Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I haven't had a chance to talk to your son yet. Chic?
Midge Klump's gruesome murder had gutted the entire town.
I'm not gonna give him to you, so don't even ask.
[oldies music playing over speakers]
-No. -I killed my son.
are numbered, sheriff.
who met such a gruesome end in your living room.
is rightly punished.
Mom.
So, I was able to recruit Cheryl myself, it turns out.
Who's that?
-Betty. -Shut up, imposter!
They weren't Mr. Svenson's eyes.
-It is time we let the law deal with him. -It's not that simple.
The only one who's guilty here is him.
[grunting]
-I've been texting. Where are you? -[Nick] He's with me, babe.
He-- He knocked on the door and I asked him to leave.
[line disconnects]
It came from the core of my bosom.
-What happened? Did he hurt you? -No, not a bit.
I don't-- I don't understand.
Maybe we got it wrong.
[FP] What are you doing?
-Immediately? -Why on earth for?
I'm gonna make my bones with you, Andrews.
This is all our lives now.
Besides, you can see the family resemblance plain as day.
[Cheryl] For God's sake, help!
Could we check Charles's files to see if the dates match?
[Jughead] I have a theory.
Yeah, well, Chic did that for a reason. To protect my mom.
With ties to the underworld.
he may be in danger.
I don't know. But he does have a violent past
Including my friend, Cheryl.