Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-To be fair, Cheryl's accusations-- -Cheryl's telling the truth.

which means you gotta avoid bloodshed at all costs.

Did my dad tell you about this, too?

I'll talk to that idiot Keller and tell him we won't be pressing charges.

-What happens when he calls again? -I won't answer.

Wait, are you positive?

I got no reason to agree to a race.

But you're not getting paid until I hear the truth.

-Wait. So, these are your bitches? -I beg your misogynistic pardon?

Now on to the next crash pad until my uncle stops locking me out.

Make sure it's all over--

Sweetie, did no one tell you about the arrangement my parents made

And if I don't...

but if we don't do something now...

-[Archie] Jughead, calm down. -Calm down?

Everyone scatter! The cops are rounding up Ghoulies!

I care about my mother.

♪ I'm already high enough ♪

[all] All right!

was a story I concocted...

starting at that high school, so be it.

Also remember, don't ride the clutch, and don't let it slip between gear shifts.

-Where's the honor in that? -Calm down, Tall Boy.

If you win... we'll give you the Whyte Wyrm.

Which, by the way, way worse than via text.

Remember? You'd tell us tales of how he was friends with Daddy?

I'm not sure I can.

-What do you mean Nick did it to you? -He tried to.

things are changing, Jones.

♪ I'm already high enough ♪

-but she had a psychotic break. -Cut her some slack, Veronica.

The St. Clairs had a car accident.

[K.Flay's "High Enough" playing]

with your cobra-like mother?

Neither of us were on jingle-jangle.

Lord knows what Cheryl did or said to the St. Clair boy to provoke him.

Tall Boy gave me this jacket. It's time I start wearing it.

Let's go, Josephine.