Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Joaquin's dead, and now his brother...
God, you are so transparent.
[Jughead] Mid century colonial,
♪ Wanted to be near you ♪
one night I woke up, and they were holding me down and branding my arm.
Okay? He was a good guy, but...
Old and new. Dad, I'm talking about the next chapter.
Daddy, you've been here for hours. This is a huge bill.
The third Wednesday of every month is reserved
Reggie, how have our takes been since our casino upgrade?
Better start packing. We're in escrow. I sold the house.
Uh...
Allowing you to rake in a tidy sum.
Is this a high school or a Roger Cormen movie?
- What's this? - A gang.
Ricky.
Not when you go and flagrantly break the law.
hey, I'll just help myself.
We need a line on a new cash cow.
Jug...
Not so fast, Daddy.
Will you help me?
That's where your Pretty Poisons come in.
I know, but he's also a VIP.
You mean, there are Gargoyles out there that are even crazier than you?
I got dibs on spinning it.
Yeah. No, I get that.
[sighs] Is this for real?
He'd been drawing on a placemat.
That's the key.
You gotta take drastic action, boy. Words aren't gonna do it.
Is there a problem, Mo?
You know they outnumber us now?
Ms. Gladys Jones.
- How so? - Well, I'm in the process of courting the business
It's all there. Or try murder house on Elm Street.
we've come up with a plan...
Your mother came to me.
Problem is they have no honor,
We've been seeing that more and more.
The Serpents are rudderless.
If I don't do this, the Gargoyles, they won't protect me.