Riverdale

The Farm left me.

The worthy ascended.

Where's my mom and Polly?

Gone. Everyone is.

I'm Charles, your brother.

It's vital that we find your mom ASAP.

Is there anything we can do to help?

Thought you might ask.

Welcome home, Jay-Jay.

We want your father, not you.

Understood, Agent Ardelia.

You're under arrest.

For what?

For conducting illegal activities at your establishments.

Hermione Lodge, you're under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder.

Your own husband's.

This is what I got when I asked my dad about that stupid game.

I've been thinking about making some changes to this place, Mad Dog.

- I want you to help me run it. - Oh, yeah.

Fred Andrews will always be a part of Riverdale.

I love you so much, Dad.

After Mr. Andrews' funeral,

the rest of summer vacation passed in a surreal haze.

Betty, Veronica, and I spent as much time as we could with Archie.

We had dinner at Pop's every night.

And every day you could tell he was getting better and better.

I'm not saying he wasn't still heartbroken,

the entire town was,

but my pal Archie's a fighter.

And by the last day of summer vacation,

while the football field was being mowed for the new season,

and the school floors were being buffed to a shine,

and banners for the first dance

of the year were being hung,

Archie was doing what he does best.

You know, Mad Dog, I was thinking.

School starts tomorrow.

What if you came with me?

Why would I do that?

I don't know, to get your diploma.

Don't you want it?

Hell yeah.

Okay, then this is your chance.

Isn't your younger brother gonna be a freshman?

I don't know, Red.

After everything I've lived through,

I don't think going back to textbooks and cafeteria politics

- is really my scene. - Yeah. It's not mine either.

But getting that diploma is what my dad wanted, so I'm going to do it.

Look, all I'm saying is, we could do it together.

Hell, you could even try out for the Bulldogs.

Ooh, a little pigskin.

So, Mom missed another check-in with you?

Yes.

But like I said, don't panic.

This isn't the first time she's been late with the reports.

Well, Charles,

what if that means she's been found out?

Listen, until she contacts us,

you should just focus on being a high school student.

I'll reach out if anything changes.

Now that your parents' court date has been set,

you need to make a decision.

Are you testifying on behalf of your mother? Or your father? Or both?

Or neither.

I can be Switzerland.

At the very minimum, I recommend

you issue a statement of support.

The press will want to know where you stand with...

No comment.

That's my statement.

Now if you'll excuse me, Mr. Sowerberry,

I have some last-minute school supply shopping I need to do.

Well, Jay-Jay,

which one for the first day of school?

Rebellious white after Labor Day

or my signature red?

I agree 100%.

You know, I really can't imagine

a better way to spend our last night of summer vacation.

Isn't it crazy?

In just nine months, life as we know it will be over.

No more high school.

No more Blue and Gold.

No more heart-to-hearts at the lockers.

Oh, B, don't be sad.

I'm sorry, guys.

I can't help but think life goes by so fast.

And none of us are very good at stopping to savor it.

But tonight, we will be.

Mmm-hmm.

I think that's our cue, Archiekins.

- Archie? - Hmm?

I forgot to set the alarm. Get up.

We're gonna be late.

- You guys, wake up. - Hmm?

We're gonna be late for the first day of senior year. Hurry up.

Oh, my God.

- You're late. -

And you are?

I'm Principal Weatherbee's replacement, Mr. Honey.

We apologize for the tardiness,

Mr. Honey, it won't happen again.

I don't know what kind of a ship

Waldo Weatherbee was running around here,

but things are going to be different this year.

We'll have order.

Discipline.

Consequences.

Now get out of my sight.

Okay, he sets up the bubble screen for you,

you catch...

Bam!

- You run like hell. - Hmm.

You're one of the fastest we got, Mantle.

Coach...

Any chance we can make room for one more Bulldog?

Well, lineup's pretty much set.

- You looking to play? - Definitely.

If you'll have me on the team, sir.

So, what's your name?

Munroe.

Munroe Moore.

Come out to practice, show us what you got.

For sure. I'll be there.

This is gonna be the best season ever.

I'm not too late, am I?

To sign up for, uh...

I don't know, I was thinking, maybe an arts reporter?

Kevin...

Betty...

um, I'm also here because...

I've been doing a lot of work on myself,

ever since I was left behind by the Farm,

and it's helped me to realize that

I don't... I don't need the Farm...

to make me feel whole, but I...

I do need my friends.

Especially my former best friend.

I am...

so sorry

for the way I treated you

while I was under Edgar's spell.

Oh, you mean like

when you dragged me by my ankles to get a lobotomy?

Yeah. I...

I'm most ashamed of that.

I hope that I can show you how much I've changed.

And I hope...

that I prove to you that you can trust me again.

Um, I...

I'm so, so sorry, Betty.

Just fill out an application, Kev,

and then we'll see.

Jughead Jones,

please report to the Principal's Office.

Jughead Jones to the Principal's Office.

Am I in trouble again?

No.

In fact, you have a visitor.

I'm Mr. Chipping. It's nice to meet you,

Jughead.

Nice to meet you, too.

Over the summer you submitted a short story to a writing contest?

Yeah. I didn't win.

Yeah, I know. I was one of the judges.

And I was very impressed with your voice.

And while I couldn't sway my fellow judges,

I can offer you an opportunity

to come study writing with me.

I am a teacher at Stonewall Prep.

You want me to transfer to Stonewall Prep?

It's a tremendous offer, Mr. Jones.

I'm good.

But thank you for the visit and for liking my story.

My good news of the day is,

Mrs. Burble said I'm a shoo-in for Harvard.

I mean, obviously.

Damn.

I guess I better start looking at community colleges in...

Where's Harvard?

- Veronica! - Do you think your mother

really tried to have your father killed?

- Back off. - -Now that that the court dates have been set,

- whose side will you choose? - Oh, hell, no.

I am not having my senior year ruined

by a bunch of bloodsucking paparazzi.

Screw it.

Archie...

So much for a quiet senior year.

Mr. Honey, thank you for meeting with us.

I, Cheryl Blossom, as Student Body President,

and Antoinette Topaz

as Acting Student Body Vice-President,

would like to personally welcome you to Riverdale High.

Thank you, ladies.

I was actually going to reach out to you,

regarding that Back to School Dance that you've organized.

It's canceled.

For why?