- Previously on Riverdale: - My dad, he's...
- A mobster. - Archie, it's not just what he is.
- It's what he's planning to do. - I don't need to know.
Would you describe my father as a good man?
I'd rather not say, miss.
Oh, my God. What happened to the twins?
- I had them. - You didn't call us.
- Mom will be crushed. - He has to go, Alice.
Chic, he's kind of creepy.
I just remembered where I know Chic from.
He's a video gigolo. A web-cam boy.
My parents know about the affair with Sheriff Keller.
Mayor McCoy is resigning.
Hiram Lodge. He bought Sunnyside Trailer Park.
He said we can all stay.
He is gobbling up the Southside piece by piece.
I was running out of time.
And maybe... so was Riverdale.
Hiram Lodge had been making moves. Big moves.
But with no proof of criminal behavior,
all I could do was speculate.
What was Hiram's master plan for Riverdale?
And why did it suddenly feel so close to fruition?
Hey.
- What's all this? - Hopefully...
it's the article that saves the town from Hiram Lodge.
- Jughead... - If I can fit the pieces together.
You need to drop this.
He rescued us. He bought the trailer park.
- Forgave our debts. - What?
He's the reason we almost lost the trailer park.
Hiram's slicker than a bottle of snake oil, but this is...
Dad. Please.
Hiram Lodge just bought the Riverdale Register.
He's trying to silence dissenting voices before he makes his big play.
He's afraid. He's afraid of this exposure.
If you remember, the only house in Riverdale with a pool was Thornhill.
There we were, two drunk teenagers looking to cool off.
Why didn't you just go to the quarry? Or Sweetwater River?
What I remember is someone borrowing the school van
- for a joyride, you and Mary... - That was Alice.
This sounds like an episode of Saved by the Bell.
Hey, Fred, why don't you join Hermione and me in the study?
I have this 30-year-old rum. You'll love it.
Well, can't say no to that.
- Veronica, stay with Archie. - Mm-hm.
I can't keep doing this anymore. He's your brother and it is weird.
Kevin, every time I try asking Chic questions about himself,
he gets defensive or starts to cry as a diversion.
But catfishing him?
It's the only way I can get Chic to open up.
So, do you ever PNP?
You know, Party 'n Play?
You keep asking me and I keep telling you no.
This is our third time camming, and you haven't really told me
anything about yourself.
You haven't taken your shirt off yet, so we're even.
I'm... shy.
Okay.
What do you wanna know?
What are they talking about?
So, between us, the deputy mayor who took over for Josie's mom
is on the verge of stepping down.
There's going to be a special election...
and my parents think your dad would make an ideal candidate.
They want my dad to run for mayor?
It's business and politics. They go hand-in-hand.
Dad, is this something you're seriously considering?
Being mayor is something I dreamed about ever since I was a kid, son.
In the back of my mind.
I know Riverdale's had a lot of downs lately,
but maybe I can help get it back on an up-swing.
You don't think it's weird Mr. Lodge is asking you to run?
He's not dumb. He spends a lot of money in Riverdale.
It makes sense he wants a friend in the mayor's office.
- Would he pay for your campaign? - He offered to make a donation
to help me get going. But to be clear, Archie...
if I decide to run...
it won't be for him.
It would be for Riverdale.
For me.
For you.
Mother.
Strange man I've never met.
Cheryl, this is Mr. Lazenby, our estate attorney.
Your father left a secret will.
Of course he did.
But Daddy died months ago.
Mr. Blossom's instructions were to reveal his will
only after the authorities concluded their investigation
- into his side business. - You mean drug dealing?
- Does this mean we're gonna be rich? - Don't be so gauche.
Per Clifford's instructions, he requested I withhold information
including the names of his beneficiaries,
until a public will reading. How's tomorrow afternoon?
It's been a long time coming, Alice, but I'm out.
I'm done fighting.
I want a divorce.
- Are you still seeing Penelope? - No.
And this isn't about that.
This about how I worshiped you, like a goddess, for 20 years.
We raised a family together.
And then the first chance you get, you side with a stranger over me.
You too, Betty.
I can't believe you would choose Chic's side over your own father.
Dad, if this is truly about Chic, then I'm with you, okay?
Let's ask him to move out.
You sold The Register to that scum bag Hiram.
- I should be the one divorcing you. - Hiram offered me a fair price.
Half of which I will give to you...
if you agree to set me free.
Immediately.
I'm listening.
I'd put the odds at Fred saying yes at about 50/50.
As always, mija, anything you can whisper into Archie's ear...
Mom, he's my boyfriend. Not a constituent.
You influence Archie.
Archie influences Fred.
- We need Fred now. - When we announce our plans...
It'll sound better coming out of his well-respected mouth.
Fine. I'll do my best.
- Are you still going after Hiram? - That depends.
Who's asking? You?
Veronica? The arch-fiend himself?
Jug... there's gonna be a special election...
to replace Josie's mom.
- Hiram Lodge wants my dad to run. - What? Why?
Who knows?
I'm with Veronica. That means I'm with the Lodges.
But my dad... I can't let him get in any deeper with them.
So, tell him he shouldn't run.
Veronica would kill me if I did, ditto the Lodges.
Maybe I could give you something, maybe you could write about it
and that might make my dad hit pause.
Okay.
You remember when Hiram Lodge gave Pop Tate that charitable donation
- to keep the diner open? - Yeah, we were all there.
Except Hiram Lodge didn't give Pop's a donation.
- He bought the diner. - What?
And he doesn't want anyone to know about it.
Can you do something with that fact?
At least enough to make my dad think twice about this mayor idea?
- He bought the diner? - Yes.
My God. Hiram is like Dracula. He's snapping up properties
from all over Riverdale to expand his empire and feed.
If what you're telling me is true...
everyone is in danger.
Subtitles by explosiveskull
I figured out Hiram's methodology. He acquires devalued land at a deep...
Some might say criminal... discount.
The Twilight Drive-in, Sunnyside Trailer Park,
Southside High and now Pop's Chock'lit Shoppe.
- Wait, Pop's? - Hiram bought Pop's?
Yeah, and while most people didn't care about Hiram's other acquisitions,
probably because they were on the Southside...
- Pop's is the heart of Riverdale. - Right. People will care about this one.
So, when are you talking to Pop?
Your dad needs 1200 signatures before he can even run for mayor.
Uh-huh.
So, I was thinking, if you're not doing anything,
- maybe we can collect them together? - You know what?
I have homework to catch-up on. I'll talk to you later.
Wait, Archie...
Polly, what are you doing home again?
She just walked through the door with these perfect babies.
I thought it would be nice to surprise Mom.
And I was surprised to meet our brother.
- You have to hold one. - I'd love to.
Here.
Where's Dad? Are we gonna go to the will reading together?
- What will reading? - What?
You... Dad hasn't told you?
Cheryl, I agreed to come to this will reading,
but I didn't agree to a makeover.
Unless it involves that blouse.
Nice, right?
For the record, j'adore your flannel mesh aesthetic.
I'm merely augmenting it for the occasion.
What is going on in here, Cheryl?
Mrs. Blossom. Hi, I'm Toni Topaz. I'm a friend of Cheryl's from school.
And she's lending me an outfit for the will reading.
And why on earth would you be there?
I invited her. To be my emotional support.
Just make sure you're downstairs before the guests arrive.
We need to present a united front against those scavengers.
Ugh. She's a nightmare.
Isn't she, though?
Hey, Arch, check this out.
When I applied to college to be an urban planner...
This was before Grandpa Artie got sick.
...this was the presentation I made for some program I never got into.
"Riverdale 2020: Small Town with a Big Future." Sounds corny, huh?
No, Dad, this is awesome.
Hello?
Archie? Mr. Andrews?
Oh, goody, you're both here.
So, I fully realize I'm putting the cart before the horse,
but I was spitballing some design ideas and I think I may have come up
with a few potential campaign logos.
I... Veronica, those are terrific.
I gotta say, but... Oh. Now, that one, that's my favorite.
- Mm. - Mine too.
Great. So, I'll have some buttons and t-shirts printed ASAP.
- Why are you pushing this on him? - I'm not.
I think your dad would make a great mayor.
Why are you resisting?
Because my dad is not cut out for what your parents want.
Which is what, in your mind?
A dog on a leash who does what its told.
And, if not, they'll push him out like they did Mayor McCoy.
Archie, Mayor McCoy had an affair with Sheriff Keller.
That's why she stepped down.
My parents had nothing to do with it, which I would swear to on the Bible.
I feel like you're steering me.
Like you're steering my dad. It's not cool.
Just ease off him.
Okay.
"I, Clifford Cochrane Blossom, being of sound mind and body
do here inscribe the terms of my last will and testament.
Firstly, ownership of Thistlehouse...
will stay with our beloved matriarch, Roseanne Blossom.
To my wife and partner Penelope, I leave ownership
of our greatest treasure, Thornhill,
the exquisite mansion she made a home."
The charred husk of an empty house. That sounds about right, Mother.
Now, the reason I contacted you and you traveled to be here.
Any and all remaining assets of my fortune will be divided in half.
The first half will be distributed equally to anyone in Riverdale who can prove,
with medical authentication, that even one drop of Blossom blood
flows through their veins."
I knew it.
Alice, what the hell are you doing here?
Accusing you publicly. You only wanted a divorce
so that you could cheat me out of your big fancy Blossom payday.
Not just my payday. The girls share Blossom blood, too.
My lawyer is gonna rip you apart. Isn't that right, Attorney McCoy?
I will be taking half of whatever blood money you get
from this inbred cesspool of a family. Yeah, that's right, I said inbred.
Would you please leave?
Shut your face, you half-melted, 10-cent trollop.
This is riveting. I can't breathe.
- The usual, Jughead? - Not today, Pop.
Actually, I have a question.
Did Hiram Lodge buy this diner from you?
Jughead...
the Tates have owned this diner for over 80 years.
When my Ma gave me the keys, she made me promise
that no matter what I'd always keep this shop in our family.
Now, I did what I needed to with Mr. Lodge...
but my mother's still with us, God bless.
It would kill her to hear I went against her wishes.
Please, Jug, can you keep this to yourself?
While I still have my mom?
And then you can tell whoever you want.
Now that the, uh, interloper has been escorted from the premises,
we can finish our business. As I was saying...
"The other half of my fortune will go to my true heirs,
Jason and Cheryl."
As the one true Blossom heir, I feel it is my sacred duty
to say a few words.
The Blossoms have been bathing in blood
since Great-Grandpappy Blossom killed his brother.
The original sin of Riverdale.
Well, I stand here before you to say: No more.
No more blood.
No more madness.
No more horror.
Hear, hear.
Couldn't have said it better myself.
Oh, Mumzie, I had the most frightful daymare.
Daddy was back.
Calm down, it's not what you think.
Hello, Cheryl.
I'm your uncle Claudius.
- Twin to your father. - Twin?
But Daddy never said anything about having a brother.
Allow me to explain.
When, uh... When Clifford and I were boys, we were inseparable.
A modern-day Romulus and Remus.
And it became apparent that I was being primed to inherit
the Blossom empire.
Until our 14th birthday.
Clifford and I were down by Sweetwater River, and he, uh...
He pointed a rifle at me, with eyes void of humanity.
He told me about the Blossom curse.
How one of the twins always meets a violent end.
And often at the hands of the other.
Well, he spared me.
That very night, I ran away from home without a trace.
It broke my heart.
- I couldn't bear to speak your name. - I joined the Merchant Marines.
Sailed the seas desperate to outrun the Blossom curse.
How soon do you think we can get this blood test done?
- Think Dr. Patel works on weekends? - I'll call and check.
Polly, what's the rush?
I just wanna know how much money we're inheriting.
Between you, me, Chic and the babies,
we could start our own version of the Farm.
- Uh, I'm not getting my blood tested. - Really, Chic?
How come?
I don't know these people.
They're your cousins. We're all Blossoms, like it or not.
I'm not, thank the Lord.
- I don't want their blood money. - Don't be stupid.
I said I don't want their money.
Besides, needles trigger me.
Leave your brother alone. He can decide for himself.
Mom, I decided something.
I'm happy to do the family's bidding at school.
But Archie is off the table.
- You losing your nerve? - No. Not even close.
But I am afraid of losing Archie.
He's become a pawn on our chess board and it's hurting our relationship.
Veronica.
In this business of ours, the women always walk the razor's edge.
The men are the gangsters. But us, the molls...
we use our wiles, our cunning.
A hand on an elbow, a whisper in an ear...
to manage things from behind the scenes.
Maybe, but not me, not with Archie.
You're right.
You're right to protect your relationship with Archie.
We gotta get aggressive.
Chic's turning down money because he's refusing to take a blood test.
We need to find out why. What exactly is he hiding?
What am I supposed to do? Just ask him?
I have a plan.
It's slightly insane.
Hey, stranger.
Been missing your cute face.
Where'd you go?
Uh, yeah, sorry I went MIA.
I actually...
just got tested for the first time.
And I'm negative, but it's been pretty intense.
Your first test? Congrats, cowboy. That's a milestone.
Mm.
Uh, do you... Do you get tested?
I used to go every week.
- Man, I had the worst scare once. - What happened?
- Oh, yeah? What... What happened? - Yeah, it's a long story...
but I was living with a rougher crew than I am now.
Who? Who was he living with?
Are you talking to somebody else?
- That's it, I'm out. - No. What do you mean?
Sorry, but your brother seems like a really good guy.
This is starting to make me feel like a bad person. I'm done.
Well? Did Pops confirm Mr. Lodge bought the diner?
Yeah, he did.
I'm sorry. I can't publish that article. It would break Pop's heart.
Jug, we can't give up, I think my dad's gonna run.
Archie, I have talked to every possible suspect
connected to the Lodges, even Mayor McCoy.
They're all on lock-down.
Maybe you've been talking to the wrong McCoy.
I'm brunching, Archie. What do you want?
My dad is seconds away from running for mayor with the Lodges' support.
I don't want him to go through what your mom did.
I was thinking you could get your mom to talk to him.
- Even secretly. - My mom barely made it out
of the mayor's office alive.
If she let slip even a whisper of what went down
between her and the Lodges, there'd be hell to pay.
She'd implicate herself in about a million ways.
Yeah, I figured, but isn't there plenty of stuff your mom could say to my dad
that would kill his buzz without getting into the shady stuff?
It's not all ribbon ceremonies and catered affairs, Fred.
It's filling pot-holes.
Collecting trash.
And if you think you can run this town plus Andrews Construction
- at the same time, forget it. - I've got a good team working for me.
And then there are the uglier aspects of the job.
- Crime, poverty, threats... - Like the Black Hood?
Right now, you might be the people's shining hope of Riverdale.
But say you do win, Fred...
they'll turn their back on you. And all your friends...
...will be standing in line to stab you in the back.
- I appreciate the real talk, Sierra. - I haven't gotten to the real talk.
Let's chat about the pittance that is the mayor's salary.
It's okay.
- Hello. - Mom.
- I'm late for work. Can you drive me? - Not right now. I'm with the twins.
Take the bus or walk.
Pop Tate. To what do I owe this honor?
Sorry to bother you at home, Mr. Lodge.
Come in.
Apparently... Jughead Jones is asking questions
about the ownership of the Chock'lit Shoppe.
- Jughead Jones. - Daddy...
Did Pop Tate keep his mouth shut?
- More or less. - Then Jughead has nothing.
No, what he has is someone from our inner-circle feeding him information.
The only people that know we own Pop's are the three of us...
and Archie Andrews.
He's proven his loyalty, but what's to say
he isn't feeding information to Jug?
It was me.
I told Jughead about Pop's.
- What? - Why?
When we were at Shadow Lake, Jughead was grilling me
about the Southside.
Asking incessant questions about SoDale...
the Trailer Park, Southside High.
I had to get him off the scent, so I distracted him
with the smallest truth I could, the diner.
Veronica, so help me...
- That is a... - That was quick thinking, mija.
What?
You can't possibly think that was a prudent choice.
I do.
Veronica wisely threw the dog a relatively harmless bone
to keep him from digging up a much bigger, more controversial one.
Yes, exactly.
Her gambit bought us the time we need for preemptive damage control.
Ojalá, you two are right.
Hiram's gonna beat the clock.
Feels like every step I make, he's two or 10 steps ahead of me.
He's lapping me.
He's been winning at this game a lot longer than you've been alive.
Because he's been rigging the game. Everyone's afraid to speak against him.
You know, uh...
there's one person you haven't asked to go on the record yet.
Who?
Me.
Back in the day, Hiram asked me and the Serpents to trash the drive-in
so he could buy it for a rock-bottom price.
We complied.
On purpose?
You worked for Hiram Lodge?
I'll own up to that, on the record, if it'll help you bring him down.
- Hello? - Jughead Jones.
I have information about Hiram Lodge's plans.
Riverdale Bus Terminal, 20 minutes.
Who was that?
I have no idea.
But you may not have to go on the record just yet.
I'm gonna kill you.
You're leaking private information about my family.
Information my father trusted you with.
- If this is about Pop's... - Damn right it is.
Lucky for you, I fell on the sword and saved you
- from my his apocalyptic wrath. - You didn't have to do that.
Yes, I did.
If my dad ever found out you snitched, do you know
what he would do to you?
I'm not gonna apologize for trying to protect my dad.
From my parents?
Archie, this isn't The Manchurian Candidate.
Your father is an untouchable. He'll never be hurt or corrupted.
What happened to your loyalty?
We brought you into this. You were fine with it.
- You made a promise. - You wanted my eyes wide open
before I committed to your family. You insisted upon it, in fact.
If my dad is gonna run for mayor with your parents,
he deserves to know the whole truth and so do I.
What whole truth?
His big secret plan for the Southside.
You were almost gonna tell me at your confirmation, but I stopped you.
Well, now I wanna know.
For myself and for my dad.
That's...
That's something you'll have to talk to my dad about.
- Oh, hey. There you are. Hey, Veronica. - Hi, Mr. Andrews.
Perfect timing. Uh, I have an announcement to make.
You two are looking at the next candidate for mayor of Riverdale.
Guess you better talk to my dad fast.
Wasn't it better when it was just me, you and Mom?
You... You don't like Polly?
Love is finite.
People run out of it eventually.
They stop loving you or they start loving someone else.
One day, the sun's shining down on you.
The next, you're alone, and it's cold...
and dark.
Chic...
are you okay?
Don't use my bathroom again, Betty.
I haven't much time.
Are you Deep Throat?
You've been calling everyone in town for information about Hiram Lodge,
but not me.
That's why I called you.
No offense, but how does a bus driver have insider information on Lodge?
I used to be... someone else.
Someone who was privy to Hiram Lodge's personal affairs.
Someone who suffered at his whims.
What kind of personal affairs?
I coordinated transportation for Mr. Lodge.
Sometimes out to Shankshaw Prison.
He also received mail from the warden there.
Shankshaw?
That's not where Lodge served time.
- I'm afraid that's all I have. - That's it?
One more thing.
A question.
Miss Veronica...
how is she faring through all this?
So, Mr. Blossom,
how does it feel being back in Riverdale after all these years?
Ignore that person, Claudius.
I assumed tonight would be family only.
It's all right. I enjoy meeting new people.
During my journeys as a sailor, I came upon the most wonderful island.
- Lésbos. - Oh, my God.
It's the most beautiful natural place on earth.
You're... You're not going back on the boat, dear boy, are you?
You're staying here with us.
Whatever I can do to make sure that you and this house are well cared for.
That is, of course... as long as I'm welcome.
There's a room over the garage.
It's freezing in winter and boiling in summer, but... it's there.
Lodge's master plan has something to do
with your old stomping ground, Shankshaw.
I tried calling the warden. He hasn't called back.
That corrupt son of a bitch.
Do you have contacts on the inside who might know something?
Yeah, War Baby.
- He knows everybody's business. - Can we get in to see him?
Can I just say, between us, that Chic is creepy.
I don't think he likes me, I don't think he likes the twins.
A couple of times, I've just caught him staring at us.
Yeah. Tell me about it.
That's part of the reason why I submitted a sample of Chic's blood
to the lab the Blossoms set up.
- CSI, Nancy Drew. - Yeah.
How did you get a sample of his blood?
Don't worry about it.
But, Polly, I think Dad may be right,
that Chic's... dangerous. Possibly not even our brother.
What will we do if he's not?
It'll crush Mom, but we'll have to tell her.
In a way... it may kind of be a relief.
Hey, you're home.
Yeah, and Polly just spent her Blossom inheritance on silk headbands. Ha, ha.
Shh. Betty, keep your voice down,
however Mom got Juniper and Dagwood to sleep,
I do not want them waking up.
- Oh, no, the twins? They're not home. - What do you mean?
- Where are they? - They're with Chic.
He wanted to take his niece and nephew
for a walk along Sweetwater River.
- Why, is something wrong? - Mom, are you serious?
How could you let a complete stranger take my babies?
He's not a stranger, he's your brother. And he's doing something nice for you.
Yeah, the hell he is.
What did you do to my babies?
Nothing, Polly.
They're fine.
What's up, Jonesy?
You want me to knock some heads in here for you?
No, War Baby, we need intel.
Heard about anything major going on behind the scenes?
Maybe to do with a guy named Hiram. Hiram Lodge.
You're like Dracula.
He bought property all over London so he could move his vampire kingdom
over from Transylvania.
Except you're bringing organized crime to Riverdale.
And you want my dad to be mayor so he can be your patsy. Except...
what if you and him don't see eye to eye on something?
What an imagination you have.
- What do you have there? - This is my journal.
When Mrs. Lodge sent that fake FBI agent to test me,
I started taking detailed notes of everything I saw
while I was apprenticing with you.
Is that a threat?
I'm looking out for my family.
Archie...
I believe your father and I will make a great team.
Moreover, in 18 months...
Lodge Industries will be 100 percent legitimate.
Riverdale will be virtually crime free.
The safest small town in America.
How are you gonna do that?
Or am I not inner-circle enough to know?
Everything will become clear soon.
I'm just asking for you to trust me.
Forget about me, this is my dad we're talking about.
We will all benefit from this, Archie. I promise.
I'll hold you to that.
And in the meantime, I'll keep this very close.
- Where's Betty? - With Jughead.
Why do you ask, Polly?
I...
I... I'm going, Mom.
Chic said it would only be a matter of time
before you left us for the Farm again.
I'm not going to the Farm, Mom. I'm driving West.
- San Francisco, maybe. - That's a nice city. I've been there.
It's safe, too. Safe for the kids.
Will you are least let me say goodbye to my grandtwins?
Of course.
Drop us a note with your new address when you get there, okay?
Hey.
What's wrong?
We just got a call from our good friend Warden Jeffries at Shankshaw Prison.
Seems Jughead and FP Jones paid a visit to one of FP's cronies.
A well-informed, loose lipped crony.
We think they know. We think they know everything.
Which means it's just a matter of time before Jughead splashes it
on the front page of a newspaper. One we do not own.
Get Fred and Archie over here.
Hiram Lodge is diabolically insane.
Agreed.
We need to show Riverdale just how insane he is.
This is the best thing you've ever written, Jug.
Principal Weatherbee needs to publish this right the hell now.
Let's go.
Jughead Jones may be about to break a story.
A story about my plans for Riverdale. And rather than hear it from him...
I think it's only right that you hear it from me.
- This is quite a story, Mr. Jones. - Thank you, Principal Weatherbee.
Unfortunately, it's not one that the Blue and Gold can print.
Why the heck not?
A malicious take-down of one of our student's parents
is not appropriate subject matter for a school paper.
Now, if you'll both excuse me.
You're serious?
Southside High is gonna be turned into...
A private, for-profit prison.
Yeah, built on the bones of a high school.
What the hell have we been building at SoDale?
What we've said all along: housing.
For all the people who will work at the prison.
And you expect me to support this as mayor?
We were hoping you'd be open to it, yes.
I can't do it. I'm out of here.
Look, Fred...
We've been in business for how long and you didn't tell me?
Only reason you're telling me now is it's about to become public.
- I'll admit, it's not ideal. - Not ideal, Hiram?
You wanna turn the town that I love, my home, my son's home,
into a prison.
Fred, please. Let me tell you why and how this is the right move for us.
- For Riverdale. - You just save that
for whoever it is that you find to run for mayor
because we are leaving and we are leaving now.
Come on, Archie.
Dad, I'm gonna stay.
Excuse me?
I wanna stay. I wanna hear what Mr. Lodge has to say.
Then I will see you at home, then.
Thank you all for coming.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...
your next mayor of Riverdale...
my mother, Hermione Lodge.
Thank you, Veronica. And thank you all very much.
Like many of you, I grew up in this town...
dreaming of a better tomorrow.
For myself, my family and for my friends.
And now...
for the future that you all so deserve.
Riverdale is one of the most dynamic, resilient communities...
The Lodges.
How often have I dreamt of getting my revenge on them.
Now, now, Claudius.
First things first.
Nana... then Cheryl.
Of course, Penelope.
Our house must be put in order.
Riverdale cannot succeed unless all of us succeed.
And that will require certain sacrifices.
What... What is this?
When you wouldn't submit to the DNA test,
I found some of your dental floss and sent it to the lab.
Those are the results.
You're not who you say you are, Chic.
So... who are you?
We'll also need your support. We'll need your trust.
We'll need your loyalty.
I knew a prison would be a difficult sell.
Especially with Fred.
I was gonna ease him into the idea.
I should have told you both sooner.
I regret that.
To be honest, Mr. Lodge... before Jason, before the Black Hood...
before my dad was shot...
I might not have understood your point of view.
But I've changed.
I think Riverdale needs a change, too.
Yeah.
This tradition...
has been in my family...
going back generations.
It's a...
It's a sign of loyalty.
Once you do this...
there's no undoing it.
No changing your mind.
So, are you certain?
I think...
I am.
You know what you need to do.
Now, Archie...
we come first.
This town has endured so much these past few years.
After so much adversity...
aren't we all ready for a taste of prosperity?
And there it was. The Lodges had won.
Time had run out for Riverdale.
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