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["AIN'T THAT A SHAME" PLAYING]

[JUGHEAD] Grief is a terrible thing.

When you've suffered a loss as I have,

the death of my mentor and literary idol, Brad Rayberry,

time falls into a slow, sad rhythm.

And a moment feels like an eternity.

- [MUSIC SLOWS DOWN] - Even as the rest of the world

- continues to tick on. - [CLOCK TICKING]

[DR. WERTHERS] You will no longer be in the River Vixens.

Your mother and I believe

that it's too sexualized an environment for you.

High school in general is a highly sexualized environment.

Wouldn't you say?

Is that how you see it?

A bunch of horny teenagers trapped together like sardines

for hours upon hours?

How do you see it?

As an academic institution meant to provide a safe environment

where students can challenge themselves intellectually

without being morally and physically compromised.

Oh, well, you obviously haven't spent a lot of time in gym class.

You are here, Betty,

because you stripped in front of your window

for your next-door neighbor's pleasurement.

And then you flashed your... Your underpants on live television.

In short, you seem... unhealthily obsessed with sexuality.

Now, the words that come to mind are

"nymphomaniac," "exhibitionist," "sexual compulsive."

What exactly do you want to talk to me about, Dr. Werthers?

Well, given your recent behavior, I'm curious.

What is your first sexual memory?

- [BUZZES] - [SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

I'm not sure that I remember.

Uh, in that case, um...

How often, Betty, would you say that you think about sex?

["LOLLIPOP" PLAYING]

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli Lollipop ♪

[POP SOUND PLAYS]

♪ Boom-boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli Lollipop ♪

[POP SOUND PLAYS]

♪ Boom-boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ Call my baby lollipop ♪ ♪ Tell you why ♪

♪ His kiss is sweeter ♪ ♪ Than an apple pie ♪

♪ And when he does his shaky rockin' dance ♪

♪ Man, I haven't got a chance ♪

♪ I call him ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli Lollipop ♪

[POP SOUND PLAYS]

♪ Sweeter than candy on a stick ♪

♪ Huckleberry, cherry or lime ♪

♪ If you had a choice ♪ ♪ He'd be your pick ♪

♪ But lollipop is mine ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli ♪

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪ ♪ Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli Lollipop ♪

[POP SOUND PLAYS]

[DR. WERTHERS] Betty. Betty.

[RECORD SCRATCHES]

How often do you think about sex?

I would say an average amount.

I need a number, Betty.

Well, according to Dr. Kingsley,

teenagers think about sex every seven seconds.

That number is for teenage boys.

There is a very different barometer for teenage girls.

Well, in that case, I would say I think about sex...

all the time.

What did you just write down?

Never mind that.

Why do you think you think about sex all the time?

I'm curious about... how it feels.

I don't think that waiting until I'm married to have sex makes sense.

What about having sex for pleasure?

Betty, sex is for married people so they can start families.

So then, what about the girlie magazines

that my dad keeps hidden in his sock drawer?

Uh, I'm sorry?

Well, I remember last year, we were going to church.

My dad asked me to fetch him his cuff links and...

when I went to look for them in his sock drawer,

I found all of these

girlie magazines.

Your father is not in therapy. You are.

Well, maybe he should be.

He's a grown man.

I'm a child psychiatrist.

I am not a child, either.

Though, actually, I do think that...

our conversations are starting to make me see things more clearly.

[SPUTTERS] In what particular way?

Well, I'm just now realizing that...

I don't think I want to get married.

At least not anytime soon. Maybe never.

I want to make an impact on the world instead of...

Or in addition to... just having a family.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

- ♪ Puppy love, that's what they say... ♪ - [KNOCKING AT DOOR]

Knock, knock.

Hi, sweetheart.

I got you something fun.

[CHUCKLES] What are those for?

I was in the grocery store

and I just thought the pictures were so pretty.

I had to get you a few of them.

Mom, I'm not even dating anyone.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

A girl can daydream about her wedding, can't she?

Why are you bringing this up right now?

[CLICKS TONGUE] Oh, Elizabeth,

I just know,

when I see you in that white dress, standing at that altar...

[SIGHS]

It's gonna be the happiest day of my life.

[DOOR BELL DINGS]

[VERONICA] Tickets.

Get your tickets to the Babylonium's James Dean double feature.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

What's all this about James Dean?

As president of his fan club, I, along with my fellow Dean-izens,

have been waiting for East of Edento

reach our little hamlet for months now.

Well, you're just in luck,

because we have, in our possession, a print of East of Eden.

And why, pray tell, should I go to the Babylonium

when the screen at the Orpheum, in nearby Greendale, is much larger,

as befits the stature of my beloved Jimmy Dean?

Is the Orpheum giving you and your Dean-izens free passes?

On the condition that you spread the good word about the Babylonium?

We want a robust crowd to honor Jimmy's memory.

On the sacred ground of James Dean's grave,

I will deliver my fan club, the Vixens and the Bulldogs.

Excellent.

But don't worry about the Bulldogs.

I'm extending that invitation myself, personally.

Batten down the hatches, boys,

because the Babylonium is going to do boffo business this weekend..

I can feel it.

But why are we giving out tickets for free?

I'll let you in on the dirty secret

about the movie theater business, Kevin.

We make most of our money from popcorn and soda sales.

And, uh, what was all that about inviting the Bulldogs?

They're our hometown heroes. Of course they have to be there.

All the Bulldogs or just one in particular?

[CLEARS THROAT]

[BULLDOGS CHEERING]

[FOGARTY] Oh, check it out, Bulldogs.

[BULLDOG PLAYER] Oh, look at this.

If it isn't Miss Twinkle Town herself.

It's Tinseltown.

As a fan of the Bulldogs, I wanted to personally offer you free passes

to our James Dean double feature at the Babylonium.

Comp tickets are in your lockers.

And you, Reginald?

Shall I save you a seat beside me?

I mean, surely you know what Jimmy Dean

used to do in high school, I hope.

What's that?

He was a basketball star, Reggie.

Just like you.

["IT HAPPENED" PLAYING]

♪ It happened ♪

[CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

[VERONICA] Here you are.

That'll be 25 cents.

Okay.

Or you could treat me to a milkshake after the show.

You just keep on shooting, don't you?

You keep passing me the ball.

Okay, sure. Let's do it.

Take it.

- Meet you back here? - All right.

Now get in there before you miss the coming attractions.

- [CASH REGISTER DINGS] - Veronica?

Kevin.

Guess who's got a date with Reggie Mantle tonight after the show?

That's swell, but Clay's got a situation in the projection booth.

I don't know what happened,

but the print we received from the studio...

We can't play it.

What? Why?

It's been overexposed.

How many reels are like this?

That's the thing, all of them.

We've got a sold-out house.

[CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

Welcome to the Babylonium.

[ALL CHEERING]

We're so excited to have you all here tonight.

So quit bashing our ears and play the damn movie!

[ALL] Yeah!

Due to some unforeseen technical difficulties,

I regret to inform you we are unable to screen

our James Dean double feature tonight.

- [CROWD BOOING] - I knew it.

However...

However, we are working on the problem

and are rescheduling said double feature...

That's all very well and good,

but we, the proud members of the James Dean Fan Club Riverdale Chapter,

demand a refund... immediately.

[AUDIENCE CHANTING] Refund! Refund!

Refund?

You all got free passes, including you, Cheryl.

True, but we did spend all this money on popcorn and soda

to consume during the double feature which is no longer happening.

[AUDIENCE CLAMORING]

I would be more than happy to provide each and every one of you

with a voucher for any snack of your choosing...

We don't want your stupid vouchers.

We want our money back.

- [ALL] Yeah! - [CHERYL] What a fakeout!

It's like Jimmy Dean died all over again!

All right, all right, all right, all right, all right.

Calm down. Calm down.

You can present your receipts

at the concession stands for a full refund.

Yeah, right!

Hey!

[MAN EXHALES]

Reggie.

I'm so sorry.

As much as I'd be delighted to split a milkshake with you...

You've got a business to take care of.

I do.

The Babylonium's hanging on by the most gossamer of threads.

I figured as much.

I'd happily take a rain check.

Yeah? Sure.

Yeah, just let me know when's a good time for you.

Okay.

I've never heard of such a thing, Mr. Roth.

A venerated studio like yours, sending out unplayable prints

of a major release like East of Eden?

[PETER ON PHONE] I'm as baffled as you, Miss Lodge.

At any rate, please accept our deepest apologies for this mishap.

I'll accept your apology,

but what I really want is a pristine copy of East of Eden.

And what I want is audiences in Riverdale to see this picture.

I do. It's a wonderful picture.

But I'm afraid that there are no more available prints.

You sent me a defective product. How is this my problem?

Miss Lodge.

Veronica. May I call you Veronica?

You're the theater owner.

It's always your problem.

You'd know that if you weren't so green.

Green?

Let me assure you...

I'm so sorry, but I need to let you go.

I'm having lunch at the Polo Lounge with Monty Clift,

but good luck to you.

How does a major studio

run out of prints of their biggest release of the year?

I don't know.

But luckily, they're not the only studio in town.

- It's time to work the phones, boys. - [PHONE RINGING]

I have Pasadena Pictures.

Nikki? Veronica Lodge.

No, Nikki, I'm in exhibition these days.

The Babylonium in Riverdale.

Listen, my customers simply don't have time for that Steinbeck yawner.

I need something exciting, something fresh.

Do you have any available prints of To Catch a Thief?

I'm hearing great things about Hitchcock's latest.

Word around town is that Oklahoma! is a masterpiece.

What about this Night of the Hunter I keep reading about?

It's RKO.

[MAN 1] Be that as it may be, Miss Lodge,

we've already booked our picture at the Orpheum.

Unfortunately, Riverdale isn't a market

we're interested in cultivating.

It's Silver Shield Studios.

[MAN 2] I'm sorry, but we're being very particular

about how we're distributing musicals this year.

It's Superior.

[MAN 3] Furthermore, all of our current releases

demand larger theaters.

Please, don't call us again.

But, sir, you used to send us your movies every week. What changed?

I don't do business with underage would-be impresarios.

Especially not when I'm trying to get into business with their parents.

But good luck to you, Miss Lodge. You'll need it.

[DIAL TONE SOUNDING]

[SIGHS] Well, there you have it, boys.

I and the Babylonium have been blacklisted

by every major studio in Hollywood.

Why, though?

[SIGHS] If I had to hazard a guess,

my parents.

I've been waiting for this penny loafer to drop

since I bought the theater out from under them.

My last call confirmed it, but honestly,

I suspected sabotage from the moment we got that bad print.

What do your parents want?

To see everyone but themselves fail,

including their own daughter.

I'm sure they want the Babylonium to shutter

so they can buy it from me at a discount

and turn it into a parking lot.

I have an idea.

So far, we've only tried the major studios.

But there are a lot of smaller, independent places out there.

They're scrappy, and they don't play by the same rules.

Their movies don't have big stars or budgets or prestige.

In other words,

they're B movies, but they're still movies.

Good idea, Clay.

Boys, if we're going down, we're going down fighting.

[SNAPS FINGERS]

Get me... one of those smaller studios.

Tell me, Betty, do you ever remember your dreams?

Sometimes.

Are your dreams sexual?

Sometimes.

Well then, tell me, Betty...

What is your most vivid or frequent sexual dream?

[BETTY] I guess it's the one where I'm in biology class, only...

I'm the teacher, tutoring one of my students.

[DR. WERTHERS] Which student?

[BETTY] It varies.

["CAPTURED" PLAYING]

♪ Captured in a moonlight that blinds you ♪

♪ And a magic that binds me ♪

♪ In a world... ♪

[DR. WERTHERS] Yes, but most often?

[BETTY] It's Archie.

[DR. WERTHERS] And what occurs in this dream?

♪ A music strange to me ♪

♪ Beats its thunder ♪

♪ Through and through ♪

♪ Is it love? ♪

♪ This wondrous change in me ♪

♪ This enchanted dream come true ♪

♪ Captured In this spell... ♪

[BETTY] And that's the part of the dream where I realize...

everyone's watching.

This dream, and others like it,

do you ever share them with other people?

No, never. Just my diary.

Hmm.

What are you always writing in that notepad of yours?

Notes, observations.

Thoughts to myself, kind of like a diary.

Tell me, Betty.

Where do you think this urge comes from?

The urge to be seen in such a sexualized way.

Well, it must titillate you, make it more exciting for you.

I don't think it's just about being seen sexually.

I think it might be more about being seen... period.

In what respect?

Being seen... as a person.

With autonomy, and desire...

and self-determination.

Go on.

I'm wondering if my interest in understanding sex

is really more about understanding myself.

Who I am.

I mean, what better way to understand a person

than to understand their desires?

Including your own.

- [BELL DINGING] - [POP] It'll just be a few minutes.

Thanks, Pop.

Hey, Holden Caulfield.

Have you ever heard of a movie called The Crawling Eye?

Yeah. It came out a couple years ago.

Uh, the story was kind of a mess, but the monster was cool.

I loved it. [CHUCKLES]

Mr. Rayberry loved it too.

Why... Why do you ask?

Because after calling every minor independent studio in La La Land,

it's the only movie I can get my hands on to play at the Babylonium.

Why don't you just do what William Castle did?

The name dimly rings a bell.

He's a producer-director. His movies are just okay,

but they all came with a kind of gimmick.

Like for The Tingler, filmed in Percepto,

he put a bunch of buzzers under the audience's seats

and when the monster, the Tingler, appeared on screen,

he would buzz the people and give them an electric shock. [CHUCKLES]

That sounds dangerous.

It was just a mild shock, but it worked.

People went nuts for The Tingler.

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

I get it.

Sell the gimmick, not the movie.

I can do that.

[ALICE] Oh, good. She's home.

Hello, dear. So glad you're home.

What's going on?

You remember Reverend Lowe

from Riverdale First Reformed Presbyterian Church?

My, how you've grown since the children's choir, Elizabeth.

[CHUCKLES]

He's going to hear your confession

and perform an exorcism if need be. Right?

[CHUCKLES]

Confe... [CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]

Confession. Why would I need to confess?

What are you doing with my diaries? Uh...

Did you read them?

Elizabeth, I had to.

They were prescribed to me.

By Dr. Werthers?

I would rather not say.

You... You broke into my room and stole my diaries

because my psychiatrist told you to?

Good grief, Mother!

I suspected you and Dr. Psycho were talking about me,

but breaking and entering?

If you are so hot to trot to talk with Dr. Werthers,

why don't you come to therapy with me? It might help you.

[SCOFFS] I am an adult woman. I don't need therapy.

[SCOFFS]

Elizabeth. Elizabeth.

Breaking and entering.

What do you write down in that notepad of yours?

Breaking and entering.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Okay. Dr. Werthers.

Let's see what you've been writing about me.

Come on.

This always works in the Tracy True books.

Gosh. You're an even bigger bookworm than I am.

Pop says you've been glued to this booth for two days,

getting ink on your nose.

Uh, yeah, you might say, I'm, um...

spending time with a friend before saying goodbye.

Oh, well, sorry to interrupt, but...

have you heard of this book, Lolita?

Holy moly.

Where did you get this?

[CLICKS TONGUE] I borrowed it from a friend.

What can you tell me about it?

Well, it's Nabokov's latest novel.

It's... pretty salacious,

according to the Paris Review.

It's about a relationship

between a professor named Humbert Humbert

and a young girl named Dolores Haze.

- How young? - Twelve.

Twelve?

So it's a book for perverts?

Well...

passing moral judgment on a work of art is a slippery slope.

Have you read it yet?

That's what I'm about to go do. Thank you, Jughead.

- Hey, Pop, can I get another one, please? - Coming right up.

[EXHALES]

[MAN ON SCREEN] No one is safe from its spell of destruction.

A cold, hypnotic stare striking fear into the hearts of all,

creating a frenzied nightmare for those who behold it.

And that, ladies and germs,

is the terrifying, titillating new feature film,

The Crawling Eye, playing at the Babylonium, one week only.

Not that I care to see such dreck,

but didn't that movie come out a few years ago?

Perhaps, but this is a re-release in stunning 4D.

Mmm, don't you mean 3D?

Oh, no. 3D is so 1952. This is 4D, Cheryl,

a new fourth dimension of terror.

Time is the fourth dimension.

Do you mean time?

Shut up, Dilton.

4D is a novel, visceral experience,

unlike anything you've ever encountered

at the movies before. Guaranteed.

My associates are handing out little novelty reminders,

which are redeemable at the candy counter,

for buy-one-get-one-free Milk Buds.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

Now, remember, boys. After you completely cover your balls

with a layer of newspaper,

let them dry before applying the next one.

I'll handle the paint job when I get back from casting.

♪ When the record starts to boop ♪

♪ And your body starts to move ♪ ♪ Shake around, girl ♪

[ALL CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

♪ And the cats all start to stew when they see my baby do... ♪

Just the two strapping he-men I've been looking for all my life.

Hope you can make it to The Crawling Eyetonight.

Not as audience members, mind you, but as performers.

As part of my revolutionary 4D experience.

- Veronica, we're not actors. - What would we have to do?

Yeah, what exactly?

Not much.

All told, it would probably be about two minutes of work,

for which you'd be handsomely compensated, of course.

[ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES]

♪ When you get up on that feeling like you're rocking and you're reeling ♪

♪ Shake around, girl ♪

Oh, Miss Cooper.

You haven't forgotten about our standing appointment, have you?

No, I didn't.

But I won't be attending our session today.

Instead, I have some very interesting reading to finish tonight.

But don't worry, Doctor.

I'm sure tomorrow we will have plenty to discuss.

♪ Move little baby ♪

♪ Can you kick around little baby ♪

♪ You gotta slow it down ♪ ♪ Little baby ♪

♪ 'Cause when the record starts a-groovin' let your body start... ♪

Cheryl. So glad you could make it.

Before the movie, you may want to take out a life insurance policy.

You know, in case you die of fright.

Pathetic.

Otherwise we have a nurse on duty, should you merely faint.

[SHAKER RATTLES]

I am extremely disappointed in you, Midge.

Now, let's see what this 4D you've been ballyhooing is all about.

And believe me, if it disappoints,

I will be demanding a refund, again.

♪ And when the record starts a-groovin' ♪ ♪ Let your body start a-movin' ♪

♪ Shake around, girl ♪

[ENTHRALLING MUSIC PLAYING ON SCREEN]

[MAN 1 ON SCREEN] If that cloud starts to move this way

before I get back, take the car up. Do you understand?

- [MAN 2] What about you? - [MAN 1] Do as you're told.

[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

[GIRL CHUCKLES]

[WOMAN CRYING ON SCREEN]

[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[MAN ON SCREEN] Steady. Steady.

To your right.

Visual on. Steady.

Bombs away!

[EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES]

[AUDIENCE SCREAMING]

["FLYING SAUCER ROCK & ROLL" PLAYING]

[ALL SCREAMING AND CLAMORING]

♪ Well, I came out of hidin' ♪ ♪ And I started to rock ♪

[CHERYL SCREAMS AND CHUCKLES]

♪ Little green men taught me how to do the bop ♪

♪ They were three-foot-high ♪ ♪ They hit a few bars ♪

♪ Rocked around the Moon ♪ ♪ All the way from Mars ♪

[GIRL LAUGHS]

♪ Flying saucer rock n' roll ♪ ♪ I couldn't understand a thing they said ♪

[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]

[AUDIENCE CLAMORING]

You care to explain this novel, Dr. Werthers,

which I found in your desk?

Breaking into my office, stealing my property.

So you admit it's yours?

Of course it's mine.

By reading about Lolita's mind,

I was hoping to better understand yours, Betty.

You're comparing me

to Lolita.

Well, she, too, is a sex-crazed young woman.

Dolores Haze is a 12-year-old girl, and she is not sex-crazed.

She is being coerced against her will, much like I am, Doctor.

So let me tell you what I learned from reading Lolita.

You are a kissing cousin to Humbert Humbert, only creepier.

And it is completely inappropriate for you

to be asking me all these questions

about my sexual fantasies and experiences behind closed doors.

Manipulating our conversation,

feverishly writing down every word that I say.

Doing God knows what with that notebook of yours at night.

You think I'm obsessed with sex?

I think you're the one who's obsessed with sex, Doctor.

Dangerously so.

And I don't think you're reading Lolitafor research.

I think you're reading it for pleasure and some sick gratification,

and I no longer feel comfortable being alone in a room with you.

[ALL CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

Excuse me.

Guess word got out, huh?

I'll say. Our seven o'clock show is already sold out.

Well, boys, we've got a genuine hit on our hands.

Ready to play to a full house tonight?

That's what we wanted to talk about.

Veronica, we did this as a personal favor to you, and...

We were happy to, once. [CHUCKLES]

But this can't be a... A regular thing.

I'll say this.

You two sure know when to ask for a raise.

Because I respect your moxie and your balls,

I'll pay you $2 per show going forward.

Veronica, we can't do it, okay?

We have basketball practice. We have games.

Seems to me like you're playing hardball, not basketball.

But here's the thing. You're not the stars.

Those eyeballs are the stars.

You want to squeeze me, I'm not interested.

I'll get Kevin and Clay to do the gag.

You can leave your balls with them.

[VERONICA SIGHS]

Yes, Reginald?

I was thinking...

Maybe after tonight's show, we can try that date again?

I would, but...

did you see that crowd out there?

I have to get on the phone with Variety

and whip this buzz into a story.

The Crawling Eyeis going to change everything for the Babylonium.

Yeah.

But I'll tell you what.

Come by tomorrow, and we'll see.

Okay.

Well, I think I've heard just about everything now.

Just got off the phone with Dr. Werthers,

and he wants to end his sessions with you.

Great. The feeling's mutual.

To which I told him, under no circumstances is he to give up on you.

Mom... Why?

Because he's going to fix you.

Whatever... Whatever is wrong with you,

he is going to help me fix it.

There is nothing wrong with me.

I wish you would stop trying to convince me otherwise.

- Who are you calling? - Dr. Werthers. I'm calling him back.

Put the phone down.

If you want to help me, then talk to me. Really, just talk to me.

Stop playing this stupid game of telephone with Dr. Werthers.

Fine.

What would you like to talk about, young lady?

Everything.

Starting with how unhappy I think you are.

Unhappy? Me?

You must be.

[SCOFFS]

You don't know what you're talking about, young lady.

No, you're right. I don't, so please enlighten me.

Tell me why you'd rather foist me off to some quack psychiatrist

than just be honest with me, your own daughter.

What happened?

Things didn't always used to be so fraught between us.

Something must have happened.

If this is what you're getting out of the Dr. Werthers sessions,

then maybe you're right. We should end them.

You once told me that you were afraid for me.

Afraid of what the world might do to me.

But why does it seem like you're afraid of me?

- Oh, Betty. - Please...

Just talk to me, Mom. I'm... I'm right here.

- I... - [HAL] What is going on here?

[SIGHS] Mom and I are having a conversation, Dad.

- Can you please leave us? - Leave?

This is my house.

And I heard the conversation you were having, Betty. Enough of it.

This woman...

This woman...

is the most wonderful wife and mother in the world.

And the way that you've been acting, you don't deserve her.

- Dad. - [HAL] Just go to your room.

And do me a favor and stay there.

And you think about what you've put your poor mother through.

- What I've put her through? - [HAL] Yes.

When all she's done is sacrifice for you.

How?

Somebody, please tell me how.

You know what? Just go to your room, young lady. Now.

[DOOR SLAMS]

Mom.

Good morning, Elizabeth.

[SIGHS]

Mom...

I want us to figure out a path forward.

But it is not Dr. Werthers.

No. It's not.

[CLICKS TONGUE] I relieved Dr. Werthers of his duties this morning.

- [SIGHS] - And mercifully,

he's decided to not press charges against you

for breaking into his office.

That's good.

Everything that I have been trying to do my entire life,

sacrificing for you,

protecting you, trying to help you...

[SIGHS] It's obvious. You don't want it.

So I'm stopping.

You have all the answers.

You know everything.

Seems to me that you don't need a mother anymore.

Marvelous.

You don't have one.

What are you saying?

I am not your mother anymore.

And you can make your own damn breakfast.

You sure she knows I'm here? It's been half an hour.

Yeah, phone's been ringing off the hook all day.

I'm sure she'll be down soon.

[PETER] I was surprised and pleased

to read about your recent box office success in the trades.

I didn't even know there was such a thing as 4D.

Yes, well, that's the kind of business

the Babylonium is doing these days.

So I was curious

if you might want to reconsider your decision

not to let us screen any of your new releases.

[PETER] Oh, I am sure we can work something out.

You know, I've always been a fan of Riverdale.

Great town, superb audiences.

It's like no place else, Mr. Roth.

So we'll be getting that print of East of Eden

for the weekend, I take it?

It's already heading your way.

Fab.

Looking forward to a long, fruitful collaboration, Peter.

Can I call you Peter?

All right, Reginald. Sorry to have kept you...

waiting.

- Where's Reggie? - He got tired of waiting.

He left those for you, though.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Smithers,

there seems to be something wrong with my lock.

I'm afraid, Miss Veronica, that the locks have been changed.

Your parents no longer feel that you need

or deserve their financial support

now that you're such a roaring success.

As soon as you have a new address, I'm to move your belongings.

An eye for a crawling eye.

As for my address, I already know where I'll be staying.

In the short term, at least.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

[SIGHS]

["START AT THE BOTTOM" PLAYING]

♪ You've got to start at the bottom ♪

♪ If you're ever gonna reach the top ♪

♪ You've got to watch all the seeds you sowed ♪

♪ Don't let 'em go to pot ♪

♪ You've got to live by the golden rule ♪

♪ Live what they teach in the Sunday school ♪

♪ Start at the bottom ♪

♪ If you're ever gonna reach the top ♪

♪ When Jacob climbed his ladder ♪

♪ He started at the bottom... ♪

[SONG CONTINUES FAINTLY ON JUKEBOX]

What can I get you this round, Jughead?

Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry?

[SIGHS]

I think just the check, Pop.

I've been re-reading all of Mr. Rayberry's work

and I've noticed some recurring themes.

Time passes,

seasons change,

life moves on, you know?

I... I don't know if I'm done mourning, but I...

I think I'm done wallowing.

I think I'm ready to move on.

I think he'd want me to move on.

I'm glad to hear it.

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[BELL DINGING]

Jughead, we're still working the Rayberry suicide case.

We need your help if we're gonna solve it.

[JUGHEAD] So much for moving on.

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