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[Jughead] The science fiction
writer Arthur C. Clarke

said this about aliens,

"Two possibilities exist.

Either, we are alone in the universe

or we're not.

- Both are equally terrifying."
- [radio static buzzing]

Mom, come on. It's
almost time for the game.

Polly's out there, Mom.

We don't even know if that was
her blood on the phone booth.

She called us from that booth
a half hour before we got there.

Who else's blood would it be?

We'll find out when
the FBI calls me back

with their analysis.

Maybe you should get back
into your support group

with all of those other moms.

[sighs]

[players shouting indistinctly]

[whistle blows]

- [horn blows]
- [players clamoring]

All right. Bring it in.

We lost again.

We totally could've been
practicing for regionals,

instead of wasting our time here.

I couldn't agree more, Cassandra.

Could not agree more.

All right, guys, that
was another tough one.

But the Baxter High Ravens
are number two in the league.

You guys fought hard out there.

Keep fighting. We're gonna
break through. All right?

While I do believe Coach Andrews

is the best motivator a
Gridiron Gang could ask for,

as your de facto team owner,

what can I do to incentivize you?

How about ten grand

to whichever Bulldog
scores first this season?

- [boy] Yeah!
- [players chattering excitedly]

- [Veronica] All right?
- [players chattering indistinctly]

You okay, Derek?

I'll be all right.

It just sucks to lose, Coach.

I'm giving it my all.

I hear you, man.

There was no better player than
you out on that field today.

[Veronica] Seriously, what do we do?

Push them more?

[Archie] I'm already
running them ragged.

Not to mention, there's
zero fan support.

The Bulldogs were supposed
to inspire the town

and Riverdale was supposed
to rally behind the Bulldogs,

but no one even comes to our games.

In that case,

I'll get the town to
back our Bulldogs again.

You just keep those
kids motivated, Coach.

What about me?

Don't coaches need motivation too?

Chin up, Andrews.

[Jughead] And the incidents,
they go back decades, Samm.

There's dozens of people seeing
things they can't explain.

There's even support groups.

Slow down, Jones.

You're writing about aliens now?

Yeah, but it's not just about aliens.

It's about personal trauma.

And if I'm right, it's about
a town's collective trauma.

Could you please just
take the idea to Scribners?

Y-Yeah, I'll let you know what they say.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

[sighs]

[bell dings]

[Veronica] Tabitha.

How do you feel about Pop's
hosting a pancake breakfast

so that folks can mix and mingle

with the new and improved
Riverdale Bulldogs?

Sounds fun.

And if it brings in
warm bodies, then great.

Amazing!

And what if, hypothetically,

Pop's became the official sponsor

of the Bulldogs?

Let's give it a shot.

I like supporting underdogs.

I will express order the
pancake mix and the syrup.

Oh, no. No. Don't order the syrup.

I have a special supplier for that.

I'm sorry, but I cannot donate
my precious maple resource

to help fund that
collection of tatterdemalions

you call a football team, Archie.

Moreover, the Vixens can no
longer, in good conscience,

continue cheering for
the bad news Bulldogs.

Cheryl, please.

Just stick around for one more game

and maybe help get some
more people in the stands.

My Vixens are cheerleaders,
not boosters, Archie.

Fine. I'll do it myself.

Hi, Ms. Bell

Can you turn this on, please?

- [clicks]
- [intercom buzzes]

[on intercom] Attention,
everyone. This is Coach Andrews.

You may not know this, but
a bunch of your classmates

are out there busting their
asses on the football field

to represent this school

and to represent each
and every one of you.

So why don't you all
show some school spirit

and support your team.

Starting with...

the free pancake breakfast

that Pop's is hosting tomorrow morning.

Give them your support. And, hell...

you might even get something
out of it yourselves.

[intercom clicks and thuds]

And what about the Vixens?

One more game.

I'll even come out of retirement

to give the people something
they'd actually like to see.

Namely, moi.

But first, there's something
broken I need to fix.

[school bell ringing]

Don't forget to turn in
your short story assignments

on the way out, guys.

Thank you.

Good job. Thank you.

[suspenseful music playing]

[cell phone ringing]

Glen.

Did you get the blood results
from the phone booth back?

I did.

The recovered blood is AB-negative.

The rarest type.

Under one percent of the population.

And a match for Polly.

[sighs]

So, she... She's really...

I'm so sorry, Betty.

[crying]

No, you're not.

If you had cared at all
about me or my sister,

you would have done
something to help me.

Betty, look, I realize you're upset...

Screw you, Glen.

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I must admit,

it is a bit disturbing.

Waldo, a kid is held
captive by mole people.

Only to escape

and be abducted by a family of mothmen

who operate on him in a spaceship,

in graphic detail.

Doesn't it ring any alarm bells for you?

But the child survives.

He's found on the side of the highway.

What do we know about Lerman?

Well, he's a good
student, average grades.

Is there any trouble at home?

He has sustained a
substantial number of injuries.

A broken arm, a black eye,

was on crutches for a while.

I know what you're thinking, Mr. Jones,

but I spoke to Lerman and his parents.

They couldn't be nicer people.

So what? He's just accident prone?

And then what about this story?

Some kids get hurt a lot.

And, yes...

sometimes a story is just a story.

[chattering indistinctly]

[bell dings]

Order up.

Behold. 'Tis the nectar of the gods.

[Tabitha] Amazing! Thank you again.

Enjoy.

Thank you.

We're feeling optimistic about
the rest of the season, Mrs. Davis.

And your son plays a huge part in that.

Which is why, Derek,

- I want you to be captain of the team.
- [chuckles]

And what's the team gonna
do for my son, Coach Andrews?

Uh, I'm not sure I understand.

Derek's a damn good player.

And football could be his
ticket out of this town.

- He could get a scholarship...
- Mom, chill!

I have to think of my
son's future, Coach.

[doorbell jingles]

Not just your team's.

Excuse me.

No, I understand.

So sorry to interrupt.

Coach, we have a situation.

[music playing on record]

I take it you didn't come
for the hotcakes, Reginald?

No.

I'm here on behalf of

the Greater Rockland County
High School Football League.

The eight other teams in the conference

and our commissioner saw fit
to send me as a representative.

We're all in agreement.

We'd like for the Bulldogs

to withdraw from the
league like... yesterday.

[chuckles] You guys, uh, suck.

Screw you, Reggie.

Riverdale has a right to play.

Come on, Andrews. The
Bulldogs are an embarrassment.

They're tainting the league's prestige.

So, can we tell the
league you're withdrawing?

Like hell.

I want the names of every
member of this so-called league.

Doesn't it kill you, Coach?

To watch the Bulldogs
lose week after week.

Yeah. Well, it's not
all about winning, Reg.

Keep telling yourself that, loser.

Loser. Loser. Loser.

[clanking]

Y-You want to talk about it?

A few days ago, you were
getting married and having a kid,

and now, uh... Now we're moving you out.

It was my decision, you know.

Maybe you're right, Dad. Maybe...

I'm not the kind of guy
who deserves a family.

Hold on, now.

You, you don't really believe

that you don't deserve
happiness now, do you?

You know what, Dad, I actually
don't want to talk about it.

Given how invested you are

in seeing Riverdale
High fail on all fronts,

I find it hard to
believe you're not behind

the league's attempt
to oust the Bulldogs.

All I know about the Bulldogs
is that they're garbage

and that they haven't
even scored this season.

They will against your
precious Stallions.

Oh, please.

We'll be wiping Bulldog blood
off our cleats for weeks.

You seem so sure.

How about a wager?

Ooh. What are the terms?

If your Stallions

keep my Bulldogs off the scoreboard,

we'll withdraw from
the league, voluntarily.

If, however, we do score,

you'll have to convince
your good friend,

the commissioner, and
his legion of doom,

to stop trying to
muscle out the Bulldogs.

I will take that bet.

Great.

[school bell ringing]

Hey, Lerman. Could you
hang back for a sec?

Story is great.

It's very vivid, it's intense.

I wanted to ask you what inspired it.

Uh, just a series of dreams I had.

Really? Recurring?

Yes. Yeah. Yeah, I guess.

Now some experts believe that

stories about aliens and the like

are really about traumas
that people have experienced

and that these stories
are cries for help.

What? What do you... What do you mean?

I mean, is this story real, Lerman?

Any part of it?

Did someone hurt you?

Like what you wrote about

or tie you up, or keep you locked up?

[nervously] Mr. Jones...

it's just a story. Okay?

[stuttering] I... I never
should've written it. I'm sorry.

Sorry. I have to go.

[classical music playing]

[Cheryl] Sweet cousin, what a surprise.

Any news on your fair sister?

Yeah. As a matter of fact,

that's why I'm here, Cheryl.

[sighs]

When Jason first disappeared,

for a long time, no
one knew where he was

or what had happened to him.

But when you learned that he had died,

was it helpful to know the truth?

To say it was soul-crushing

would be an understatement.

So what if you'd never
learned the truth?

If you had had hope that
he might still be alive?

When I learned the truth,

I was able to grieve for my brother.

From my experience, it is
better to know the truth

and make your peace with it.

Does this mean Polly's...

[crying]

I don't know what it's
gonna do to my mom.

What's going on?

Why aren't you guys
dressed for practice?

Derek transferred.

He got recruited to
play for Stonewall Prep.

We're doomed.

[thuds and slams]

As much as I hate Stonewall Prep,

I can't blame Derek.

Enrolling there, playing
for the Stallions.

It's his best shot at college.

And they're a team that wins games.

The Bulldogs will be, too.

You've only just re-launched them.

Not to mention, we're down a player.

The league won't even let
us on the field with ten.

It seems to me like the Bulldogs

just need a little motivation.

Something to get them energized.

Luckily...

I just came up with
one of my genius ideas

that will rally the troops

and maybe even recruit some new ones.

[door opens]

Mom.

Mom.

We got the blood results back.

Is it Polly's?

[suspenseful music playing]

No.

No, it was O-positive.

It wasn't a match.

[crying]

Oh, thank God!

Thank God!

Oh, thank you, Betty.

[upbeat music playing]

Hey, you're awake.

Perfect timing.

I ordered a platter of
cold cuts from Pop's.

Would you mind running to get it?

What's happening?

Oh, I decided you were right about me

getting back into the support
group. I'm hosting today.

Would you mind running
to get the cold cuts?

Yeah. No. Of course.

What's the buzz, Waldo?

It was him?

Mr. Jones, these are the Logans.

Lerman's parents.

[sighs] Oh, hi.

They've come in to discuss a
conversation you had with their son.

In what world, Mr. Jones,

do you think that it's appropriate

to encourage these wild fantasies

that Lerman is obsessed with?

Death and aliens and
underground monsters?

What's wrong with you?

Well, I'm sorry.

I'd figured it was my
responsibility as Lerman's teacher.

The story he wrote...

might've been alluding
to some troubles at home.

Then why didn't you come to us?

Instead, you ambush our child?

Mr. and Mrs. Logan,

Mr. Jones' behavior was
wildly inappropriate.

But I can promise you that
it will never happen again.

Oh, we know it won't,

because we don't want
him teaching our child.

Now, wait. I didn't
reach out to your so...

[Weatherbee] Not a problem at all.

We'll move Lerman to
another English class.

How dare you break protocol
in such a reckless manner!

I told you, I had
already vetted the Logans.

I know. No. I'm sorry. I...

I felt like something was off.

My instinct was telling me
something strange was going on.

[sternly] One more misstep...

I mean, even just a little one...

and you're done at my school.

[Cheryl] Kevin. Fangs.

Thank you both for agreeing
to this tete-a-tete.

Toni may never forgive me,

but I will never forgive myself

if I don't try to repair

what my antics have torn asunder.

Namely, hashtag Kangs.

Your games brought up deeper
issues between Kevin and I.

- Agreed.
- See? Consensus.

Go on, Fangs.

You've never been all in, Kevin.

Y-You've always, always held back.

And I don't know if that's because of me

or if it's because you're
ashamed of being gay.

[chuckles] I am not ashamed of being gay.

Dude, you go to the woods,

you hook up with anonymous strangers.

You don't want to be
in a real relationship

with a real gay guy.

[sternly] Fangs, don't.

You're not me.

You don't know my experience, okay?

We were about to get married, Kevin.

I want to know everything about you,

the good and the bad.

I think it's too late for that.

- Kevin, please.
- [Kevin] I gotta go.

Cheryl, please butt out of our lives.

What? Are you having a party

and I wasn't invited?

No. Um, it's for my mom's support group.

How's she doing?

[chuckles] Uh...

there've been... developments

in Polly's case.

Um, apparently,

the blood they recovered

at the phone booth

is a match for hers.

[voice shaking] Which means
most likely that, um...

Oh, God. Betty, I'm so sorry.

And the worst part is, she
disappeared four weeks ago,

which means she has or had been alive

that entire time,

somewhere along the Lonely Highway.

So I just didn't do enough.

Hey, I actually met someone
that lives on the Lonely Highway.

I mean, he's kind of an eccentric kook,

but he sees a lot of
what goes on out there.

Maybe he might've seen or heard
something about the missing girls.

If you want, I can put this
tray on ice, and I can...

take you to go meet him.

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

[blows whistle]

All right. Bring it in.

What's the point in practicing, Coach?

We don't even have
enough players anymore.

Bulldogs are a team, Britta.

We play for each other and
for the love of the game.

Yoo-hoo! Got room for one more?

Bulldogs, I wanna introduce
you to a friend of mine

who plays professional football

for a little team called
the New York Goliaths.

- [all cheering]
- Holy crap!

It's T Dub!

Wow! It's a pleasure to meet you, bro.

You're one hell of a player.

Oh, man. I appreciate it.

Heard you're one hell of a coach.

How are you even here?

Ronnie and I go way back.

T Dub was one of my most loyal clients

when I was selling jewelry in New York.

Hey. Uh, is it cool if I
say a few words to the team?

Yeah, please.

Some of you might've seen
me play for the Goliaths,

but my career started off in a
small town just like Riverdale,

with a coach who pushed
me to be what I could be.

He believed in me.

Just like Coach Andrews believes in you.

But you gotta be the ones to
make it happen on the field.

You're not underdogs.

[shouts] You're the damn Bulldogs!

[all] Yeah!

Y'all ready to prove these haters wrong?

[all cheering] Yeah!

You must be Britta.

Heard you got a cannon.

Come on. Let's see.

This might be the shot in
the arm we needed, Ronnie.

I just wish T Dub could suit up
for us. We're still short a player.

Oh, Archiekins, not for long.

Behold, a group of Bulldogs-to-be.

[Archie] Hey...

- who wants to play football?
- [all cheering and whooping]

[Hiram] We have a problem.

The interest in the Bulldogs

is growing, not waning.

I do not want people

rallying around this team or that school

or that town.

I want you to target their weakest link

and knock some heads.

We don't need to go there.

We're still gonna crush the Bulldogs

on the field fair and square. Easy.

Your loyalty lies with me. At Stonewall.

Yeah, but I'm not gonna break
some kid's legs for no reason.

Yeah.

Consider yourself benched, Reggie.

I'll be leading Stallions into
battle against Riverdale High.

So be it.

I'll be standing with
the Bulldogs, then.

[Betty] What were you doing out here?

Just working on a book.

So, the old-timer that owns this place

has been here for decades.

Mr. Dreyfuss, hi.

- Jughead Jones, you remember me?
- 'Course I do.

Great. This is Betty Cooper.

She's a friend of mine, from the FBI.

We were hoping that you could
help us with an investigation.

Come on up.

[Betty] We're one
hundred percent certain

that my sister made a
call from the payphone

on the Lonely Highway.

But when we got there, it was destroyed.

Shredded? Like a tin can?

Exactly, yeah.

Have you seen that before?

Back in the summer of '77.

And again in '82.

I know what happened to your sister.

She's had an encounter.

Yes, right. But... But with who?

The mothmen.

I'm sorry. The mothmen?

What makes you say that?

The phone booth.

You see,

their ships use
anti-matter fusion reactors

that create a gravity field that, uh,

that allows them to levitate,
like, like a balloon.

But anything that gets
caught in that stasis,

well, it gets crushed, like
it's made out of papier-mache.

I knew our friends were back in town.

I've been pickin' up
their chatter on my radios.

[static buzzing]

That was a colossal waste of time.

Look, a lot of people believe this
stuff. And there is some evidence.

My sister went missing, Jug.

She was taken by
someone. Not some thing.

What are you even saying?

I'm saying that things happen,

especially in Riverdale,
that you and I can't explain.

Sometimes, there isn't
a logical explanation.

- Sometimes, unexplained phenomenon...
- No, someone is...

kidnapping, torturing,
and murdering women,

that's not a phenomenon.

It's just pure evil.

But I'll be damned if I let
it happen to anyone else.

Can you hurry up? I need
to get back to Riverdale.

[exhales sharply]

[exhales sharply]

Because I care about you.

[Polly] You don't live here.

You deserted us.

Okay, being a real sister

doesn't mean coming in for one day
and telling me how to live my life.

Especially when you don't
know anything about it.

[Alice] My daughter is alive!

- She called...
- [Polly] Betty, you have to help me.

I don't know, I ran as fast as
I could. You have to come get me.

[Betty] Polly, I wanna
tell you that I love you,

and that I'm here for you,

just please, please, please come home.

Hey, how's it going?

Good, good.

I haven't seen you in here before.

My name's Shane. I'm visiting from LA.

Ah. Well... [chuckles]

[exhales deeply]

I guess it's true what
they say about LA guys.

[chuckling] Oh, what's that?

That they're... hot.

[laughing] And what to they
say about guys from Riverdale?

Why don't you tell me?

- What the hell are you doing?
- Oh.

Uh, I'm sorry.

I must've misread the
situation. I thought...

- You thought I was like you?
- No.

- You thought I wanted you?
- No.

You think I came here to be
groped by your pathetic ass.

No, no... [groans]

[continues groaning]

- What the hell?
- Hey! What are you doing?

Saving your life, whether
you want it saved or not.

Get the hell out of here.

You're leaving these girls alone,

and you're never coming back here again.

Hey, these girls are the
ones looking to trick.

- [grunts]
- [groans]

Tell your dirtbag friends

the party's over.

Put a little ice on it.

These bruises will
settle down in a few days.

You keep those cuts clean.

- Thanks, Dad.
- You're a grown man.

And as your father...

I'm terrified for you right now.

What's going on, son?

[exhales] I think...

I'm ashamed of myself...

of being gay.

[stammering] Is this
something that... that I did?

No.

No, Dad. No.

It isn't your fault, okay?

You've... you've always accepted me.

You've never judged me.

- But, Mom...
- What? What happened?

There was this one time...

we were back-to-school shopping.

And she made

some offhand comment.

Like, about needing to buy me...

husky clothes.

I don't know.

Man, I just felt...

like, so ashamed.

[exhales] So, I, uh...

I told her I was meeting Betty.

And I went to Fox Forest... to be alone.

I didn't even know it
was a cruising spot.

And there was this other guy there,

and he was telling me I was cute...

or whatever.

And it was like...

all the stuff Mom
said, just washed away.

[sighs] And ever since then,
I... I've been cruising.

It's like I'm hardwired this way,

or something. I don't know. [sobs]

I don't know.

[sobbing continues]

Get out. Now.

You...

- You're not Patty.
- No, I'm her sister.

You can't do this. You
can't arrest me again.

You let me go. You got nothing on me.

You're right, John.

I'm not gonna arrest you.

But you are coming with me.

[groans and yells]

[phone rings]

Waldo, what's going on?

Jughead, is Lerman with you?

What?

No, definitely not.

I've been steering clear with him. Why?

His parents just called me.
They think Lerman ran away.

Any idea where he might be?

Oh, God, no. I haven't talked to him.

Tell the Logans that I'm
calling in some help, okay?

[sobbing] Come on.

Please don't do this.

[groans]

I told you. I don't know where Patty is.

What? Why are you doing this?

- [groans]
- You really have to ask me that?

You are still preying

on these girls.

Exactly the same way

you preyed on Polly.

I have a family.

I had a sister.

No one looked out for those girls.

No one was protecting them.

I couldn't even protect Polly.

[gun cocking]

[gasps]

But I can deliver justice.

[cell phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

- Jughead?
- Betty. Hey, this is an emergency.

One of my student is missing, and
I think he's on the Lonely Highway.

I'm on the highway.

I'm ten miles north of town.

I'm leaving from town right
now. I'll meet you halfway.

- Who is it?
- Lerman Logan, he's 14.

I'm on my way.

[sighs]

[breath shudders]

I'll send someone to
come untie you tomorrow.

If I remember.

[John sobs]

[drumline playing]

[male announcer] Here are
the Stonewall Stallions

versus the Riverdale Bulldogs.

Let's go.

Go. Go.

[blows]

Lerman. Thank God.

Yeah, he was walking on
the shoulder in a daze.

You okay, bud?

Mr. Jones...

did it happen again?

[Mrs. Logan] Thank
you for finding Lerman.

We'd hoped you wouldn't have
to go through this again.

- Again?
- Yeah, Lerman is a sleepwalker.

Has been since he was little.

We thought he grew out of it, but, uh...

then he started hurting himself.

He walked into a door.

Another time, he burned
his hand on the stove.

Even fell out of a window
once and broke his arm.

So, we started locking
his bedroom door at night.

Now, we gave him the
whole basement to himself.

We just... We made sure he was safe.

So you were the "Mole People"
who were keeping him locked up.

All we've done is try
our best to protect him.

I remember we were so terrified

after that morning we
found the front door open

and, and... [chuckles nervously]

Lerman was just gone.

[sobbing] That whole week,
we thought we lost my boy.

No, wait. He left in the middle of
the night and was missing for a week?

Where did he go? What happened to him?

A good Samaritan found him
wandering the Lonely Highway...

with no memory of the prior week.

That's why we were so
upset with you, Mr. Jones.

We thought your
questioning might trigger...

Well, something like this happening.

God only knows what
draws him to that highway.

[Betty] I don't think
it's a coincidence, Jug.

Polly and Lerman both end up
on the Lonely Highway? No way.

I agree. But what are
the other connections?

When Polly escaped and
made that phone call,

my mom said, she described being in

what sounded like an alien spaceship.

Seriously?

They could've been
abducted by the same person.

Why would they keep
Polly but let Lerman go?

Well, maybe he escaped.

Which is why we need to find out

what Lerman knows
about that missing week.

Yeah, we're going to have to
exhaust every possible option

no matter how insane it might seem.

[referee blows whistle]

[pop music playing]

♪ You're the one that ♪

♪ I've been waiting for ♪

♪ Gotta quit this crying ♪

♪ Nobody's gonna heal me ♪

♪ If I don't open the door ♪

♪ Kinda hard to believe ♪

♪ Gotta have faith in me ♪

♪ Freak out, freak out
Freak out, freak out ♪

♪ Look at me ♪

♪ Get down, get down
Get down, get down ♪

♪ Look at me ♪

♪ Freak out, freak out
Freak out, freak out ♪

♪ Look at me now ♪

♪ 'Cause all I ever
Wanted was love ♪

[chorus vocalizing]

♪ All I ever wanted was love ♪

[vocalizing]

♪ I want your stupid love, love ♪

♪ I want your stupid love, love ♪

♪ I don't need a reason ♪

♪ I don't need a reason ♪

♪ Not sorry I want your stupid love ♪

[vocalizing]

♪ I want your stupid love, love ♪

♪ We got a stupid love, love ♪

[players shouting indistinctly]

♪ I want your stupid love, love ♪

♪ I want your stupid love, love ♪

[groans]

[referee blows whistle]

[crowd cheering]

Bring it in. Come on, bring it
in. Bring it in. Bring it in.

Circle up. Circle up.
Circle up, come on.

Look at me.

Hey, look at me. Don't
worry about the scoreboard.

I don't care what it says. You
guys are playing with heart.

You're leaving it all out there.

That is all I could ever ask from you.

But listen,

this is your moment.

The whole town is behind you.

The people in those
stands are here for you!

Your teammates are here for you!

I'm here for you!

And we're not gonna
give up on each other.

If you don't give up on yourself,

then guess what?

You can't lose.

If you don't give up on
yourself, you cannot lose.

This game is not over.
Keep your head up.

Let's go out there and
make something happen.

Let's make this a night
we'll remember forever.

This game is not over.
Come on, bring it in.

- Britta, on you.
- Bulldogs, on three!

[all] One, two, three!

Bulldogs!

Get out there, and make
something happen. Come on!

["You Better Run" playing]

♪ It's the quiet In the distance ♪

[inaudible]

- [referee blows whistle]
- [shouting] Let's go, Bulldogs!

[crowd cheering]

♪ The static in the shadows ♪

[heartbeats thumping]

♪ And the thunder from afar ♪

[players shouting indistinctly]

♪ And it comes without warning ♪

♪ It comes without warning ♪

Now.

Left. Hut!

♪ Ooh, you better run ♪

♪ Ooh, you better run ♪

Go, go, go, go!

♪ There's no time to think it over ♪

♪ There's no time
To change your mind ♪

♪ You better run ♪

[groans]

♪ It's the weight
Above the footsteps ♪

[inaudible]

♪ And the clouds of ash and dust ♪

♪ The will, the faith ♪

- ♪ The power ♪
- [referee blows whistle]

[all cheering]

♪ To do what must be done ♪

♪ You better run ♪

[players cheering and whooping]

♪ Ooh, you better run ♪

♪ There's no time to think it over ♪

♪ There's no time
To change your mind ♪

♪ You better run ♪

Heck of a game, Coach.

Yeah? What game were you watching?

Well, the Bulldogs may not have
triumphed on the scoreboard,

but I'd say we've started to win
over the hearts and minds of the town.

And thanks to a little
side wager with my father,

the rest of the league will no
longer demand that we withdraw.

Ronnie for the win.

I, just, uh...

I just wanted to say, good game, Coach.

Hey. Thanks, Derek. You
played great out there.

What do you think, Ronnie?
Kid's got wheels, huh?

He sure does.

Just remember. Keep
working. Keep getting better.

I promise I will, Coach.
Just like you taught me.

Waldo, this is becoming sort
of a regular thing for us?

So it seems.

But I just wanted to let you know

that Lerman's parents have
pulled him out of school.

They've left Riverdale.

My God. Where'd they go?

They left me a message,
but no forwarding address

or contact information.

I suppose they wanted a fresh start.

Yeah. Don't we all?

[sobbing]

Hey, what's wrong?

[Glen] Agent Cooper.

Glen, what's going on?

I came to check on you.

[stuttering] Why is my mom upset?

[sobbing] Because you... You lied to me.

Elizabeth, you made me feel like
she might still be out there.

That there might still be hope!

You told your mother that
the blood in the phone booth

wasn't a match for your sister's?

- [speaking softly] Mom, I'm so sorry.
- Don't.

How could you? How dare you!

I can't imagine what you must
be going through, Mrs. Cooper.

But I want you to know that I will
be personally taking over this case.

No. I'm working this case,
Glen. This is my sister!

I'll make sure that this investigation

is handled thoroughly, by the book.

I'll leave no stone unturned.

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