Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

As a precaution.
I need you to try and recall the events leading up to the moment of your blackout.
-Interesting. -Shut up, Bret.
-Seems intense. -No.
Nothing.
-Veronica-- -No, Mom, I'm sorry.
Not by the FBI,
This is supposed to be the best year of your life.
Inhale.
In your jacket.
-No, Mom, of course not. -Well, then can you tell me what's wrong?
No offense, Hermosa,
You always have to go.
[Veronica] So that's where Jughead's phone was?
Oh, I'm already in hell, Betty.
Oh, hi. Hey, Mrs. Andrews.
What was that BS about deferring Barnard?
full of devastation.
But somehow we have to figure out what happened...
[scoffs]
Okay.
You know, Barnard will always be there, so...
Say it's about Veronica.
It's fine, Mom.
a great mislead. Congrats.
You and I went into the woods together, Donna.
Like, really, really sick.
but I am not in the mood to pretend like I can stomach your antics.
So...
No, the other magic word.
Really? Even though I passed out and fell flat on my face