Tell me again exactly what happened.
Archie and I were in his room,
and then I got the phone call.
And you didn't recognize the voice?
The connection was pretty bad, but it was a man.
He said that we needed to get out of the house,
that there was a bomb under the bed.
We have to go.
Yeah, so we ran downstairs,
slid under the dining room table
right when the bomb went off.
And Jughead, you were...
I was in the garage.
This is unbelievable.
I think the three of you need to go to the hospital.
- We're fine. - Yeah.
- Mom, we really don't need to go. - I just honestly
don't have insurance for that, so...
Okay, well, fine. The two of you stay. But Betty, you're coming with me. We're gonna get you checked out.
You could have a concussion and not even know about it.
Come with me.
Walk me through this again, Archie.
You and Betty ran into the dining room and hid?
Under which table?
The one that's completely crushed?
Bingo.
Enjoy.
Jughead?
What happened?
Archie's house...
- blew up. - What?
Yeah, everyone's fine. But "An Explosion on Elm Street..."
is a huge story for our town.
I need to get on it ASAP, so can I...
can I stay at your place for a couple of days?
- Of course. - Thank you.
Thanks.
As you both know, I've always wanted to make it on Broadway.
Well, it's time I gave New York another shot.
That's great. Good for you, Kev.
Since you're being honest, we have something we need to tell you too.
Toni and I...
are dating.
How did that happen?
I guess becoming parents and living together,
it changed our connection from platonic to romantic.
Yeah, sometimes the best relationships start out as friendships.
I will admit that I'm a little bit surprised.
Yeah, but for the record,
we're both still very much bisexual.
And proud to be part of the queer community.
Amen to that.
Hey, Dad. What's up?
A bomb went off?
Where?
Kevin, what's up?
What is it?
My father.
He blew up Archie's house.
Mistress Cheryl.
Brittania, can't you see I'm doing scholarly research?
A bomb went off at the Andrews house.
Apparently, Mr. Andrews and Miss Cooper were inside,
and Mr. Jones was in the garage.
Oh, dear.
- Were they killed? - No, they're alive.
- Somehow. - I don't understand.
A bomb?
How could a bomb...
Nana, Abigail's curse,
the one against Archibald Andrews, Jedediah Jones, and Beatrice Cooper,
was that for realzies?
Who can say?
Where's the parchment with the curse on it, Nana?
If my speaking the words aloud somehow
revived it to hex Archie, Betty and Jughead,
I need to study it.
Why, you seemed so upset after you read Abigail's words,
I burned it.
Nana, that's lunacy.
Not only did you manipulate me into invoking the curse,
which, it turns out, may be real,
you've now ruined my best chance of learning how to...
reverse it.
Luckily, the Blossom library is full of arcane texts
about witches and their wicked ways.
Have you called your mom?
No. Not yet.
I don't want to worry her.
It's her house, Archie.
Are you Bingo's dads?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
The good news is Bingo is alive.
But all four of his legs were broken.
I'd like to keep Bingo here for a week.
Keep track of his healing process
and make sure his bones set properly.
You have a very lucky dog, Mr. Andrews.
- Hey. - Hi.
I figured you would be in the zone,
so I brought you some dinner.
How's writing going?
Yeah. It's good. It's going.
It started as an article about the destruction of a cherished family home.
But I figured what better time to expose Hiram Lodge for the villain that he is.
Well, please do not let me interrupt.
Write one hell of an expose, Jug.
And pound those nails into Hiram Lodge's coffin.
Enough's enough, Toni.
The Ghoulies fire-bombed Pop's, they blew up Archie's house.
We need to go nuclear on them.
Look, I understand the impulse, Fangs.
We have Baby Anthony to think about now.
We can't just be as reckless as we once were.
I have intel that the Ghoulies have a new leader from Chicago.
Name of Twyla Twyst.
Let's call her in for a sit-down
and try and de-escalate things.
Do you really think this is gonna work, Mistress Cheryl?
The best way to nullify a curse
is with reversing candles made from beeswax.
As the candles burn down, the curse melts away.
So, in less than 24 hours,
all of the nastiness I've called down upon Betty, on Archie and Jughead
should be rendered null and void.
Mistress Blossom...
do we now believe in magic and curses?
I believe there was once a time
where a magic and superstition were a part of the daily fabric of our lives.
Given what we've been experiencing as of late, Britta,
I believe a new Age of Wonderment is upon us.
I had to silence my phone because everyone
keeps texting and calling to check in.
Me too.
I talked to my mom. She's flying in from Chicago.
How long do you have to stay here?
Just overnight for observation.
Except for two cracked ribs...
I'm fine.
You shielded me.
How?
How did I shield you? We were right there
in the room when the bomb went off.
I'm not sure.
But if you hadn't thrown yourself in front of me...
pulled me in tight, and shielded me with your body, then I...
wouldn't be here talking to you right now.
What happened to us, Betty?
What's happening to me?
I don't know.
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Which one of you Delilahs blew out my reversing candles?
It wasn't me. I would never.
Perhaps it was a night breeze.
Says the old maid who tricked me
into putting a curse on my school chums in the first place?
Never touch my altar again.
Or perhaps I'll put a curse on you next.
Thanks for humoring me, honey.
I was just so worried that you had a concussion or internal bleeding.
Thank God you're okay.
Sorry.
What were you saying?
I was just quoting your genius article.
But your phone's ringing, and you didn't notice it.
Hello. This is Jones.
Yes.
Of course I do.
It's the Wall Beat Journal.
Yeah, that's the correct email.
Thank you. Thank you. All right.
The Wall Beat Journal wants to run my article.
- What? - Nationally.
- Oh, my God. - They said they've been trying to nail
Hiram Lodge for years too.
That's huge, Jug.
What were you saying about my genius, again?
I have to assume this was my father's doing.
Yeah, if it wasn't Hiram who put the bomb under Archie's bed,
then he probably paid someone to do it.
But, on the plus side, the FBI's finally making
Hiram's immediate capture a priority.
And I want to help.
I'm reaching out to Hermosa to get information
about my father's below-board operations,
the locations of his safe houses,
his known and suspected contacts,
anything and everything that will help bring him in.
Thank you, Vee. I appreciate it.
One-hundred and ninety-three pounds.
I was 165 last week.
I just got a call from RIVW.
Apparently, there was quite the scene that happened after we left Riverdale General.
What happened?
Details are still coming in,
but they found a nurse in a dumpster behind the hospital.
Throat slit.
That's awful.
- Papi did what? - You heard me.
He crossed the ultimate line, Hermosa,
and nearly killed an FBI agent in the process.
Which is why they're now leading a nationwide manhunt.
Do yourself a favor
and help me help them.
Tell me where he goes when he wants to disappear.
I'll need immunity for myself,
- and give me a few hours. - Thank you, Hermosa.
Thank you, Glen. Really, you did not need to do that.
Okay.
Hiram Lodge has been a person of interest for the last several years,
and as of two days ago, he is now on our Most Wanted List.
In those files, you will find his possible whereabouts,
known associates, financial records, phone data.
I'm expecting fresh intel later today.
But this should be enough to get you started.
Agent Lin, would you mind helping me with something off-case?
Of course. What do you need?
A nurse was murdered at Riverdale General Hospital today,
a young woman, in her 20s.
Would you mind looking into an orderly who's employed there?
First name Trevor.
Okay. You think he's responsible?
Right now it's just a hunch.
Thank you.
Talked to my dad. Told him I needed to step away from the dealership.
So we...
can focus on the casino.
That's good.
Ronnie, what's that?
Privileged information about my father's criminal empire.
Everything you would need to hunt him down and
make him pay.
For the FBI?
No.
Not the FBI.
Daddy's had many chances.
A more...
permanent solution needs to happen.
Which is why I am reaching out to the underworld...
and putting a bounty on his head.
Ronnie, no matter what Hiram did, he's still your dad.
It's an act of self-preservation.
My father will never stop gunning for us.
And where have you been tonight, Glen?
Just had some dinner,
stopped off for a few beers, you know.
Hey.
You...
You seeing anyone lately?
Yeah. Archie.
Come on. That pipsqueak?
He satisfies you, really?
A lot more than you ever did.
Come on, Betty.
You know you want this.
Don't.
You're crazy, you know that?
You have no idea.
It's okay, Mom.
It's just stuff.
Things that can be replaced.
I'm not crying about that, Archie.
I'm just imagining you here when it happened.
You could have died.
How did you not die?
In all seriousness, look at this place.
I think I know.
It was your father.
It's the only thing that makes sense.
It was your dad.
It's his house.
He was looking out for you.
And for Betty.
Thank you for coming, Anatol.
I have prepared this dossier of information
I believe you'll find very useful.
How much is the bounty?
A cool two million.
Do you want him dead or alive?
I don't want him to hurt me or my friends ever again.
I see. Dead, then.
I understand and will comply.
Reggie, can I call you back?
Ronnie, I'm at the hospital.
My dad just had a heart attack at the dealership.
You've been keeping busy, Topaz.
Councilwoman, new mom, small business owner.
Sweet place, by the way.
We asked you here to propose a cease fire, Twyla.
Now that Hiram's gone and the Feds are on his ass,
there's nobody funding your crew.
Maybe we can broker an agreement.
You're wrong about Lodge.
When Hiram left town, he made us a deal.
As long as we keep doing what he asked,
he'll make a monthly deposit into a private account for us
from a third-party bank, of course.
What did that scumbag ask you to do?
One, destroy Riverdale.
And two, kill Archie Andrews.
And by the way, I only took this meeting out of courtesy.
And to see for myself
what kind of threat the Southside Serpents might be.
From where I'm sitting, we're looking fine.
All right, I'm done.
You can get the hell out of my bar.
No problem. I'll be back soon enough.
Let's go.
Archie, Toni and Fangs are here to see you.
So their leader, Twyla Twyst, told you guys all this?
She's stone-cold crazy, Archie. Like all the Ghoulies.
Just so for your own safety, we think it's best if get out of Riverdale as fast you can.
The Ghoulies, they still live down by the docks, don't they?
Yeah.
But Archie, neither you nor we have the fire-power to go against them.
We'll need to call reinforcements first.
We're just waiting to hear back from FP.
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
I just want to know which neighborhood to steer clear of, that's all.
Unbelievable.
What infernal game is my nana playing?
Time to catch this septuagenarian saboteur crimson-handed.
Come on, Brittania.
Your instincts about that orderly
were spot-on, Agent Cooper.
Trevor Collins has a sketchy employment history.
He's worked at multiple hospitals around the country
and always seems to leave after a few months.
- Sometimes he quits, and sometimes he's fired. - Any convictions?
In and out of juvie, then did six months at Shankshaw for drug possession.
Interesting.
Every hospital has their own in-house pharmacy.
I wonder if there's been any thefts reported recently.
Agent Cooper, there's one more thing you should know.
A bunch of us were working out together this morning,
Agent Scot included.
And he started saying things about you.
Really? What did Glen say?
That you two reconnected.
That things got steamy, and that you accidentally elbowed him in the nose during...
I get it, yeah.
Thank you for letting me know, Marsha.
Hey, Twyla.
Damn.
And I thought the Ghoulies had a death wish.
Does anyone wanna tell me which one of you bums put a bomb under my bed?
Or do things have to get messy?
You know, what kills me the most...
is that we were finally in a good place.
I just thought we had more time.
Of course.
And you will, Reggie.
Do you think you'll spend the night here?
Definitely, yeah.
In that case, let me... let me go home and pack an overnight bag for you.
- Hello. - Da.
- Anatol, is that you? - Yes.
I was about to call you, Miss Lodge.
It's done.
What?
What... what do you mean it's done?
- Already? How is that possible? - What can I say?
I'm a professional.
Check your inbox.
Oh, my God. What happened now?
Some Ghoulies tried to mug me.
Where are you hurt?
Nowhere. It's not my blood.
It's all theirs. I don't have a scratch on me.
What are you doing here?
Get yourself cleaned up. I need your help with something.
Could I get a refill on this coffee?
Hey, buddy.
I'm talking to you.
I've got your refill right here, sir.
Sorry for the delay.
Jughead, what is up with you?
I mean, couldn't you hear him?
Yeah. I could. I was just in my head.
No, no. No, I know when you're "in your head."
This is something else.
Try again.
The truth this time.
The explosion really messed up my hearing.
Did a lot of damage.
I'm just afraid it's getting worse.
Hi.
I'm Agent Cooper with the FBI.
Do you mind if I ask you a couple of questions?
What's this all about?
It's about the murder that took place here two nights ago.
Yeah.
I heard about that.
So, tell me, Trevor, why were you fired from St. Michael's Hospital eight months ago?
I... I wasn't fired.
I quit.
So it wasn't because you were caught stealing drugs from the pharmacy?
And you didn't kill the nurse here for that exact same reason,
because she caught you with your hand in the cookie jar?
I wouldn't do that if I were you, bro.
Not unless you want me to break both your arms.
He'll do it too.
Since the explosion...
I've started to see...
How do I describe this?
I can see people's energy,
if it's threatening, like their auras.
- Is that crazy? - No. No.
Betty, I'm getting heavier, denser.
Also invulnerable.
Until I figure out what's happening to me,
I am afraid I might hurt people.
- I might hurt you. - Archie, you can't.
I told you, I see threats.
I saw it with that orderly. I saw it with Glen.
Glen? Your boss?
Back in Quantico when I was a trainee, we had a brief thing.
And last night, he was drunk and he got handsy.
But it's fine. I'm taking care of it. You don't have to do anything.
Okay?
But I don't want you to be afraid of hurting me, Arch.
Because I'm not.
Britta?
What are you doing in here?
I'm not Britta.
Abigail?
Nana...
something is very wrong with Britta.
I caught her trying to blow out the candles in the alter last night,
but when she spoke to me,
her eyes, her voice, her soul...
I believe they might be Abigail's.
I wondered.
Abigail's spirit could have entered the child's body
when you invoked her curse.
And now, perchance, Abigail controls the girl's body at night.
I can't believe I'm asking this, but to free Britta,
do we have to perform an exorcism?
No, no.
Okay.
We must perform
a banishment.
Anyone home?
Can I help you?
I certainly hope so.
So sorry to intrude.
See, I was strolling by, and...
- Are you the owner? - Yes, I am.
What a pleasure to meet you. My name's Percival.
Look, I'm new in town and I'm looking for a house.
I know I'm chancing my arm here, but would you have any interest in selling?
- Possibly. - No, we're not interested.
Right.
Tell you what, take my card.
Should you have any interest in divesting yourselves of the property,
I'd give you a very generous price...
even in its current condition.
Well, thank you, Mr. Pickens.
That's right. Percival Pickens.
Look forward to hearing from you.
So, we have video surveillance,
evidence that's being collected as we speak,
that we'll be able to review soon.
Where are the guys?
Well...
per my conversation with Director Wilcox, they've been reassigned.
And so have you, Glen.
You're no longer helping me with the Hiram Lodge case.
Also, congratulations.
You're now the subject of an FBI sexual harassment investigation.
Fly away, little bird.
Fly away.
Bye-bye.
Bye.
What did the doctor say?
I can't hear you.
He said I'm...
98% deaf in my left ear
and 87% deaf in my right.
We're gonna get through this...
together.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
No problem.
Mom, before you go back to Chicago, we should talk about the house.
Sell the house to me.
I have money saved up from the army,
and I never touched the college fund you and Dad set up for me.
It will be tight, but I can do it.
So what, you're just gonna spend your entire life living in the same house?
Would that be such a bad thing?
I don't know. Maybe not.
Well, I would love to have your blessing.
Hey, Reggie.
How's your dad?
Much, much better. Thank God.
He woke up. The doctor said he's a total stress-case
and needs to start taking a million pills, but...
he'll make a full recovery.
That's amazing news, Reggie.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
You know that thing with my father?
I called it off.
Yeah, you were right.
I'm so relieved to hear you say that, Ronnie.
I knew you weren't that person.
Untie me, you wretched women.
Spirit, we compel you, leave her.
Spirit, we compel you...
Spirit, we compel you, leave her.
It burns! It burns!
It burns!
Abigail Blossom, release this child
and return to the realm of the dead
and take with you your curse.
What's going on?
Whyte Wyrm, this is Toni.
You send your red-headed bruiser to do your dirty work?
Well, it's on, bitch.
The Ghoulies are declaring an all-out war against the Serpents.
Twyla, we didn't do anything.
I underestimated you, Topaz.
I thought with a baby in the house, your days of starting wars were over.
Nice to know nothing's off the table now.
What the hell happened?
Archie did something, and now Twyla Twyst has declared war on us.
- Oh, no. - Oh, yes.
It's nice to see you again, Abigail.
And in the proper vessel this time.
I'm so sorry about that temporary misplacement in that girl.
But thanks to the incantation
I was murmuring during the banishment...
I am now exactly where I belong.
In a body befitting my spirit.
Thank you for postponing your trip to take care of Baby Anthony, Kevin.
Yeah, it's just until we assess how much of a threat the Ghoulies really are.
I'll guard him with my life.
And here.
And one last signature here.
Congratulations. You are now the proud owner of this structure.
- Thank you, ma'am. - Thanks.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Thank you, Mom, for trusting me.
How could you, Veronica?
He was our father.
- I did what had to be done. - Shut up.
You better watch your back, hermanita,
because blood will have blood.
You're a marked woman.
You wanted to finish our talk, Betty?
I did. I do.
Something's clearly happening to us,
triggered by that explosion.
Whatever it is...
I think that we should face it together.
Betty, I... I want to.
But if things get weirder...
Well, they will.
But that's all the more reason for us to be there for each other.
Okay, then.
If you really want to be with an unemployed,
non-unionized construction worker
with a mortgage that he can't afford,
then who am I to say no to that?
Well, I'm all in.
Me too.
No.
Hello?
Hey.
Yeah. How's Bingo?
Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can.
Thank you.
What is it? Did Bingo take a turn for the worse?
No. Actually, the opposite.
In fact, they already took his casts off.
Seriously? It's been three days since he broke his legs.
Yeah, apparently, they're not broken anymore.
His bones are completely healed.
You shouldn't have disrespected Betty that way.
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