Hiram: Oh, are you receiving some blowback from lying through your teeth to get me arrested? How unfortunate.
Veronica: Why did you leak the story? Was it a desperate ploy to get me to come see you?
Hiram: Miha, I’m not paying for your crimes. I merely told the truth. I told the world what you are: a “Lodge,” through and through. Deal with it.
Charles: You betrayed Betty after she gave you a chance.
Kevin: Yeah, I wasn’t thinking clearly. I just wanted to see Fangs.
Charles: No, no, you wanted to trade information, so you could get back in the good graces of The Farm.
Charles: You’re still one of them.
Kevin: I’m not! I swear I’m not a part of anything. And you, Betty, you ignored me all summer. I understand, but I was alone. At least Fangs texted me back! He’s all I have!
Your name may be “Honey,” but I will always be the queen bee. You have no power over me.Cheryl
[Cheryl hair-flips and walks away]
Jughead: Hey, you Forsythe?
Brett: Brett Weston Wallis. Mr. Chipping asked me to roll out the red carpet.
[Brett shakes hands with Jughead]
Jughead: You can just call me Jughead.
Brett: I prefer Forsythe. Who’s your friend?
Betty: Betty Cooper.
[Brett shakes hands with Betty and eyes her up and down]
Brett: Cute. Very … Sweet Valley High.
Archie: I have to go get my dad.
Veronica: What? What do you mean?
Archie: I have to bring him home.
Jughead: And if anyone is scared of bears, well don’t be because Archie’s been attacked by, like what, multiple times and still survived? [Laughs]
Archie: Hey. I wear my scars proudly.
Archie: You were with him when he…?
The Driver: We were working on a tire and a car … it just came out of nowhere, speeding. [Tears up] Sorry, I just … I froze and it sped and your Dad … he pushed me out of the way. He saved my life and if he hadn’t done what he did, I wouldn’t be here right now, I know that. I am so sorry! There’s nothing I can do to ever repay him, but I would like to say a prayer for him. Maybe you’d like to join me?
[The driver conducts a prayer holding hands with Archie, Veronica, Jughead, and Betty.]
Cheryl: Well, well, well. Stop the presses! The Riverdale rag finally reported a story accurately. Not only is there going to some hideous janky parade snaking its way through town, you four are the architects of this outrage.
Veronica: What’s your problem, Cheryl?
Cheryl: My problem, Veronica, is that the Fourth of July is a day of tragedy for Riverdale. Not celebration. Or have you forgotten what happened to my poor brother Jason?
Betty: Cheryl, Riverdale hasn’t held a parade out of respect for what happened to your brother in like years. It’s time.
Jughead: I mean, you don’t have to come.
Cheryl: Oh, I’ll be there, Insufferable Smurf. Front and center. With a sign of protest in one hand and a horn of compressed air to silence any revelry in the other.
Jughead: We won. Didn’t we? We survived the night. We proved that we’re better than this town.
Penelope: That may or may not be true, but kill them. Kill them all!
[The Gargoyles chase after the group as they run away]
Penelope: Hellcaster, care to take a stab?
Jughead: Sure. Arthur Conan Doyle famously said, “Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.” In which case, whoever is underneath that mask must have had a connection to Hal, and to you Penelope. But it’s not Jason because he’s dead, even though his corpse is missing. The one corpse that hasn’t been accounted for and who was last seen by The Black Hood ... Chic.
[The Gargoyle King removes the mask to reveal Chic]
Edgar: The Ascension is upon us. Tonight.
Alice: The Ascension? Tonight?
Edgar: Yes, preparations are being made.
Alice: I need to find Betty. Have you seen her?
Evelyn: She escaped ... with Toni Topaz.
Edgar: She was never a believer like you, Alice. So, we will ascend without her.
Kevin: They left me. I wanted to go, but they said that somebody had to stay behind to explain what happened.
Archie: And what did happen?
Kevin: The worthy ascended, of course.
Betty: Who did? Where’s my mom and Polly?
Kevin: Gone. Everyone is, and we’ll never see them again.