Riverdale

Previously on Riverdale...

This story is about a town, once wholesome and innocent,

now forever changed by the mysterious murder of Jason Blossom

on the 4th of July.

Your father hired the Southside Serpents

to decrease the value of the drive-in's land.

- Where is the rest of it? - The rest of it?

- Where are you gonna live now? - I'll figure it out, Dad.

I always do.

I saw you, Mom. With Fred Andrews.

Two signatures are needed to award the contract.

Sorry, Mom, but no.

I don't want any part of it.

What's going on?

That SoDale contract? Awarded to Andrew's Construction.

Looks like you won.

You're... With Jason's...

You just have to help me get out of here.

I'll go to the car on the lost highway off of Route 40.

Is that Jason's jacket?

We need to get Sheriff Keller and then we need to get Polly.

What makes a place feel like home?

Is it warmth and familiarity?

Some idealized, make-believe version of the American Dream?

Is it love and acceptance?

Or is it simple safety?

Dude.

Why'd you stab me in the back?

Or it's none of those things.

And it's a place where the captain of the football team is murdered.

Or maybe it's just a forgotten closet under a well-trod staircase,

where it's just you and the mice and the spiders,

like an extra in a Wes Craven movie.

- Oh! - Whoa.

What are you doing here?

Taking advantage of the school's state-of-the-art facilities.

No, really, Jughead. What are you doing in here?

How long?

Well, since they shut down the drive-in.

That's where I was living before.

Why the hell are you not living at home?

The truth is, things aren't good at home.

- With your dad? - Yeah.

He kind of fell off the wagon.

After your dad fired him, to tell you the truth.

Hasn't had a job since.

He keeps promising that he's gonna get his act together,

but my mom couldn't take that rollercoaster anymore,

so she grabbed Jellybean and went to live with our grandparents.

- - Come on.

God, Jug, why didn't you tell me?

And where does your dad think you are?

He thinks I'm couch-surfing.

Well, screw that. Live with me.

This is temporary, man.

I'm going to figure something out.

Just don't tell anybody. Especially not Betty.

Betty? She's not gonna care.

If anyone's gonna be a snob about it, maybe Veronica.

Right, well, exactly. Don't tell her, either.

What's all this?

Some retail therapy to salve my emotional wounds,

Smithers, be a love and put those in my room.

Veronica, the nest egg that your father left us

barely covers the rent of this apartment.

We can't live beyond our means.

Are you sure, Mother?

Not even with your cushy new job

working for your high-school boyfriend?

My mom and dad don't want to get the police involved.

They don't want anyone to know that she ran away,

or about her shameful condition.

Please. What decade is this?

Also, since she knew where Jason's getaway car was,

they're afraid people might think that she burned it and that if she did...

She could be the murderer, trying to cover her tracks.

Who did burn the car, then?

Sheriff Keller says it's possible someone was following us.

Oh, my God. Honestly, guys, we should just move.

Guys, what if Polly's really hurt?

What if whoever killed Jason is coming after her next?

Betty, even though your parents don't want to,

maybe you should go to the police.

Second it. We can talk to my dad together

about how he has to be discreet.

No offense, Kev, but your dad answers

to a higher authority than God, the Blossoms.

They're the first people that he would tell.

And if there's anyone to keep this a secret from,

it's the Blossoms.

They'd twist it around and go after Polly out of spite.

- How can we help?

Tell us, B, and we'll do it.

Hey, Juggy.

Remember before how you said you didn't

want Betty knowing where you were living?

Is that because you and Betty...

We may have had a moment...

It's totally cool, I get it.

No worries, I'm just curious.

Hey, I've been thinking about your situation, and I talked to my dad.

He said he's willing to give your dad a second chance,

but only if FP wants it.

He's gonna call him.

But I think you should talk to him, too.

Between the two of us, I think we can really make this thing happen.

Did I just notice Riverdale High's very own Holden Caulfield

put his arm around you?

Okay, so these past couple of days,

I haven't been in a great place, emotionally.

And Jughead was really there for me...

Oh, my God. Swoon!

Okay, in that case, if he helped my girl

navigate some turbulent waters,

well then, Veronica Lodge approves.

- - Thatta girl.

Come on, let's go find your sister.

Mrs. Blossom, we've got forensics

going over every inch of that car.

We're this close to a break in your son's case.

Speaking of breaks, what's a big one worth to you, Mother?

Letting me be a River Vixen again?

What on earth are you talking about, Cheryl?

I have information you... Both of you,

would find interesting vis-a-vis my brother's case.

But first, the Vixens are mine.

And I want your permission to reclaim them.

- Good Lord, fine. -

So, Ginger texted me while I was in the ladies' room.

It seems that crazy bitch, Polly Cooper,

escaped from some looney bin, the same night Jason's car was torched.

So let me do the math for you.

Polly escaping plus Polly torching Jason's car equals she's Jason's killer.

Covering her tracks, trying to go underground,

like the vicious, cold-hearted murdering mean girl that she is.

Oh, and I just tweeted this out to all of my minions,

so the pressure's on, Sheriff Keller.

You guys, oh, my God. - What?

Cheryl just tweeted #PollyCooperKilledMyBrother,

#NowhereToHide, #SharpenYourPitchforks.

Oh, no.

We need to find Polly before the Blossoms do.

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The prodigal son returns.

How you doing? You look good.

- I'm hanging in there. - Yeah?

I came by to ask...

If you would consider going back to work with Fred Andrews.

Yeah, he called me. I said no.

He fired me, Jughead.

What kind of man would I be if I went back, hat in hand?

For starters?

A man with a job, trying to fix his family.

Talk to your mom.

She's the one who gave up on us, took your sister.

Can you please just go see Mr. Andrews?

He's willing to give you another chance.

Oh, he's willing, huh?

That's generous of him, after all the crap he pulled on me.

Dad, don't you want to see our family back together?

Mom and Jellybean could come home.

I could come home.

It's not too late.

Okay, the Sisters of Quiet Mercy are due north.

The getaway car was west, on the Old Route 40.

The closest bus station is east,

headed towards Sweetwater.

If Polly wanted to leave Riverdale without anyone seeing her,

she probably would've left through...

Right here. Eversgreen Forest.

Hey, all this stuff with your sister,

I'm sorry you had to go through that,

and I wasn't there to help you.

It's okay, Arch, you're here now.

So how's the cold war at home?

Ugh. Horrible.

Look, I hate fighting with my mom,

but until she's ready to admit and to own,

that she forged my name to help her illicit trysting with Fred Andrews,

I can't blink, Kevin.

She needs to make the next move.

And what if she doesn't blink?

Back in New York, whenever I needed to blow off some steam,

or force my mother's hand,

I'd go out on a bender,

dancing with my fave celebrity gal-pal,

my best gay,

and some dim-witted, sexy, disposable arm-candy.

- That's Josie, you. - Honored.

And as for my arm-candy...

- He'll do. -

- I'm in, I'm so in. -

Should we invite Betty?

She could probably use a distraction right now.

I think she might be a tad busy.

Alice Cooper, where is she? Where's Polly?

You think if I knew that, I'd be out here with the mosquitoes?

Face facts, Mommie Dearest, Polly killed Jason.

She escaped from the asylum once, who's to say she didn't before,

say, the day Jason got murdered?