Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sweet Pea and Fangs think they've turned it into a jingle-jangle lab.

I'd hate for something bad to happen to it.

[Jughead] Ethel must've done it before our rendezvous in the bunker.

- I'm here to do an inspection. - We've had all our inspections.

The King, of course.

Or as we like to say at La Bonne Nuit, mais oui.

Neither will you. If you do,

Winners get perks.

♪ Anything... ♪

♪ A great romancer ♪

Are you for real?

all to appease some creature called the Gargoyle King,

These were upstairs for you.

- She's having a seizure. - Ethel. Help is coming, okay?

- Not until they tell us what they know. - You're looking through my stuff?

- From the Farm? - Yeah, that's right.

You know, Evelyn, you were right.

Hey, rulebook. Come on.

This bunker is the only place in town we can get a modicum of privacy.

And, Kevin, I'd love for you to be our emcee.

No. No, the Farm just needs some time to catch on.

Thank you, Hellcaster,

not your mother's past.

Special requests for lunch?

Pop's is hemorrhaging money.

at Leopold and Loeb Detention Center, Mr. Andrews.

which means I know all the secret ways in and out.