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: Ms. Grundy showed up in Riverdale a year ago, out of thin air. There is no record of her before that. Her Facebook, her LinkedIn account... they were all created a year ago. Before that she's a ghost, she doesn't exist. The only "Geraldine Grundy" I could find was a woman who died seven years ago. Archie Andrews
: Where did you find all this? Veronica Lodge
: The deep web, the dark internet. Check it, it's all online... simple Googling.
: Bobby pin. Veronica Lodge
: Okay, Ms. MacGyver.
[unlocks the box
] Betty Cooper
: I learned that from the Nancy Drew detective handbook.
: I never forgot the night of the storm, Archie. I never forgot how I stood by and watched you chase after Veronica. How I never just went after what I wanted.
[Betty turns on the shower
: What are you doing? Betty Cooper
: Something I always wanted to do with you, Archie. I'm sick of being Miss Goody-Two-Shoes. Make me a woman, Archie. Make... me... wild.
: [after betty opens the closet door
] What are you doing here? Betty Cooper
: I was just going to ask you the same question. Veronica Lodge
: [Betty and veronica look at the door then at each other
] I think we need to talk.
: It's the path of least resistance, Kev. A week ago, Veronica and I weren't friends. Next week, we'll nod to each other as we pass in the hall, but that's it. You know, in two weeks, she won't even remember my name and in three, she'll have latched onto some other girl to destroy.
: [to Cheryl
] Why are you asking me so many questions about Polly? Cheryl? Cheryl Blossom
: Because, you dumb cow, someone shot my brother and I think it was your crazy tweaked-out sister.
: [to her mother
] You should be writing about the real story. What happened to Jason? Who was holding him captive? Why was he frozen? And who shot that gun on July 4th? Alice Cooper
: Yes, well, if you're so keen on reporting, then why don't you come work with your father and me? The Register could really use a Lois Lane type like you.
: I do everything for everyone. Everything to be perfect. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect student. Can't I do this one thing for me?
: Fishing may be a man's sport, but we girls know how to cook.