Betty: Juggy, I feel like I don't even know who my mom and dad are anymore.
Jughead: Betty...if your parents lied about Jason and Polly, there's probably more they lied about.
Betty: Maybe.
Jughead: Your dad said he would do anything to protect Polly. So the next logical question is, how far would he go to protect her?
Betty: Jughead, whoever broke into Sheriff Keller's house and stole all this evidence wasn't at the drive-in. My dad wasn't at the drive-in...

Veronica: Is this your playing hand?
[Nods]
Veronica: Archie! This hand is your instrument. You need to take better care of it. And yet, stop punishing yourself while you're at it. Are you sure?
Archie: I got slammed because I didn't know the play. I didn't know the play because, like an idiot, instead of memorizing my plays I was up late last night working on some of my songs with Valerie. God, I'm such an idiot.
Veronica: Valerie, huh? You know, I endorse this.
Archie: You jealous, Ronnie?
Veronica: Please...I've had my seven minutes of heaven with Archie Andrews.
[Patches his arm]

Mrs. Blossom: I told you, Cheryl. No more sleeping in Jason's bed.
Cheryl: I didn't. I was working on the eulogy for JJ.
Mrs. Blossom: Don't bother. You won't be speaking at his memorial. God knows what you'd say. Something to humiliate us?
[Crumples up eulogy]

Every town has one, the spooky house that all the kids avoid. Ours was Thornhill, the Blossom family's mansion, with it's very own graveyard. And trapped within its walls, like some Gothic heroine, was Cheryl Blossom, who's still grieving for her beloved brother Jason. Linked in death even as they were in life.

Jughead

Riverdale Season 1 Episode 5 Quotes

Every town has one, the spooky house that all the kids avoid. Ours was Thornhill, the Blossom family's mansion, with it's very own graveyard. And trapped within its walls, like some Gothic heroine, was Cheryl Blossom, who's still grieving for her beloved brother Jason. Linked in death even as they were in life.

Jughead

Mrs. Blossom: I told you, Cheryl. No more sleeping in Jason's bed.
Cheryl: I didn't. I was working on the eulogy for JJ.
Mrs. Blossom: Don't bother. You won't be speaking at his memorial. God knows what you'd say. Something to humiliate us?
[Crumples up eulogy]