Ugh, writer’s block. A constant foe in my life. And, I’m running out of ways to procrastinate.

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Tabitha: Jug, we’re parked at the edge of the parking lot. You won’t be able to see three feet in front of you. What if…what if something’s out there?
Jughead: No, no, come on. I’ll be right back.

Archie: Cheryl, have you had any private contact from Percival Pickens? Did he stop by to interview you?
Cheryl: For a census? Yes, but I was taking a buttermilk bath, so I couldn’t receive him. Why for?
Betty: We’re worried his intentions for Riverdale aren’t above board.
Jughead: We think he’s recruiting people to his side.
Cheryl: For some nefarious agenda? Honestly, I’d be more worried about an angry mob dragging me into the forest in the middle of the night and burning me at the stake.

Jughead: Some things I can do as before: read, eat hamburgers, kiss Tabitha. But there are other things that I may never be able to do again. The fact of the matter is my world shattered. The question now was, how will I rebuild?

Jughead: Wedding? Who’s getting married?
Cheryl: Awkward!
Archie: Jug, Betty and I are getting married this weekend. You’re my best man.

Archie: I’m not a villain, Jug. No one stays dead here. Cheryl and Ronnie will be back. All the people we’ve lost. Everyone comes back to life in this universe.
Jughead: Everyone comes back. Is this about your dad?
Archie: Don’t you get it? He’s coming home. He has to. He would never miss my wedding, especially not to Betty. He loved Betty.

Veronica: Alright, let’s do it. Let’s makeout and save the universe. One thing: can we make it during the wedding? I’m not really in the mood.
Jughead: Yeah, I hear that. Same.
[Veronica drinks a glass]
Veronica: Here’s to “Vughead” becoming canon.

Jughead: Ben? You’re Ben Button?
Ben: Of course, I am. Who else would I be?
Jughead: Ben, you died! You jumped out of a window when you sacrificed yourself to the Gargoyle King.
Ben: No, you’re thinking of that dude from Stonewall Prep.
Jughead: Mr. Chipping, yeah. No, no! You did it first.
Ben: Maybe you hallucinated it?

Bitsy: I might have given you the wrong idea about us, Poppy. I’ve never been happier in my marriage and I would be very lucky to have another child with Jack. So, just butt out, okay.
Jack: You hear that? Keep out of my marriage, woman, and so help me, if you get anywhere near Bitsy again, I will kill you.
[Bitsy mouths she’s sorry]

Jughead: My soul? Take it. Take it.
[Jughead signs the deal]
Jughead: I’m nothing if I’m not a writer.

Jughead: You’re saying there’s a secret illegitimate clan of Blossoms that have lived in the woods for two generations? Why did you call the corpse a Mothman?!
Nana Blossom: The family kept to themselves, didn’t like eyes prying into their business. So, they created a fiction. The Mothman. One which we Blossoms swore to embrace.

Betty: Even when I was at Yale, I was trying to be a normal Freshman. Go on dates, make friends, do extracurriculars, but I don’t know. It all felt so … empty.
Jughead: Classic Cooper. You solved like eight mysteries in high school and you were still Valedictorian.

Cole Sprouse Quotes

Veronica: What's happening out there? Do we know? Is it about me?
Jughead: I have a strong inkling, and no. Also, I'd let it go.
Veronica: Yes, but you're you and I'm me. You do you, girl. I'll be back.
[She leaves]
Kevin: What was it like before she got here? I honestly cannot remember.

Our story is about a town; a small town and the people who live in the town. From a distance, it presents itself like so many other small towns all over the world...safe, decent, innocent. Get closer though and you start seeing the shadows underneath. The name of our town is "Riverdale".

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