron
and baseball diamonds.

Others are ripped
from the pages of comic books.

But then there are folk heroes,
champions of the common people.

You've heard of them.
John Henry, Johnny Appleseed,
Davy Crockett.

Folk heroes
are symbols of courage
for the oppressed.

Riverdale was being threatened
by a villain with a seemingly

supernatural ability
to control minds.

We needed a hero to defeat him,

one who wouldn't manipulate
our neighbors

towards their worst impulses
but inspire them
to do their best.

We needed
a modern day folk hero.

So, Mr. Pickens,
what brings you
to the Babylonium?

Oh, please call me Percival.

And since I'm the newest
member of the council,

I need a more
permanent home in Riverdale.

And I was hoping to take up
residence in one of
your champagne suites.

No chance.

You came after me and my casino
the second you arrived in town.

Look, I can only
apologize for that.

I... It seems
I've underestimated
the Babylonium's potential.

And yours.

In any case, now that I have
stepped down as deputy

to open up a curiosity shop
in town,

I'm less concerned
with matters of law and order.

Mmm.

Now about that champagne suite,
I can pay you

a year's rent,
a year's back rent,
and a year's security deposit

today, in cash.

Also, not to step on
Kevin Keller's toes,
but I'm quite the crooner.

- Are you now?
- Oh, yes, I've sung Caesar's Palace,

Sydney Opera House,
Moulin Rouge.

Not to brag,
but the ladies love me.

Confidentially, so do the men.

- Cash, you said?
- Cash it is.

- Are you certain about this, Brittania?
- Yes, Mistress Cheryl.

When my parents heard about you
wanting to adopt me,

they thought about it
and they're ready
to accept me for who I am.

In that case, Godspeed.

And thank you.

If not for your efforts,
I would have been trapped

in the corridors
of Abigail Blossom's
mind forever.

For that...

you will always
have a place here.

And next on the agenda
is the Pickens Park
Revitalization Project.

Now, as we all know,
Pickens Park,

once magnificent,
has sadly become blighted.

Drugs, crime, and worse.

Which is why I am so excited

to reveal to you...

the park's future.
As you can see, it will feature
new playgrounds for children,

repaved pathways for cycling,
and where it stood before,

a glorious new statue
of my ancestor,

General Pickens,
the man credited with
taming these wild lands.

You can't be serious, right?

General Pickens
was a homicidal maniac

who slaughtered
the Uktena tribe.

We all learned that
in high school.

Yeah, and I think before
anything is approved,

it's important to remember
why the statue

was removed in the first place.
For a lot of people
in Riverdale,

General Pickens isn't a hero,

but rather an offensive
reminder of our town's
dark history.

Very well.
We'll revisit this,

but in the meantime,
let's move on
to the next order of business.

The new town sign.

Now, the updated design
approved by a majority
of this council...

sadly, won't have room
for the town's slogan.

"Home of
Pop's Chock'lit Shoppe."

So, we'll have
to lose that I'm afraid.

- What's your problem with me?
- Dunno what you mean.

What about the fact that
you decided to remove Pop's
from the town sign?

Well, that's an
aesthetic decision.

Tabitha, I can assure you
I'm not your enemy.

In fact, friendly advice.

Instead of expending
all your energy fighting me,

you should consider
an actual threat
to your livelihood.

Veronica Lodge?

- Her casino.
- What are you talking about?

I probably
shouldn't say anything,
but the council is holding

a special meeting
to approve a billboard
promoting the Babylonium.

Now, since that stretch
of highway is only zoned
for two billboards,

the town's and one other...

shouldn't you be fighting
to make that a Pop's
advertisement instead?

Think about it.

It's like Percival has
has the whole town
in his thrall.

And the irony is,
as far as everyone else
is concerned,

Percival is a great guy.

Oh, except never mind the fact
that he's killed people.

How do you fight mind control?

Actually, there might be a way.

I've been reading this
parapsychology book last night,

and some of the scientists
think that you can
actually resist

mind control through something
called an emotional anchor.

It essentially
acts as a tether,

connecting you
to what you feel like
your core identity is.

And as long as you
stay connected

to whatever that thing is,
he can't get a grasp on you.

Okay, so if I were
one on one with Percival,

I would just think about
my mom or Polly.

Before he gets
his hooks on you, yeah,
you might be able to resist.

That's a great strategy
for us, Jug,

but what about
the rest of the town?

You're right.
Before we try to figure out
what his ultimate plan is,

we have to focus on trying
to free the stranglehold

that he has
on our friends and neighbors.

By beating him at his own game.
Not manipulation.

Inspiration.
The people of the town...

they need to be
reminded of who they are,
what their core values are.

Decency. Kindness. Fairness.

But they need someone
to look up to,

a hero that can point them
in the direction of good.

Archie, that hero
needs to be you.

- What are you talking about?
- You're the closest thing we have

to an authentic American
folk hero who can rouse
people towards good

And what's better than
a homegrown son
of good Fred Andrews,

champion of the common folk?

Not everyone sees me
in that light.

They will, in time, once you
win back the hearts and minds
of the town's people,

including the ones that
are currently under Percival's
supernatural charisma.

- We can stop his mad ascent--
- Vote his ass off the council.

Sign me up. But we can't just
decide Archie's a folk hero
and people will believe him.

No, no,
he'll need to demonstrate it.

But lucky for us,
Archie's already
a legend in the making.

And my ex-literary manager
has a connection

to the Guinness Book of World Records.

Also. Are you still
in touch with K.O. Kelly?
'Cause we might need his help.

Yes.

Stare all you want, Abigail,
but you'll never get out

of that porcelain cage
and into my beautiful body.

Oh, God.

Is it warm in here?

All right, the floor
is now open
for public comment.

I'd like to make
an announcement.

As of today, the El Royale
will be unavailable
for town hall meetings.

I've decided to reopen it
as a boxing gym for local kids.

We sure that's a prudent idea?

The El Royale started out
as a boxing gym.

And for a while
it was a youth center.

This would combine
two of my passions,
physical fitness--

And serving and inspiring
the community.
Filling the youths of Riverdale

with a sense
of personal and civic pride.

Instilling in them
some much needed values.

Leading with compassion,
reminding them to think
for themselves.

I'm sorry.
All due respect, gentlemen,

but ow is this ramshackle place
going to inspire anyone?

Because the El Royale
is about to be world famous.

Owned and operated
by the "World's Toughest
Man Alive," Archie Andrews.

You see, an adjudicator of the
Guinness Book of World Records
will be arriving soon

to watch Archie
perform a set of feats
of human endurance,

I think, need to be seen
to be believed.

So, we would like to invite
everyone far and wide

to come and cheer on.
Riverdale's homegrown
folk hero,

Archie Andrews, "Man of Iron."

Oh, 103, you're burning up
with fever as I suspected.

- Last night, I feared I was burning alive.
- Oh!

Get thee back to bed,
child, and rest.

Thank you for taking care
of me, Nana.

I'm not going
to be taking care of you.
No, no, no,

I must keep vigil
over the doll
and its prisoner, Abigail.

But I will hire a night nurse
to minister to your needs.

Well, we'd like to start
by saying how much
we appreciate

all the time and effort
you both put into
your individual proposals.

But... we are going to go
with the Babylonium billboard.

- Hmm.
- Yes.

Now, while Pop's represents
Riverdale's past,

we wanna look
towards its future.

Percival reminded us
that a casino promises

more revenue for
the town of Riverdale.

Short and long term.

We hope
you understand

Pops will always be
part of Riverdale's...

- Legacy?
- Hmm.

Legacy?

Yes, but also its present
and future, Percival.

Count on it.

- Well, that was rather awkward.
- Yeah.

Should we, uh,
decamp to the El Royale,

see what Archie's
feats of toughness are?

I'm rather curious.

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ I'm a believer

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ I'm a believer, baby

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ I'm a believer

♪ I was just a child
A little dead behind the eyes ♪

♪ My heart was at war
With the rage inside my mind ♪

♪ Got a taste
A new sensation ♪

♪ On my knees
A last confession ♪

♪ Riding high, swinging low
This is how it goes ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ I'm a believer, baby

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ I'm a believer

♪ I found where I belong
I was blind but now I see ♪

♪ I was born right here
On the outside looking in ♪

♪ You don't look
A thing like Jesus ♪

♪ Waited my whole life
To sing this ♪

♪ Riding high, swinging low
This is how it goes ♪

Sick!

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ I'm a believer, baby

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ I'm a believer

According to
Mr. Guinness, you are now
the World's Toughest Man.

How's it feel?

You know, my dad used to
keep a copy of that book
in the john,

so pretty good, I guess.

And luckily, no one's asked
too many questions
about my "feats".

I feel like we erred on
the right sort of credulity.

Also, um...

did you see how the
entire crowd turned towards you
and away from Percival?

Yeah, he was pissed.

- So what's next?
- So, good news is your statue is almost finished.

Wait. What statue?

The one that I commissioned
from a sculptor friend of mine
back in New York.

Look, Percival is trying
to mythologize his
great grandfather, right?

So, we have to mythologize you.

Jug, I'm not sure
about a statue.

Okay. You're being
too modest, man.

Also, K.O. Kelly
has agreed to the fight,

- so he's all in.
- I'm not sure about that, either.

And wouldn't my powers give me
an unfair advantage
in the ring?

I could hurt him,
not to mention his reputation.

That's the beauty of this plan.
You don't actually have to win.

Well, since K.O.
went professional,

his whole thing is that
he knocks every opponent out

that he fights.
Every single one.
So, technically,

all you have to do
is stay standing
by the time the bell rings.

He's going to get
the technical victory.

But you're going to
get the Rocky-esque,
inspirational victory

and the legend
of Archie Andrews
will just build and build.

I'm sorry the billboard vote
didn't work out
for you, Tabitha.

- I've been trying to get one up for years.
- It's not just that, Toni.

Percival said something
about Babylonium being
a threat to Pop's.

And damned if he isn't right.

I went over my books,
and ever since Veronica
opened up her casino,

my revenue's been going down.

Join the club.

Casinos give out
drinks for free,

so why would anybody come
to the Whyte Wyrm
to pay for them?

I hear you.

But that's the thing.
Unlike the Whyte Wyrm,

we're not direct competition
for the casino,

so why is it eating into
my customer base?

Well, have you been
to the Babylonium yet?

I haven't had
a chance to yet. No.

Well, maybe it's time
we check out our competition.

Mmm.

Danke, Darius.

That was delicious.

And thank you for watching over
my literally hot body

whilst my nana keeps
her own vigil in the chapel.

I was honored
to be asked back, Miss Cheryl.

And after a good night's rest,
hopefully, your fever will have
broken by morning.

From your pillowy lips, Darius.

♪ Is your mouth a little weak

♪ When you open it to speak

♪ Are you smart?

Excuse me.

What do we have here?

We have an assortment of
sliders, tater tots,
and pigs-in-a-blanket.

On the house, of course.

The Babylonium is
serving diner food?

And that's not all.

What is this?

Liquor-infused milkshake shots.
Would you like one?

Oh, hell no.

♪ It's Valentine's Day

Ah! Darius, I feel
so much cooler and fresh.

Your soup must've...

Darius?

Abigail.

What's the matter, child?

Nana, poor Darius
has burned to a crisp.

He's nothing more
than a pile of ash.

I am certain
it's Abigail's doing.

Oh, but the doll,
it hasn't twitched all night.

It's cool to the touch.

What new bedevilment is this?

Archie Andrews,
World's Toughest Man.

K.O. Kelly, the Knockout Champ.
I'm glad you could make it.

I never turn down a good fight.

Holy crap, bro,
you're like a damn rock.

You getting yoked or what?

Must be all
the construction work.

And I appreciate you coming
to town, promoting the gym,
and boosting morale.

Nah, man. I'll go easy on ya.

Hate to ruin that pretty face.
But, uh...

where's your ring?

I'm going to spend
the day setting it up.
Do you want to help me?

Nah, man.

Katy told me
all about Veronica's
new casino.

- Hmm.
- Thought I might check it out.

Yeah. Good call.

Well, you called, I came.

What exactly
am I looking at here?

Cousin, those are
the meager earthly remains
of my night nurse, Darius.

When I fell asleep,
he was sitting in that chair,

and when I awoke,
he had burned to ash.

There are pieces of bone
in here.

And why didn't his feet burn?

Why don't I gather what's
left of Darius and bring him
to Dr. Curdle Jr?

That's step number one.

Okay.

There's no way we can
compete against a casino

with a budget
of a Baz Luhrmann film.

Look, we're two Davids versus
a Babylonian-sized Goliath.

Veronica's clearly prioritized
profit over friendship.

So, I say we do the same
and team up.

Fight fire with fire.
I could apply for
a liquor license

and start serving alcohol,

placing all of my orders
through the Whyte Wyrm,
of course.

And I could install a couple
of slot machines downstairs

and maybe even a craps table.

But what do we do
about live entertainment?

We need an act that will get
people talking and fast.

- What if I resurrect the idea of a singing diner?
- Yeah.

Or I could step it up a notch.

There is an
old tradition that's

due for a Cirque de Soleil-type
re-invention.

What tradition?

- It's a little thing we call the Serpent Dance.
- Oh.

Ms. Lodge.
So sorry to interrupt.

If you're having problems with
the Champagne Suite, Percival,

talk to the building manager.
I don't handle
maintenance issues.

Oh, no, my accommodations
are superb.

I was actually just nipping out
to run an errand,

and I thought I'd pop by
with a proposition.
You see,

the more time I spend
at the Babylonium,

the more this place
feels like home.

And I suppose,
I was just wondering,

if you and I shouldn't explore
a more robust partnership.

In what respect?

Well, I could become an
investor, help take the
Babylonium to the next level.

Only thing is,
I already have a partner.

Oh, yes, Reginald Mantle.

Where is he?
I haven't seen him
since I moved in.

Mantle Motors.

Helping his dad
with the dealership.

Hmm. That sounds right. Um...

Look, I don't mean
to stir trouble,

but you're sure
that's where he is
and what he's doing?

Cut the crap, Percival.

Is there something
you know that that I don't?

No. Do you know what?

I shouldn't say anything else.

You should really
see this for yourself.

What the hell, Reginald?

What are you doing here?

Running a satellite casino
behind my back?

Using slot machines stolen
from the Babylonium?

They're on loan.

This is just... a side hustle.

Another one
in our long history
of side hustles.

We're both benefitting.

How stupid do you think
I am, Reggie?

We're in the fight of our lives
to make the Babylonium solvent,

and you're siphoning
money away from us?

Well, maybe I wanted
something of my own,
where I could call the shots.

So this is about ego, then?

Fine. You know what?
You can keep the slot machines
you "borrowed,"

but as far as I'm concerned,
you're barred from
the Babylonium.

No, you can't do that, Ronnie.

I'm half owner.

Show up and see
what happens, Reggie.

- And you're definitely banished from my bed.
- Hmm.

Well, Dr. Curdle Jr.?

If I'm not mistaken,
what we're looking at here

is the result of a phenomenon
known as SHC.

- Spontaneous Human Combustion?
- Exactly.

Perhaps the gases in this
poor fellow's entrails

heated to such an
intense temperature
that they auto-ignited.

And he burned
from the inside out.
But his feet,

they're still intact.
And the chair
that he was sitting on,

- it was barely singed.
- In cases of SHC,

the fire burns at a temperature
in excess of 1,000 degrees

but is contained
within the body

so that oftentimes,
some of the extremities
are spared.

As well as objects
that are in direct contact
with the victim.

Spontaneous human combustion?

Stranger things have
happened in Riverdale.

My Nana just took
my temperature
and it's rising again.

- Does that mean I'm going to combust too?
- No, no.

- No way.
- How do you know, cousin?

Because I'm going to stay here
tonight and make sure that
that doesn't happen.

Okay.

Hello, Mr. Andrews.

The door was unlocked,
so I slipped in.
I do hope that's all right.

You see that box cutter there?

I'd very much like you
to pick that up.

That's it.

Now, press it into your arm.

I want to see your blood
pooling all over
this lovely floor.

Would you do that for me?

That's it.

Nice and steady now.

That's not possible.

Right. Let's try this again,
shall we?

I don't think so.

You took your shot
and you missed.

I'm sorry
you had to find out about
Reginald's betrayal this way.

If it's any consolation,
I've had a rather frustrating
evening myself.

But isn't it better to know
the truth than to carry on
living blindfolded?

I suppose.

In fact, there is one
other thing I think
you should see.

Tell me, have you been
into the Whyte Wyrm recently?

♪ I'm your private dancer ♪

♪ A dancer for money ♪

♪ I'll do what you
Want me to do ♪

♪ I'm your private dancer
A dancer for money ♪

♪ And any old music will do ♪

♪ I'm your private dancer ♪

♪ A dancer for money ♪

♪ I'll do what you
Want me to do ♪

♪ Just a private dancer ♪

♪ A dancer for money ♪

♪ And any old music will do ♪

♪ Deutsche marks or dollars

♪ American Express
Will do nicely, thank you ♪

♪ Let me loosen up
Your collar ♪

♪ Tell me, do you want
To see me do the
Shimmy again? ♪

Oh, my God, Cheryl, you're burning up.

You're literally on fire.

- What's happening to me?
- Uh, let's get you into an ice bath. Okay?

- ASAP. Let's go.
- Okay.

- I'm literally boiling alive!
- Hold on.

The water is pulling the heat
out of your body, okay?

Just ride it out and see
if it dissipates.

Oh, your temperature's
dropping, thank God.

And then what?
It's just gonna keep
building back up in me.

- That's what keeps happening, isn't it?
- That seems to be the pattern.

- Yeah.
- Okay. And we're gonna what? Just go until I die?

What can we even do?

Okay, there is a division
at the FBI that specializes in

phenomenon like this, okay?
I'm going to reach out.

You're not gonna die, Cheryl.

- I swear. Okay?
- Okay.

He was fully in my head.

I thought I was a dead man.

But then I remembered
what you said about
focusing on a tether.

So I zoned in
on this picture of my dad.

- Percival lost his grip on me.
- Okay, that's great. That means the defense actually works.

But, Jug, this is
a temporary solution.

If he catches us
or anyone by surprise,
we're vulnerable.

All right.

Why don't we start after
your big fight with K.O?

You're going to be
riding high off that victory.

The Guinness Book
of World Records is going to
present you with your award,

then we're going
to reveal your statue.

Then you say a couple words
at a press conference.

I mean, the whole town
is going to be rallied
behind you.

Drive him out of town.

- Old school scoundrel-style.
- Exactly.

With everyone cheering
for Riverdale's "Man of Iron."

Quiet on the floor today.

I suppose it's no wonder
since the Chock'lit Shoppe

and the Whyte Wyrm
have declared war on us.

Us?

I'll think of something.

I usually do.

You should show strength.

Teach Tabitha
and Toni a lesson.

Have any suggestions to make?

Oh, always.
I think we should firebomb
the hell out of them.

Pop.

- Is everything okay?
- No.

This is going too far.

I know what you're
trying to do, Tabitha,

but liquor in our
family restaurant?

What's
going on, Toni?

I just got out of jail.
and suddenly you're in
a remake of Showgirls?

I'm all for doing whatever
it takes to make a buck,

and I don't be to be a prude,

but we're in a custody battle
for baby Anthony.

How do you think this looks?

I'm sorry.
What did you just say?

Firebomb Pop's
and the Whyte Wyrm?

I don't know who
you think I am, Percival.

but I'm not my father.

And you,
you're smooth and charming,
but you overplayed your hand.

Now get out of my office

and be grateful that
I'm not throwing you out
of my champagne suite.

As you wish.

I actually have
a pressing engagement to keep.

No rest for the wicked,
it seems.

Marone.

It's like playing cards
in a funeral home.

Lighten the hell up, kid.

You're a free man now,
in complete control of
your own future.

Yeah, well, Veronica
was kind of my future.

The casino, too.

Well, in that case,
maybe you take it back.

The casino, not the girl.

- She was garbage.
- What'd you say?

Shut the hell up,
you disrespectful punk.

You, uh,
want us to deal you in?

And maybe we discuss
deepening our partnership.

Why the hell not?

Atta boy.

Mr. Kelly.

Hi, I was hoping to catch you.

- Do I know you, bud?
- Oh, of course, my name's Percival.

I uh... I caught
a fight of yours
a couple of months ago

at Madison Square Garden.
Title bout against
Hurricane Henry.

Most impressive.

- It's always nice to meet a fan.
- Oh.

- But I gotta hit the hay. Big fight tomorrow.
- Right.

Be well.

Before you dash off,
Mr. Kelly, I um...

I wonder if you might
do me a favor.

Where's K.O?

He just got out of surgery.

- What happened to him?
- Witnesses say that he walked right into traffic.

- Calmly, willingly.
- Oh, my God.

Yeah. Take a guess on who's responsible.

Unbelievable.

Percival, you snake.
We were just talking about you.

Listen, I heard about
your friend K.O.

- Such a shame.
- A shame that he didn't die? Like you wanted him to?

I haven't
the faintest notion what
you're on about, Archie.

But listen,
with K.O. down for the count,

you must be looking for
a new opponent to step into
the ring with you and uh...

Well, I'd like to
throw my hat in,
if that's all right.

Let me tell you, nothing would
make me happier but you do not
want to do that.

Oh, dude, but I do.

Tough as you are,

I was top of my boxing class
at Cambridge and I can
hold my own.

So, how about it?
Me against you in front of
the whole town.

- Winner takes all.
- All right, fine.

But why don't we
up the stakes a little?

When I win, which I will,
you resign from the council.

Agreed. And if I win,
I want you,

personally you,

to reinstate
my great grandfather's
statue in Pickens Park.

- Deal.
- Excellent.

Well, may the best man win, eh?

He wants to fight me.

In the ring?

He's going to try
and mind control you
in front of the whole town?

That's not going to happen.
I'll be thinking about my dad

while I beat him to a pulp
and send his ass out of
Riverdale in a body bag.

Tabitha. Hey,
I was actually just picking up
the phone to call you.

Can we meet?

In person?

Thank you for taking
the time, Agent Drake.

It's my pleasure, Agent Cooper.
I've wanted to meet you
since the Starkweather case.

Well, I'm sorry
that it took so long,

but you said you had some
insight about the case
that I'm working.

Uh, yes.

What you described may not be
spontaneous human combustion.

Despite what your
coroner friend says,
SHC is extremely rare.

Okay, so if it's not SHC,
what is it?

What you described could be
someone who is manifesting
nascent powers of pyrokinesis.

Pyro... Pyrokinesis?

The ability to
create and control fire
with their mind.

And what triggers the onset
of these kinds of abilities?

Pretty much what you'd expect.
Puberty, intense traumas.

And how does
pyrokinesis work, specifically?

We all generate heat. Me, you.

But a pyrokinetic person
generates heat at the level
of a superconductor.

They have to discharge it,
or it will build up

and cause them or anyone
near them to self-immolate

Okay. And...
And how do they
discharge the heat?

Practice.

Want some pointers?

Thanks for stopping by.

And thanks for the partnership.

Thank you.

- And we'll let you know about the slot machines.
- Absolutely.

- Bye.
- Bye.

So,
what were they doing here?

We were reminding
each other of who we are.

Hmm?

Three women and three
proud business owners

in a small town that needs
to come together instead of
letting itself be ripped apart.

We found a way to
thread the needle
and support one another.

How so?

I'm giving two of my
Babylonium slot machines
to the Whyte Wyrm.

and in return, Toni is
giving me ten percent of
what she brings in with them.

As for Tabitha,
we're opening a Pop's booth
in the grand lobby

and splitting the profits
from food sales.

Circles rise together,
after all.

Well, I have to
tip my hat to you.

Very smart how you were
able to handle this
with Tabitha and Toni.

Oh, I wish I could take credit,
but it was Tabitha.

She's the one who came up
with this three-way
partnership and plan.

Yeah. She's very clever,
isn't she?

Yeah.

You're 119 degrees, Cheryl.

Focus on the logs
in the fireplace

and project the heat that's
building up inside onto it.

- How?
- Focus. Visualize it and it will happen.

I'm burning up.
I can't even think straight.

Well, you better get your head
in the game, Cheryl,

because if you don't,
me, you or your Nana
are going to burst into flames.

All right.
Remember your tether.

Couldn't forget if I tried.

All right, fellas,
let's touch 'em.

Good luck.

Go, Archie!

Focus, Archie!

Go on, lower you guard, Archie.

Lower you guard and let me win.

Again, that's not gonna
work on me.

Okay. Looks like
I have to beat you
the old-fashioned way.

Come on, Archie!

One! Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

Six!

Seven!

- I can't... I can't do it.
- Yes. Yes, you can, Cheryl.

You're... You're phoenix, okay?
You thrive in fire.

Your brother's corpse
was baptized in fire.

Your ancestor, Abigail,
she was consumed in fire.

You burned this house down
and rebuilt it.

You yourself said that
you can control the elements.

Your entire life has been building up to this...

- ...threshold.
- She's at 262 degrees

Damn it, Cheryl!
You are going to die
if you don't do this.

Focus on the logs, okay?

- Stop yelling at me!
- Burn those logs!

- 303 degrees.
- I'm trying. I'm trying.

Burn her, Cheryl.
Burn your mother, okay?

Focus. Visualize and make her
pay for all of the pain
that she's caused you, okay?

Set her ass on fire!

You did it, Cheryl.

Great job and congratulations.
You are officially
a pyrokinetic.

Guard, Archie!

- One!
- All right. Stay down!

- Two!
- Stay down! You're done. You're done.

- Three!
- He's slaughtering you, Arch.

- Four!
- You're done!

Five!

Six!

Seven!

Arch.

Hey, Jug,
I just heard about the match.
What happened?

Percival won.

The match, the crowd.

Archie's not going to get
a medal from Guinness.

Percival outplayed us.

Arch, how could you have lost?

I felt Percival's punches.

I felt pain.

I bled.

How could this have happened?

Is it possible Percival
knows about my weakness?

Could he have got ahold
of the palladium?

The only palladium I know of
is what Archie gave to me
to keep safe.

Where is it?

No, no, no, no, no.
There is no way
he could've found it.

Then where is it, Betty?

- I don't know, Archie.
- Percival must know about our secrets.

It's the only way
that he could've beaten Archie.

How does he know?

Thank you, Alice.

Now you get back downstairs
and drink your wine, okay?

Yeah.

That sounds nice.

What?

Your friend, Archie.

There's something
special about him.

You're going to tell me
everything, Betty.

Then you're going to
go back to sleep.

You're going to forget
I was even here.

Archie did it.

The statue is up.

Wow.

A man of his word
to the end, eh?

Fancy a stroll, Tom?

You're so quiet.

What's wrong?
You won the fight.

It's Tabitha Tate.

She weighs on me.

Full of false virtue.

Standing in the way of true
progress with that hideous
diner of hers. It's not right.

I'm afraid to say, gentlemen,

Tabitha Tate's not long for
this new world we're creating.