Riverdale (2016–…): Season 6, Episode 6 - Chapter One Hundred and One: UNBELIEVABLE - full transcript

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.

Wow. 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..."

This 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,
uh, 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.

Um, 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... 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.

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.

Uh, I figured you would be
in the zone,

so I brought you some dinner.

How's writing going?

Uh, yeah.
Um, it's good. It's going. I...

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.

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? Oh, my God.
- Nationally.

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?

Uh, 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, uh...

You seeing anyone lately?

Yeah. Archie.

Come on.

That pipsqueak?
He satisfies you, really?

A lot more than you ever did.

Oh, 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.
- Hmm.

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.

Um, 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... 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.

Oh, 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.

Oh.

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?

Um, 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 drunkand 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?

Oh, 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, uh...

- Are you the owner?
- Uh, 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,

uh, evidence that's being collected
as we speak,

that we'll be able
to review... soon.

Uh, 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.

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,
leave her.

Spirit, we compel you,
leave her.

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... 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.

Oh, 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.

♪ I so thought
I can go where they won't ♪

♪ I so thought that
I can go where they won't ♪

♪ Tie your branches
Thick and old ♪

♪ A lot of gold
Where you dig that hole... ♪

Oh, it's nice
to see you again, Abigail.

♪ Off I said
Not a thing again... ♪

♪ We are done, we are
With this milk and bread ♪

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.

♪ I so thought that
I can go where they won't ♪

♪ Deserve me

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...

Oh, 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.

Ugh! 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?

Um, 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.