Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

At least you were smart enough not to keep it in your locker. But a gun?
-That stupid speech I wrote. -So, the Black Hood was at the Jubilee.
-and we were just talking. -About what?
I didn't ask you to.
-Oh, my neck. -We fell asleep.
-These research for school? -Research.
playing some cat-and-mouse game with this town.
You're off the football team, Mr. Andrews, effective immediately.
[cell phone ringing]
[cell phone buzzing]
-[dishes clatter] -[thunder rumbling]
Wait, Dad. Can we talk?
I made that video and showed my face so he'd make me his next target.
and use that money to bolster our police department.
You say this town's being divided? You're holding the cleaver.
They think you're the teen American Psycho.
Yeah.
When Archie came into this room...
she loves serial killers.
I don't know what you're gonna do next.
-Spoken like a true vigilante. -No, you wanted the truth.
Come, come.
that the Black Hood sent you a letter. So, why is it?
Or maybe you're just being loyal.
I'm wondering when you're gonna actually address
Himself a victim of a vicious, insane Southsider's bloodlust.
Could work in our favor.
Mom.
Fight terror with terror.
He is a psychopath, Betty, and you are in high school, not the FBI.
and to stop the Black Hood?
so there will be no cruising for the foreseeable.
The Register didn't bash Southside to post the Black Hood cipher.
I figured, and that's why I'm seeking you out.
We're called the Red Circle...
No, no, no. If it's yours, then it's mine, too.
Black Hood...
Open the locker or I will.