Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

turns out there is no Mr. Kotter.
Hello, Francis.
And when they do, they will tell you that it's covered
Jug, okay. We put a stop to DuPont, we solved eight murders,
pulp fiction you're conjuring, Hermosa, but Betty and I are just friends.
A fact known to you, Mr. DuPont,
and were trying to pin it on Betty.
-Unless you want me to stay. -No, go have fun.
than anything you ever produced for my class.
I mean, whatever the reason.
you didn't kill me.
And the bigger it got,
where Jughead's body was and placed the bloody rock in my hand,
Because he had the gall to consider himself worthy of your little inner circle?
and was trying to save his life.
who was going to kill Jughead? And how?
He's showering as we speak.
Without me, neither would exist.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
you would believe I would mastermind some elaborate conspiracy
Can you keep a secret?
Other similarities to being dead.
just to win a YA book contract?
I'm posting the sign-up sheet for the variety show tomorrow,
Illegally recorded videotapes,
-Why? -Because in all your plotting,
No, Chipping suicided 'cause he was messing around with Donna,
You think he's gonna make it?
Jellybean, do you know where Jughead is?
[Betty] And pointed them to where you knew they would find me.
And then he talked to you, Mr. DuPont.
He recruited me. To play football.
[door unlocking]
Are we just gonna ignore the fact
reduce my charge to conspiracy after the fact,
"Did we need to do it?"
I had to let my intuition take over
[Alice] Hidden in a secret compartment behind Stonewall's crest
Jug?
Moose, you are not going to believe what Bret...
-Don't forget, I'm a licensed-- -Private investigator, right.
but the door is not unlocked until the identity is revealed.
I just couldn't shake it.
And what happened next was a waking nightmare.
A man of dishonor.
You need to lie down.
Do you need it to help my brother?