Riverdale (2016–…): Season 3, Episode 2 - Chapter Thirty-Seven: Fortune and Men's Eyes - full transcript

Previously on
Riverdale...

Ben and I, we thought it was just a game.
But it's not. It's so much more.

He's real.
The Gargoyle King.

Dilton...

Ben! Hey.

Framing Archie for murder?

Conspiring to keep
him locked away?

You don't have
a daughter anymore.

We could start our
own version of the Farm.

You're actually buying this

Farm crap that some huckster named
Edgar Evernever is selling you?



Oh, my God. Betty!

I didn't kill anyone.
But I could have.

I have to
take responsibility for that.

I can't put you and everyone
else through this again.

I'll take the deal.

Your Honor, I'm guilty.

We've all felt it.

On the first day
of a new school year.

Butterflies in the stomach.

We've all looked around
and wondered...

Where am I gonna fit in here?

Who am I gonna
sit with at lunch?

Will I even
make it till lunch?

Multiply that by a thousand,



and that's how Archie Andrews
felt as he was being "processed"

at the Leopold and Loeb
Juvenile Detention Center.

Andrews.

Warden wants
to see you. Let's go.

It's Shakespeare.
Do you know what it means?

No, sir.

It means you're alone,

and you have no one
to blame but yourself.

I read your file.

Besides killing
that boy at Shadow Lake,

I'm told you have
an affinity for music.

We have a music room.

No one uses it,
but it's there.

I keep an orderly house,
Mr. Andrews.

Respect that
and we'll get on just fine.

You understand?

Yes, sir.

I just got off the phone with
the warden at juvenile hall.

He says that Archie's been processed.
He's okay.

Thank God.

Yeah. I got a line
on those three thugs

that gave false
testimony against him.

I'm friends with the sheriff
over at Shadow County.

They found the remains of a
campfire in the deep woods.

Archie's in jail,
and these cretins are basically camping.

Not for long.
We'll make damn sure of that.

Meanwhile, I'll keep the home
fires burning at Riverdale High,

so everyone knows
my Archiekins

will be back in time
for homecoming

and everything will be
just as he left it.

Dr. Patel kept Betty
overnight for observation,

but it was just a precaution.

Well, did he say
what caused the seizure?

They ran tests,

but he suspects it's just
good old-fashioned stress.

Oh, Betty.

I was up all night
with the twins.

We were so worried about you.

- You were worried about me?
- Hmm?

What about Juniper and Dagwood?
Are they all right?

Okay, here we go again.

Juniper and Dagwood
are napping.

They're fine.
Why wouldn't they be?

Um, because
I saw you and Mom

throw the twins into
a giant bonfire last night.

All right, that's enough.

The only thing
burning last night

was the hibachi
in the backyard.

We were making skewers
with a few friends.

- From the Farm?
- Yeah, as a matter of fact.

You must have just had a hallucination
while you had the seizure.

It was so real.

Sweetheart.

Oh, my God, Dilton is dead?

Yeah.

And Ben from the drive-in,
he's barely hanging on.

Doctors don't know when
or if he's even gonna wake up.

Sheriff Minetta
asked me to keep

the whole thing hush-hush
for the family's sake.

But Betty,
what I saw was...

What, Jug?

It was like a ritual site.

Their lips were blue.

There were these chalices that were
filled with poison or something.

Animal bones
were in a circle.

The tree
had markings on it.

There was a winged totem
with a skull and branches.

So, was it a murder
or a suicide pact gone wrong?

I have no idea.
I saw Ben and Dilton.

They were playing
this weird game at Pop's.

Dilton was raving about someone
called the Gargoyle King.

I was also thinking that

maybe you and I could
investigate this together,

for old times' sake.

Or at least until we catch a
new lead with Archie's case.

I like that idea.

I'll try to see if Dr. Curdle can
get us into the coroner's office.

Have more romantic
words ever been spoken?

No.

You're bunking with Mad Dog.

Hey.

I'm Archie.
You're Mad Dog, right?

How long you been in?

- Listen, bro, since we're gonna be cellmates...
- Nice shoes.

I'd keep 'em tied real tight.

Mr. Weatherbee,

as Archie's girlfriend
and former running-mate,

I just wanna let you know
that I'll be stepping in

as interim
student body president.

I'm sorry, Miss Lodge,
but someone else has already petitioned

to be president
just this morning.

What? Who did?

Cheryl, what the hell
do you think you're doing,

trying to steal
Archie's presidency?

Who would you have lead us through
the super dark times of junior year?

Ethel Muggs?

I saw the poor girl earlier.

She was fuguing about some winged
creature that was after her.

Actually, I was thinking
I'd keep Archie's seat warm.

Why?

When JFK was shot,
Jackie O didn't become president.

Lyndon B. Johnson did.

And then he
lead us into Vietnam.

I'm just saying.

Her man's in the big house, Cheryl.
Give her a break.

I get it, and I sympathize...

Up to a point.

But let's be reals, Veronica.

I need this presidency for my college
applications a lot more than Archie does.

You guys mind if I sit?

I'm Slash.

Who gave you that ink?
Looks fresh.

FP Jones did.

His son, Jughead,
made me a Serpent.

Said I could
hang out with you guys.

You're no Serpent, Archie.

Joaquin?

What the hell
are you doing in juvie?

Didn't you hear?

I came to town to
help Fangs escape,

stuck around,

got hauled in
during riot night.

I know this guy, Slash.

He's Mr. Clean-Cut
All-American.

You're Jughead's pal,
not a Serpent.

You have to earn
our trust and protection

with a test of loyalty.

See that Ghoulie over there?

I want you to go up to him

and shiv him.

Don't worry about the guards.

We pay them
to turn a blind eye.

Do that,

and then we'll
have your back, huh?

You're kidding, right?

Not gonna happen, bro.

I don't need
your protection that bad.

Nice shoes.

Dr. Curdle?

Oh, you're not...

I'm his son.

We spoke
over the phone earlier.

I took over
after my father passed away.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Do you have the money?

The toxicology report revealed lethal
levels of cyanide in Mr. Doiley's blood.

I surmise the surviving boy didn't
drink enough to finish the job.

Dr. Curdle,
if you had to guess,

murder or suicide?

Well, the body
did show signs of stress.

Three symbols
carved out on his back.

Runic, I'd say.

Would you mind
if I got a shot of those?

What caused,
uh, the blue lips?

The cyanide was mixed into a
sugary drink called Fresh-Aid.

Blueberry flavored.

There's something
dimly familiar about this.

But you asked me before if I
thought this was murder or suicide.

I'm not sure what it is, but...

whatever it is, it's darker than
what happened to Jason Blossom,

or what the Black Hood did.

No, what we're
looking at here,

I believe,
is the true face of evil.

What's up, guys?

You don't remember us?

Should I?
Have we met before?

We were at the drag race the
day you called the cops on us.

We're in here
because of you.

Ghoulies.

Crap.

Look, guys, I don't want
any trouble. I'm sorry.

Neither do we.
We just want your shoes.

What?

Don't touch his face.

Why are you sitting that way?

I'm just a little sore,
Ronnie, that's all.

Sore from what?

Working out.
There's an amazing gym here.

Uh-huh.

And, uh,
where are your shoes?

Uh, the warden took them
from me when I got here.

Along with all
my other clothes.

That doesn't make any sense.

Ronnie.
Talk to me about school.

What am I missing?
How's the new speakeasy coming along?

It's coming.

What's it feel like being
president in my place?

Hi, I'm checking in on the
status of a friend of mine.

Ben Button?

Oh, wait, he's out of the ICU?
That's great.

Uh, what time are
your visiting hours?

Uh, thank you.

Hi. I'm Evelyn.
And you're Betty Cooper.

I'm sorry, do I know you?

Well, not exactly.

We almost met through
your mom and your sister.

They're studying with my dad.

Edgar Evernever.

Yeah. That's right.

Anyway, I go to
school here now,

so I just wanted
to say hi,

and to let you know
that I won't tell anyone

about what
happened the other night.

What are you talking about?

Well, your seizure, of course.

Wait, sorry, wait, you...
you were there?

Yeah, your mom invited
us over for a cookout

and to burn
a few of her things.

So, how are you feeling?

Uh...

Um...

Uh, you know what, Evelyn?
I have to go.

I have to visit a friend
in the hospital, so...

Yeah, no worries.
I totally understand.

Dude, what are you doing?

What we've been
doing all summer.

I thought we could
sneak off to the boiler room.

My dad is right over there.

Why?

He's the new RROTC instructor,
and he's making me sign up.

So if he's going to be around school,
we have to take it easy.

Hey, Cadet Mason,
on time is late.

Let's go. Room 302.

Talk to you later, Kev.

Veronica!

Oh, that's right,
you work here now.

I'll have a cherry phosphate
and curly fries. Girls?

I don't work at Pop's, Cheryl.
I own it.

And as of this moment,
you're no longer welcome here.

You can't discriminate
against someone

because they're
better-looking than you.

Cheryl, you're
acting like trash,

and I don't want
to get a citation.

Vixens, leave us be.

Now, then.

What are you
really mad about?

Because it can't be that I'm making
a play for student body president.

Actually, Cheryl,
that's exactly why I'm mad.

I made a promise to Archie
that when he gets out,

I'll have everything in place
waiting for him.

And that includes
this stupid presidency.

Just a suggestion,

but maybe you should
channel that rage

into something
more productive.

Like getting
your boyfriend sprung.

There's an organization
called the Innocence Project.

I looked into it when I was
accused of Jay-Jay's murder.

Maybe you
should check it out.

A little food for thought.

Speaking of food,

cancel my order.
I'm going to TGI Thursdays.

Hi, Mrs. Button.

We just wanted
to see how Ben was doing.

How do you know my Ben?

Uh, from school.

And he and I used to work
at the Twilight Drive-In.

Oh.

How's he doing?

He's stabilized,
but he hasn't woken up yet.

Do you know what happened
in the woods, Mrs. Button?

No. Ben's always been a bit of an odd duck,
you could say.

Kept to himself.

Especially after his piano
teacher was murdered.

But this summer,
he became friends with...

- Dilton Doiley.
- That's right.

It's like he became
a different person.

Secretive, sneaking out
at all hours,

having these
horrible nightmares.

Mrs. Button.

Do you know what this is
or how it got here?

Maybe that
nice girl left it.

Someone else
came to visit Ben?

A-Another friend from school.

I don't remember her name.
She wore a bow in her hair.

Jughead. Betty.

Look, I don't care how Keller
ran things when he was sheriff,

but I won't let
a couple of teenagers

compromise an active
murder investigation.

If this is an active
murder investigation,

you might wanna start by letting
the rest of the town know.

Sheriff Minetta?

What, Henderson?

An Adventure Scout's
parents called.

- They haven't seen him in two days.
- What?

We've got
a missing kid, Sheriff,

and he was a part
of Dilton Doiley's troop.

Madam Mayor?

- Wait. Why are you not in school?
- I'm on my way,

but this couldn't wait.

I'm starting a chapter

of the Innocence Project
here in Riverdale.

And with a letter
of support from Town Hall,

I can cut through
all that silly red tape.

I told you,
I cannot get in the middle

of this war between
you and your father.

But I'm not here as your daughter.
I'm here as a citizen.

One of your constituents
sits in juvenile detention,

wrongfully convicted.

And I intend
to get him acquitted.

Your endorsement could help
sway a lot of dubious minds.

Please, Mom.

Fine.

- I'll have Gloria draft the letter.
- Wonderful.

Oh, and I'm also
accepting donations.

Hi, Ethel.

Hey, does this look
familiar to you?

Where did you get that?

Ben's hospital room.

What were you doing there?

I don't have to tell you anything,
okay, you're not the police.

Ethel, wait.

We're just trying
to figure out what happened

to Ben and Dilton
and the missing Scout.

- Is this the Gargoyle King?
- How do you know about that?

Dilton started to tell me,
but he only got so far.

So, is it?

No. No, it's the opposite.

I made that talisman to...

To protect Ben.

How do you even know Ben?

He's my boyfriend.

I've never
seen you two together.

We started dating
this summer.

And we spent all
our time in the bunker, so...

What bunker?

Never mind.
- Ethel, just...

What bunker?

Dilton's. In the woods.

Dilton Doiley has a secret
bunker in the woods?

It was our secret spot.

And Dilton's too.

Can you at least
just tell us where it is?

I mean, I can't.
It's too hard to describe.

Then can you
show us where it is?

Ethel, it's either us
or Sheriff Minetta.

Okay, fine, but you have
to keep it a secret.

- Sure.
- Of course.

And we have to go at night,
so nobody can see us.

Do you guys know
where Fox Footbridge is?

I tried to warn you.

Yeah.

Apparently, the Ghoulies
really like sneakers.

You're a Serpent.

Why didn't they
look out for you?

Because I wouldn't
shiv a Ghoulie.

How come?

Because that's not who I am.

Maybe not yet,

but you will be soon.

The moment you set foot in here,
you lost your humanity.

You're an animal
in a cage now.

And an animal does whatever he
has to do to live, to survive.

What do you do, Mad Dog?

You're not a Ghoulie,
you're not a Serpent.

I doubt anyone in here
messes with you.

You have stuff
no other prisoner does.

Why?

You don't want to know.

And trust me,
you don't want to get tapped.

Take my advice this time.

Be an animal

before they kill you like one.

What is wrong
with the two of you?

- Dad?
- What's goin' on?

Sheriff Minetta called. He said...
- Called us both.

He said he caught
the two of you

snooping around Ben Button's
room at the hospital.

Look, Dad, something weird
is going on here.

No one wants to talk about it.

But Dilton came to me
for help. You were there.

I feel like I
owe him something.

Boy, you don't
owe him anything.

This has nothing
to do with you.

And you, Betty.
This is exactly

what Dr. Patel
was talking about.

You keep this up,
young lady,

and you'll have
another seizure.

Seizure?

Did you have a seizure
and not tell me about it?

She most certainly did.

And it's because
you keep dragging her

into these
murder investigations.

You are unbelievable, Mom.

- Hey, Betty...
- Ah...

- FP, can you please?
- Boy, don't even think about it.

We're going home.
Everyone needs to cool off.

You really didn't have
to get me anything, Ronnie.

Nonsense.
Reggie helped me pick them out.

Go on, open it.

To replace your other pair.

They'll be perfect for your
triumphant strut out of here

when the Innocence Project gets
your conviction overturned.

They're great, Ronnie. Thanks.

Sucks, you could have worn those
fresh kicks to the pep rally.

Yeah.
How are the Dogs doin', Reg?

Coach Clayton's
running our asses off.

The varsity squad's gonna be
tough to beat this year,

especially with Moose
anchoring the O-Line.

The dude is a straight beast.

But we're missing
our star running back.

We need you back
on the field, bro.

Is he for real?

Yo, Joaquin, it's your boy.

You got a death-wish,
Archie, is that it?

No, Joaquin.

I wanna live.

But, guys, straight up,

most of us are gonna
be here for a long time,

and I...

I don't want to do that time
living like an animal.

Shivving each other
in the freaking yard.

That might be what
the guards and the warden

and the rest of the world
out there expects of us,

but screw them.

Let's show them
there's another way.

And what way is that?

If we weren't here,
we'd be in high school,

joining clubs,
trying out for sports.

Not me.

I dropped out
in the fourth grade

to run drugs
to support my nana.

That means you haven't known
the triumphs and defeats,

the epic highs and lows
of high school football.

But you will.

At least for one afternoon,
when all of us play a game,

one game,

to remind them
that we are not animals.

That we're men.

Not Ghoulies versus Serpents.

No gangs. We'll mix it up
for a clean, fair game.

Or we gut you like a fish

and take your shoes again.

Kid's got a point.

We keep killing each other,
they're the only ones who win.

I know all about that.

How about this?

MVP wins my new sneakers.

How about that?

If that's some weird tea from the Farm,
I really don't want it.

It's chamomile, Betty.
Calm down.

Listen, honey, I thought you would've
told Jughead about your seizure.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have assumed.

It's okay.

It really scared me,
what happened to you.

I'm fine, Mom.

I just want you to be safe.

I know. And I am.

Good night.

So what
happened, exactly?

One minute I was fine,

the next I was hallucinating
some truly insane stuff,

like out of a horror movie.

And then I woke up
in the emergency room

embarrassed, to be honest,

and that's why
I didn't say anything,

because it's nothing.

Dr. Patel said
it was just stress.

Great.

And I ask you to investigate
a double suicide-slash-murder?

Weirdly, being in the woods with
you investigating something crazy

is the least stressful,
most normal thing I can think of.

Kind of reminds me of

like when we first
started dating, remember?

That's probably Ethel, right?

Jug, do you see that?

Yeah, I do.

Okay. Run.

Is that the thing we just saw?

If I had to hazard
a guess, yeah.

Behold the Gargoyle King.

Luckily for us,
doesn't run very fast.

No, but really, it was too
tall to be Ethel, I think.

Unless she was on stilts,
which is a possibility

because she's not
answering her phone.

I mean, is there anything
on Dilton's map?

You mean what we should've
checked in the first place?

Uh, yeah.

Right here. This is where
I found Ben and Dilton.

And this is the footbridge
where Ethel wanted us to meet,

but this...

What does that
look like to you?

I mean, I was researching
Runic symbols earlier.

That one didn't show up.

What if it's not a symbol?
What if that's the drawing for the hatch?

That leads to
the underground bunker.

I mean, if this map is
halfway accurate,

I'd say that that's right around
the deadfall in Fox Forest.

We can find this, Betty.

I think this football game
is a fantastic idea,

but are you sure it's safe?

It's fully sanctioned.

Everyone wants this.
The Ghoulies, the Serpents.

Everyone wants to feel...

Free.

Oh, I so wish I could be there
cheering you on to victory.

Me too.

And if ever there were a group of
guys who needed a pep rally...

I've reconsidered your bid

for student council president.

Why, pray tell?

Because you were right.

Protecting Archie's presidency doesn't
really help him in any meaningful way.

I'm glad you've
come to your senses.

However, I know something that
would help bolster his spirits,

but I would need your help,
and the Vixens'.

Thanks, Delores,
I'll, uh, see you around.

Sure.

- Hey, handsome.
- Hey, Kev.

Um, me and some of the guys from
the RROTC are having a chow-down,

but I'll see you
at school tomorrow?

Moose, are you ashamed of me?

No, I just...

I'm with the guys.

I'll talk to you later.

Will you play
football with us, Mad Dog?

Can't.

Warden says I
got other business.

What the hell are you to him?

Before this place...

I had a mom.

A little brother.

A girl, too.

Liz.

They used to come visit me
every Saturday.

One day, the warden tells me
I can't see them anymore.

They've been banned.

It's for my own good, he said.

That was two years ago.

That's not right.

Next month,
they'll transfer me to a real prison

where I'll spend
the next 20 years.

You got a life
after this, a girl.

Don't let them
take that away from you.

Let's go, Mad Dog.

Good luck
with the game, Archie.

Well...

Dilton really was
a hardcore survivalist.

I'll go first.

Good God.

Looks like the inside
of a Philip K. Dick novel.

I think this is all
that game they were playing.

Yeah, Gryphons and Gargoyles.

It looks like Ben and Dilton
were in pretty deep.

I wonder if Ethel
was playing with them.

Jug.

Doesn't that look like the thing
that came at us last night?

Yeah, the Gargoyle King.

He's also featured prominently
on this copper coin.

Betty?

Oh, God.

"Drink from
the correct cup..."

Blue lips, cyanide.

It was a challenge.

It's all part of that stupid
game they were playing.

Pick the chalice
that's not poisoned

and win, I guess?

So it was suicide.

Maybe.

Or something
even more insidious.

You know
how worried your folks are?

Doesn't matter. I'm supposed
to stay hidden in the bunker

until Master Doiley
comes back.

Jeez.

Kid, haven't you heard?

Dilton's not coming back.

That's a lie.

No, it's not.

Dilton is...

dead.

I'm sorry.

Were you playing Gryphons
and Gargoyles with Dilton?

I was his apprentice.
He was teaching me how to play,

so I could eventually
join the game.

Ben Button?

And Ben's
girlfriend Ethel Muggs?

Yes, but Princess Etheline
isn't dating Ben in real life.

Only in the game.

And she warned me
two enemies

- might invade the bunker.
- Okay.

Well, game's over,
all right?

So, I'm gonna get you
back to your folks.

And then we need to pay another
visit to Princess Etheline.

Yeah!

Set. Hut!

Not so fun
without the pads, huh?

Nah, man, this is great.

Holy hell!

It's about
to get a whole lot better.

Who the hell is that?

That's my girl.

♪♪ The warden threw a party
In the county jail ♪♪

♪♪ The prison
band was there And they began to wail ♪♪

♪♪ The band was jumpin'
And the joint began to swing ♪♪

♪♪ You should've heard them
Knocked outjailbirds sing ♪♪

♪♪ Let's rock ♪♪

♪♪ Everybody, let's rock ♪♪

♪♪ Everybody
In the whole cell block ♪♪

♪♪ Was dancin'
To the Jailhouse Rock ♪♪

♪♪ Number forty-seven
Said to number three ♪♪

♪♪ "You're the cutest
Jailbird I ever did see ♪♪

♪♪ I sure would be delighted
With your company ♪♪

♪♪ Come on and do
The Jailhouse Rock with me" ♪♪

♪♪ Let's rock ♪♪

♪♪ Everybody, let's rock ♪♪

♪♪ Everybody
In the whole cell block ♪♪

♪♪ Was dancin'
To the Jailhouse Rock ♪♪

♪♪ Spider Murphy
Played the tenor saxophone ♪♪

♪♪ Little Joe was blowin'
On the slide trombone ♪♪

♪♪ The drummer boy From Illinois
Went crash, boom, bang ♪♪

♪♪ The whole rhythm section
Was the Purple Gang ♪♪

♪♪ Let's rock ♪♪

♪♪ Everybody, let's rock ♪♪

♪♪ Everybody
In the whole cell block ♪♪

♪♪ Was dancin'
To the Jailhouse Rock ♪♪

What are you doing here?

Warden Norton is a friend
and a business associate.

He told me
about this little game

and invited me to come see it.

And you, of course,
had nothing better to do.

And as disrespectful
as you're being to me,

I won't let you flush your
life down the drain for a boy.

A criminal.
And I think you'll find

that, after today, you'll no longer
be allowed to visit Archie Andrews.

I get it. Warden Norton
is in your pocket.

Everyone is in your pocket

except for me and Archie.

You won't keep us apart.

But right now, I need to go cheer
my boyfriend on to victory,

so if you'll excuse me.

♪♪ Was dancin'
To the Jailhouse Rock ♪♪

♪♪ Dancin' to
The Jailhouse Rock ♪♪

♪♪ Dancin' to
The Jailhouse Rock ♪♪

♪♪ Dancin' to
The Jailhouse Rock ♪♪

Down. Set. Hut!

Stop the riot!

Stop the riot!

It's a freakin' ambush.
Everybody run!

Archie!

Let go of him!

Wait.

What's happening?
Where's Mad Dog?

What happened to his stuff?

You didn't hear?

Mad Dog died in the riot.

The one you started.

No, that's impossible.
Mad Dog wasn't even there.

It'll never end with him,
will it?

Daddy dearest, you mean?

He's obsessed with
keeping me and Archie apart.

I can't even go
visit him anymore.

Apparently he put my name
on a "do-not admit" list.

So get a new name.

Before leaving on my iconic road
trip to California with Toni,

Reggie got us fake IDs,
so we could get into the Viper Room.

I'm sure he could
hook you up, too.

You blew us off, Ethel.

And you knew where the
missing Adventure Scout was

and didn't say
anything to anyone.

Also, you and Ben
aren't really dating.

Yes, we are, okay?
We're in love.

No, Ethel, you were
playing a game, role-playing.

That's what you don't get.

It was more real than you
philistines will ever understand.

Ethel, we're trying to help you,
but you have to stop lying.

- I'm not lying.
- Okay.

Why don't we take a little trip
down to the sheriff's station

and you can put that truth on
record to Sheriff Minetta.

Look, if any of us
talk to any grown-ups,

he's gonna get
very, very angry.

Who, Ethel?

Look at what
happened to Dilton, okay?

He tried to talk to you,
and then he...

Ethel?

Ethel?

Oh, my God.

Betty, she's having a seizure.

- Jug, call an ambulance.
- Weatherbee!

Ethel, Ethel!

Hey, hey, hey! It's okay. It's okay.

Help is coming. Okay?

Yeah, hi. Uh...

We have a girl that's having
a seizure at Riverdale High.

Could you please send an
ambulance as soon as possible?

You've got ten minutes.

Hello, Archie.

My name is Monica Posh.

I'm with Riverdale's Chapter
of the Innocence Project.

And I'll be working to help
get you out of this place.

Welcome, cadets,
to the RROTC.

Excuse me, Major Mason.

My name is Kevin Keller, sir.

I'm hoping
it's not too late to join.

Keller.
You're Tom Keller's boy?

I am, sir.

Well, Tom and I were in the
RROTC together back in the day.

Come on in, son. Take a seat
and we'll get started.

Open up!

You caused quite the commotion in my yard,
Andrews.

I'm told you single-handedly sent
three of my men to the infirmary.

Where's Mad Dog, warden?

Captain Golightly said
he died in the riot

when he wasn't even there.

So what did you do to him?

Save that righteous
anger, young man.

You're going to need it.

You impressed me today.

Proved you've got
what it takes.

- What's happening?
- You've been tapped.

You're gonna be
my new Mad Dog.

Some of you already know
why we're gathered here.

And some of us
are sworn enemies.

But we made a vow
in high school.

Look, now that
the Scout is back,

safe and sound, thank God,

we can only assume
that he'll start talking.

And that whatever he says
might lead back to us.

To the secret that we
buried all those years ago.

Why are you talking
about this, Hermione?

This hasn't been
made public yet, Fred,

but Dilton Doiley
and Ben Button

were found in the woods
with blue lips.

Dilton is dead.

Ben is in a coma.

Don't you keep Sheriff Minetta
on a short leash?

Can't you just
make this all go away?

We control Minetta, yes.

Yeah, but Jughead
found the body.

That's a concern.

FP and I talked with
Jughead and Betty.

We told them
to stop chasing this.

But you know how crazy
our kids can be.

We made a pact
to never revisit that night.

Not to mention it,
not to even think about it.

My vote is we stick to that.

We might not
have that luxury, Tom.

Not if it's happening again.

Not if it's our children.

All our children.

They're in danger.

Mrs. Muggs said
that Ethel's resting.

It just doesn't
make sense, Jug.

It can't be a coincidence,

but seizures
aren't contagious.

So what?
What is it?

It sounds like another
mystery for us to solve.

If you're up for it.

I am.

And maybe
it's the same one.

Maybe there's
a connection between

the seizures and whatever
happened to Dilton and...

Do you want to check on
Ben while we're here?

Ben?

Ben.

Hey, what are you doing?

- Come away from the window.
- It's okay.

- Everything's okay.
- I know.

I know it is.

I'm going to be
with Dilton now.

We both flipped the coin.

He was scared to ascend,
but I'm not.

What about... what about
your Princess Etheline, huh?

We'll be reunited.

In the Kingdom.

One day all of us will.

It's all part of his plan.

- You'll see.
- Ben.

Soon.

You'll fly, too.

Ben, no!

Greg, move your head.